All Of My Spells Have Properties

Hearing Lu Yan's shout, Mo Fan was a little confused, what is he, he is alone, the other party is at least dozens of people, how to delay? His gaze is sharp, and if there are too many people to grasp it, then he will stare at one engaged. The goal is clear, that is, the blue-clothed deacon identified by Zhang Xiaohou - Hujin. Acquaintances of Bo!

The two of them chased dozens of people on the opposite side, looking majestic, but in fact they were suffering and self-aware. The strength of the Xuan Snake is definitely crushing everyone on the other side, even if Wu Ku's rain can alleviate its poisonous mist, but its attack method is more than that. Lu Yan is the same reason, Salang can stop him, but if he really fights, he should not be his opponent.

It's just that the people of the Black Holy See did not tell him about strength, but took the innocent people of the ancient capital hostage. They fled in the most densely populated area of the ancient capital. This made Lu Yan and Xuan Snake bind their hands and feet, and many powerful magic did not dare to use at all, while those guys in the Black Sect did not have this scruple.

Magical halos continued to appear, and the huge sound made Zhang Xiaohou, who had left quickly, anxious. He really wanted to stay and fight with Mo Fan and Lu Yan, but as a soldier, he had to pass the news to the high-level of the ancient capital. His eyes were already filled with tears, and his heart kept urging himself: hurry, hurry up.

Tang Yue did not listen to Lu Yan's command, but chose to pursue a high-level Black Sect mage. At this time, she wanted to fight with her man. She is not a vase with only beauty, but a judge with high-level combat power.

Han Ji and the others did not wait for Zhang Xiaohou's news to come, just because when Lu Yan and Xuan Snake's aura was fully opened, they had already felt it. The super-level aura appeared in the ancient capital, or the super-order they were not familiar with, which made them wary in their hearts, and they all put down the things in their hands and rushed towards the location of the breath.

In the distance, they saw a big skyscraper snake and Lu Yan flying in the air.

Zhu Meng was shocked in his heart and said in a low voice: "It's Lu Yan and Xuan Snake."

Han Yu also found the two, his face was slightly gloomy, and it was not a good battlefield to do it in the city.

Seeing the other party's attire, Zhu Meng instantly understood their identities, killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the thunder on his body began to brew. In the heavy rain, purple thunder began to dance between the clouds.

Salang and the others all noticed this situation, and understood that the masters of the ancient capital had already begun to rush over. Originally, he just wanted to capture or kill Lu Yan, a young man who had repeatedly sabotaged their plan. Unexpectedly, the other party actually got a supreme monarch's Xuan snake to come and sit. At this point, they put themselves in danger.

"Zhu Meng, Han Xian, I advise you all to stop, otherwise the entire population of this ancient capital will be buried for us!" The face under Salang's veil is not very good-looking.

"Old Han, this is a good opportunity to seize Salang..." Zhu Meng's eyes were full of expectation.

Han Yu's eyes changed, his face was as calm as water, he didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't move, and he didn't promise Sarang.

Lu Yan and Zhu Meng looked at Han Yu, waiting for his decision. Capturing Sarang and the people of a city was not an easy choice. Han Yu, as the president of the ancient capital's magic clock tower, at this time, he is the one who can make the final decision.

Xuan Snake's eyes stared at Wu Ku unkindly, this guy made him very unhappy. The continuous rain saved a lot of its prey.

"I can let you go, but out of the ancient capital, then life and death will be a matter of life." Looking directly at Salang, Han Shugu said a word.

Millions of people, Han Yu did not dare to gamble. If something uncontrollable really happened, a few of them would not be enough to make amends if they died.

"You'd better not play tricks, or the result may be beyond your imagination." Sarang actually didn't have a bottom in her heart, she was prepared, but not much.

"We can keep a distance of more than a kilometer from you, but you don't want to be a whole moth, otherwise you should not be able to bear the retaliation of Hua Guo." When a decision is made, it must be resolutely implemented.

Han Yu also thought about keeping the people of the Black Church in the ancient capital. However, he was sure that these were not all members of the Black Church. In the city, innocent people will not be killed or injured. Even if they are released from the city, they will only face the attack of the undead. With Lu Yan's prompt, their preparation was much stronger than the original.

The two sides slowly separated under their own scruples.

The Black Holy See was very cautious and did not gather all the personnel together. In that way, they were afraid that Han Yu would take risks!

After half an hour of tense confrontation, the Black Church finally walked out of the gate of the ancient capital. They were relieved, and Han Yu was also relieved. It's just that his original face has become pitch black. The Black Sect entered the Dao Ancient Capital under his nose to engage in wind and rain, and he couldn't help it...

Seeing everyone in the Black Sect entering a no-man's land in the sea of the undead, Han Yu's heart was even more alarmed. Among those people in the Black Sect, there was definitely a high-level Psychic Mage. If the high-level psychic magic above was really used in the ancient capital, the riots in the ancient capital would definitely not be small.

Salang, who had retreated, also quickly counted the personnel. The main generals all withdrew from the ancient capital, and only the blue-clothed deacon - Hujin disappeared.

So where is the Archdeacon Hujin at this time, that is, Mu He?

He was chasing Mo Fan in the ancient capital and fleeing.

As soon as the battle began, he was targeted by Mo Fan. Don't look at him as a high-level mage, and Mo Fan is only a middle-rank. In the state of Yan Ji's possession, Mu He was really not Mo Fan's opponent.

By the time Zhu Meng and Han Yu arrived, he had already been chased by Mo Fan for a long time, and he hadn't heard the deal between the two sides at all. No, he was hiding in a food warehouse, and his clothes were almost the same as if he were not wearing them. There is a black spot on the left abdomen with a large bowl mouth, which is a sign of being smashed by fire.

There are still a few not shallow scratches on the back, which are the masterpiece of the Swift Star Wolf.

He carefully controlled his breathing, and Mo Fan had already chased in. He needs time to adjust to his condition or wait for support. However, the imaginary support has already stepped out of the gate of the ancient capital. In other words, he has been isolated.

Lu Yan followed Han Yu and Zhu Meng back to the ancient capital magic bell tower, and at this time, he found that Mo Fan had not returned yet. In front of the bell tower, several powerful people of the military department were already waiting, the military commander Lu Huang in the ancient capital, the chief instructor Feijiao, and several high-ranking military commanders, as well as Zhang Xiaohou who went to report the letter.

"President Han Yu, how is the situation?" It was Chief Instructor Feijiao who spoke, and Zhang Xiaohou's smooth reply made him not feel too bad.

"It's not good, they threaten the people, I have already let them out of the city." Han Yu's voice was a little low.

Lu Wu hammered a fist on the pillar next to him, and said hatefully: "This group of bitches, don't let me meet outside..."

Between the words of several people, they saw Mo Fan appear in front of everyone with a black man with a weak breath and full of smoke.