Versatile Mage

"Why... why do you still insist on..." The female elder Lingxi’s eyes shook violently. She couldn’t believe that this little young mage still lived in the dead door. He faced a difficult situation than the ancient capital. The city is still tragic.

The ancient capital city is at least an island that is about to be swallowed up by the black ocean, and it is not even a leaf boat! !

"We... should we really escape??" Zhu Meng slowly spit out this sentence.

Escape, does it really make sense? ?

Escape from this catastrophe!

What everyone is facing is a dead end. If a young mage can decide to live, he can build a mountain of bones. What is the price for the enemy to destroy the city? ? ?

Despair, despair, and always despair, then continue to kill in despair, can not open a dawn, and die in the endless darkness!

I don’t want to escape, especially seeing this scene!

"There is nothing left in this city, otherwise it will be completely destroyed." Chu Jia said.

"If you really want to leave something, then it is this!" Zhu Meng used his fingers to point to the evil eye bronze mirror, pointing to the proud bone mountain of Mo Fan.

The city will really disappear into this world from now on. It is definitely not a few sorrowful mages, leaders and decision makers, but the hearts they have never surrendered!

Whether it is the Black Holy See or the country that has been ruined for two thousand years, it is okay to let this city perish, but they must pay 100 times, thousands of times, and 10,000 times! !

It is impossible to let the Black Holy See succeed in this way, so that the holocaust they carefully plan to leave the fear of the whole world a shadow of the devil, so that more vulnerable people will surrender to these beastly beasts, and let the world understand that even if the city is erased, The determination to live is enough to pile up a mountain and spread it into the sea!

This is what I want to stay! !

Some people at the top want to escape, I wish to understand.

With the strength of their super-president mage, if they really unite, they will have to survive.

I don’t want to escape, I didn’t want to escape. I saw that Mo Fan was still alive in the face of such a dead space, and I wished that there would be no more escape thoughts!

"I will stay too." A voice passed from the ladder.

Duo Xiao was bloody, with a leather cloak on his body. One of his hands fell down, his palm was full of blood, and his other hand... was empty, and his other hand had nothing.

"Head!" The demon man saw that Xiao Xiao came back and could not help but tremble.

Others are back, but his arm seems to stay outside, his hair is full of blood, if not for his own opening, I am afraid that he may not recognize that he is the king of hunting!

"Don't deceive ourselves, we will lose all of us. Even the corpses of the mountains can't be destroyed. Let's talk about what to do!!" Elder Chu Jia had some annoyed martyrdom.

Chu Jia advocated escaping and fled with a few people.

The list of the few people is nothing more than the leaders of these high-level and other fields. As for the people who are still praying for God's blessing in the rain, they are impossible to list on the list!

"You are really ridiculous. Just because this kid is still alive, he has to give up the plan to make a good escape. Hey, this kid is still dead in the end. Who knows what he did between the dead, thousands of cockroaches, killing again? What is more meaningful, our enemy is the Black Holy See, the corpse of the mountain, is the 煞 ......... You can see him by himself, he can still live for a few minutes!” Chu Jia saw that everyone actually shaken the idea of ​​running away, suddenly angry Ramp.

"He is not dead, at least not dead now." Zhu Meng insisted.

"Good, good, good..." Chu Jia was already sneer. "I am giving you a few minutes to think about it. I will see how he died, because this kid... you guys." How ridiculous is it??"

"Ha ha ha, Elder Chu Jia, I agree with you. He is just the son of a cargo driver who feeds his own dust. You are the most ridiculous person to put yourself on the top as a leader and leader. It’s the case... In my opinion, you still bowed to the feet of our Sarandan, and when you are all dead, you will be allowed to continue to be the superiors and help the Sarangan rule the immortal court!” The harsh laughter came from above, and the madman Muhe, who was tied to the bell tower, screamed.

"You shut me up!" Chu Jia was extremely impatient, and with a wave of his palm, he swept out a few ice cones and slammed it toward Muhe's body.

Mu He was pulled out of the blood hole by the ice cone, but this guy couldn’t feel the pain at all, and he was still laughing there crazy.

"Do you know, this kid can enter the magic high school, or because of my charity... ridiculous, you actually bet on a kid who was a monk by my alms, haha, hahahaha~~~~~~~ ~" Muhe has laughed and gone crazy.

As he said, Mo Fan's ability to enter the Magic High School is indeed his alms. He is now able to reach this realm, and Mu He is actually very surprised, but in this catastrophe he plays only a role of an ant, under the coat of the Saran adult bishop, no one will not die!

"Maniac, this madman, why don't you let me kill him!"

"He can't wait to die!"

"President, what to do, you decide!"

"Yeah, president, let's make a decision."

The president Han Lian stood there, and the tired pupil was already in his eyes.

He didn't know how to make a decision at this time, or he didn't make any decision to make any decision, and he couldn't influence anything.

Han Lian can only put his eyes on the evil eye bronze mirror, and in the evil flame bronze mirror, Mo Fan looks exhausted, just like everyone's present situation.

There are still squats crawling up, and the **** bones that have been watching from the side are like the corpses of the mountains that everyone can't resist...

Escape, or fight?

Leaving a small number of people, or leaving the unyielding belief? ?

......

Han did not know how to make a choice, but Mo Fan’s choice has always been clear!

The bones piled up and screamed, and from time to time, it rolled down the next big piece. It stood tall and tall, and when Mofan moved a little, there would be countless bones rolling down.

"Boom!!!!"

The bone mountain swayed.

"Boom!!!!!"

The bone blanket was trembled.

The size of the body reached ten meters, and the **** bones finally couldn’t stand it. This guy’s eyes shot the killing mans, and he was walking towards the bone mountain where Mo Fan was.

Mo Fan’s hand was shaking, not because of fear, but because he had already surpassed the limits of his body, and his body was exhausted and extremely convulsive.

It’s hard to make a fist, wipe the blood on his face, and it turns out to be bloody...

......

"Now, you have to look up and look at Laozi!!"

The broken sound echoes, Mo Fan is like a beast!

He pulled out the last strength of his body, his fists clenched in the arrogance, and squatted toward the head of the **** bones! ! !