Witchcraft is an evil vision planted by ancient witches using the natural spirits between heaven and earth.
In fact, not only ancient witches can use it, but also ordinary people.
This is the truth of "A crowd's words make gold, but a heap of words sheds light upon bones."
It's just that if ordinary people maliciously insult and curse others, they will easily suffer backlash.
This is one of the reasons why all religious schools ask believers to practice oral ethics.
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I saw countless indescribable natural spirits being summoned by Wu Luo. They circled like black smoke for a week and then rushed toward Wei Qing and Ran Min with a grin.
Even if they are stronger than them, they are still unable to resist such mysterious attack methods.
I can only watch helplessly as the curse enters my body.
The champion, Hou Huo Qubing, is in better condition because he has been worshiped by Chinese residents for thousands of years and can withstand the witchcraft even if the people wish to bless him.
But the same cannot be said for Ran Min: after all, he is just a silent hero, or he has mixed reputations and reputations.
The burly figure shriveled up instantly under the erosion of the witchcraft.
So much so that the originally well-fitting black armor appeared to be much larger.
Driven by the opportunity, not only Ran Min, but also his 800 begging army did the same.
If ordinary people encountered such a huge change, how could they have the courage to continue fighting? It would be better if they didn't collapse on the spot.
But after all, Ran Min is the King of Wu Dao, the first beggar in the world!
Seeing that he was really about to disappear into thin air, it completely aroused the fierceness in his blood.
Amidst bursts of wild laughter, Heshen rushed towards Wuluo.
"There are so many people who have been looking forward to my death throughout the ages, but I still exist today!"
"Even if you die, I will take you with me on the road!"
A general is the courage of a soldier.
The coach said this, and "Eight Hundred Beggars" instantly burst out with fierce fighting spirit.
Like a hungry tiger rushing towards food, it rushed towards Wuluo.
"We, ants, are begging for a living in humble circumstances! Anyone who stops me from begging for a living will die!"
"kill!!"
As an ancient witch, Wuluo never expected that there would be an army like the Beggar Army in the world, and they would become even more fierce and fearless in desperate situations!
Unexpectedly, he was surrounded by a legion of beggars.
Especially the beggar army who rushed towards him, seeing that their weapons were ineffective, actually threw themselves on Wuluo with their men and horses.
The people and horses gnawed at Wu Luo together.
Even if he can't bite, he can't bite, and his mouth is full of blood, he still smiles and refuses to give up!
This is the beggar army!
Even if I die, I will bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy and swallow it in his belly!
No one expected that the war would be so tragic right from the beginning.
Now the beggar army is like ants surrounding Wu Luo, so that Huo Qubing and his Sirius Cavalry are unable to help even if they want to help.
Just when the champion Hou Huo Qubing was in a state of panic, he heard Wu Luo roar and send all the beggars surrounding him flying away, and then flew high in the air.
Even though he was not injured, his clothes were torn into strips of cloth and hung loosely on his body.
"How dare you treat me like this? You deserve to die. You all deserve to die!"
After saying this, he raised the skull and bone staff and cast another witchcraft spell.
But before he could speak, he heard a roar.
Immediately, a giant leaped up high, holding a black-gold copper stick and smashed it hard on Wuluo's head.
It is the cocoon of wickedness that has arrived in a hurry.
"Why do you have such a bad mouth, you stinky old man? What are you thinking about? Master Yu, I'll blow your brains out!!"
Wu Luo had actually sensed the arrival of the Wicked Cocoon a long time ago, but he didn't notice the half-naked primitive man.
Now that he saw that he actually dared to attack me, he calmly said "Back off".
The wicked cocoon was also stunned when he heard this, and then the copper rod accelerated and smashed down.
"I have to retreat if you ask me to retreat? Who do you think you are? The most brave little monster or the best father in the world?!"
How could Wu Luo have thought that after he fell into deep sleep, an ungrateful body would appear in the human race.
He was accidentally hit on the head with a brass stick.
There was just a muffled bang, and Wu Luo's entire body exploded instantly, not to mention his head.
It was torn apart like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer, shooting everywhere!
"Hahahaha!" Seeing that he had killed the enemy with one blow, Wicked Cocoon was so excited that he couldn't stop laughing.
"I'm so good, I'm so good. I'll fuck you to pieces in no time!"
As an ancient shaman, the elder of the clan was not as optimistic as Wicked Cocoon. He hurriedly asked the Sirius cavalry to rescue the people in the small courtyard who were bound, and reminded him loudly.
"Cocoon, you have to be careful, don't be careless!"
"He is a witch, the most mysterious and ancient of the ten ancient witches!!"
Even after being reminded, Wicked Cocoon obviously did not realize the terror of the enemy, but he quickly stared at it carefully with his big innocent eyes.
If you don’t know it, you will be shocked.
I saw the broken dregs of Wu Luo, rushing towards the nearby vegetation and creatures.
It's like a ball of black bugs - or a black ball composed of countless bugs!
The beggar army and iron wolf cavalry can naturally avoid it, but the rest of the vegetation and animals will be in dire straits.
Anyone attached to the black mass will have all the life essence sucked out instantly, turning into a pile of powder and blowing away in the wind.
Wicked Cocoon was horrified by what he saw: "I'm going! Great First Warrior, hurry up and reveal yourself. What the hell is this!!"