My Script is a Supporting Role

But Mo Chen actually silently killed him.

It's gently on the air.

Just kill the red flag of one of the five devils of the magic gate!

Is that a trick?

At this time, Mo Chen lifted his right hand, and the index finger forward, pointing to the green wood.

The green scalp is fried.

His injury is much more much longer than the redia, if the red flames can't get it, what can he pick up?

Hold the injury on your legs and the legs, the green wood turned around and ran away.

Have a few steps, look back, Mo Chen's fingers still pointed to him.

The green wood is shocked, and no longer hesitate, hurts the power, how far is it quickly.

Mo Chen gently put down his hand, this is long, long.

Many cardiometric delayed times have been spent, and they have eaten this lottery, and finally find a conscious understanding.

Spatial tear.

The 272th chapter is not sweet

Magic work is like fire, burning as a furnace, spirituality is like material.

This fire is melting with the furnace, it is a cultivator.

Different people have different qualities, there are different spirituality, like different furnaces and spiritual materials.

Even if the fire is different, the furnace is different, the materials are different, and the things that are smelted naturally different.

Mo Chen's body has gradually breeds a new world in the continuous smelting forging.

And this new heavens and the earth, with the original source, and gradually grow up.

This process, with the continuous advanced steps of Mo Chen's function, it has been quietly happening, but Mo Chen is inherently practice thinking, never seriously feel and understand.

When you are in front of your punches, you will often drive the surrounding space.

At the beginning, he did not care too much, thinking that as the vitality of the throne, it is only a change in powerful skills.

Until today, after being woke up by Chi Fia, he suddenly understood the difference between the magic work and the practice of practitioners.

Self-made one world, until big!

Re-examine yourself, Mo Chen found that the reason why the space around him will be driven by himself, because the world from the furnace of his body is a full space.

One five-footed space.

He is one, cutting is not the other party's body.

Instead, cut the space in front of him.

Spatial tear.

Although he only found a feeling of torn torn manipulation.

However, when this silk space is torn, all things in the space will have the same tear without blocking.

Because the slit of the wire is already a different space.

The magic power of the red flame has reached the seventh floor. The body strength has surpassed the golden iron, but when the space is torn, his body is torn like a sheet of paper.

However, even the powerful trick, Mo Chen almost failed.

Because of his space, only five feet.

So the attack distance of his space tear, is only five feet.

When the red flames go to the Qingwu, when the magic will, Mo Chen is with his distance, just enough to cut his finger.

This is not enough.

Mo Chen has just found a little feeling of space tear, that seems to have a small space of the small space, and it will cost his huge spiritual power and vitality.

Therefore, Mo Chen can't use space to tear without brackets.

At that time, the two magic princes were full of fullness. If Mo Chen can't hit them, the other party is hurt, it can stand yourself into slag.

Mo Chen hesitated, and finally chose the finger of cutting off the redia, triggeting the two magic kings, causing two defeats.

Even so, when Mo Chen finally shot, the red flames still have a vigilance in an instant, and the rapid retreats will be exited from five feet.

Fortunately, luck is still in Mo Chen.

Although Kaiao is a matter of a crisis, the body that is injured is slow.

Space Tear did not directly cut his skull, or cut his throat and arteries and took his life.

But Mo Chen has not really been truly out of danger.

It is more important than the injury in the body of the two magic princes.

Inner view explored, there were many bones in the body, and the internal injuries of the organic meridians were also very heavy.

He don't want to stand up in a short time.

After the green wood ran, did not completely and dead, and wrapped around, dragging his legs quietly, hiding away, secretly observing.

The Devil God is in front of you, how can you give up so easily?

Although Mo Chen's tricks is incomparable, his injury, green wood is still aware.

The intentions of green wood are also very clear.

Just now, he fled away, Mo Chen did not kill him.

This shows that the attack of Mo Chen is a distance.

If there is no difference attack in full range, then the green wood is already a dead.

"The kid can't move, and it is very desolate here, and no one will run to this place."

"No food, no water, no way to treat injuries."

"Can he drag a few days?"

In fact, the green wood is going to come to a wave of remote attacks, so that the situation of Mo Chen has worsened, so he will get more weak.

But in the end, he still gave up this intended.

Only when Mo Chen does not feel the threat, it will become lax.

There is a fighter, plus green wood, it is not too small, and it is better to wait for the time.

"His injury is far more than looking much, no treatment and replenishment, two days, for up to three days, he will fall into extreme weakness."

"When I went to the time, I will replenish the last blow, very safe!"

Looking for many years, the Devil God finally fell into his hands, and he will become a new Devil, board the top of the magic domain, and is surrounded by thousands of magic and moon.

When I think of this, the green wood is almost boycott. I can't afford my heart.

"Hahahaha!"

At that time, the world was big, and it was more compared with him, but two or three people!

Just when you want to be drunk, you suddenly have signs.

Around his body, I don't know when some mosquitoes appeared.

The mosquitoes were extremely ordinary, but the kernel's sensational feelings have told him that these mosquitoes appeared around him are extremely uncommon.

These mosquitoes exhibit golden luster, although there are many quantities, but it is not messy, but it is like a formation of green wood.

The green eyes are slightly sinking.

At this time, the sound of Mo Chen suddenly sounded in the air.

"Green wood ..."

The green wood is still in the following.

Those golden mosquitoes suddenly made a long sword between the first moment, and the huge sword tali seems to have a generality from the four sides, but it is only a piercing of the places where you are in the place.

Fortunately, the green wood is the capital of the devil. Although Mo Du uses the voice to disturb him, his perception still makes him responded in the first time.

The magic flame is bursting, the figure is zone.

He almost fled from the ground.

Although avoided the hedgehog, his body is still scored by the sharp sword tip, and the blood is out.

The green wood is very earthquake, hurriedly escaping farther.

"Although I am not injured, I have a breath of the breath after all, and the guy should not find me ..."

Escape from a paragraph, just stopped, the dangerous warning actually rose again.

The green tits are once again blunt.