Versatile Mage

Shock!

Mo Fan knows very well why Mu Ningxue will not have a slight sympathy for the father and son of the island.

If she is merciful, will the many forces alliances surrounded by the entire snow-capped mountains be kind to the members of Fan Xueshan?

They came to destroy, not to come to drink tea to talk about the sky, to deal with the enemy's kindness and softness, it is equal to the cruelty of their own people, at this point, Mu Ningxue is really decisive.

I have to say that Muning Snow did have a very good shocking effect. There was a huge Master Corps under the mountain. After they saw the death of two super-class masters, everyone was poured a basin of ice water.

The reason for attacking Fan Xueshan itself is far-fetched to everyone. If it is not possible to form an absolute crush on strength, then their union will become very fragile.

Zhao Jing and Lin Kang also apparently noticed the turmoil and hesitation of the Corps. In this case, if they were to send the role of the father and son of the Sultan Island, I am afraid that it would make it more difficult to invade the Snow Mountain.

"We will work together directly, and dragging it down will not be good for anyone." Zhao Jing said.

Zhao Jing is a madman. He is not stupid enough to let these masters be on the side of each other. It is not a duel event. As long as they destroy Van Snow Mountain, they are the winners of this battle.

The two leaders led by Zhao Jing and Lin Kang flew directly from the joint army.

Lin Kang’s hand holds an ink pen. He sweeps heavily into the Tai Chi chaotic ice map released by Muning Snow. He sees black ink in the ink pen, like a large stroke on the ground. The paper on the paper is a slap in the air.

I saw the black thick ink solidified in the air, turned into a cold ink blade, black iron casting, tough and sharp!

“唰!!!!”

This ink blade is a black-and-white scorpion that directly opens the Taiji chaotic ice map with extremely strong air pressure, tearing the land of Muning Snow.

Lin Kang stayed in the north for a while, naturally knowing what Mu Ningxue is doing. He didn’t care as much as Cao Xiaohan. Every time he shot, it was a very lethal magic, but he couldn’t tell which one he was. Department, it seems that he has perfectly integrated his transcendental force into the iron ink pen in his hand!

When the wrists move, there will be a wave of dark clouds, and the black pressure will be thick and thick. It is comparable to the mudslides washed away from the heavy rains in the mountains, and the forests, villages and towns have no life.

Mu Ning snow retreats back, but the speed of this ink stream rolling is extremely amazing, even if you step on the wind marks, you can't completely get rid of this overwhelming ink.

The small and delicate figure flies, just as the ink stone flows like a monster, when Muning Snow swallows it, Muning Snow holds a slender ice sword, and reflexively sweeps a silver full arc blade in the air!

The blade was covered with silver cream, and the silver cream spread out along the place where the sword was swept away. With the traces of the sword, the ice moon wall was instantly built up!

The city wall is completely molded by crystal clear ice crystals. The center is more like a high-rise building. It is like a tower that can't stand down. Muning Snow stands behind the ice-moon wall, and the ink stone flow is like a flood. The beast can't hurt her.

Lin Kang came with an ink stream and saw the ice-moon defense that had risen from the ground. He couldn't help but smile coldly.

"The stylus spears, the spears wear the heart!"

Lin Kang threw the iron ink pen in his hand toward the ice moon tower, and saw that the pen of iron ink trembled in the air, and the phantom was heavy. The moment that he was about to fly to the ice moon tower, the illusions were turned into the most authentic. The most sharp stylus ink spears, the number is thousands!

At this moment, it is like an ancient battlefield. Thousands of iron shovel chariots under a white city tower simultaneously fired heavy iron spears at the defensive tower. The dense iron sharks in the air were cruel and spectacular!

The Icemoon Tower has a hundred holes, and it instantly becomes a white honeycomb. There are also a lot of stylus flying spears flying directly along the holes to Muning Snow. The number is astonishing.

Mu Ning snow stepped on the wind marks, the shape of a thin willow swaying in the wind, avoiding these sharp iron spears, but in the face of such a strong and ferocious transcendental force, she also had to gradually recede.

Lin Kang stepped on one of the styluses and flew up to the Icemoon Tower. He looked down at Muning Snow, who was smart underneath, and his mouth was a bit ironic.

His right hand went to the air in a heavy grip, and suddenly a blood-stained iron ink pen appeared in a strange way, and he was silently thrown into the thousands of heavy pens and spears.

This blood-stained iron ink pen, cold light concealed, seems to have no difference with other pens, but the tip is wrapped in a horizontal spiral of the wind, the ghosts in the gale, a bit of grievances, a pair of sinister eyes It’s like a dyeing tank that turns into a cursed yin!

Muning Snow shuttled in the spear, and her keen sense perceived the unusual yin, and the chill of the soul was approaching.

Mu Ningxue couldn't find the pen of the curse. I don't know which angle it came from. I don't know how terrible it is. I don't know how to defend it.

This kind of magic with curse power, the elemental material defense is afraid that it can't offset much!

"嗡!!!"

Just when Muning Snow was overwhelmed, a white goose pen was thrown into front of himself. Less than ten meters away, the tail of the goose-haired snow pen trembled like a flexible sword.

A cool, summer lake wind boasted, while the goose snow pen tail swayed a layer of space, this smashed in all directions, you saw the endless iron spear turned into a thick ink In the air, the self-melting, the sewage is so full of the ground.

As soon as these phantom iron spears melted away, only the **** iron brush with the cursed yin wind was left, almost reaching the front of Muning Snow.

Mu Ningxue immediately responded, and the body fell backwards, lying on the side of the ice powder.

"hateful!"

Lin Kang saw someone breaking his own spell, his face was blue, his eyes were sharply opposite, and he wanted to know who actually dared to interfere with himself.

The curse of this curse is hidden in the spear, even though the Mu Ning snow is extremely high and can't be avoided, can't stop it, can't kill the commandment, can also make Muning Snow curse riddled, life soul is hurt!

"Long time, the first city of the city is an iron ink judge. In the hands of the judges, the world is invincible. I will be there for you in the snow mountain Mu Bai!" Mu Bai appeared, he did not know when he was standing in front of Muning Snow. .

Mu Bai walked forward and pulled out the goose feather pen that was inserted into the ground and held it back.

At this time, he is like a white scholar, standing with his hands on his face, and his hands can be written into a magnificent world!

"The South wing is the leader, oh, you don't want to have a good future, you have to bury the snow mountain!" Lin Kang also heard about Mu Bai's reputation, and he recognized him at a glance.