Versatile Mage

"Simmons, you stare at the white tiger, I will solve her!" Conradson Kangna sees the situation is not good, dare not hesitate again.

"Connor, don't be impulsive, wait..." Simmons didn't finish painting, Connor had already shot.

Originally they wanted to wait for the ancient secret law to start. This secret method requires four holy shadows to work together, at least to double their magical power. This is a very strong secret of the shadow, and Simmons feels it is necessary. Wait a minute.

Can Conner believes in himself, and he too neglects the strength of the other side!

To know that the shadow of the shadow of the wilderness in front of Muning Snow is generally weak with a child, Connor's strength is not even as good as Keye, he is just a newcomer who has just promoted the holy shadow!

Probably too much to express himself, the sacred Connor does not wait for the sacred shadow to come. He is a shadow master, approaching Muning Snow with a ghostly body, wanting to attack other people when the white tiger attacks Winning Muning Snow at a very fast speed.

Close enough, Conner feels that this distance is impossible for any strongman to defend, as long as he does not cast those powerful shield spells in advance, his shadow stakes can be the first time to subdue the enemy!

Shadow Pole is a powerful secret method used by the Holy City to deal with ancient vampires. Connor pretends to be close to Muning Snow, but suddenly some dark matter is scattered around Muning Snow.

These shadows quickly form a black pattern at the foot of Muning Snow, which is like a black chain. The next moment, there will be shadow pegs coming out from under the ground, the wrists of the evil creatures, the feet, the abdomen, The chest, neck and forehead all run through the pointed shadow pile!

Muning Snow suddenly stood still.

"Wind Scar"

Her clothes, her long hair, began to move.

The airflow is getting stronger and stronger, and at the extreme, it is compressed by the idea of ​​Muning Snow into a whirlwind mark, and suddenly sweeps in four different directions!

The earth and the air of the Holy City suddenly suffered a terrible division. When the people in the holy city of the sky looked at it, they could see a scene of horror.

Centered on the location of Muning Snow, there are four powerful airflow barriers on the deep and sloping lobes, guarding Muning Snow in the form of a “卍”.

The barrier of the wind is as high as the peak of the mountain. The powerful force is tormenting the black shadow piles under the feet. Soon the seemingly mysterious ancient shadow method is disintegrated with a trace of dark matter. And the graceful figure, Muning Snow standing in the white air curtain is unharmed.

The consonant Connor was stunned, and he never thought that his magic would be so vulnerable.

Suddenly, Connor noticed that Muning Snow’s eyes had finally moved to his side. For a long time, Muning Snow’s attention was only on the head of the shadow.

It’s just that the shadowist Connor would never have thought that it was because of this gaze that his death came! !

The wind is definitely not just to protect Muning Snow, they are also extremely lethal!

Mu Ning waved his hand and saw that the strong scar was separated from the original area, and spread to the far end with extremely exaggerated speed and strength, from the area that was originally equivalent to a mountain level to the half seat. Holy City! !

And this process of proliferation is equivalent to cutting everything along the way!

The body of Conrader Connor was cut open, and the entire urban area behind Conner was cut by the swept swept swept, the wind should be soft and broad, and the wind of Muning Snow was slender and silky. Full of killing.

Connor fell, and the blood flowed like the previous apostles, and the weakness seemed to be no different from them.

But he is a sacred shadow singer. Only the sacred shadows themselves know the gap between the sacred shadows and the sacred apostles, or whether the gap between the two is similar to that of Muning Snow, so that there is no surprise at all!

Conrador Connor is not expected to have such a result. He feels that even if he is not an opponent of Muning Snow, he will not fall to such a close to being killed by the spike, nor will other sacred players even save himself. difficult.

Connor took a look at Simmons before he died.

He finally understood why Simmons is so arrogant, why is there fear in his eyes, this woman is really terrible! !

"Connor..." Simmons glanced at the colleague who was split into two halves, and couldn't help but think of the same end of the shadow of the wilderness.

At that time, Simmons realized that the sacred shadows were just a group of lambs in front of Muning Snow, and they could not beat her.

"Do you want to survive?" Muning Snow saw the familiar Simmons, faintly asked.

