Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 244 If you want to fall, you will fall in the arms of your girlfriend 【3000 words】

Countless plants clustered together, and a huge vine dragon condensed under Lan Muchen's magic.

"Xingyuhuo." Lan Muchen shouted, and the maroon Xingyuhuo spread all over the lengthy body of the rattan dragon in an instant.

This is a wooden dragon covered in flames, and it is an incomparably mysterious magic.

Lan Muchen swung his right fist with all his strength, and the wooden dragon opened its huge plant-made mouth and swallowed towards the towering bone minister.

Ice magic can bottom out, Lan Muchen can only use plant magic to attack.

Fortunately, his plant magic is relatively comprehensive, capable of attacking, defending, and controlling, otherwise he would be suffering against ordinary commanders now.

Relying on the great strength of his body, the towering bone official stretched his arms and palms up and down, unexpectedly resisting the charge of the wooden dragon.

It is so powerful that it grabs the wooden dragon's upper jaw with one hand and its lower forehead with the other, as if it wants to tear the wooden dragon apart.

The fiercely burning Xingyu fire was attached to its indestructible bone arm, and it burned for half a day without leaving any traces.

After all, it is difficult for a spirit-level flame to cause damage to a leader-level creature.

However, Lan Muchen was not alone. During the time when the towering bone minister was holding the wooden dragon, several high-ranking mages all used their housekeeping skills.

"Tianyan's funeral."

"Silent Thunder and Death Light"

"Frozen coffin."

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Colorful magic brilliance flickered one after another, and various high-level magic hit the head of the towering bone official.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the majestic bone minister who was attacked by the enemy was repelled by magic. For a while, it was difficult for everyone to see the result.

"Roar!" A high-pitched roar dispersed the flying dust, and the bright silver bone body of the towering Bone Official was wrapped in a thick dead air, and a long bone stick appeared in its hand.

At the same time, dense cracks suddenly appeared on the black surface, and bone arms emerged from the cracks.

Humans can form groups, and skeletons and bone ministers can summon hundreds of low-level undead to help fight.

Compared with the number, the undead have never been afraid of humans, and the number has always been the advantage of the undead.

The ferocious and terrifying little skull is not afraid of death, and under the command of the boss, it spares no effort to pounce on humans who are far stronger than itself.

Lan Muchen was surrounded by water swords, and every shot of the water sword could take away one or several skeletons.

The human mage was overwhelmed, and the towering bone minister raised his bone stick and smashed it at the nearest human mage.

The man hurriedly released the magic equipment and used defensive magic to defend, but under the great strength of the commander-level bone minister, everything was just a cloud.

A high-ranking mage, even the person and the magic equipment, were smashed into mud by a stick.

"Shuangdi!" The person who knew the high-ranking mage shouted heartbreakingly.

But there is no need for a high voice, but it will attract more undead.

The skeletal face of the towering bone minister showed a ferocious smile, as if he was mocking the weakness of human mages.

Lan Muchen looked at the blood that quickly melted into the ground, he was angry but his mind was calm.

In war, how can there be no reason for immortality?
Human beings are always on the weak side, and the city behind them can survive forever, isn't it thanks to the sacrifices of countless mages on the front line?
A high-level mage died here, and maybe the super-level mages who fought with the undead monarch in the deeper areas would also die.

The intermediate and elementary mages in the back suffered heavy casualties.

Lan Muchen's hands were already burning with the Green Luan Phoenix Fire, but due to the lack of magic energy, he was unable to release the more powerful ice magic.

And it would overload him mentally.

The icy wind blew past, directly taking away a few skeletons that rushed towards him, and Mu Ningxue landed beside Lan Muchen lightly.

"Commander-level undead crystal, you should be able to restore 1/4 of the mana when you use it for the first time." Mu Ningxue didn't say too much, but just stuffed a precious command-level undead crystal into Lan Muchen's palm.

She knew what Lan Muchen was thinking, all she could do was to help him.

Lan Muchen crushed this black crystal, and under the guidance of his thoughts, the pure energy poured into the nearly exhausted ice galaxy.

As Mu Ningxue said, his ice magic energy has recovered to nearly 1/4.

"Thank you." Lan Muchen struck at the head of the majestic bone official with a blast of ice luan chant, so fast that he couldn't see the star map clearly.

The blue phoenix fire bloomed on the bone minister's forehead, almost harmless, but extremely insulting.

The top-level soul-level phoenix fire majestic bone minister couldn't be dispelled in a short time, just like that, a beautiful flower of phoenix fire bloomed on the top of its head.

The skull with the beautiful ice blue fire is extremely terrifying.

Lan Muchen didn't intend to use this blow to injure the towering bone minister, he just attracted the bone minister's attention, so that other high-ranking mages had a chance to breathe.

"Huanghuo, Blazing Frost, Ice Blade - Frozen Coffin!" Lan Muchen used three kinds of soul ice in succession, and a three-dimensional ice constellation was built above his head.

Fortunately, there were Ning Xue and Xing Ling who held back the footsteps of the towering bone official for a short time, and the hammer fell on Lan Muchen long ago.

A crimson ice coffin was suspended above the head of the majestic bone minister, and the incomparably gorgeous blue phoenix fire ignited the entire coffin, and the invisible frost and ice blades were hidden in the coffin wall embellished with the pattern of Qingluan.

The towering bone minister felt threatened on the ice coffin, but the dense plants around him and the extremely strong frost made it difficult to move forward.

