"Hehehe..." The warlock's hoarse laughter came from under the mask, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, making people stand upright, "So what about Valkyrie? I haven't taken action yet."

As he said that, he took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands slowly. The two gloves had different alchemy formations on the backs of their hands, which were mysterious and mysterious.

Park Jimin raised her eyebrows, the spear in her hand buzzed, her back arched slightly, and after accumulating strength, she charged again.

The warlock stood there, muttering something in a low voice. The red formation on the back of his right hand quickly lit up, and a fireball the size of a football appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The flames on the surface of the fireball kept swelling, and the light emitted made the hexagram mask red. The warlock waved his right hand and the fireball flew towards Park Jimin quickly.

It was not over yet. After the warlock's brief chanting, two more fireballs appeared, blocking all her movements in the shape of a "公公".

Park Jimin snorted coldly, exerted force with his right hand, and the silver spear stabbed three times in a row, bringing out three afterimages, each time pointing to the core of the fireball.

Bang bang bang bang!

Three light sounds came, and all the fireballs turned into streams of light and fell towards the ground.

In the stream of light, the elegant Valkyrie did not pause at all, and a spear stabbed straight towards the warlock's heart!

The sorcerer's pupils suddenly contracted. Without thinking, he pressed his left hand suddenly on the ground, and his whole body quickly sank into the ground.

With one blow, Park Jimin stopped in the shape of a slight frowning, and spoke in confusion: "Escape from the ground?"

At this moment, the figure of the warlock appeared again from five meters away, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and he gently snapped his fingers.

despair!

A huge red alchemy array emerged under Park Jimin's feet, and a terrifying wave spread in it, and a trace of shock flashed in Park Jimin's beautiful eyes.

In the blink of an eye, a red light lit up, and a huge fire instantly swallowed her figure, followed by a series of explosions!

Boom boom boom boom!

A mushroom cloud rose slowly from the hillside, attracting everyone on the top of the mountain to look at each other.

...

At the top of Jinshan Temple, the fat man's pupils suddenly shrank and he was about to rush down the mountain. At this moment, an emotionless voice came from his side.

"I advise you not to move around."

Fatty Cui's face turned pale and slowly turned his head. He saw a young man in a white uniform standing beside him, speaking mechanically.

"Puppet Master!" Fatty Cui's voice was as cold as it came from the underworld, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"How did you break through the Sancai Midao Array?"

"Who said I passed the Sancai Midao Array?" The young man's mouth was raised stiffly, "I just controlled your subordinates on another mountain and let him get in."

Fatty Cui snorted coldly and said calmly: "This is meaningless. Your physical distance is too far. You can only control this puppet. You are not my opponent at all."

"Oh?" The young man took out a pistol like lightning and pressed it on his temple. "Is it okay even if your subordinates lose their lives for this?"

Looking at Fatty Cui with a pale complexion, the young man controlled by the puppet master laughed: "I don't have to fight with you at all. As long as you master your weaknesses, you have to submit. The biggest weakness of your Nether Lord is the kindness of a woman!"

"The despicable villain who hides his head and reveals his tail!" Anger surged from Fatty Cui's heart, his eyes were full of struggle, and his hands were clenched tightly.

At the same time, absolute darkness spread from his feet, and the entire temple suddenly felt like it was falling into an ice cellar, and the cold was bone-blooded.

After a while, he slowly let go of his fist, and the darkness gradually faded away. He looked at the direction of the explosion, his eyes full of worry.

Zhimin, you must be safe and sound!

...

The warlock looked at the ruins after the explosion in front of him and sneered.

"So what about Valkyrie? I'm playing with applause!"

Just when he was proud, he found that the three-headed hell dogs on the side were still staring in front of him, his muscles were tense, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The warlock's heart thumped, and immediately turned to look at the ruins, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

I saw the smoke and dust in the sky as if it was stirred by an invisible big hand, gradually rotating, and the speed became faster and faster, and it directly formed a tornado.

The huge centrifugal force rustled the surrounding leaves, and the tiny stones on the ground rose directly with the wind and were swept into the whirlpool.

In the tornado, a beautiful figure in a red dress holding a silver spear was standing quietly. With the silver spear lifted, a slight dragon sound came from the gun. The entire tornado suddenly dispersed, and the thick trees around were blown by the strong wind. Even a big hole appeared in the clouds in the sky, as if the sky was pierced by a blow!

The wind was howling, and the ferocious three-headed dog in hell bent down slightly, and his four sharp claws pressed tightly into the ground, roaring constantly in front of him.

The warlock was blown back several times, and his fingers quickly drew a rune in the air before he stood firmly.

"What kind of monster is this woman?" he cursed inwardly.

The strong wind dissipated, and the red skirt was torn off by a large piece, revealing its snow-white skin. Park Ji-min didn't care at all, just looked at each person and a beast coldly.

"Is the strongest among the third-level abilities the only one is?" She shook her head, and a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Well, let you see what is the real strongest!"

The leaves behind her shine brightly, and her whole aura gradually rose. The statue of the martial god slowly appeared behind her again. Unlike before, this time the statue of the martial god was more solid and the pressure was even more terrifying.

"Please possess the martial soul!" She pointed a spear with her right hand, pinched a mysterious handprint with her left hand, and bowed slightly to the statue of the martial god behind her.

A white light flew from the statue of the martial god into Park Jimin's body, and her entire aura suddenly changed.

The surging power overflowed from her body, and the terrifying pressure covered the entire area. Her solemn expression and her arrogant eyes made the warlock feel frightened. She just stood there quietly, and she couldn't raise her head.

The information about this high-risk leaf pattern in the warlock's mind quickly emerged: "Danger level A-14, "Martial Soul", can communicate with dead strong men. If they can get their recognition, they can obtain the protection of martial souls, use the techniques they are best at, and even directly possess the martial soul. However, the conditions for using this ability are also very harsh."

"First of all, this strong man must kill countless people during his lifetime, and his blood and energy remain in one place for many years to communicate."

"Secondly, gaining recognition is a very vague concept, which is mostly a life-and-death life. If it fails, the host will directly destroy both spirit and body."

This woman should be possessed by a martial soul now. The warlock thought to himself, but what kind of existence can have such great power?

"Dare you ask about your name?" The warlock reluctantly raised his head and spoke loudly.

The red dress figure's expression did not change at all. The spear was lifted and a low male voice came from her mouth.

"Zhao Zilong, Changshan, please fight!"
Chapter completed!