Versatile Mage Chapter 2080: Real Emperor

"Continue!"

"Divine grace!"

On the eaves, the Holy City Mage with the Ultra-Order group method on the those once again painted the gorgeous constellation, star palace. The Elemental Stars of densely packed is above the buildings and houses. The huge Magic breath is like a storm at the most dazzling moment of radiance. move.

Convergence, continuous convergence, this time all the offensive Holy City Mage used precisely's most lethal Fire Element Magic, the sky's fire spot dispelled the black evil spirits that fell in Holy City, the burning light will reflect the night sky of hundreds of kilometers Go red.

At the order of the order, all the firepoints flourished, and they completely besieged the place where Zhan Kong was located.

A red fire curtain casts a mountain-like mountain furnace, with flowing magma splashing in the mountain furnace, and a more ruthless melting flame burning everything in the mountain furnace to ashes.

The huge flame furnace can be said to be lifted from the ground. The body of Zhan Kong is not at all proportional to the mountain furnace, so small that it is not as large as the thousands of flying embers in the furnace!

"Clear the Magic Field, get rid of it!"

Flying fire embers are randomly combined, and every second there will be a hedge flame door figure appearing at both ends of Zhan Kong ...

The entire flame furnace itself has a terrible high temperature incineration effect, and the flame door maps that were born in the flame furnace have increased the flames by several times.

The flame door figure erupts a huge stream of slurries, traversing the body of Zhan Kong.

It did n’t take long for the endless flame door figure of 360 degrees to spew out such a huge stream of mortar, and madly baptized this undead Emperor!

The black armored robe is still standing there, the light does not wear his armor, how can the flame melt his shirt, let the fire figure hedge, let the furnace burn, Zhan Kong continues on the ground with the red flames Moving forward, the eyes of both eyes are more distinct than any radiance and Yanyan, and the Holy City Mage who are standing on both sides of those are so shiver!

"Is the fire and light of Holy City a juggling firework?"

"If you are just like a little bit except Mana, do n’t talk about a thousand years of tranquility. Tonight, let you completely disappear from the long river of history!"

Zhan Kong stopped, and the iron boots stepped on the ground of Holy City.

Suddenly, the ruinous furnace fire was completely extinguished!

darkness reigned, the Heavenly Fire light disappeared, high temperature plummeted, and the coldness of undead breath swept again. This is obviously a huge fire that can burn a sky and ignite a mountain, but the foot of contempt is stepped Extinguish.

Looking at the dimmed Holy City Avenue, all the fighting spirits of the Holy City Mage that were ignited seemed to completely dissipate with this foot.

How can this powerful force ignore the Ultra-Order group method in this way, and then we can eliminate the most prosperous Ultra-Order Magic as a small firework? ?

The existence of undead, namely magic beast, Emperor Level has always been dared not to offend in human history. Now Holy City arranges the world to let a Emperor single go to the meeting. The light and fire Ultra-Order is ridiculed by him!

It ’s not enough. The strongest Magic in people ’s minds is not enough in front of undead Emperor. This Holy City ’s radiance is generally limited to weak humans, placed in the entire huge world, in front of magic beast Emperor. It's a juggling trick!

"Only your life will make you remember your insignificance?"

"I am just one of the long-sleeping Emperors in this world, which is far less powerful than the Sahara, Antarctic, and Bermuda. It can make you wake up from the so-called Magic dream, but it is easy!"

Zhan Kong eyes completely released the bleeding color, and the surging magic gas rolled over the rolling mountains of the Alps, such as the sky and the black roar engulfed all the sky, mountains, and horizons that people could see, the magnificent undead breath Lived in the throat of everyone in Holy City.

Breathing, breathing, breathing desperately, the people of the earth Holy City panting violently with fear, eyes full of painful struggles before death.

Whether it is an ordinary person or Mage, people see blood red eyes, see that Black Armored Robe figure, and even see the absolute breath of death tightly lock their throats.

In the earth Holy City, no one was killed in the death of this Emperor, but as undead Emperor said, they realized that they were small, and realized that their life as a treasure, the power of worship Magic and Emperor Level creature are really compared negligible! !

On the earth Holy City, although the people who stared at this struggle did not die, but in the reflection Holy City, those is fighting for this millennium of tranquility Holy City Mage, they are standing on the eaves are doing ready for the next Magic, but at this moment has been completely Turned into a dry corpse ...

The black turbidity still overflowed in the corpse carvings, and gathered like a swarm of bees returning to the nest on the palm of Zhan Kong.

Holding these Holy City Mage lives, Zhan Kong slowly lowered his head and sniffed greedily.

The pain is once again eliminated, replaced by a peace that has never been seen before, even the dry blood vessels seem to be flowing, and the heart of the dead stone beats again ...

Good memories reverberate in my head, but this time it will not bring the kind of heartbreaking torture.

The most extravagant thing about undead is to recall the goodness of life, but it is a luxury. Without thousands of fresh lives to support, the more memories, the more painful it is!

Complaint, hatred, greed, brutality, should have been with undead.

Not abandonment, but a new beginning, an instinct, and the best way to protect yourself.

It's just that undead hates and hates himself.

He didn't even dare to raise his head to look at Qin Yu'er's eyes in the distance. After breathing a breath of freshness, Zhan Kong shivered again.

As soon as I think of my ugly and disgusting appearance being witnessed by a loved one, Zhan Kong ca n’t wait to tear it down from his head with his hands, just torn to pieces! !

I want to shed tears in pain, use elite tears to show that I hate myself, and all the blood squeezed out of my eyes ...

He just calmed down by the breath of the living.

When you think calmly, you hate yourself as a living dead person.

Hate brings endless pain and anger.

Pain and anger require calming by killing and absorbing the breath of living people.

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

There was another roar, and then I forgot everything. I just felt that blood was smearing in the streets and buildings of Holy City, and Mage fell one by one in the pool of blood.

The breath can no longer be satisfied. There is no bright red blood on the ground, there is always something missing.

Humans, it ’s still unbearable, and it ’s only suitable as a bright red carpet on your own walking path that does n’t stain your boots ...

......

The blood is so eye-catching, Mo Fan looks up at the battlefield of Holy City and feels a subversive dominance!

Is this real Emperor?