It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

Chen Xinmi was so proud that she didn't allow herself to do nothing.

Since her field of vision was filled with countless whirlpools, and the only thing she could truly feel was the undulating rhythm of the back of the beast beneath her, she had no choice but to focus on Lin An.

She soon noticed something different.

"This is?"

She frowned and watched carefully, then gently put her hand on the giant beast's shoulder. She could feel the powerful twisting force of the beast's rapidly moving muscles.

Very strong~

Oh~

That's not the point.

She swallowed and stared blankly at the muscular shoulders. The hands stretched out from the loose sleeves of the wizard's robe were so white, with black nail polish on the manicure, and the black and white pattern of the giant beast's fur. Such a match, such a coordination.

It was as if he was touching himself.

Yes, she seems to feel that she can really touch herself?

But this feeling comes in waves, and you can only feel it through a long and thin line, which can be felt by gently moving the fingertips in the animal hair.

She simply leaned over the beast's back, feeling the beast's bulging spine wrapped in muscles. She extended her arms and groped all the way towards the beast's right palm.

At once……

It's amazing!

She actually felt like some parts were touching her!

What an outrageous feeling is this?

The extraordinary world is so bizarre and bizarre, and it's impossible for her to know everything. In fact, as she becomes the president of the Wizards Association and comes into contact with more information explored by her predecessors, she will feel more and more ignorant.

It can't be that Lin An cut off one of her hands or collected a lot of hair and tied it to his arm, right?

Chen Xinmi instantly rejected this outrageous answer.

She guessed that Lin An had the black cat portrait with its own soul rhythm tattooed on his arm?

this……

Chen Xin's Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, but she also knew that now was not the time to explore this matter.

But at least she already had a breakthrough on what to do next.

At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the back of the giant beast. Her waist and abdomen were extremely soft and she lay down on the back of the giant beast. The wide wizard robe danced gently with the strength of the giant beast and was draped on the giant beast.

With a twist, the wizard's robe collapsed.

Chen Xinmi seems to have disappeared.

She invaded along the right arm of the giant beast where she could feel it was her own, as smooth as water and milk.

…

Lin An's current situation is not very good.

He promised Maomao to help Chen Xinmi, but also for himself, he must find a way to prevent the spiritual energy from pouring into the body of Kapok, the original Lao Liu, through the body of Lao Liu, the big bad wolf lich.

The enemy had grown stronger, something he didn't want to foresee.

But he didn't expect that Chen Xinmi was so unreliable. Good guy, he brought her up. In addition to releasing a few enhanced witchcraft, he was the one who output the firepower.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the Antler Witch Hunting Knights had apparently researched hunting techniques tailored to his characteristics.

Oil painting vortex vision is not a panacea.

After all, it has a scope of influence.

When Lin An didn't intend to rely on this skill to escape, the effect it could actually exert was not great.

The Antler Witch Hunting Knights distanced themselves away from the visual interference of the vortex of the oil painting. The three of them surrounded Lin An and the Big Bad Wolf from a distance.

Although they still saw a distorted picture from a distance and couldn't tell what was happening in the picture, it was enough for them to do what they wanted.

Everything in the vortex of the oil painting is an enemy.

They know it.

So that's it, remote output.

A series of terrifying swords and arrows are shot towards the distorted screen, and they will always hit their prey.

Although this would chop the pretty good lich that I finally encountered into pieces, at least it would solve the problem.

Besides, if he could take the opportunity to kill the wizard who was now a black cat and now a snow leopard, it would be killing two birds with one stone.

Lin An had to divide his field of vision into two. On one side was the big bad wolf who was constantly attacking him instinctively at close range, and on the other side was the attack of the witch-hunting knights in the distance.

The momentum caused by the sword energy that was not struck by the sword energy flying into the distance was enough to split a tall building in half.

Although these high-rise buildings have turned into the state of loess and stones in the world of purgatory, they are already extremely exaggerated.

A cut, no, a scratch, would have to be a huge wound.

Thanks to the long-range attacks, Lin An can rely on the Eyes of the Sky to observe their attacks, and use this to make a 'prejudgment' to change the position of his body.

Moving with difficulty.

The big bad wolf is even harder.

Or Lao Liu.

Lao Liu felt that his whole body was particularly torn. Under the influence of the aura of the spiritual world, every emotion and desire he had was bursting out crazily, and the memory scenes that stimulated his soul were constantly replayed in his mind.

This kind of stimulation made it much easier for his spiritual big bad wolf to snatch his body.

Originally, this was a normal process of becoming a lich.

But the 'pine tree' spirituality that I don't know where it came from also leveraged the spiritual energy and joined the ranks of body snatching.

Not only that, with this stalemate and the injuries he suffered from the Witch Hunter Knight and Lin An, something seemed to be spreading towards him.

It seemed like a section of a large banyan tree, with countless aerial roots starting to grow crazily on his body.

His body became woody for a while, then fleshy for a while. Blood and turpentine collided fiercely in the blood vessels and plant fibers. After a while, some banyan tree resin suddenly appeared.

It was a mess.

This gray wolf with pine trees growing on its back and banyan tree roots sprouting from its body was too huge. Lin An wandered in the shadow of the swords and swords attacked by the witch hunter knights, and from time to time he would seize the opportunity to pull at the gray wolf's neck.

What a loss!

What a loss!

Lin An regretted getting involved this time.

