The next moment, when the ghost beast approached me again and suddenly appeared in front of me, opening its bloody mouth and preparing to use the ghost magic that made the soul tremble just now on me again, I sneered at the ghost beast, lowered my head slightly, and when I looked up again, a little purple fire had already ignited in my eyes.

That's right, it's Purple Fire.

This kind of purple fire once appeared automatically, and it was forced to be sent out when Ji Luode was sitting in the red sedan chair and rushed towards me, but this time, it was issued by me myself, and the effect was naturally not the same as before, but it was better to control it freely.

It's only been two days since I saw Mr. Rong cast a spell with my own eyes, and now I've been studying the use of this Nether Eye myself, and I've been able to use this star's purple fire.

Although this magical purple fire is only the size of a fingernail, but the power is extremely powerful, Xiao Yizi's ghost beast was stunned for a moment when he saw the purple fire, and then he couldn't help but tremble, as if it had encountered the fear of a natural enemy made it let out a strange scream, this scream was like a substance, and in the dark night with the yin wind produced a kind of power that made people tremble.

The onlookers around only saw the two of us standing there without moving, and they all felt quite bored, shouting something noisily in their mouths, and occasionally one or two could float in a voice in stiff Chinese, and I could hear them shouting: "Go, fight!" ”

I lamented in my heart that they didn't know that the battle between the two of us had entered a white-hot stage, and that their lives would be in danger at any time.

The villagers didn't know what was going on at first, until this scream sounded, and these villagers were stunned one by one with pale faces, and some of them with slightly stronger mental power looked around in horror, as if something terrifying was about to appear.

In fact, they don't know that the truly terrifying thing has already appeared, but they haven't seen it.

The screams of the ghosts and beasts were not to mention them, and even I felt in a trance.

Xiao Iko took this opportunity to raise her short sword and stab at me again.

Knowing that I couldn't hide this time, I was back to normal in a trance, but Xiao Yizi's short sword had already come to my heart.

I could only kick my legs, lean back, and retreat sharply.

"Die!"

Xiao Yizi roared, her feet didn't stop, and her body chased after her like lightning and thunder.

The tip of the short sword was almost pressed against my clothes, and I could even feel the chill on the tip of the sword.

Xiao Yizi, who was holding a short sword, also had a sinister look in his eyes, looking like he was going to kill me under his sword.

At this moment, I was in a cold sweat, and when I couldn't stop retreating, I suddenly felt something 'click' my heel.

I fell backwards, struck by something, and tilted to the side.

The moment my body fell, I smiled wryly and glanced at what had just hit me, it was actually the wooden stakes around the dueling arena, and it turned out that I had retreated dozens of meters away.

"Ah......h

Two screams rang out at the same time, one for mine and the other for the ghost.

Because the stake hit me, my body tilted to the side, and Xiao Yizi's dagger grazed my armpit and penetrated my arm, and I kicked Xiao Yizi in the abdomen, kicking Xiao Yizi to his stomach.

The ghost beast was overtaken by my purple fire, and although it was only the size of a finger, it was enough to threaten its state of existence.

In the miserable scream, the ghost beast floated around like a madman, as the purple fire penetrated into its soul and drilled into its brain, the miserable cry made people feel more and more terrifying, and even many villagers outside the dueling arena covered their ears and stood there with a stupid look.

Some of them have weak mental strength, and they even fell directly to the ground and wailed, with painful expressions.

I saw the Great Witch Aka stand up, raise his cane and mutter, and I realized that his cane looked like a broken wooden stick, and when I looked closely, I realized that this staff was different from a broken wooden stick.

On the head of that thick staff, there was actually a fist-sized, dark green gem!

The gem was embedded in the tip of the stick, revealing only a small part of its body.

The mysterious old man had been covering the gem with his palm, so that no one could see the true face of the gem, and all attention would be focused on his strange appearance, and no one would notice his crutches.

But it was this crutch that was the most powerful magic weapon of this old man.

Perhaps, I should call it a staff.

I have the impression that only on TV, those witches in the West use this kind of thing.

The broom and the staff were the two things that the witches impressed me the most on the screen, the former because my mom always hit me with it, and the latter because the gem would make me feel valuable.

I didn't expect to see the real staff again today, it was not as luxurious as I remembered, but the gem was indeed the same dazzling, it seems that some of the so-called cultures of the West are all stolen from us, and it is really shameless.

I seem to be pulling away again.

After taking out his cane, the witch raised it high, and slowly said something in his mouth, and the gem suddenly emitted a green glow, and where the green light covered it, the villagers all returned to normal.

However, after all, the cane of the Great Witch is only so big, and the area covered is only about three square meters, and those who have been rescued, or who can resist, hurriedly pulled the people who were in pain and fell to the ground to the range of three meters, and those who were covered by the green light left consciously, giving way to those in need.

I saw the other side of this village - unity, they can be very united to help people up, and then help each other to save people, this simple emotion makes me can't help but rise a sense of irony, think about the people in the city who live under one roof all day long, a street, a community, how indifferent they have become now, the old lady falls and no one dares to help, whose fault is it?

Uncle, no matter whose fault it is, it's my fault that I'm distracted now.

Fortunately, Xiao Yizi had already stood up by this time, and I also stood up with a shaky stump against the stump, staring at him vigilantly.

The ghost beast didn't know if it was burned by the purple fire, but anyway, the yin wind was gusting, so I could barely feel its existence.

No, it still exists zài. R1148