He is poisoned.

Li Xianzong, who was curled up on the ground, laughed, and the arrogant and cheerful laughter echoed. He slowly got up, and raised the corner of his mouth:

"Ye You Shen's vitality is really strong. It took more than a minute for the Gu poison I fed on the blade to take effect. Although the witches and Gu masters are humble and dirty, their methods really work."

He had killed a level 4 Gu wizard, he had Gu poison... Zhang Yuanqing's vision became more and more blurred, his hands and feet were useless, his heart began to beat weakly, and his heart was full of despair.

Li Xianzong didn't talk nonsense, he pulled out the pistol stuck in his waist, and aimed at Zhang Yuanqing's head:

"Sorry, I accept your head..."

The next moment, he lost his vision.

Li Xianzong's calf was surrounded by a baby spirit, which took away his vision.

Xiaodoubi... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment. He didn't convey the attack command to Xiaodoubi. On the one hand, he was tired of dealing with the enemy, and on the other hand, the thug gloves made him reckless and brainless.

But seeing that his master was in danger, Xiaodou beat himself up; after all, he already has a lot of spiritual intelligence.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing's hands were trembling; he put the red hijab on his head with difficulty.

"snort!"

Lee Hsien-jong, who had lost his vision, did not panic. He grabbed a foul-smelling overcoat from the inventory and put it on his body.

Then, he clasped his hands together and bowed to his feet.

Blessing, curse!

The blessings and curses of witchcraft masters do not distinguish between physical and spiritual bodies. Although they are not as handy as illusionists when dealing with spiritual bodies, this saint-level item can have a good effect on low-level wraiths.

The dirty coat was rippling with black light, washing towards the baby spirit on the calf like a tide.

Xiao Doubi screamed, his body quickly dissipated, and became turbid, stained with filth, but he just didn't let go.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

After the visual exchange, Xiaodoubi persisted until the end, fell to the ground, and became weaker and weaker...

As soon as he regained his vision, Li Xianzong looked at Zhang Yuanqing, and found that his head was covered with a red cloth, and a terrifying and majestic Yin Qi descended overwhelmingly, like a tide, like a tsunami.

Li Xianzong's hair stood on end, and the intuition from the bewitching demon began to warn.

He shot the enemy twice in the head. Without looking at the result, he quickly took out a piece of chalk from his pocket and drew a circle on the ground.

The next moment, Huang Mengmeng's light curtain enveloped the circle and enveloped him.

Li Xianzong disappeared in the light curtain.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's body was taken over by the Ghost Bride, his arms became pitch black, his muscles knotted, black blood vessels protruded, and sharp nails popped out of his ten fingers.

But the enemy has disappeared.

The ghost bride couldn't find her enemy, so she just froze in place.

Go, go save him... Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.

Feeling his will, the ghost bride walked slowly towards Xiao Doubi who was on the verge of disappearing. JrNovels.com