Versatile Mage

He must save the wilderness when he robbed the last breath of death in the shadow of the shadow, and the wilderness was too great. He thought that the enemy had fallen into a trap, and she did not know the prey in the trap. She easily jumped over. The height of the trap, the bite of the bite to the wilderness without defense!

“吼吼吼吼!!!!!!!!!”

Beside the white road, a deafening roar came.

When I saw the woods, a white sacred beast came out. As it stepped toward Simmons, Simmons felt that a towering glacier giant mountain was pressing towards him, Simon. Si was shocked by a cold sweat.

The lake that had been rolled into the sky suddenly lost control. The slap of the slap was down, and Simmons shivered with his legs, and his eyes did not dare to move away from the white sacred beast.

This breath! !

It is clearly a real emperor! ! !

Simmons is also a strong man who curses the curse, but he swears that he has never been so close to an emperor-level sacred beast in this life. The extremely cold field that this white tiger exudes is enough to easily kill him in his life!

"Simons, Simmons, Simmons!!!" In the air, the holy shadow of the wilderness call for help.

Simons Bickerfield wants to cry for help!

Keye is only facing a sudden wind-fighting counter-attack curse. He is now facing an imperial white tiger that is dozens of times more terrible than the curse! !

Why, in this silver-green, water-like, picturesque nature, there will be no signs of a king-level creature! !

The emperor is a wild dog in the mountains, fish in the water? ?

The probability of a few hundredths of a billion is hit by myself? ?

Simmons didn't dare to move, and he was frozen all over.

The emperor White Tiger did nothing, and turned around him. The white head was always directed at the Simmons, and Simmons felt that his heart had to be drilled out of his frozen ribs.

Like Keye, he has no defense at all...

And even if there is defense, Simmons does not feel that he can survive from this imperial white tiger claw.

......

The death wind was tightly wrapped around the shadow of the shadow, and the wild eyeballs had begun to turn outwards, and he could not breathe.

His body was woven by these death lines, his throat and nose were being forced by a strong wind, and he was convulsed and suffocated.

"Do you know the answer now?" Muning Snow looked at the dark-eyed shadow of the shadow, and asked slowly.

The sacred sacred savage had to bite his tongue, but the strong wind was still drilling into his stomach from his esophagus. The wind shattered his stomach and smashed in his internal organs. It’s like a group of beasts biting in his belly!

How can Keno now know the answer?

How to survive from the extreme night of the extreme south? ?

That is to madly temper yourself in the most primitive world, not only to be strong enough, but also to make yourself more terrible than the monsters in the night! !

St. Yingkeye...

An executioner who has a very high status in the Holy City is superior in the eyes of the world and has a superb status.

It can be placed in the extreme night of the South, but it is just a small fat of the demon gods, too simple, too weak.

Mu Ning Xue did not give the holy shadow to the wilderness.

And the shadow of the wilderness also seems to use his eyes to release his anger, he is close to death little by little, but Keye is convinced that Muning Snow does not dare to kill himself.

I represent the holy city. If she does not want to continue to be exiled to the extreme south, she must stop. There is no one in the world who dares to kill the holy city!

It is a pity that the shadow of the shadow is still too underestimated the mood of Muning Snow.

Before the change, Muning Snow may still have some concerns, but now she has not completely adjusted from the harsh environment of the extreme south, she is even weaker...

She calmly watched the pain of the holy shadow, and calmly watched him step into death.

A few seconds before the death, St. Yingkeye still used the eyes that almost turned out to express his emotions. After he was angry, he began to be afraid. After he was afraid, he saw Mu Ning’s faceless expression and began to beg for mercy! !

He hopes that Muning Snow will be able to keep his life. He can give Muning Snow a lot of conditions. At least, the people of the Holy City can no longer pursue Mu Hao’s death, and no longer seek justice for Mrs. Luo, as long as she Ning Xue gave him a chance to survive.

How could Muning Snow not see the poor pleading of the holy shadow, but this pleading has no effect.

The five features of the Holy Shadows were almost distorted, and even in the final step, his facial pain did not spread.

He slowly fell from the air, fell on a messy land, and slipped into the cracks of the earth.

Perhaps, even to the last second before death, the most incredible thing about the holy shadow is still why Mu Ningxu has completed the transformation in such a short time...

“吼~~~~~~~~~~”

At the highway bridge, Xiaobaihu stunned a scorpion, apparently asking how to deal with this hostage.

Munin Snow flew down to the highway bridge and glanced at the monk Simmons, who could control the lake and disintegrate the mountains.

“Can you get it back to its original shape?” Muning Snow asked.

Simmons thought he had got it wrong.

He witnessed the death of the holy shadow, and killing a holy shadow in such a short time is enough to prove how terrible the silver-silver woman is, and there is no sign of the holy tiger. It is still her summoned beast!

Simmons is now extremely resentful and annoyed, why should he agree to the wilderness of Keno to stop Mu Ningxue, and the two of them are completely squatting in the car!

"I... I can, I should." Simmons quickly answered Mu Ningxue's question.

"Well, after you fix it, you can leave." Muning Snow said to Simmons.

Simmons's cursing talent is a natural endowment. This natural endowment allows him to manipulate the lake, control the river, and turn the towering mountain into a mountain beast to fight for himself.

Although Simmons has not tried to restore a natural forest that has been destroyed by the curse, it is not too difficult for him to have a natural endowment!

Simmons began to cast spells.

The cracked earth began to reunite, and the collapsed mountains re-emerged, and even the previously shattered trees were drilled out of the soil one by one, and they were reluctantly inserted into the original silver fir forest...

Mu Ning snow looked around and could not help but a bit of bitterness.

This picturesque mountain lake is no longer as beautiful as it was just seen, and the torn paintings are not as good as the original.

"I can work harder and give me some more time." Simons panicked.

The snow-haired woman was obviously dissatisfied with her craft, and Simmons even felt that the fangs of the tiger were closer to their necks.