The strength of Mu Ningxue, who has evolved once from Commander-level Flower Immortal and Soul Ice, should not be underestimated.

The ice coffin was firmly covered on the body of the towering bone minister, and several kinds of terrifying soul ice instantly clung to the solid bone body.

The turbulent Qingluan Phoenix fire engulfed the majestic bone minister, the blue frost condensed, and the red hot ice penetrated into the bone minister, vowing to melt its proud body.

Countless sharp ice blades protruded from the coffin wall, unreasonably piercing into the half-frozen body of the majestic bone minister.

What the undead skeletons are most afraid of is the erosive frost. The soul-level ice can seal their main joints and make them move, and the rest can only be living targets.

After all, the towering bone minister was the great commander, so it was impossible for him to just die under Lan Muchen's blow. Fine cracks appeared in the frozen frost, and the majestic ice coffin crunched and crumbled.

Lan Muchen slammed his raised hand down suddenly, and his head of ice crystal phoenix hung down to the towering bone official who had just broken through the seal of the ice coffin.

The loud and clear phoenix cries, and the ice element spreads wantonly to vent.

The resplendent ice crystals completely froze this extremely tyrannical skeleton minister.

The black soil within a few hundred meters was completely covered by frost, and the low-level undead turned into flawless ice sculptures under the aftermath of the phoenix.

Lan Muchen's body softened, and he fell to Mu Ningxue beside him.

The coldness and the girl's body fragrance and softness stimulated Lan Muchen, he didn't pass out, but he was a little weak and weak.

The ice magic energy that had just been replenished was drained again.

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Most of the powerful undead ministers were eliminated, the Baiyin ghost was also dealt with by the mage group, and the battle between the super mage and the ghost ghost king was coming to an end.

Victory in this battle belongs to humanity.

Even if the loss is huge and the casualties are heavy, as long as the ghost king is beheaded, the goal of mankind will be achieved.

The monarch-level ghost tyrants and powerful undead commanders were dealt with, and a large number of low-level undead died under the ruthless bombing of magic. In a short period of time, the north city wall can sit back and relax.

Mu Ningxue hugged Lan Muchen in her arms distressedly, and flew into the air with the wings on her back.

On the way back to the city, Lan Muchen released summoning magic continuously to summon Xing Ling, Mo Lin, and Qing Ya back.

The leader of the undead was beheaded, and these low-level undead would be dealt with by the guards.

The current Lan Muchen is also powerless, there is plenty of plant-type magic power, summoning-type magic power, and water-type magic power, but the continuous release of powerful ice magic makes his spiritual world sting from time to time.

There was a battle a few days ago, and it happened again today, and it was consumed faster than the last time, and the iron body couldn't bear it.

Lan Muchen pressed his head against Mu Ningxue.

Closing his eyes and leaning his face forward, Lan Muchen gently hugged Mu Ningxue's slender waist.

Mu Ningxue, who was used to it, only blushed a little on her cheeks, but hugged her boyfriend even tighter.

The high-intensity battle has worked hard for him.

Mu Ningxue seems to have forgotten that she has been fighting all the time, and she is very exhausted, and there are still some injuries on her body.

Lan Muchen didn't notice because of his dizziness, so she didn't ask to be healed.

Her injury is not serious, and it will be fine to heal after he rests.

Sparse cold rain fell from the sky, and Mu Ningxue propped up the wind element to keep the rain from getting close to them.

The night had not yet passed, and when Mu Ningxue fell to the north wall, the mages guarding the city were still patrolling conscientiously.

The cold rain hit them, even if these mages wore raincoats, it was not easy to waste mana to block the rain.

The near-zero chill is unbearable, and the mages who fight and defend the city are worthy of everyone's admiration.

Not far away is the Yaonan who brought Mo Fan back to the city wall, and they don't know what they are talking about.

The rain was hazy, and the mages who completed the killing task were retreating. The mages defending the city received orders to respond. The battle to kill the dead king was won, but the battle between humans and undead continued.

The rainy weather delayed the light of the morning sun, and the exhausted mages had to persevere.

Lan Muchen was not injured, but his energy was consumed too fast and hurt his spirit, so he should just rest.

"I just found out that you still have injuries on your body. I'm sorry I didn't heal you immediately." Lan Muchen saw the blood on Mu Ningxue's body, drew the healing star map on his palm, and a plump healing elf pounced on Mu Ning Snow injured parts.

The wound was painful and itchy, Mu Ningxue supported Lan Muchen and said, "My injury is not serious, but you, I couldn't even stand up just now."

After thinking about it, he asked again: "It's almost dawn, do you want to go back and rest?"

Lan Muchen shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer, leave after dawn, we can be regarded as fully participating in this battle."

Mu Ningxue nodded with a light "hmm".

"Lao Lan, Ning Xue, you guys are back too." Mo Fan and Yao Nan, who were covered in blood, came over.

"Thanks to your help, the injuries of the middle-level mage group and high-level mages have been reduced a lot." Yao Nan is also a real man, with no less injuries than Mo Fan, and there are scars left by the commander-level undead minister.

"You are all here too. It seems that you are all seriously injured, I will heal you." Lan Muchen said and released two healing system star maps in succession.

The gentle healing spirit flew to the bruised two to stitch up the wounds.

"Thank you."

ps: It’s late, but it’s okay, a full 3000 words.

(End of this chapter)