The Devil of the Walking Street

"It's been said that I'm a legal profession——" Swell stood still and raised his right hand: "The name of the forbidden spell must be read aloud—the name must be long or the enemy will not notice it. !!!!"

In an instant, golden arrows hovering in the sky fell from the sky like meteors, and the continuous impact shook the whole mountain.

Flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust filled the air.

"... Such a big commotion..." Lan Ming, who was walking through the woods, heard the noise behind him, and couldn't help but secretly prayed that no human would notice the strangeness of Quanshan.

He chose a vigorous old tree, and stood firmly on its slanting branches.

Find Qi Wei as soon as possible to avoid complications.

Lan Ming closed his eyes, frowned, stretched out his hands, spread out his wings that were originally folded, his tail was taut, and did not sway casually, as if he was locked behind him, motionless.

--call

———Where is it?

With Lan Ming at the center, some kind of fluctuations radiated to the surroundings, and the few scattered leaves of the surrounding trees rustled and moved to the periphery in unison, as if being pushed away by something, away from the boy.

He sensed the information sent back by the dark power emanating from himself, and in his mind, a three-dimensional map was slowly taking shape centered on himself.

what is there

Snapped.

Lan Ming opened his eyes abruptly, the mysterious and strange fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding trees lost the force to be pushed, and bounced back with a snap.

boom!

The branch the little devil was standing on burst instantly, and rough wood slag flew everywhere.

Lan Ming flapped his wings to stabilize his falling figure, and as soon as he raised his head, he faced the meteorite falling from the sky with raging fire.

witch?

He hastily closed his wings and kept them in front of him. He didn't have much time to think before he was slammed to the ground.

Nairen stood in the grass, holding a black witch staff of the same length in his hand.

"Hey hey hey—everyone is responsible for protecting the mountains and forests." Weiji looked anxiously at the ground that was emitting black smoke—the little devil was slowly crawling out of the hole that was blown out, and he was standing on the ground that had already started to burn. Among the weeds, spread its wings and shake off the ash covering it.

Nairen stretched the witch staff slightly, and all the flames were absorbed.

Lan Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the young man standing opposite: "Witch?"

Oh no, it's a man.

"..." Nailen became angry when he heard the words. He felt that he had been humiliated, so he raised his witch staff and aimed at the little devil.

Lan Ming glanced at the two people on the opposite side, weighing the combat effectiveness of the two sides in his heart, and felt that there was really no need to waste time here, so he spread his wings and flew away to the depths of the woods.

The young man took a deep breath, closed his eyes and groaned softly, then raised the witch staff violently.

The originally soft wind instantly became sharp, sweeping towards the little devil in the air with a murderous intent, as if it could cut open wounds even on the flesh.

Gee.

The devil's wings shook suddenly, and the young boy's small figure turned up out of thin air. Facing the wind blade that was attacking him, he raised his hands flat in front of him, and a dark force was pushed to him invisibly. The wind blade seemed to be absorbed by something, and it was scattered less than one meter away from Lan Ming.

Just as Lan Ming wanted to say something, he had to pull up his body again because of the vines that broke out from under him.

"The difference in ability between the two of you is too great..." Weiji hugged the tree to avoid falling due to the violent shaking of the ground.

Nailun's legs were spread shoulder-width apart, and the black witch staff in his hand was as solid as if it had been rooted in the ground.

As Lan Ming flapped his wings, he flew higher and higher, and the surrounding vines grew upwards. The twisted rhizomes were twisted and tangled together, making a tooth-piercing crunching sound.

The little devil got annoyed, and suddenly hovered in the air, with his wings spread out, and strange black magic lines spread out from the junction of the neck and the brain, twisting and stretching as if alive, until it covered the handsome face of the young man.

Lan Ming's eyes were so red that they were black, and they were no longer as clear as usual, but like a deep ancient well, from which no light could penetrate.

The strange magic pattern flickered on and off.

The vines stopped growing, as if bound by some force, followed by the sound of a slight explosion, the inside of the brown plant was directly and forcibly detonated by the darkness, and the debris and debris fluttered down the sky for a while.

Nelson's face paled in an instant.

Vikie couldn't help herself with excitement: "Yo yo yo——"

Lan Ming looked down at this young man he had never seen before, his face no longer showed any expression.

The young man quietly glanced at Wei Ji, Wei Ji understood, and immediately ran towards the direction away from Nairen at his fastest speed.

Nillen: "..."

The hand of the male "witch" holding the witch's staff was already soaked with sweat, and he stared at the demon in the air without blinking. His heart beat faster and faster, and a sense of oppression belonging to a higher-level creature made him tremble with fear.

Lan Ming tilted his head to him, then lightly clapped his hands.

Almost at the same time as the ground exploded, Nailun propped up the barrier. Being pushed nearly three meters away, he quickly used the witch staff to stabilize his body, but the scene in front of him really made him want to retreat!

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