Versatile Mage Chapter 681: Death sanctions?
"How strong ... this young man is really amazing!" Evil! Apart from the bronze mirror, the elder Ling Xi could not help but break the dead silence.
The escape plan has already been implemented. Others are walking away, scattered, now there are only a few people here who are counting on this group of young Mage, but Ling Xi is indeed seriously injured and needs to be quiet for a while, she only Able to stay here in the clock tower and watch every move in the Gate of Death room.
"I heard that some elements Contracted Beast can enhance the power of the corresponding attributes of Mage, but I have never seen such elemental creatures that can be directly attached to Mage. His Contracted Beast is quite simple. There are so many skeletons, High-Order Mage is nothing more than that, it is really unbelievable. "Zuo Feng said.
Zuo Feng is the real strength of Mo Fan this time, it is exaggerated, so strong that it does not belong to his level, looking at the entire Magic field at this age of youth with such fighting power Mage can never find it again A few are out.
"If he is not in this catastrophe, there will definitely be a shocking performance on World School Championship in the future. It ’s a pity ... pity ..."
Mo Fan has n’t died yet, and with the surge of skeletons, he has shown a fighting power that almost surpassed his level. The number of skeletons he has killed is more than 2,000, and the entire skeleton group is nothing more than Missing then a little bit.
He really has achieved pinnacle. Previously, kill[ed] had nearly two thousand undeads, which is the limit of intermediate Mage. Now he has survived in the undead group for so long, and it has been destroyed so much.
"Elder Ling Xi, you should be cured, and the injuries on your body are getting worse." A herald said.
President Han Ji has also recovered some magical energy, and he is doing treatment for all the high-level officials. The few people who jumped into the tomb are no longer alive. Even if the escape plan is really heartbreaking, it still needs to be carried out.
Before executing the escape plan, the status of all senior officials must be guaranteed.
"I'm staring here, elders, please heal." Zuo Feng said to Lingxi.
Ling Xi nodded and walked slowly down the stairs. Before she left, she looked back at the left wing, as if she had something to say but didn't know how to speak.
Zuo Feng was staring at the evil eye bronze mirror, and did not notice Ling Xi ’s look back. When he slowly turned his head to look at Ling Xi ’s back, Ling Xi had continued to go down and fell to his shoulder. Her half-rolled pear blossoms wobbled slightly with her pace.
"She just looked at you just now." The demon reminded Zuo Feng.
"Oh."
"You see her too." The demon continued.
"Well."
"It's this time, and we still have to be hypocritical?" said the demon man, uncomfortable.
"Yeah, it's time for this, what's the point of everything?" Zuo Feng said sadly.
"You are not as good as this kid, no matter what is ahead, you will not escape!" The demon man said angrily, pointing at the evil eye bronze mirror.
"But he will still die." Zuo Feng looked down at the dead gate, he could still see the endless skeleton waiting for Mo Fan, Mo Fan was like a swaying in the storm Black Sea The solitary ship, no matter how stubborn, and no matter how it fights against the giant waves, will eventually sink in the black ocean storm!
"At least he is not dead yet." The demon doesn't like Zuo Feng's attitude.
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"Burst!"
A larger fire feather was shot in all directions, and the burst of bursting fires formed a huge fiery red honeycomb, and the iron ball skeletons were torn apart.
Heads, arms, and neck beams danced in the air, and ultimately all belonged to the bumpy ground.
In fact, there is already a layer of bones with different degrees of fragmentation on the ground. After falling, the base was raised up, and it looked like a thick layer of blood.
Mo Fan was already stepping on the bone blanket. When the thousand layers of fire feathers exploded, the bones fell like snowflakes, and they must cover Mo Fan's ankle.
Mo Fan is basically unable to move anymore at this moment. Skeleton torrents are one after the other. The phalanx of skeletons completely surrounds eight directions. No matter where you look, the forest of skeletons is as dense and indistinguishable. Is the road ahead, where is Zhang Xiaohou where they retreated.
However, it does not matter.
Ca n’t move, then continue to kill here! !
Spiral flames swirling around his arms, one on each of his left and right hands, Mo Fan standing on the pile of bones, his black eyes still shining, he was staring tightly at the new batch of shouting twin-scissors , And did not rush to release the breath of flames spinning on his arms.
Mo Fan is alone. These skeletons will gather if they want to attack it. Mo Fan will sweep out his arms when they get together!
The rotating flame fanned out, and the left and right flames were staggered together, gradually forming a flame whirlwind.
The whirlwind of flames is moving, the power is still increasing, and finally it is rolled into a hurricane of flames. Its diameter reaches an amazing ten meters, and its height is even more hundred meters!
At the time of the hurricane of flame, all these double-scissor skeletons were sucked in. Whether they were directly broken into fragments by the force of the hurricane or burned to ashes directly by high temperature, it all depends on the preference of these skeletons ...
"47!"
"48!"
The remnants are floating one after another, and they are constantly condensing in the Stygian River. The small loach has absolute spirituality. It can understand the death situation encountered by the owner at the moment, so it is more hard to turn those remnants into essence. Soul, supplying Mo Fan to strengthen the stars, even the demon just absorbed it does not bother, and devotes himself to the spirit.
"One more, another one!" Mo Fan gritted his teeth and shouted silently in his heart.
There are not enough double-sheared skeletons destroyed by the hurricane of flames. There are still pieces of these things in the other direction of Mo Fan!
Whether it is Xiao Yanji or Mo Fan himself, the flame energy is already in short supply, but it is not completely exhausted, but if it is continuously used, the galaxy will have some load!
Mo Fan needs other strength, and he can still rely on the Thunder system.
From nearly two thousand undead before to now a bone pile of carpets has been killed, nearly four thousand, all the stars of the Thunder system are about to be strengthened again.
At the moment, there is only one difference!
Small loach pendant seems to tremble to tell Mo Fan that the remnant soul is gone.
Kill, kill, kill!
Mo Fan does n’t know when he will be exhausted, he only has killing in his eyes. If the undead will bleed, it ’s already flowing here.
The concentration of the spirit is intense, and his face is extremely cold. The unyielding flicker in his eyes, never dimmed for more than half!
Either the Black Holy See, the Ancient King, or the Skeleton Corps, he will never accept their death penalty.
He is so big that he will live longer than anyone! ! !
Everything that kills you will be spread under the soles of your feet! ! ! !