Zombies: Black magic automatically reaches full level

"King, even our Maoshan, as far as I know, is just that one, if you can hold this big man's thigh..."

Fang Ming's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent.

If this big guy really wants to me, where can he use such trouble.

One hand can crush me to death.

He must have taken a fancy to me, so he asked his men to invite me over.

However, the invitation method is a little too rough.

However, for ghosts, the requirements should not be too high.

After all, most ghosts are definitely killed when they see people.

Thinking about it this way, these demons, and talking to him so much, this is completely another kind of demon.

After thinking about this, Fang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, raised his hands, and shouted: "Slow lord, I am willing to follow you to see the king." "

"Good." Lin Feng's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect that he would really scare Fang Ming with this casual hand, "Then, hand over the magic weapon in your hand first." "

"This..." Fang Ming was stunned again, the dust in his hand was a heavy treasure of the master, and it was also his reliance on going down the mountain this time.

With the dust in hand, even if he is in this ghost, he has some confidence.

However, once the dust leaves his hand, he becomes meat on the felt board that can only be slaughtered.

"Why, you can't trust our king?"

Lin Feng's tone returned to cold, and the ghost fire chains behind him danced, and there was a posture that he was about to kill people directly.

For a while, the atmosphere of the scene was somewhat dignified.

Tick-tock-

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Fang Ming's forehead.

His slightly trembling shoulders showed that he was struggling very violently in his heart.

"Brother Mu, don't let the king wait for a long time, it's really not okay, it's the same to bring the soul back."

At this moment, at the end of the tree, a sharp voice sounded.

But it was the tanuki who rushed and also played role-playing.

"Huh?"

Fang Ming followed the voice and saw that at the end of the tree, a fox was talking.

From the breath, it is just a little demon.

However, a small demon dared to urge the Great Devil whose strength was almost at the level of the Earth Master.

What gives it confidence?

Nature is the "king" behind it.

"Huh-"

Lin Feng's eyes sprayed blood, but he was already impatient.

Ho-

Roar-

Old Lady Ren and the royal zombies also moved.

In an instant, a cold murderous aura invaded, making Fang Ming feel trapped in an ice cellar.

"No... My lord...... I hand over... I'll hand over the magic weapon..."

Fang Ming was horrified in his heart, knowing that if he didn't make a decision, he would really finish playing.

Immediately, he raised the dust in his hand high.

"Very good, maybe in the future, we can become colleagues."

Lin Feng grinned, and the ghost fire chain behind him suddenly shot out, came to the top of Fang Ming's head, and rolled up the dust.

Nourish ——

The clear light surged on the dust, burning the chains of ghost fire.

However, without the support of mana, it is just a magic weapon, and where can it turn over any big waves without anyone urging.

Immediately, he couldn't break free at all, and was pulled back to Lin Feng by the ghost fire chain.

"Waste..."

In the dense forest, Chizuru was heartbroken.

But he didn't expect that this Fang Ming really handed over the dust.

"Fang Ming, you..."

On the side, the four eyes were also stunned.

Maoshan's baby, you actually handed it over.

In this way, if you really encounter a demon and you don't fight tightly when you die, then won't you lose the treasure of the master.

"Good."

Lin Feng stretched out his hand to hold the dust.

"Huh?"

However, at this moment, on the dust, the light shines.

The dust, which had been quiet, suddenly broke free from Lin Feng's hands, flew out, and in an instant, disappeared into the darkness.

It seems that the direction of departure is exactly the direction where the Maoshan Mountain Gate is located.

Behind Maoshan Mountain, in retreat, a stone gate that had been sealed for decades burst open.

An old man with a white forehead walked out of it, flew like a bird, and went straight to the main hall of the mountain gate.

PS: The more I want to write more, the more I can't write, guys, sorry, beat me, I don't dare to guarantee how much to update, I can only say try my best ... It's about to hit the shelves, and the results of the book are not bad, if it is not really impossible to write, who will not get by with the money?