I have a deep affection for the villain [quick wear]

When Lu Qianchuan came, he used magic to speed up, and he jumped directly from the bottom of the altar to the top with a dodge, so the guardians who were blocked in the middle of the way by the black mist only saw an afterimage flashing past them, but did not see it at all. See his face clearly.

They thought this was another person who was lurking in the dark and planned to take the opportunity to attack Xie Lin. They were tense for a while, wishing to ignore the obstruction of the black mist like Lu Qianchuan, and fly directly to him.

And when Lu Qianchuan rushed to the altar following the instructions given to him by the system, what he saw was the scene of countless black mist pouring into Xie Lin's body frantically.

"Alin!"

Lu Qianchuan rushed up subconsciously, but was slapped away by the madly surging magic breath. If it wasn't for the protection of the system, Lu Qianchuan might have been swept off the stage.

He gritted his teeth and fixed his eyes on Xie Lin's direction. After discovering the magic circle under his feet, he couldn't help but twitch his brows, widened his eyes and asked in his mind: "Ah Jiu, what do you think this magic circle is like?" Something like a demon?"

When the system heard it, it quickly scanned it with its spiritual sense, and exclaimed in surprise: [This is the magic circle used by the demons for sacrifices! ] In the Demon Realm, there are also many large and small altars. Those altars contain the power of the great demons who have died due to various reasons, and through some specific rituals and magic circles, they can be offered in the form of sacrifices, "in exchange for "Part of that power.

Although those ceremonies and magic circles will vary depending on the specific situation, they all have a strong demonic characteristic, which is very recognizable.

[Host, this altar should be the source of the demon breath in this world. I speculate that Tiandao may have made a deal with a certain big demon and sealed part of his power in this altar, and that Van Gogh should have made a mistake. Only by getting a part of the inheritance of power by mistake, can he master the magic skills of these demons. ] [However, the power of the demons is brutal and brutal, and the body of ordinary people cannot bear it. If they are forcibly introduced and are backlashed, then it is possible to go crazy or even explode to death. ] Hearing this, Lu Qianchuan's heart sank suddenly. Although Xie Lin's physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people, it is definitely not as good as those authentic demons. Even though he has been practicing for a while, he is still practicing In the eyes of the reader, it is too short-lived, and it can't play the role of reborn at all.

In other words, Schelling's body may not be able to withstand this force.

Lu Qianchuan closed his eyes, quickly formed a seal with his hands, and as a golden magic circle rose slowly under his feet, a soft halo appeared on Lu Qianchuan's body, enveloping his whole body in it.

The rich aura spread from him, and the system tried its best to cover it up for him, but there was still a trace of spiritual energy leaking out from the barrier he set up. The black mist that was frantically rushing towards Xie Lin's direction obviously stopped, as if suddenly Like a vicious dog that smells of meat, it looks around for delicious prey that smells delicious.

Seeing this, the system turned pale with fright, and screamed frantically in Lu Qianchuan's mind: [Host, what are you doing?If this continues, those magic breaths will haunt you! ] Lu Qianchuan didn't open his mouth to explain, but just formed seals on his own, his white and slender fingers kept changing, the speed was so fast that it was almost dazzling, the system struggled to identify his movements, but it never guessed what he wanted to do something.

"Ah Jiu, remove the barrier you put on me."

[ah?Host, what did you say? ]

Before the system could react, Lu Qianchuan suddenly opened his eyes. His deep pupils were as vast and mysterious as a starry sky, making people sink into them at a glance.

The sharp wind blew away the broken hair on his forehead, and a flamboyant peach blossom print slowly bloomed on the center of Lu Qianchuan's eyebrows. It was clearly extremely seductive, but because of the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes, it was a little less seductive and friendly. Merry, a little more alienated and arrogant.

[Host……]

In just a blink of an eye, Lu Qianchuan's temperament changed drastically. The invisible coercion was revealed from his body, tearing through the barrier of the system, and knocking back the surrounding magic breath.

That was the coercion from the big demon.

The snow-white little fox huddled into a ball in Lu Qianchuan's sea of ​​consciousness. It was round and bulging, and each soft hair was like a fried hair. Round and big, staring vigilantly at the situation outside.

"Ah!"

The pure spiritual power is dense and mellow, cold and powerful, piercing straight through the layers of black mist, surrounding Xie Lin, and he didn't lose the slightest bit of wind in the extremely aggressive magic breath.

Light gold and dark red rays of light collided fiercely, Lu Qianchuan's spiritual power was like a sharp blade, mercilessly cutting off the black mist that tried to penetrate into Xie Lin's body, and the black mist was touching his body. When the spiritual power is released, it is like a water droplet encountering a hot flame, suddenly evaporates and dissipates in the oppressive air.

Lu Qianchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to apply force, gradually integrating spiritual power into the magic circle under Xie Lin's feet, trying to slowly disintegrate it.

I don't know if it's because Xie Lin has absorbed a lot of magic breath before, or because Lu Qianchuan's spiritual deterrent effect is too strong, the black mist on the altar has become much thinner unconsciously, like ink mixed with water, become lighter and lighter.

Seeing that his actions were effective, Lu Qianchuan's high-hanging heart sank slightly, his spirit was tense, his eyes were fixed on Xie Lin's direction, and he did not dare to relax at all.

Therefore, he also failed to see that there was a flash of red light on a seemingly ordinary stone statue next to him.

An imperceptible dark red light spot quietly fell into the magic circle under Xie Lin's feet. The next second, the already dim magic circle suddenly burst into light again, and the surrounding black mist poured into Xie Lin's body like crazy. A huge black vortex was formed, as if it wanted to swallow everything that could be swallowed.

Lu Qianchuan was shaken back a few steps by the huge impact. When he looked up again, he saw Xie Lin straighten his body with his back facing him. A dangerous and cold breath.

The little fox in the Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly jumped up from the spot and exclaimed:

[Host run!He is bewitched! ]