My Empire

It is still on the high high, as if in the magic tower of the world, a magical apprentice is whispering with his friends, his voice is not big, in the empty magic tower.

"The big magician is not crazy ... I have heard that he often exposes some mortal imperial imperial strange things ... Even the time of meditation is reduced." Leaning on the ear of the companion, he said, he said recently. The strange thing.

This magic tower is a magic tower of Dafa Frenzberg, everything inside is a person. Here he is a king, so he can be here.

However, a powerful magician is needed to meditate and cultivate support. If he is addicted to other things, I forgot to improve myself, then he is likely to be surpassed by other magicians and lose their status.

In recent days, the Frenzberg Master seems to be a bit too unusless. He has frequent to engage in some strange things, even to the point of sleep.

For those weird things from the mortal empire, he even giving the apprentices to reduce the time of classes. Therefore, most of the magicians have begun to be dissatisfied with Frenzberg. After all, they don't want to be happy, and they are ignored here.

"Hey! Don't mention it! I heard that Yesterday, the Special Emperor of the Yaste Empire sent a strange iron tube ... Two brothers went to persuade, being opened by the teacher ..." Another young apprentice said this When things, my face was frightened.

On the day, two apprentices were driven out of the magic tower, he was also alive, it is a fearful thing.

If you can't learn something, you can mix some basic magic skills. If you are being removed, then you can do something bad, although you can also turn it under the door of other big magicians, you can generally, this "second" The people of the palace, like the author of the binary palace is not very loved.

"You don't say, after seeing that iron, the big magician has always closed himself in the room, today's breakfast didn't eat ... In this way, the Frentzberg Dafa will lose now. The status is. "The apprentice who took the first move shook his head.

The other person followed him, agreed with his saying: "No, crazy crazy, it seems that our magic tower is going to change the master! How can we do it when we can do it?"

"I don't know what to do, I heard that I flew my window yesterday. I haven't been repaired until now."

"Don't say, don't say, the stack in the whole house is some of the mortal empire, people are sluggish ..."

Just when they were talking about the corners of the wall, the gates of the Master Tower were pushed out from the outside. A fat pier is long, the magician of the beard, the chin, who took the eight-step, walked into the magic tower, shocked all the magicians who were practicing and cleaning.

"Lessen's big magic mage ... how did he come? I heard that he and the teacher are not too decentralized, and it has always been the death of the death in the magic parliament ..." A apprentice who knows people has changed, watching the big The magician, the stomach is scared.

When you hear him, the other people have changed their faces. Some people even returned backwards. They knew that this thing is not a trouble.

Without inviting the magic tower that broke into other big magicians, they have always been regarded as challenge each other. Look at this floor today, Lessen, Lessen, which is coming, is obviously ready, recently, there is nothing to meditate, the magical breath is not much to accumulate the Frerenzberg Master, this time must be eaten. Not small loss.

After the Lessen's big magician, there are several Lessen's magicians, they wear ornate white robe. At first glance is a few students in Lesson's hand.

"No! It's not good!" The magicians in a Master Tower scared to run the rotating steps, shouting loudly, and wanted to give the ladies and their own teachers.

Lessen is not concerned about it, he is ready for everything today, and it is difficult to kill when Frenzberg is weak. It is a victory. It is not to take care of those section.

He followed the magician who ran on the stairs, he embarked on the stairs in the heart, brewing the contest between the two people: his magic atmosphere is more than the other side, two people The magic level is almost the same - the duel is the situation.

The more I want to feel happy, as if I have seen my own expression on the Frenzberg. Two people fight in the magic parliament for so long, isn't the opportunity to wait until today, is it a victory?

Originally, he thought that he was fifteen years older than Frentzberg, waiting until Frenzberg is more older, he will finally expose any flaw because of physical strength. However, he did not think that the opportunity came so fast.

Inside the room, I heard the huge iron blanks that Frerenzberg, who had no noisy sound, still looked at the huge iron. This cannon is sent by the Yarland Empire, because claiming is a new invention of Allah Hill, so it is used by Frenzberg to be intercepted, and it is used to study for a few days.

Striping the cold iron wall with hands, feeling this kind of heavy dunks without a breath without rhythm, Frenzberg felt that there was a door to slowly opened in front of him.

He has been pursuing breakthrough of your own limits, but I always feel that the wall that cannot be overhead is in front of her eyes, but now, the wall seems to be fragile, at least, he feels that he is not yesterday.

The window is broken and broken, and the shell is thoroughly crushed. There is only a poor window frame left, and the slash hanging on the folding page, it looks funny and defeated. The cold wind blows into this room, with a slight swing with a white beard of Frenzberg.

"This is a kind of exciting creation ..." He has a word in his mouth, the evaluation of this thing in front of you: "Allah Hill ... Are you the last answer? Interest! Interest!"

"I can't think of it! I pursue something for a lifetime, but I am not in the west, but in the mortal country in the east ... those ants ... No, now I can't call them ants, they are not a crust, it is worthy of attention ... ... ... mortal! "He embarrassed, his face was hanged, and he did not pay attention to the more and more close noise.

"I will know, more than the magic of the magic, the wisdom is the most precious wealth of human beings! If I let me see these things more than 30 years ago, how good." His hand stopped in the door. The guns of the gun are stroking the smooth.

"Dang!" His door was pushed away from the outside, and the scientific William pointed angle hangs fresh blood, and then fell into the room, rolled to the foot of Frenzberg. Almost at the same time, a rude voice rang, let Frenzberg are very disgusting: "Hahaha! Frenzberg! I don't think you have today."

"Yeah! I can't think of me." I nodded at Frenzberg, still afraid that all of the mortals brought to him.

"My Lessen! Today is to challenge you!" Lessen's big magic martial arts rushed, and his pair made a blazing fireball, reflecting his is full of bearded faces.

Apprentice William wanted to struggle to stand up, but because the magical breath that had been played in the body pulled the visceral, and fell back to the position of the fall, even the speech could not be done.

Frentzberg looked at the two fireballs on the palm of Lessen, and nodded and praised: "At the same time, you can sing two fireballs, it is really a job."

"Since you are praise, please ask you, go to death!" Lessen's face is more beautiful, the sound is sharp, screaming: "Double fire!"

"Call!" Frenzberg, of course, did not plan to sit, his side of the air started to condense, curled in the left hand, and his right hand grabbed a bullet steel sand from the box of the iron gun. In front of the left hand.

His face with confident smiles, seems to be a clear and visible Lesssen's big magic, which is not his threat.

Then, the next second, the wind-based magic exploded in his left hand palm, and was compressed to the ultimate air finally overwhelmed heating. And his left hand is surrounded by air-causing air, forming an invisible gun. The flame swells in this transparent gun, and instantly pushed the iron sand on the right hand palm in Frenzberg.

It seems to be a tiger gun in close shot, steel sand forms a bloody wind in front of Frenzberg, and the particles that scatter as the steel needle are the same as the state, cutting. Opened all the way to block the way.

Just a moment, a super large scattered gun has a close leaving fire. Lessen, as a goal, and a few apprentices, thoroughly experience what is called "Wan Arrow".

I haven't waiting for them to see what they face, and those steel sand rushed into their flesh. I broke their veins and cut their blood vessels, embedded in their spleen and stomach, stayed in their eye.

Two fireballs have passed through the steel sand that passed through the steel sand, and the smoke is destroyed when hitting the Frenzberg.