The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Mitty

Wake me up from a deep sleep, there are only three souls?"

The girl smiled strangely, her eyes smoldering with an unforgettable hatred.Hate this is not hatred towards a certain person, but more like hatred towards the whole world.

Dina and Noah opened their mouths and summoned the magician gods.They had exhausted too much power, and now they were unable to fight back.

"Hey, use your soul to replenish my power!"

Mitty smiled viciously, with his hands clawing, and with sudden force, Dina and Noah's necks suddenly twisted, letting their bodies fall.

He grabbed the bodies of the two of them, and suddenly, two illusory shadows were caught in his hands in panic, and then they threw them into their mouths and chewed.

This scene made Jom's head droop even deeper, and his body trembled.

Fortunately, Mitty did not care about her, his eyes were fixed on Qin Xuan.

“What a strong soul, ivory, is this Hua Xia? There is still such a delicious meal!” He looked at Qin Xuan with hatred and jealousy, and he wanted to kill him quickly.

Qin Xuan stood holding the sword, and his expression did not change at all about Noah and Dina's death.

No dear to die!

"You're the so-called witch god?"

Qin Xuan frowned slightly and looked at Mitty.

“Vengeance Mitty, I prefer this name!” Mitty smiled, the smile on his face getting creepy. Unexpectedly, she was very proficient in Mandarin.

“This Huaxia!” Qin Xuan looked calm and said lightly: “I will give you two options, hand over the souls of the three girls I swallowed before, and get out of China.”

"Second choice, die!"

As soon as these words came out, Mitty's smile froze, as if he had heard a random big joke, his body could not stand while smiling in the air.

"What's? Let me give up my soul and go? Or I'll die!"

"Hahaha, Huaxia, you're so funny!"

"Even the bald old donkey from three hundred years ago, dare not speak to me like this!"

His laughter echoed at night, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared, instead he showed a sneer, "Hey, even though this is only one of me, but if you want to expel me, instead he showed a sneer, is that up to you?"

He looked around and saw Yom creeping.

"Well, where is this place?"

"Honor the noble God of Witches, this is the Southwest China City!"

"A country in the southwest?"

With a little surprise, Mitty smiled grimly, "I remember, Pluo Temple seemed to be in the southwest. In the battle three hundred years ago, the bald donkey hurt me terribly. It's a pity now that he I'm worried I went to see his Buddha a long time ago, isn't it? "

"I want to see how much fun the souls of his disciples and grandchildren are!"

Three hundred years ago, he planned to march to China, but was stopped by a monk named Pluo Temple. When she thought about this, Mitty became annoyed.

“That Chinese boy, the witch god has no time to pay attention to you for now, forgive your life, and you will go home and burn incense to worship Buddha ... No, it was supposed to be a way to worship the witch god.” Mitty smiled wildly and lightly. Switch to Qin Xuan.

A chill flashed across Qin Xuan's brows, and said lightly: "It looks like you've chosen a dead end."

He stepped forward slowly, Eternal Immortal Art flowing in his body.

"Because you're looking for a dead end, then die!"

Qin Xuan's tone was light, and he had no patience in his heart.

This is the so-called witch god Mitty, to him, nothing more. If the god was here, perhaps it could make him look honest.

"Son, don't give up your face, this witch god is a rare grace once in a hundred years ..."

Before his words fell, the sword light instantly cut through his words.

Jianguangpi practiced like cold, penetrating the night.

In an instant, the smile on Mitty's face disappeared, and a spell appeared in his hand, and the surrounding branches turned into vines, forming a thick wooden shield in front of him.

Mitty's face was grim, and his eyes were filled with killing intent, "The witch god has changed his mind."

"Since you seek death like this, the witch god will first use your soul as an appetizer!"

He suddenly shouted into the sky, but the sound in his throat was as sharp as a needle, and bursts of sound waves churned the surrounding air into a fierce wind, sweeping out in all directions.

Qin Xuan walked in a strong wind, and the wind came three feet in front of him, as if he had been cut by an invisible force, and he did not even experience the ups and downs in his clothes.

The sound stopped suddenly and stopped simultaneously.The sharp contrast made people feel very uncomfortable.

However, in Mitison's cold eyes, the surrounding branches spread out and became entangled, turning into giant pythons and rushing towards Qin Xuan.

The sharp teeth were cold and like the real thing.

Inside the massive body of this giant python, the trees around it were toppled down one after another.

"Qin Xuan, be careful!" Mo Qinglian could not help but scream.

Sorcerer Mitty was not the grandmaster he had met before. Most likely it was an innate existence. Despite this, Mo Qinglian was horrified to think that the god might be an old monster that had lived for over five hundred years. Qin Xuan was worried.

But John looked up at this moment, looking at the magical skill of condensing wood into a python, with a face full of admiration.

"The supreme wizard god!"

He exclaimed so much, revealing shock in his heart.

Huh!

At this moment, a cold sword appeared in everyone's eyes.

Qin Xuan held onto the Immortal Sword and stepped forward like an arrow Under the edge of the Immortal Sword, this huge wooden python instantly split into two.

"Do you dare to be embarrassed in front of me with such a trick?"

Qin Xuan's words were full of disdain, a hint of condensation and transformation techniques, even now that he was able to use them casually, but what was the use of such a flashy technique?

Mitty was a little surprised, he didn't expect his magic to break easily, and he reacted immediately.

“Hua Xia boy, dare to underestimate this witch god?” Mitty's eyes flared, and the charm on half of his cheeks seemed to come to life.

He faced the sky with his hands, looking up at the sky, chanting an ancient spell.

Suddenly, a strange secret power fell on Qin Xuan.

With this kind of power resembling a spell, Qin Xuan's body actually grew from the wolf fur, which continued to spread from his skin, unexpectedly turning Qin Xuan into a wolf.

"Through spells, people's physiques change." Qin Xuan looked at Mi Di indifferently, "What's the point?"

the explosion!

The blood qi in the sea of blood exploded, and at that moment, the curse that penetrated into Qin Xuan's body was erased.

With this kind of spell, Mitty can turn ordinary people into wolf tigers, and even wolf tigers into sheep, but can Mitty turn a true dragon that has soared for nine days into a python?

In Qin Xuan's eyes, this kind of technique was useless to the strong and could only defeat the weak like a joke itself.

Mitty's expression changed, his eyes were astonished, more anger and hatred.

“Guy of China, you managed to anger this witch god, regret it!” Mitty began to get angry from his heart, and suddenly opened a hole in his wrist, and blood flowed out into an arrow of blood, and fell in front of him. About the spells cast by the technique.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow appeared behind Mitty, and the black shadow gradually condensed into substance.

When the black shadow was revealed in its entirety, there was a roar trampling the ground by this giant.

A five-meter-high black dragon appeared in front of Qin Xuan, as it was alive, its wings trembled, and the surrounding trees shattered like tofu.

The lush branches and leaves of trees that were originally around are now turned into flat land.

The black dragon was breathing, and a breath of purple-black magic spewed out from its nose, accompanied by sparks.

"Chuck, Huaxia kid, ****! You will become the ground under the claws of the black dragon Bane!" Mitty smiled triumphantly, standing on the black dragon's head.