Simmons took a deep breath and noticed that Muning Snow's feet were still surging by the wind of scars. He was confident that he could resist this force, but he did not have the confidence to survive the next attack by Muning Snow.

"I have no choice, I flinched, losing not only my life, but my dignity." Simmons finally got the courage, facing Muning Snow, he used his again Natural deity.

The highly toxic mandala is drilled from the cracks in the earth, and the rhizome grows finer vines, and the vine grows rapidly into a rhizome, and the rhizome becomes a thicker main vine...

In a few seconds, Muning Snow was surrounded by countless poisonous snake-like mandala vines, like being placed in a mandala jungle with an anesthetic mandala flower blooming The petals are layered, each one is as big as a banana leaf, and the pollen that is secreted begins to feel the psychedelic!

A mandala forest, which should have grown magnificently, eventually turned into a huge jungle, trapping Muning Snow, constantly consuming her power...

Outside the city, the white snow is endlessly poured in, the bitter cold makes any living object lose its vitality, and the mandala poisonous jungle that has just emerged a vigorous natural force is fleeting.

Withered in the cold, disappearing in the wither, it is also a few seconds, but it seems to be at the end of life, the only remaining frozen flower vine remains!

"Ice Curse." The singer Simmons looked at Muning Snow with some despair.

She is not only a wind curse, but also an ice curse mage!

Simmons suddenly realized that he saw the strength of Muning Snow is only the tip of the iceberg.

Probably only the angel of the angel, Farr, has the capital to compete with her. These people are really vulnerable!

“吱 吱 吱 吱 吱 吱!!”

It’s not just the mandala poisonous vines that freezes the silence. Simmons is also watching the moment with Muning Snow, the body begins to freeze, the blood begins to stagnate, and the vitality of life is rapidly icy...

Simmons can resist, but he knows that his resistance is just a struggle, and he can live for a while, but it makes no sense.

"I didn't say anything, didn't tell you about the killing of Keye..." Simmons's face began to become pale, his skin was covered with frost, not to mention the inside of his body, those The organs of the dead organs.

Munin Snow nodded.

"But you don't care at all, you are ready to be an enemy of the Holy City. Is it really because of him? He is worthy of you doing this..." Simmons raised his hand and pointed to the air. The man trapped in the black star.

Munin Snow did not answer Simmons.

Simmons' eyes were still staring at Muning Snow. He looked at the woman's figure and walked past him. Simmons tried to keep his head and continued to follow, only to find that he could not move any part of his body.

Simons really wants to know this answer.

does it worth?

She is so beautiful, she is so strong that she is shouldered by angels, why should she give everything to a mortal devil.

"If you change it, he is on the ground, and he will do the same."

Suddenly, Simmons heard her cold voice, the moment before the end of her life.

Simmons also imagined that the other party would be as good as the last time, perhaps because he was a little bit special for her, but this time did not.

As long as she is enemies with her, there is no difference between herself and the shadows.

The last time she was kind, she gave herself a living path.

This time, her heart is kind, just answering a question, so that I can pay attention to myself.

A perfect woman.

Beautiful as the queen of ancient mythology, glamorous and noble, not dusty.

She is not a symbol of decoration, her magical realm is unparalleled in the world, she can control the angels of the world.

She does not care for the world, only loves herself, and can subvert everything.

She satisfied Simmons's perfect fantasy for women.

It is a pity that when she met such a woman, she was so humble and did not block her noble path.

But I really don't deserve it.

I used to think that I could give everything for my love, but I fell into the system of the Holy City. After I fell into the system of this society, I realized that in the system and society that would be devastating and savage, everyone cares forever. They are all themselves, want to heal, want to be stronger, want to be respected, want more and more, and will not hesitate to abandon what they love... always in immersion and loss, complaining that there is no such ideal in the world. It is.

When one day I really see and meet, I will suddenly swear by myself, and I will suddenly regret it. Only then will I realize that some people are really different and very powerful. They always insist on their own heart, and the heart is still so Clean and clear, the thoughts are spotless.

"It’s him, he will do the same."

When Simmons was wrapped in death and his breathing almost disappeared, Simmons echoed this question in his mind.

Change yourself to yourself, do you have the courage to break the holy city? ? ?

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The only thing that Simmons’s consciousness was heard at this moment was the sound of Mu Ningxue’s continued footsteps.