"Who is it? Who stole my Flame Banshee?"

Torres roared, and the Serpent of Fire felt the anger of his master, spit out a flame, and bombed everything around him. m

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Torres waved his staff and hit the air, completely losing his mind. He couldn’t be angry and got the Fire Banshee. His meditation efficiency increased by at least five times, which means that he can increase his rank higher in the same time. But now it's all over.

"No, Torres, calm down quickly, maybe the other party hasn't gone far, you still have the chance to find him." Torres bit his wrist with a bite and tore a piece of skin, he chewed a few times and swallowed it. In the stomach, pain is used to stimulate the brain to calm down.

Downton stumbled and ran in the cave, his brow flaming banshee with an orange-red glow, illuminating the dark environment so that he would not fall.

call! call!

As Downton breathed, a red breath spewed out like a dragon's breath, the high heat they contained made the air boil.

Just like the meridians on the leaves, from the imprint of the Banshee, a series of orange-red cracks appeared and began to spread downward, and soon spread throughout Downton's whole body.

The blood flowed out, but it quickly evaporated again, so Downton seemed to be wrapped in red steam. His right hand raised, and the wind of the gods came and healed the injured body.

"Torres may be chasing, but he can't join the Thyssen. He must first find a place to hide and completely solve the flame banshee."

Although he agreed with Thyssen on the meeting place, Downton couldn't believe him, fortunately, he had chosen the place in advance.

Struggling, Downton finally insisted that he ran into the cave, and after falling into it all at once, he could no longer climb up.

For thousands of years, the flame banshee has accumulated vast amounts of fire elemental energy, and now it is pouring and instilling into the soul tree.

Gaba! Gaba!

The root system is like a tree of souls immersed in the void, absorbing energy from elements. At this time, it became orange-red, even ignited, burning, and the black ashes continued to fall, but soon new leaves and bark were born.

This is combustion purification. Pure fire element will remove impurities. It makes the soul tree more developed and flourishing, and the carrying capacity and the amount of extraction of magic energy are more huge, but if Downton can't hold it, there will be no **** that will be burned.

Homer and the cheap **** cannot help. I can only watch it quietly, because this is Downton’s battle, and the will and body will be reborn in this kind of tempering.

Wrapped up in flames, Downton was as if thrown into the furnace. His body was like a sword embryo, forging and evolving.

The skin scorched, curled and shrunken, turned black, and then turned into ashes. Thoroughly flying, Downton was twitching unconsciously. In order to pass away without pain, he clung to his mind and gritted his teeth.

The flesh is burning! Bones are burning! Blood is burning! Soul is burning!

This is forging, this is strengthening. This is the endless smelting of spirit and flesh. In the process, the flame banshee raised her eyebrows, her hair fluttered, and she was more closely combined with Downton.

Downton is all red. It was like an iron ingot that had just been taken out of the furnace, glowing red and dazzling!

Over time, the fusion gradually ended!

The Soul Tree is suspended in Downton’s mind. In addition to the holy white, between the textures, there is a hint of orange, it is even taller, with a length of 26 meters, the branches are horizontal, and there is a spark between the bright and the dead. Floating like fireflies.

"His soul tree is actually breathing?"

The cheap **** is shocked, the soul tree is bright and dark, just like breathing, even spontaneously vomiting magic energy, and it knows that as the soul tree continues to grow stronger, the throughput will increase.

"It's worthy of being the 32nd place treasure on the Magic Potions list, and it deserves the evaluation of the word "priceless"!"

Homer said with emotion, the stronger Downton is, the happier it is of course.

"But he's so ugly, haha!"

The cheap **** smiled, because Downton was dark all over, and still had a burning smell, his head was even more bare, and his black hair was completely burned.

"Recording commemoration, this is black history!" Homer teased, it was not only heart, because after a while, Downton will be intact.

The energy of the flame banshee for thousands of years has not only strengthened the soul tree, but also forged his body. Downton’s body strength at this time is at least fifteen times that of the magician of the same order. Of course, these are drizzle. The precious gain, or his meditation efficiency skyrocketed.

Homer estimated that Downton’s current affinity for magic power is almost the same as that of the dead Banshee Celesis, and cultivation continues at the current speed. Before the age of 25, Downton is likely to be promoted to the Dragon Slayer.

Half a day later, Downton woke up. Instead of feeling a little tired, he felt that his body was full of inexhaustible power.

"Haha, I succeeded!"

Downton punched the wall of the cave and realized that he had been promoted to the fifth level of war. He became more and more excited, and could not help Chang Xiao, then ran wildly to the meeting place.

"How did you become this ghost?"

