Versatile Mage Chapter 2079: Golden blade marks, drinking blood Evil Wind

It belongs to me, and I would like to face it alone.

The words of Zhan Kong lingered in the ears of Mo Fan´s, and at the same time, Mo Fan also regained its freedom, without any further suppression.

He can move, but he ca n’t take any step for a while.

Just now Mo Fan knew the promoter of this conspiracy. What made him particularly helpless was that this promoter was not a thorough-minded bastard, he was fighting for interests. He just started from the perspective of being an old man and wanted his grandson to be free from the cruel living dead Curse.

And the mastermind in front of the battle of "Hundreds of Years Later" also prevents Mo Fan from having any arguments. He is also not for himself, nor the so-called Holy City authoritarian rule. What he wants is that after thousands of years, people will not be invaded by the prosperous darkness.

Instead, Mo Fan himself ...

He is wrong on any side. Because this is a dispute that does not belong to you.

Waiting quietly for a result is the best respect for everyone!

......

A piece of Black Armored Robe, the face is completely a cloud of gas, even the deterrent eyes can't see it for many times.

From the top of the mountain, he did not choose the popular Holy City, but stepped step by step to the battlefield of the inverted city. The brilliant lights and the blazing flames of the tower suddenly covered a layer as Zhan Kong stepped In the cold veil, all glowing objects become temperatureless.

Large Angel long Michael also flew into the Holy City battlefield. He stood in the dilapidated tower. From his position, he could see Holy City Avenue, and he could see Zhan Kong coming here. .

And behind the big Angel long Michael, the precisely reflected Saint's Mansion, Saint's Mansion, the bonanza Dragon Deer stands proudly at the highest place, and the moving group of yarn on the back swings with the cool night breeze .

At this time, Qin Yu'er is not like a prisoner at all. There is already a Sacred Light soul shadow swaying behind the big Angel Michael. It looks more like a guardian, defending the goddess who is suffering from the devil. .

Zhan Kong stands on Holy City Avenue. The clean avenue is covered with turquoise tiles. The shops on both sides are prosperous, but this road is full of a pair of hostile eyes. They are far brighter than those lights ...

When looking at Qin Yu'er completely, Zhan Kong felt that those original(ly)'s vague memory in his mind suddenly turned into a surging wave, filling his own thoughts!

Every bit of the past, Qin Yu'er smiled, but remembered all of this. This body that has always wanted to completely control itself is not beautiful, but heartbreaking pain. !

undead does not allow memories, especially beautiful ones, the more memorable the more tortured.

"Ao ~~~~~~~~~~~ !!"

As the **** devil is roaring, the roar of Zhan Kong is echoed in two Holy Citys, all the bright yellow, bright red, white glowing light and flames have completely turned into a ghostly blue light, and the world seems to have fallen into the cold nine Among the ghost pool.

"Divine grace!"

"Divine grace!"

On the road of Holy City, on the eaves of the street, the participating Holy City Mage read aloud. There were countless golden ripples in the dark night sky. The amplitude of the ripples became larger and larger, and finally turned into a golden blade that could smash everything. .

Golden blade marks continue to slash towards Holy City to reach Zhan Kong. The power of each blade mark will not be inferior to the holy [Judging Demon Sword]. Once a certain target is locked, it will definitely cause the purest destruction of light, especially darkness creature.

The light is the nemesis of darkness, even if it is exposed to the a little bit spot, undead creature will burn all over the body, and such golden blade marks continue to fall on Holy City Avenue, the frequency is extremely high, and the night is almost as bright as the day, There are no gaps and no breaks.

The long and classic Holy City Avenue block is unrecognizable, covered with fierce slash marks. After the baptism of the huge light energy, it turned into a golden firefly ashes, slowly rising in the messy Avenue block.

The battlefield of the down town is above people ’s heads, so the ashes of the golden fireflies flying in people ’s eyes are as beautiful as the golden meteor shower. It has slowed down countless times, and it elegantly fell down, but it was between the two Holy City. The night melts like fireworks in the flourishing age.

Golden blade marks split the demon, which is the Ultra-Order group method composed of countless Ultra-Order powerful Light Magic, shocking every Mage staring up in the earth Holy City, but that Black Armored Robe Emperor come out unscathed, his armored robe constantly Splashing golden firelight, the restrained light power of darkness cannot affect its unique darkness texture at all. This black armored robe is the black steel of Traverse in the flame ...

"Blood Drink Evil Wind!"

Hands into claws, sweeping along the street.

The **** Evil Wind made a weird whine, and the extremely fast Traverse over those stood on the street Holy City Mage.

Each of these Holy City Mages is equipped with Magic Armor Equipment and has a defense Magic. They are not responsible for the attack. The attack is Holy City Mage with those standing on the eaves. Their existence is to resist and resist all darkness attacks of this dead emperor!

However, the blood attack of Evil Wind is not the physical body of these Mages at all. It is the wind of the soul. The powerful defenses magical equipment and Barrier placed in front of it are just a layer of meaningless nets. The wind can pass , The soul-wearing wind can instantly tear their souls to pieces!

"" Boom Boom Boom Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~ !!! "

The defensive Mage standing on the Holy City Avenue fell down one by one like Domino's. They showed a turquoise gray like a dead body, and their eyes were empty because the soul was torn.

In the plan of Holy City Commander-in-Chief officials, these defenses Mage will resist the first attack of this undead Emperor and they will immediately change a batch. In front of such a Emperor Level creature, these Mage are more like ancient shield soldiers. The shield soldiers in the platoon were replaced immediately after a wave of enemy arrows, and the shield soldiers in the back platoon were connected.

However, these defenses Holy City Mage did not resist the enemy ’s first offensive at all. A large number of High-Order Mage died directly, and the two Ultra-Order Mage in charge of the team leader were not spared.

The black turbidity is constantly emerging from the pores of their bodies, the soul is extinguished, and the body is evaporating little by little, but in the process of evaporation, those black turbidity does not need to be guided Fly to Black Armored Robe of Zhan Kong, making his armor look darker and exudes yin!

Pain can only be relieved by killing. These breaths deprived from living people gradually calmed the muscle-twisting face of Zhan Kong.

He, after all, is an undead!

Once angered, no amount of blood can fill the inner grudge! !