Monster Hunting High School

As Fatty Xin unfolded the first paragraph of "Uncle is in the grave, the fire is rising", the originally dark and damp forest must have felt something, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more lively.

Tall trees, low shrubs, ferns without branches, colorful fungi, etc. These plants that have lived in the forest for generations seem to have received uneasy signals from the air, as if they were frightened. , secreting moist liquid crazily, gurgling down the trunk and leaf veins, covering itself with a life jacket full of moisture.

At the same time, the branches and leaves collided with each other, making rustling sounds, as if begging for mercy; the canes that were originally chasing the Sin Hunting Team behind them also rolled into a ball and rolled back at full speed. There were even many trees that fell over on their own, making harsh and rough friction sounds, trying to carve out a fire break.

Behind the young wizards, the obstacles on the road leading out of the forest were also cleared in a short time, including weeds, trees, and the lush canes, shrubs, ferns and other plants. They all worked hard to move their bodies and help them. Make way for a wide road.

"Is this... praying for peace?"

Zheng Qing looked at the performance of the surrounding forest with great interest, thoughtfully. Maybe they still underestimated the ability of the vine demon. Looking at the orderly adjustments all around, it was obvious that the power of the vine demon was much more powerful than they had previously speculated. It's even possible that this forest is a back garden created by that guy.

"continue."

Noticing Zhang Jixin's questioning look, the captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team shook his head slightly and made his opinion clear.

Even without the experience brought back by the shadow, the young wizard still clearly remembers what Lao Yao said in a class not long ago - the relationship between wizards and monsters is a life-or-death relationship. No compromise, no appeasement, no mercy.

This is not a struggle, but a war, a destruction!

After receiving the clear answer, Zhang Jixin immediately grinned with a satisfied smile.

He raised one hand in front of him, with the Dharma book spread out steadily on his palm, and pressed the other hand on the Dharma book. He cleared his throat, and after Zheng Qing's signal, he read in a loud voice:

"Uncle is here! Huo Lieju Yang!"

The fragile sparks that were originally hanging on the grass tips, tree branches, and branches suddenly swelled under the blessing of this spell, and the fire suddenly became much stronger, like an inflated orange-red balloon, turning into a A huge fireball.

If the previous moment was when summer flowers were in full bloom, then at this moment, this forest has turned into a fruitful autumn season.

It's just that there is no sweet and rich juice in these fruits, only cruel and hot fire poison.

The forest roared.

The thick branches, vines, and aerial roots stretched out again, waving, carrying the wet breath, and frantically beating the strong fireballs around them. But those orange-red 'fruits' all grow on the trees, and the more they are beaten, the more they spread.

Zheng Qing raised his hand and pressed it, stopping Xiao Xiao from saying the third sentence, "Uncle is here".

Then he opened the Dharma book in front of him, took a deep breath, and shouted softly:

"Hehe Yanyan, Yun I have nothing to do!"

"The strong wind has its own consequences, and the results are endless!"

An invisible wave rippled with the Dharma book as the center, sweeping away the moisture in the entire forest. The heat of the scorching sun above our heads seemed to be drawn down by this spell, and the whole world was shrouded in steam. Then, a fast and violent wind blew in from outside, passing through the forest and driving the burning fireballs deeper into the forest. The disaster seemed to be endless.

These were two spells that Zheng Qing retrieved from the depths of his consciousness - his subconscious told him that these spells were called 'splicing spells' - although he did not understand which spells were spliced ​​together, and he also He had never learned it before, but Zheng Qing was able to perform it very easily.

Now it seems that the effect is quite good.

Especially the shocked expressions on the faces of the other hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team are even more satisfying.

"It's your turn, doctor." Zheng Qing snapped his fingers, swung his arms again, and continued to play his own time: "Attention, three, two, one, up!"

Xiao Xiao suppressed the shocked expression on his face, held the Dharma book in one hand, and pointed to the mantra with the other hand. With a calm tone, he read out the last part of the mantra of "Uncle Zaisu" word by word:

"Uncle is here, and the fire is strong!"

The orange-red fireballs were connected in a spell, and the flames were like golden chains, tightly holding the forest in the center. When the afterglow of the spell ended, these chains suddenly tightened, closed, and then exploded one after another. The miserable and helpless cry of the vine demon pierced everyone's eardrums and echoed above the flames.

Zheng Qing raised his head and looked around. There were flames in all directions, and the air seemed to be ignited by the raging fire.

Fight back? There was no way to fight back. Under the fierce wind and fire, it was too late for the vine demon to escape with all his strength. How could he have any spare energy to cause trouble for these wizards!

"The north wind is cool." Xiao Xiao waved his hand and cast another spell.

It's just that the cold wind that was originally supposed to be chilling turned into hot wind under the baking of layers of fire.

"I have the 'Cold Air Talisman' here," Zheng Qing took out five gray talisman papers from the gray cloth bag and gave them to several teammates: "You are lucky, I originally 'got' these talisman papers from Mr.'s closet. , prepared for the summer heat.”

"Aren't you sir?" Zhang Jixin looked a little confused, but his subordinate took the talisman without any ambiguity and slapped him on the forehead with his backhand.

As the smoke curled up from the talisman paper, a satisfied and contented expression appeared on his face.

"Let's go out first. The elder's brain is almost cooked by the fire." Fatty Xin complained at the side: "The brain is not big to begin with, and if it is cooked again, I am afraid that all the muscles will be left."

Zhang Jixin's red face was filled with a layer of purple aura. But instead of arguing with the fat man, he clapped his fingers threateningly and gave the fat man a sideways glance.

Xin lowered his head decisively and concentrated on studying the cold talisman on his belly.

"Are you ready to move the spell?" Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing: "Now that there is no interference from the vine demon, we should be able to move out of this forest accurately."

Zheng Qing nodded and immediately turned the Dharma book to the last few pages:

"Five peons pengpeng, ten luan clang clang!"

With a whispered spell, he tapped the page with his fingers. Five haloes soared from the book and fell on the five people in an orderly manner.

Accompanied by a clanging sound of bells, five figures suddenly passed away and disappeared into the blazing forest.

Behind the five people, the forest twisted crazily in the fire, whipped the paper, roared, then turned to low whimpering, and finally became completely quiet and slowly stiffened.

The orange-red flames gradually faded away along with the stiff corpses of those trees, leaving only a charred, black and dead world.

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