Netheril’s Glory

The battle is over ... The result is nature and punk expects, there is nothing different, the Mont-Fengbei, this guy who makes the Flying Trade Association's focus is also a fifteen magical creature, the level it is lower than the Piece Level, lower than the blend of this pull, plus this wind and thunder is still in a state of a bad hays, and there is a person who has lost a person's single picking peck and the pull of two and one. When I was just fighting, I was also blown with a trap. If this situation, the wind is still won, and it is not awkward.

Punk at this time, flying in the half air, manipulating the alchemy - the spine of the corpse of the body, and then wrap the big group around the silk lightning element, the hardness is more tough than the steel wire. Installing the storage ring, these sturdy eagle's neural wire is a good energy transfer material, and punk can waste it in white.

In fact, as a master-level magic creature, the soul of the Mont-Fengbei is the most valuable wealth. If the punk does not take riser to capture a master of the soul of the master creature, he is here. The hierarchy, the fragile soul can destroy them after the loss of ** protection, but those magic equipment, spell reels can be activated directly with the soul, more no need to say that a big spacing is seven The self-burst of soul.

Therefore, no one can determine that the opponent of only a moving bomb is really bunch of hands, or is, it is dark, and some means preparations and the first to touch the body, the Yumi, the same, "Strong", In this case, even if the punk knows the soul of the master's creative, he can only destroy this "Timed Bomb" with the fastest speed without hesitation!

However, punk cautious costs are also very obvious. He has stagnated for the survey of Mont-Fengchen's body.

Until the pull of the Baby, he went to the Bengbei - the head of the wind, and the punk was still frowning to see the brain tissue of the head cover.

"Hey, this guy me knows more than a thousand years ago, now I am actually falling this, the world is impermanent, the world is impermanent" .........

The hand of the Benli is closed by another intact eye of the Mont-Fengcan, and then gives a sense of emotion.

"Don't tell me that you are the kind of reasoning mage, sometimes sighing what it is worse than thinking about this guy."

The punk didn't see the pull eye. She was only careful to put a full brain organization of the Mundab-Fengzhu, and then strive to perceive the elements remain.

Because there is no way to recover the information by extracting the soul, punk can only use this stupid method to detect Men - the spells of the wind.

This pull is a bit helplessly looked at Punk. He found that this partner is really a guy who has no feelings. From essentially, it is different from him, is different, is it? This pull nor knows that "false compassion" after this victory is not a matter, but after punch, he is not going to remember that it is half-life, it is not familiar, the wind is, say, as a Master, Benla The knot is also very curious why a good style will go crazy.

"How, what do you see?"

Because I don't understand alchemic spells, I looked at the punk picked up a block of blue brain tissue whispering, I really just saw it, but it seems to feel that I don't look at it. I have a bit awkward. I also said.

"Discovery? ... is a little discovery, fighting spells and elements riots have wiped a lot of traces, and this guy as a master's magic creature, even if it died, it couldn't easily use prophecy to trace the intelligence, but ............ "!

Punker feels that the energy residue in this brain tissue is not inferior to the perceived ability of the prophecy spell specialty, he can faint approximately a point in the energy fluctuation of the inclusion in the torrent of the element.

"There is a sake of spells, not you, I don't belong to Feng Yawang - Meng - Feng , this spell energy remains outside, realm ......... I am afraid to reach the master" !

Punk throws a large blue vapor brain organization standing up, his brow can not help but wrinkle.

Now that the clue is still a little but too little, the wind diamond gull's destruction of the brain of Mont-wind is all - round, and all the brain organizations have lost their energy contact, and a large number of magicals that belong to punk are more embarrassed. It's been lucky to brush the broken brain, and the traces of spells are very fortunate.

However, even a little clue, punk also said that it is very strange, no matter what, the external spell energy is definitely not a small thing, especially this energy sensation, there is no gain nature, according to punk The madness of the Mont - wind is very likely to have some relationships with this spell energy.

"I can't find more clues, let's go to its nest."

The punk side is helpless, and the last nerve fiber is put into his storage ring, and then he said to this pull.

Seeing that the punk even the last one is swallowed, but also a bit twitching, but I want to think ... When punch is felt the trap, I seem to have a group of beautiful girls to turn the clouds, next More than half of the investigation, I have to count on punk's alchemy spells, plus Mengbei - wind cockroach is also my own old friend .........

At the end of this fat old man, I was not so embarrassed to say anything "someone in the people".

I'm still in the next half of the day, I can only say:

"Well, you said, I know this guy" Wind Ryburg "where, let's go,"!

--------split line--------

Although the Wind Ryburg seems to be a fortress from the name, it actually, it is just a nest group of the wind and thunder, it is built on a very conspicuous peak of the Horses Mountains, and every gloomy weather can always have a wind and anger. Thunder hover over this nest.

To put it, the wind of the Fengbei-Fengzhu has taken the name of "Wind Ryburg" or a joke in this pull, but it has only been only Meng - Feng Bud, this person thinks this strange stone. The mountain is a beautiful fortress. Anyway, punk does not feel that this nest group and the traditional castle can take a relationship.

"Meng Bai - Feng This guy is still a taste, but the aesthetics of architectural aesthetics is too bad. He always likes his nest, and it is difficult to establish so many bad pillars. How hard is

Come along the way, this pull nor is not in the entanglement of Monbei - the dead of the wind, he started to manage the mouth of the surrounding things.

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