Seeing Downton, Thyssen almost didn't recognize it.

"It will be better in a few days." Downton laughed. "Oh, why didn't you go back to the tribe?"

"Did you catch the Flame Banshee?" Thyssen grabbed Downton's shoulder, looking forward to the answer. How strong Torres, he had already seen it with his own eyes. He didn't believe Downton could take food from the tiger's mouth.

"What do you think?" Downton wiped his eyebrows with the back of his hand.

"Really got it, it's incredible!" Thyssen's eyes were suddenly attracted by the banshee's brand. It was an orange-red rune pattern. Although abstract, it can also be seen as a banshee's outline. "Quick, summon the banshee to show me."

Downton blinked, the brand flashed, and the Banshee emerged, flapping her wings, flying around the owner a few times, sat on his head, and blinked her ruby-colored eyes. Thyssen.

"so cute!"

Thyssen reached out to touch the banshee and was bitten on her index finger.

"Downton, I said that if I didn’t create chaos and let you escape, what would you do?" Thyssen asked. He felt his own existence was the key to the success of Downton’s plan, so he wanted to take this Go back to the map.

"Oh, what did you say?" Downton asked back, then snapped his fingers.

"Of course it is failure!" Thyssen just finished. Suddenly horrified, he looked at the cave next to him, and a ghoul wearing leather armor wrapped in white bandages came out quietly.

"Arrogant, do you think the master will completely believe you?" Jackson snorted, spitting.

"Undead?" Thyssen was about to start. Immediately, he was stared at by the ghoul like an idiot. He felt more and more ashamed.

"It's my demon servant, and it was released before I went to the outpost. If you don't show up, it will take on your task."

Downton smiled and shook his finger, "Please forgive me for concealing, although I regard you as a friend, but you don't seem to think so."

"From today on, you are my true friend of Thyssen!" Thyssen threw a punch in Downton's chest. He is now completely convinced, what is a perfect strategy? This is. He was fortunate that he did not hurt the boy, otherwise he must have become a cold body.

"What a fool, when you appeared to lead the scout, I already regarded you as a friend!" Downton took out the map and replaced it with Thyssen. "Take it back. Rest assured, I use the Templars 'S honor guarantee, absolutely no one can get your tribal position from my mouth."

"I believe you!"

Thysson withdrew the map and sighed with relief, such a complicated map. He did not believe that Downton had time to make a copy and write it down.

Downton shrugged his shoulders, and with Homer's power, let alone a holographic copy, people can remember it all at a glance.

"Okay, what are you going to do now?" Downton clapped his hands, took out the beer can and took a sip, then handed it to Thyssen.

"Go to my tribe as a guest!" Thyssen took a sip and invited Downton.

"Well, are you going to let me **** you back to the tribe?" Downton ridiculed. "There are so many adventurers on the road. It is too dangerous for you to walk alone. If you cover me, you will definitely reduce the chance of being found."

"Sorry!" Thyssen scratched his hair embarrassedly. Downton was so smart that he couldn't deceive him.

"Go!" Downton led the way.

"You agree?" Thyssen was overjoyed, chasing up. "Honey, give me some more. I haven't eaten for more than a day, so hungry."

"Can you leave me a bit?" Downton smiled. This is the planned thing for the Giant Tribe. He didn't believe that the tribe will have any local products. When the time comes, a teleportation array will be established and can be shipped from the king. A lot of materials are traded.

One day later, the two left the volcanic cave and stepped on the ground. Because of the flame banshee, Downton did not feel so uncomfortable with the heat.

"Since you are a local, you should know where to grow herbs?" Downton is expensive, so you don't want to use junk herbs, only pick rare ones.

"of course!"

Thyssen voted for Lee~lightnovelpub.net~ Would like to repay Downton with all his might, no way, he fell in love after seeing Downton's Sherman fight the bear, and the stalker is a must.

Downton was very generous and gave him a gift, so it was Thyssen's mountains and mountains to find him a potion.

"Oh, another plant, should it be worth 10,000 or 20,000?" Thyssen grabbed the potion and jumped off the hill. "When I return to the tribe, I will give you the armor forged by my father, and I won't let you suffer."

Thyssen also understands that fighting bears are expensive, so Downton's generosity makes him grateful.

"I'm not asking for money!" Downton rolled his eyes. "You drink tens of thousands of gold coins in one bite!"

"Hey, I know!" Thyssen scratched his hair. He was very embarrassed. As a tribe boy, he was actually very simple and straightforward. You are good to him, he is better to you, which is why Downton enveloped him.

PS: Downton’s killing journey is about to begin, counterattack!