Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

Old Bao and Pang Lai's brains suddenly crashed, and they all realized that the situation was serious. They didn't know much about this demon wolf, and thought it was just a powerful demon that Mo Fan had contracted by chance.

Who would have thought that this guy would be no less crazy than the demonized Mo Fan. Only Zhu Meng suddenly recalled that when he was in the ancient capital, this demon wolf also suddenly grew larger, and then a big move directly killed all the undead.

"Mo Fan! Stop your big demon wolf! Is he crazy?" Zhu Meng quickly flew to Xuanshe and said to Mo Fan.

Old Bao flew directly to Chen Xian, he had to stop Chen Xian from further destruction.

"Save people! Save people!" The mother of the temple shouted loudly.

The high-level people of Parthenon took action one after another, and the super-level magic of the water and ice system kept falling. Each person protected a large area with the most people. Even the seven strongest golden knights who had been guarding the mother of the temple took action together.

All the sages and great sages also cast magic to resist the sea of ​​fire, but their abilities were limited, and they only managed to save a small area.

Countless faith mages below the high level could not save it, and what was even more terrifying was that the pillars of fire rising from the ground showed no sign of stopping, and even the fire became more and more fierce, with more and more underground fire gushing out.

It was impossible to imagine how much fire energy the demon wolf had injected into the ground, so that the entire Parthenon ground appeared like a volcanic eruption.

Mo Fan, who was fleeing with the totem black snake, was also extremely stunned. He turned around and looked at the red lotus fire all over the mountains and the mages who were struggling to survive in the sea of ​​fire and could not escape death.

For the first time, he realized Chen Xian's brutality. He originally thought that the phrase "killing people" was just a joke, but he didn't expect Chen Xian to be serious. He had paid half of the time liquid, so how could he be willing not to kill back his investment?

Mo Fan didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment. On the one hand, he felt sorry for those innocent people under the influence of human nature, and on the other hand, Xinxia's experience made him feel satisfied. He wished that more of these temple mages who helped the evil would die.

For a moment, the contradiction in his heart reached its peak.

However, looking at Xinxia trembling in the black snake's meat tank, Mo Fan's selfishness finally prevailed. He directly drove the black snake out of the sacred mountain and flew up to the clouds to take Xinxia home.

Hailong and a group of golden knights were not in the mood to care about the totem black snake and Mo Fan at this moment. They started to rush back when the volcano erupted. At this time, his mission was to stop the giant monster.

"Mo Fan! You can't leave! If you don't stop the demon wolf, the entire city of Athens will be turned into a sea of ​​purgatory by him. That's millions of lives!!!" Zhu Meng desperately flapped the wing magic tool and caught up with Mo Fan and said.

Mo Fan paused when he heard the words. Millions... This will be a more horrible catastrophe than the ancient capital and Bo City. He turned back to look at Zhu Meng, with a complex look in his eyes.

Although he had many grudges against Parthenon, millions of civilians were innocent. Xinxia did not become the second generation of Saran, but he was about to do what the second generation of Saran would do. He never wanted to be such a person.

"I understand, I will go back with you to convince him, but Xinxia needs safety, I have to let everyone send her away." Mo Fan said in a deep voice.

After that, he turned around and patted the scales on the black snake's big head to convey his meaning. The black snake immediately understood what he meant and hissed to show understanding.

Mo Fan looked at Xinxia, ​​his eyes full of reluctance and heartache. "Xinxia, ​​you go first, I will come to you after I finish dealing with the matter of Shenshan."

Xinxia nodded with tears in her eyes. She was most reluctant to cause trouble to Mo Fan, so she followed the black snake back to the country obediently.

Then, Mo Fan took a deep breath and said to Zhu Meng, "Let's go."

The two flew back on the Dark Night Fierce Eagle. Mo Fan was also very confused. He didn't understand why Chen Xian suddenly became so strong, and he didn't understand why he did this.

But no matter what Chen Xian wanted to do, Mo Fan would choose to support him. This was not only his partner, but also his guide on the road of magic. He couldn't fight with him for the so-called justice. At most, he would persuade him a few words.

At this time, on the other side, the sacred mountain where Chen Xian was located was already covered by a rolling sea of ​​fire. The flames illuminated the night sky, like a doomsday scene.

The red lotus flames injected into the underground of the sacred mountain by Chen Xian were madly surging back to the ground. The largest vent was at the feet of Chen Xian. The big hole that he sprayed out with the red lotus breath and led directly to the ground.

The former sacred mountain has now become a volcano that keeps erupting, and bathing in this volcano is the terrifying beast that destroyed everything.

This breath of the Red Lotus of the End almost drained Chen Xian dry. Nearly 70% of his demonic power mixed with the power of the elemental furnace burst out completely, and the power was really amazing.

Chen Xian had to rest for a while. His current strength was extremely close to that of a sub-emperor, but his demonic power was only at the level of a great monarch. The Time Fluid could only provide him with so much cultivation.

But with the increase of his heaven-defying golden fingers, his strength was close to that of a sub-emperor, and even a charged attack was comparable to the emperor's demonic magic, enough to destroy a city!

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Old Man Bao was the first to rush over, but he did not act rashly. He just flew in the air and observed Chen Xian's posture without taking any further action. He didn't know how to stop the spread of the sea of ​​fire.

The people of Parthenon had no time to care about Chen Xian at this time. They were all trying their best to put out the fire and save people. The mages in the temple were their roots. Just ordinary flames were not enough to burn people to death instantly. As long as the rescue was timely, even if there was only one breath left, they in Parthenon could save them.

Countless high-level mages acted at the same time, and with the self-rescue of each mage in the sea of ​​fire, the fire around the sacred mountain seemed to be suppressed for a while.

However, this was just an illusion. More pillars of fire continued to spew out from the ground in the distance, which proved that the power of Chen Xian's red lotus breath was still there. However, they firmly believed that as long as they kept suppressing it like this, this fire disaster would always be extinguished by them.

The premise was that Chen Xian was willing to give them a chance.

When Chen Xian moved again, Old Man Bao became nervous at the first time.

"What else are you going to do? Xinxia has been rescued by Mo Fan. Stop the meaningless killing." Old Man Bao said loudly to Chen Xian.

Hearing this, Chen Xian turned his huge head, stared at Old Man Bao for a while, and said, "You want to stop me?"

"As long as you don't hurt innocent people anymore, I don't care about you." Old Man Bao said after a moment of silence.

"Then get out of the way!"

After Chen Xian finished speaking, the high-temperature airflow behind him burst out again, and his huge figure instantly rushed out of the top of the sacred mountain. The red lotus breath was only to destroy the Parthenon. His target was those who regarded him as an enemy.

The people of the Holy Court, judges such as Dulank, and a group of Holy Court mages. Chen Xian would definitely kill these people. It was no joke to say that punching the ruler was not a joke.