"Well, thank you for your generous help!"

The skeleton mage waved the bone bow in his hand, expressed his gratitude to the man in black, and then turned around and ran towards the south.

Escape to the south gate is absolutely logically correct, there are still enemies who are resisting tenaciously!

Looking at the figure of the skeleton mage gradually fading away under the moonlight, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief and took off the cloak above his head.

It turns out that he is Shen Zhui.

After blocking the magic arrow shot by the skeleton mage, Chen Zhui had secretly calculated the disappearance time of the eight-clawed water ghost in his heart.

It's almost three minutes.

So, Chen Zhui ordered the eight-clawed water ghost to release the poisonous fog, which prevented the skeleton mage from acting rashly, but also blocked his sight.

In just half a minute, the eight-clawed water ghost was taken away by Chen Xiaohe. Chen Zhui no longer had any transportation tools, so he took out the black cloak from the space ring and draped it on himself.

Pretending to be a member of the Black Ghost Magician Legion, this is Chen Zhui’s plan.

If he chooses to fight against the skeleton mage, there will be no chance of life. Not to mention whether he can beat the intermediate primary skeleton mage. As long as he is dragged by the skeleton mage, when the black ghost magician behind him arrives, he will have nowhere to escape.

At this moment, Chen Zhui looked at the silent surroundings and continued to run towards the city lord's mansion.

At the same time, a dazzling light rushed towards the sky in the direction of the south city, and a gorgeous light like fireworks condensed into a huge demon with two horns in the sky!

It was a signal flare of the Black Ghost Magicians' Legion, commanding all the Dark Mages to gather in the direction of the south gate.

On the empty street, a black shadow was running towards the south gate.

It was an ordinary dark magician. His dark magic robe was filled with red blood, and the black ghost logo on his chest looked hideous and terrifying.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth. An excited light burst out in the dark mage's eyes. If it weren't for the gathering military order in the sky, he should still be enjoying the feast of blood at this time!

What those terrified residents brought him not only a feeling of fullness, but also a spiritual enjoyment.

Just as he broke the ribs of his prey one by one, this joy of bliss reached an unprecedented peak!

Suddenly, the dark magician noticed the dangerous aura. He hurriedly turned his head and saw a dark shadow passing by his neck!

"Uh..." The Dark Mage widened his eyes in horror, and a huge fear wrapped his whole body, like his former prey.

He covered his neck tightly with his pale hands, but the red blood still involuntarily poured out and formed a cheerful stream on the ground.

Chen Zhui walked out of the shadow, took off the magic robe from the dark mage, and put it on his body. Suddenly, a heavy bloodshed rushed into his nostrils.

Chen Zhui frowned, and a fireball technique burned the Dark Mage's body to ashes.

Of course, there is also his ugly head. Chen Zhui will not forget to extinguish the dark fire, which symbolizes the origin of the life of the dark magician.

He needed this black ghost mark on his magic robe, which would become amulet for Chen Zhui, and would save him a lot of trouble in this bloody winter night.

Shengzhao looked at the gorgeous and hideous demon in the southern sky, and it enveloped the entire Saitu City, bringing endless disasters and nightmares to this city that has stood for thousands of years.

At this moment, countless people looked up at the terrifying demon. The black ghost magicians excitedly threw away the corpse in their hands and rushed towards the south city gate. The residents of Saitu Town ran away in even more horror, going to one of the few teleportation magic circles to seize a glimmer of hope.

At some point, the lead-gray clouds had become entangled in the sky, and the fine pure white snowflakes slowly fell down, covering the injured city with a dreamlike veil.

Along the way, Chen Zhui saw countless broken limbs and arms scattered on the street, with white bones exposed. Under the thin layer of snow, the red blood had condensed into ice, giving people a shocking visual impact.

There is not a complete corpse!

He endured the surging waves in his stomach and chased the scarlet streets. The broken limbs on the ground made him unable to find a suitable place to settle down, and he would step on the frozen flesh and blood if he accidentally stepped on the frozen flesh and blood.

Under the dim street lights, a few shadows of dark mages occasionally floated by. They cast alert eyes at Chen Zhui. After seeing the black ghost mark on his chest, they all silently gathered towards the south gate.

Of course, Chen Zhui would not cause trouble. He turned a few street corners and finally arrived in front of the castle of the Wind Wolf Union.

At this moment, this originally majestic and domineering castle has become a ruin. The blue wind wolf corpse and the dark undead mages are buried in the ruins, telling Chen a tragic and tragic true story!

Chen Zhui closed his eyes silently, raised his right arm and smashed it in his chest, giving a heavy battle salute to the magicians who sacrificed their lives to defend the city.

Suddenly, Chen Zhui heard a weak wail, unlike a human voice.

He followed the sound and found a wind wolf pressed under the stone pillar.

Under the dim moonlight, the green hair of the wind wolf was covered with blood stains, and a huge penetrating wound came from its neck to its abdomen, and the white broken bones were revealed from the flesh and blood.

"Ah oh ~~"

The wind-wielding wolf wailed weakly, his eyes dimmed, and his hot nose condensed into a white mist in the bitter cold wind.

Chen Zhui understood that the injury was too serious and it could not survive.

If there is a light magician here, maybe...but this is a luxury, a sad luxury.

Chen Zhui took a deep breath and took out the black evil from the space ring.

He held the knife in his hand and slowly walked towards the weak wind in the bitter cold wind.

The wind wolf seemed to feel something. It opened its dark eyes and looked at Chen Zhui.

One man and one wolf exchanged glances in the wind and snow.

Then, the Wolf of Wind closed his eyes, raised his huge head, and obediently exposed his elegant neck.

It already knew what Chen Zhui was going to do, and it seemed to have a kind of ease of relief.

Under the dim moonlight, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes floated all over the sky. Chen Zhui raised the black evil in his hand, and his heart couldn't help feeling sad.

"Swish~~"

The black evil streaked across the neck of the wind wolf, and the hot blood immediately spurted out, and a bright red star map condensed on the ground.

The Black Evil Sword is very fast, so fast that it will not bring any pain to the Wind Wolf.
Chapter completed!