Chapter 1497 The Identity of the Warlock

"What is this again?"

Lin Hong frowned, secretly thinking that this magician is really difficult to deal with.

The demon groaned a little: "It should be a cover formed by magic, and I vaguely saw the corpse of the bug on it."

"Stop talking..."

Lin Hong said with a wry smile, already a little disgusted.

a His paw summoned a Shadao: "Grandma, do you have any last words to say?"

"You alone are not worthy of my last words!"

The sorcerer seems to be very confident and uses sorcery frequently, but it doesn't work at all.

"hateful!"

The magician was in a panic, the staff in his hand flickered, and powerful energy escaped.

Lin Hong stepped back again and again, frowning: "What is this?"

"This is the evil thunder that I have cultivated in the undead world for so many years. It can kill anything!"

There was a bit of cruelty on the magician's face.

Lin Hong frowned and had no choice but to retreat and concentrate on defense, but the result was not satisfactory.

A powerful thunder flew out of the staff directly.

"boom!!!"

The ground shook and the mountains swayed, hitting Lin Hong with precision.

"This is my trump card, the trump card of invincibility, no one can live under this thunder." The magician closed his eyes and said.

"Then I'm the first?"

Lin Hong's voice suddenly came out, appearing indifferent.

The magician's eyes widened: "How is it possible, you should have been hacked to death!"

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't die that easily."

Lin Hong walked towards her slowly with a faint smile on his face.

The gold powder on his body not only helped him resist those weird attacks, but also improved his defense so much that he didn't die from the thunder.

"You know, you were wrong from the very beginning." Lin Hong expressed indifferently.

"You can't kill me, no one in this world can kill me."

The warlock gritted his teeth and stared at him with clenched fists, his eyes filled with anger.

Lin Hong shook his head slightly: "I really don't know where the confidence comes from."

After he finished speaking, there was a fierce flash of light, and he directly chopped off the Yingying sword in his hand.

"Ugh—"

With the flash of the sword light, a human head fell to the ground.

"Is it over?" Lin Hong rubbed his sore brows, this damned difficult magician was finally solved by himself.

"Why did she just say no one could kill her?"

At this moment, the heart demon was very puzzled.

Lin Hong shrugged: "Maybe it was some nonsense she said before she died, don't worry about it."

But just to be on the safe side, he still burned the magician's body completely.

"This time it's really over, you can go back."

With a relaxed smile on Lin Hong's face, he turned and left, and only the corpse of the sorcerer remained on the ground.

"Husband, how is the situation?" Fu Jiaojiao and the others had been waiting for a long time in the East Emperor Bell in the village.

"The trouble is solved, the magician died under my sword."

After Lin Hong finished speaking with a chuckle, he looked at the other people present. The most important thing now is to take the power of Lord Hades in the boy's body as his own, so as to make himself stronger after resurrection.

By that time, he might be invincible in the living world.

He cleared his throat: "Get ready, we will leave tomorrow."

"yes!"

The teenager's parents and uncle responded respectively.

Afterwards, Lin Hong put away the Eastern Emperor Bell, and everyone dispersed on the spot.

...

"It's all said, I can't die, it's a curse, and I just want to do something that makes me interesting."

The pile of wizard ashes suddenly gathered together, forming a person.

It was the magician himself: "I thought he could kill me, but it turned out to be like this again."

"The most painful punishment in the world is not being able to die."

Warlocks actually have a very high propensity to die, but it's a pity that she can't do anything about it.

"Sooner or later, I will kill you." The magician turned to show a frightening expression.

"Ah Choo—"

Fu Jiaojiao, who was in the village, suddenly sneezed, feeling a little strange.

She looked at Lin Hong: "Husband, is that guy really dead?"

"That's right, I even burned his body to ashes, isn't it already gone?"

Lin Hong rubbed his chin, feeling a little uncertain.

The only pity is that the dragonfly monster is dead, and the death is unclear, but he knows that it is definitely related to the magician.

"That's good..." Fu Jiaojiao nodded slightly.

"Silly girl, don't be so nervous, relax a little bit, don't think too much."

Lin Hong raised his hand and rubbed her head, stretched his waist after speaking, and walked out of the room to breathe fresh air.

The heart demon's voice was filled with solemnity: "This matter is a bit strange, it seems that the magician is not dead."

"How can it be?"

Lin Hong frowned slightly, the shock in his heart could not be concealed.

"I've been observing that place, and the ashes disappeared. They didn't disappear, but they just disappeared." The heart demon didn't understand what happened, and couldn't guess it.

"It didn't disappear, but it disappeared. Isn't this just hiding its whereabouts after resurrection?"

Lin Hong felt his back getting hairy, and suddenly felt something was wrong after he finished speaking, and suddenly there were strange sounds in the room in front of him.

He walked over quickly: "What's the situation?"

Inside the room were the boy's parents. The two of them had red eyes and were madly attacking each other.

"The magician really didn't die."

The inner demon is a little helpless, this is already obvious.

"How is it possible?" Lin Hong couldn't understand, he had already burned it to ashes, and according to the rules of the undead world, it had already been wiped out.

"There are still too many unexplored things in this world, use the Donghuang Bell quickly."

The inner demon often vents his breath, and if he doesn't react quickly, it is very likely that he will suffer as well.

"Come out, Donghuang Bell, grow bigger!" Lin Hong raised his hand to summon the Donghuang Bell, and soon, it covered the small village.

"What just happened?"

"Oh my God, I'm always injured."

The teenager's parents looked at each other, seeing incredible in each other's eyes.

Lin Hong coughed lightly: "Although I really don't want to admit this fact, but the magician has been resurrected, we must respond as soon as possible."

"Can it be resurrected? This reminds me of a legend..."

The boy's mother was a little surprised when he saw him outside the window, but she quickly remembered something and showed a serious look on her face.

"What is it? Can you tell me about it?" Lin Hong couldn't help asking.

"Don't you know that as an emissary from the underworld?"

The teenage mother was perplexed.

Lin Hong shrugged: "I have only been an envoy of the underworld for a few years, and I am not very old, how could I know?"

"Okay then, please listen to me carefully."

The boy's mother said.

"That was still the era of the underworld, and we were under the arrangement of Lord Yan every day."

"It is said that Lord Yan has a concubine. No one knows who she is, and she hides it very well."

"Until that day..."

"Yan Wangye was furious, it turned out that his little wife found Xiaosan."

"In order to punish them, the mistress suffered a lot and died after 3,000 years, while the mistress was granted immortality."

The teenager's mother will tell the general process.

Lin Hong was very surprised: "Since he is so powerful, how could he be succeeded by the Lord of the Undead?"

"Yan Wang is the most powerful person in the whole world. There is no doubt about it. There are many opinions about this matter. I think the most credible thing is that Yan Wang was seriously injured for some reason, so he lost to the undead. Lord."

The boy's father stepped forward, aggrieved.