High Magic Earth

　　 Yi Xuan hummed out of the alley, a trace of unknown ashes fell from the sky, Yi Xiao licked the corner of his mouth, the distant bell of the church sounded, Yi Xiao reached out and felt the tranquility of the world quietly.

The hurried people in suits and clothes, and the background of the night, the most often reminiscent is the laborers who return home. Perhaps there is a virtuous wife and a cute baby waiting for him at home. The dinner and the walk after the meal will definitely sweep away the fatigue of the day.

　　 If it weren’t for the corpses and bloodstains all over the alley behind.

　　 Several promiscuous people leaned back on the ground, each of them had a deep wound on their neck. This was the damage caused by Shenying Wufeng, there was no extra action, and one blow was fatal.

There are two pieces of werewolf on the ground. That’s right, the pieces are like ice chips, scattered all over the place. The original Yi Chou was trying to kill them with silverware, causing the scene where the demon hunter did, but found himself The silver weapons seem to be unable to harm them.

　　 So Yi Chao could only use magic to blow the two werewolves to pieces.

Of course, not everyone is dead. Some of the people who know the current affairs, Yi Xiao, just cleaned their memories. Of course, this is a simple way of hiding, because Yi Bao feels that if there are really powerful people looking for themselves, In this world where the soul will go to **** after death, the other party can trace the soul to find out the facts.

　　 Therefore, Yi Biao feels that he is too hidden to use.

　　 Fortunately, he still got the news he wanted about the power of the demon hunter.

According to what was recorded in the head of this werewolf, the demon hunter is an unknown force. No one knows how he came, and no one knows how to exercise, but all the demon hunters firmly believe that maybe God or maybe He may be a certain thing, he has faith, believe, he will succeed.

　　Early believes in his judgment. Once he makes a judgment, he will achieve this goal. Of course, it is not the kind that does not hit the south wall and does not look back. Overall, he still believes in his intellect, or instinct.

　　 is instinct, Yi Xuan can accurately judge the beginning and the end of things, reason is on the one hand, instinct occupies a large part, every time a problem, Yi Xuan subconsciously will find the right direction.

　　 Many people also have this kind of situation. When they encountered an unknown problem, they didn't know the so-called finding the right way, but after careful reasoning, they didn't have the feeling at that time.

　　 This is an instinct, or the sixth sense of the subconscious.

　　But Yi Chou found that although he firmly believed in and believed in something like this, he still could not use new powers other than spiritual power and magic power, and the power of exorcism was completely absent.

　　Early arguing whether he lied to himself.

　　 He left the skinny, who didn't see the werewolves at all, to practice his hands. It seemed that he hadn't faced the power he had for a long time.

　　Magic power, spiritual power, two kinds, and the division of this consciousness set to him is also very general, and his own cognition of power is also very vague.

　　 So the werewolf was very miserable. Yi Chou made him a good toss. Fortunately, the werewolf is a race with strong self-healing ability, so it can withstand Yi Clan's destruction.

　　 It seems that luck has not been on his side since the beginning of Yi Chao's crossing, but this time Yi luck seems to be good. After studying for more than ten minutes, Yi Xiao unexpectedly received a new hint in his mind.

　　 was a pleasant surprise, Yi Xiao narrowed his eyes.

[Wizard Bloodline: Every kind of power has its origin. Your blood contains magical power. Magic is magical. The magic of the wizard was originally derived from magical creatures. Now you have integrated spiritual power into your magic power. This is The power that belongs to you can only be tapped by you. 】

[Spiritual power: Every kind of power has its origin. There are many definitions of spiritual power, perhaps from itself, or from external, perhaps innate, or acquired. Originally your spiritual power was only diffused, but now you Your spiritual power has merged with your magic power, and only you will know what changes will take place. 】

[Inheritance of Exorcism: Every kind of power has its origin. Exorcism is a profession and a belief. It comes from the soul and comes from the heart. You don’t have it yet. It is a kind of extroversion and spiritual power. It’s very similar, but it’s another power.

　　Early sitting on the rental in the evening, reading the newly received information, this time the information is more comprehensive, and may represent himself promoted.

Yi Biao's thoughts drifted far away, and his body seemed to be called the law of the existence of the body, but the power of the exorcist was unavailable. I don't know what the reason is. It really is the old saying. The more you know, the more you know. Did you find your ignorance, Yi Xuan frowned.

　　 The taxis stop and go, like an old man staggering. Fortunately, this is the poor neighborhood of Los Angeles. If it is New York's time to press the car, it is now possible to stop and sleep.

　　 In order to take a shortcut, the car slowly drove into a quiet street.

　　. . .

　　Angela walked anxiously on the road, still thinking of Constantine's wicked words. After scratching her head, she spread out her hair.

　　 is really an asshole, at this time the real idea in her heart.

　　 "Hey, detective." There was a person behind him, and the familiar and nasty tone came.

"If I tell you that God made a bet with the devil, and the bet is the soul of all humans, do you believe it?" Constantine followed, and the two walked into the car, discussing while walking ~www.mtlnovel. com~ Angela naturally has no good temper, "I will tell you to go back to your doctor."

　　 "Don't argue with me, their agreement is that they can't directly enter the world, they can only exert influence, and finally see who can win." Constantine didn't care. It is estimated that things that have not been believed have been encountered many times.

　　 "Well, I won't argue with you, but why?" Angela said perfunctoryly.

　　 "Whoever knows, maybe it's because of fun." Constantin's tone was somewhat disdainful.

"Oh, that's really fun. Is it fun for the husband to kill the wife, fun for the mother to drown the child, you attribute it to the devil? You are wrong, Constantine is a person, and the talent is the devil." Angela shook Shaking his head, a little disappointed.

　　 "You are right, human nature is evil, plus some guidance..." Constantine said.

　　 "Thank you for giving me a lesson, but unfortunately I don't believe in the devil." Angela glanced at him.

　　 In the conversation, the street lamp in the distance flashed twice and went out, one after another, the whole street was dark in the blink of an eye

　　 One piece, no fingers reached.

　　 is very dark. This kind of black is so deep that it seems to have never been bright.

　　 "It's just a power outage." Angela also jumped, subconsciously refuting.

"Not like." Constantine focused, listening to the sound of the distance, with the sound of wings, it seems to be a winged devil, you can deal with it, and so on. What is this, Constantine heard the faint rumbling sound, like Is the footsteps.

　　 A big guy!