Chapter 411 (1/2)

* the tribe wizard looked at the six magic curses on the mountainside.

But six ordinary witches dare to resist him. He will let them know what is the difference between a great wizard and a wizard!

* the eyes of the tribal witch with a bone stick suddenly closed their eyes.

After half a breath, it suddenly opens again!

I saw his muddy eyes full of twisted red blood, like nematodes in the random walk, a little black pupil, a glance as if to see the abyss, the black hole has no end.

The sorcery spell sound becomes more sharp and harsh, and the speed is faster and faster

* meanwhile, the tribe's wizards withered with the naked eye and then fell down like cancer patients.

Halfway up the hill.

The faces of the six witches changed greatly. They looked at each other with a resolute look in their eyes. All of a sudden, they all opened their mouths and let out a piercing howl!

The howl was almost as if it were from a human voice. It was like the howl of a fierce ghost. It was so harsh that people could not bear it.

Standing nearby, the tree man showed a painful expression on his face and tried his best to control his own tree silk.

The bodies of the six witches trembled slightly, and they could hardly hold their own bone sticks. Some of them slowly shed dark red blood from their ears, which was the result of the excessive mental power of the witches.

They've done their best.

but even so, they only weaken the witchcraft curse of the tribe * and not completely block it. The

* tribe wizard was strong enough. These days, he kept absorbing the source stone, and the strength increased. Now the witch curse is still consumed by his own blood. It has been extremely poisonous and terrible to the extreme.

If there are no six witches to resist and dissolve part of it, once a warrior below level 3 gets the curse, it will directly turn into a pool of rotten meat full of stench, which even vultures dare not eat.

* with the tribe of the tribe, the sharp and shrill chant.

* s thread of black green energy with curse is slowly falling into the alliance warriors near the tribe of the tribe.

The faces of the soldiers who were fighting to kill the enemy gradually showed a look of pain. They felt the sharp pain in their internal organs and joints. Then they were shocked to find that there were signs of ulceration on their skin, and their bodies became as hard as rust.

Life and death are in the blink of an eye on the battlefield.

* tribe soldiers' eyes sparked with excitement and brutality, and seized the opportunity to roar at once to kill their opponents.

Low in the air.

Ye Xi's eyes sank as he sat on his back.

Since the beginning of the war, he has never played, just quietly sitting on the back of the big bat, overlooking the overall situation.

It is not that he does not want to join the war, but the tribal chiefs and sorcerers are strongly opposed to him as a soldier on the battlefield, do not want him to risk. Originally Ye Xi didn't think so, but Tu Shanwu asked him two words.

He asked: ”Xiwu, you have met so many tribes when you are walking outside. Have you ever seen the witch relatives of any tribe go to the battlefield and fight hand to hand with a group of soldiers with knives?”

”Do you remember that you are now a sorcerer of thirty-five tribes vowing allegiance?”

These two words made Ye Xi's face pale and speechless, so he had to put an end to the idea. However, he did not use the ancestral witch bone staff, and he was just a common wizard. Now there are 18 witches in the tribal alliance, and he is not one of them.

After arranging the division of labor among the tribes, he just sat on the back of the big bat and looked at the battlefield to let the soldiers know that they were watching them fight, so as to encourage them.

But now, at last, he couldn't sit still. The sorcery of the

sorcery is even more strange than he thought, so that he could curse * so that the tribe would turn over.

killed that * tribal wizard! In the eyes of

, Ye Xi passed a trace of fierce Mannu, and asked for a crossbow from the crossbow team, raised his arm and pointed the arrow at the * tribal wizard.

Whoosh!

is stained with poisonous arrows, piercing the air, giving out a sharp whistle, and lighting * the head of the tribe wizard.