Versatile Mage

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The dead air, all that can be engulfed by the black tide, the tide is completely composed of those black carrage, it seems that the grievances produced by the sacred sacs provide them with good nutrients in general, each rot The corpse was wearing a black armor and became a well-trained army.

"Small loach, you can have a full meal today, but also by the way, bless the leaders who are upright and ignorant, don't make any accidents. Otherwise, if I hang up, you will become a pile of scrap iron and be melted. Don't want to eat the soul." Mo Fan grabbed the small sinker on his chest and talked with him.

The little muddy never let him talk to himself and look like a silly X, so he shook his black body and said that he heard it.

"These undead seem to be more condensed..." Mofan continued to talk to himself.

When I first went to the old villages to fight the undead, Mo Fan found that a group of green souls and small mud scorpions that were made after the death of the dead were very happy. It didn’t take long for the servant-level fines to come out, otherwise Mo Fan It is also impossible to strengthen the fire system to 33.

Participating in this war is the most important estimate for Mo Fan. It is fine, whether it is the slave servant-level wrecks to take condensed, or the complete succinctly smashed out, all will be sucked away by the small mud ......

Therefore, the more black servant-level carrage, the more Mo Fan feels that these will become small muddy rations, it is no wonder that this guy who has eaten fat and autumn is actually shaking up!

"Kill, kill!!" The crossman screamed with morale, and the ice star map between the stilts had already appeared at his feet.

Four ice locks appeared in the blink of an eye, and the guy was a very old ice master. The control of the ice lock had reached an extreme level, and he saw himself jump. From the ice lock that flew in front of him, the ice-locked cross-headed man who was flying forward showed a chill and a dash, and he immediately took the first to kill the black carrion with his own ice lock. Among them...

The black carrion is a piece of corpse, and you can't see the end of their army at a glance. Not everyone can be so murderous when facing such a huge corpse!

The inspiration of the Crossman was really effective. Seeing him as an ice master, the others showed their different understandings of their respective magic and began to kill them with these dark corpses.

"If you die, you should bury it in the ground and turn it into a nutrient for the plant. Don't run out of the people who are still alive!" A full-fledged female mage said in a thick robe.

The soil pointed by her index finger will immediately grow a rough vine like a wrist. The vine has a thorny barb on the vine. If it is wrapped around the demon, it will definitely peel it off, but these are not afraid of pain. The undead is not so much stressful. Even if the body is made into two segments, its upper body will still crawl with the sharp claws. It seems that as long as it climbs to the living creature, it will win. The result is this name. The magic vine female mage has a high boots and her head is rotten!

"Queen's." Mo Fan secretly recited a sentence, riding this will leave her very close to ask the name.

The magic vine female mage squinted at Mo Fan, a completely cold arrogant gesture that the old lady did not have time to meet with you on the battlefield.

"She is called green pepper. The members of the non-trial committee in the Magic Association prefer the female wizard who used violence against the Master. I once brought a team of high-end students to experience. One of the children of the family was whipped by her. Hours, the clothes are smashed... The undead list kills the seventh dead, the number of slaves who died in her hands is 1,330, and the level of the warlord is 78, just five years!" The familiar voice floated in, with a bit of wretchedness.

Mo Fan turned his head, but found a man who was talking to himself and almost kissed his knee and said to himself, which made Mo Fan shocked!

"Dwarf man, how are you here??" Mofan asked with a strange look.

"I have been there all the time, I rely on it, you will not forget that I told you that my family lives in the north of your Bocheng Street. I will come over when I call the order!" The dwarf man also squinted.

"Oh, sorry, it's not easy to find out in the crowd, if you don't pick it up yourself." Mofan nodded.

"Please, I am sending out in a variety of different ways (but it is also a sacred mage who once vowed devoutly on the Hall of the Hunters Alliance, to be a sacred mage who is just for justice and only with fraternity..."

"speak English."

"The hunter who participated in this mission can get the honor hunter title, this thing can transfer and sell money, at least 8 million!"

"You should be a businessman, not a mage, I look down on you," Mofan said.

"Big brother, I will be there when I am in the city. You are being recruited by a member of Parliament. It is not voluntary."

"Oh... yes, what is the name of the undead list you just said, what happened to the small peppers and green peppers?" Mo Fan’s ability to transfer the topic has already been familiar.

The dwarf man took a bit of disdain and looked at the companions who had been killed in the front with the undead. The mouth was slightly stunned: "It is the honor list of the middle-level wizard. Every big force has to hang, killing The number of undead is correct. The green pepper you just wanted to play is the seventh one, killing thousands of undead. This achievement is not what the normal mage can do... paralysis, you also want to attack the old child. You are still dirty with your grandfather's shoes!"

Mo Fan looked down and found that only one half of the arm of the carrion still moved his claws to catch the short man's ankle, causing the short man's five-footed body to jump up and thunder.

"It turned out to be like this. It seems that there are still masters in our miscellaneous army. Eat it, eat it, this dragon fruit tastes good." Mo Fan talked and put a group of fire into a non-stop mouth. In the mouth of the carrion, the gentle posture is like a refugee who is starving to death on the street.

The speed of burning and burning bones is fast. The rot is not in the throat of the carrion. It burns up. It is not the kind of slow burning, but it is instantly burned into a cloud of ash and no bone residue. The rest.

In the next second, the little mud smashed and pouted, sucking away the green soul that came up after the death of the dead.

"Mofan brothers, you are not bad, you must know that you are the natural dual-master of the talented version of the fifth, I said that will lead you when you lead the way ... Guangyao! Little elder I overtook You...oh, I am not talking about you, Mofan brothers, I mean to give you a 15% discount!"