This kind of lich blood is not of much benefit to him. He has not cultivated the furnace, and he does not know how to use this spiritual blood to cast spells.

He felt that the blood he had swallowed was affecting and corroding him. Fortunately, it was just a small amount and was quickly digested.

But because of this, he didn't dare to get involved in this kind of thing again.

Chen Xinmi complained that he was greedy, but in fact, he had always known how to restrain himself.

Spirit, aura and body are integrated into one, this thing is not suitable for him.

The 'Skinning Knife Technique' is a sharp knife for a Lich corpse, but when it comes to a living Lich, it pales in comparison.

Even if he uses the skinning knife skill so skillfully and combines so many other abilities in such a good state, he can still only slightly pierce the lich's skin, allowing him to maintain balance on the lich's body.

That's all.

Lin An knew the difference here. The skinning knife technique was a spiritual confrontation game, and the soul of a living lich was being watered by the aura of the spiritual world and was in a special state of savage growth.

He could even see that the gray wolf's neck, which had been constantly bitten by him, was recovering bit by bit.

he……

It seems that he doesn't have the ability to deal with a lich.

Just like a cheetah trying to hunt a rhinoceros, it ends up in vain.

This is still the case in Lao Liu's current special state, with fierce internal collisions and difficulty in launching an attack on Lin An.

He was still too weak after all.

We have to find a way to escape!

Lin An made the decision instantly. This was not a game suitable for him to get involved in. It was a bit too high-end.

The abilities he possesses seem to be only enough to protect himself.

Although it is already very impressive for someone who has just become an official wizard and a knight apprentice to be able to do this, I am still unwilling to do so.

Lin An is really not a greedy person.

He took a deep look at the increasingly swollen lich, shook his head, and had already made a decision in his heart.

The wind is blowing!

Bye~

You Tianzhi quickly analyzed the attack rhythm of the Witch Hunter Knights, looking for an opportunity to leave.

It is actually a simple matter for him to escape from this battlefield.

Just then, a strange feeling stretched from his shoulder to his wrist.

That feeling is extremely special.

It was as if someone was wrapped around his arm, and his body was sliding along his arm. It was special...

Well……

A bit delicate and tender...

Lin An's expression was strange, but he quickly realized that this was the red rope.

It seemed that Chen Xin's obsession was spreading along the red rope and entwining itself on her arm.

"Bang~"

A huge noise suddenly exploded.

Lin An's eyes widened and he watched in disbelief as streaks of strange red material stretched toward the front of his arm.

In the form of a spray.

Some are as thin and twisted as ropes, some are as wide and sharp as blades, and some are like spikes...

These huge jet-like objects extending from the wrist are a strong blood red in color, look like jelly-like soft blood coagulation, and are as powerful as steel.

In just an instant, streaks of blood that resembled knives, stabs, arrows, and spears spread out, dismembering the big bad wolf in front of him.

Yes, just once, it was dismembered into countless pieces in an instant!

This lich didn't even have time to let out its last scream in this world, and it was already dead.

The dead could no longer die and were dismembered in an instant.

The bloody extension quickly splashed out, then quickly sputtered back, dragging the big bad wolf's heart along his arm and reappearing on his back.

Under the sight of You Tianzhi, the wizard robe floating on his back suddenly expanded into a concave and convex figure.

Chen Xinmi sat up again, holding a beating heart with her left hand. Danfeng looked at the heart with satisfaction in her eyes. She held the cigarette in her right hand tremblingly and put it towards her mouth, but she pushed it to her cheek feebly. .

"That wolf head is a good thing. If you can take it with you, take it and I will help you refine a witchcraft prop."

Lin An's eyes lit up, and he reacted very quickly, twisting his body in mid-air, grabbing the gray wolf's head in one mouthful, and his body turned into lightning and rushed into the Lich corpse. He used this huge body to hide himself, and in an instant Travel through space to a kilometer away.

Then he shuttled through space step by step without stopping, escaping in the opposite direction to Yunlu Mountain.

He discovered a very strange phenomenon.

The gray wolf head held in its mouth is actually made of wood. Some crystal resin flows out of the blood vessels that still vaguely retain the animal structure of the gray wolf, and then falls down and turns into aerial roots of the banyan tree.

Obviously, in this game of spiritual competition for control of the body, the pine tree spirituality did not win, the gray wolf spirituality did not win, but the big banyan tree spirituality won.

The original version of Lao Liu is really awesome.

But the original wizard Liu ‘Kapok’ doesn’t see it that way.

Under the siege of the Witch Hunting Knights, he let out a mournful wail, feeling a little dejected and feeling as if he had lost something.

The clone that was free from the body and took over the spiritual energy from the spirit world brought him a surprising amount of 'processed spiritual energy'. Also because of this clone, he lost something that he didn't even know he had lost.

All he knew was that the clone was dead.

The clone that he had always disliked and felt disgusting at the sight of, that clone that had now brought him great benefits, was dead!

Totally dead!

One after another, one gain and one loss, there seems to be a certain number.

"My fate is up to me, I can't help it. How could I be willing to do it!" He roared crazily, roaring, spiritual energy surging, and witchcraft unfolding layer by layer.

In the extraordinary world, whether it is a wizard or a witch-hunting knight, there has never been any acceptance of fate!

kill!

Lao Liu was a sixth man. He shouted "kill", his emotions were filled with anger and unwillingness, but his movements made him ready to run away.