Versatile Mage

When Liu Lu said that there was a way to quickly restore his magic, Movan almost unconsciously echoed in his mind those martial arts, the yin and yang supplementation in Immortal Warrior, and the double cultivation of men and women. Since the blood family came from the West, most of them also had this kind of mystery.

Movan seemed thick and realistic and leapt, with a "I'm lying down, you're on your own, I don't know” look.

“I'll catch a few ghosts and come back, drain their spiritual energy and feed them back into your spiritual world, and the magic will be restored.” Liu Ru said.

“Oh, you're all right?” Movan asked, picking his eyebrows.

“Well, it's okay.” Liu Ru also deliberately showed Movan the wounds on his arm, and there were obvious burns on his arm. Now it's as delicate and smooth as a jade!

It is said that the bloodline is the most resilient race, Movan, this will be the letter, a few weak Liu Ru just a moment ago correcting like a cat, light spirits flew out of the yard.

Movan was really tired and couldn't stop thinking about it, but when the warm, roasted heat came in, the whole person lay down and fell asleep.

As usual, Movan would have been a little wary. After all, the city is no longer safe, but he is mentally tired. He just wants to get some sleep. He doesn't care about walking around the skeleton. He doesn't care about the skeletons!

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The dark clouds crushed the ancient capital's skeletons.

Ice rain is like a sharp arrow, infiltrating the ancient capital.

Even scarier are the evil spirits who crawl out of the tombs, ghost mounds, cemeteries, mausoleums, the rainy land is already covered, the original raised outer walls are like a fragile dam, the weak body can't resist this evil tide!

The exterior walls were destroyed, thick bricks collapsed, tall city buildings fell like mud, let alone houses on those streets...

Looking out from the inner walls, this ancient capital is more than a dozen kilometers away and has been soaked by the black ocean. Buildings, streets, squares, parks, schools and hospitals have all been washed down by the evil spirits, even the wreckage can't be seen at 1: 30!

The evil spirits finally entered the city, coming from all directions, the most daunting is not the ability of these evil spirits to swallow, but at first sight to remove the precedent of the evil spirits, besides the tide line is pressing, behind the tide line, which stretches for unknown kilometers, which leads to the suspicion that they are the invaders of this country of death.

“Nation, tribe, kingdom… kingdom of the dead, kingdom of the dead.” On the tower of the bell tower rising high, an old man murmurs like a whisper, more like a prayer of death for the city.

Will the ancient capital, which has stood for thousands of years, completely disappear from history in this rainy day?

The Horizon-ridden spirits have swallowed up the city, and this golden junction can really resist the countless invasions?

And what led to the resurrection of decades, centuries, centuries and thousands of years of evil spirits from the dust seal into such a desperate havoc of dead spirits?

“Has the Lord of this kingdom of the dead been resurrected?” The senator congratulated the dark white man on his words.

“That depends on which era of the dead kingdom it is, I hope not.” The president of the Bell Tower Magic Association - Han Silence sighed.

“Chairman, you said it was...” asked Lu, frowning.

“and this city is an age thing.” Chairman Han Xiong did not reveal himself directly, but he was unwilling to believe it at all.

“These spirits are indestructible, and the inner city's boundaries may not last long, especially the impact of the monarchy's death… The strongest death spirit we know at the moment is the Mountain Peak Corpse, which constantly throws the flesh and hill corpses into the city in the North City.” The elder of the League of Hunters, Lingxi, said.

Lingxi is a lingering female magician with very red skin care, but the fishtail pattern is very obvious, it seems that all the years and experiences have precipitated in the corner of the eye, no other female magicians are terrified, and there is no strong calming of women of high rank, she is just talking about things, there is no sadness.

“Leave the body of the mountain to the chief guard, who is the strongest fighting magician, and I think the body of the mountain is holding him back, after all they have fought.” Han Silence, president of the association, said.

“Lord Moroccan to the south, leave it to my men.” Lingxi said.

“What's to the west, hasn't it appeared yet?” Congratulations.

“It should be a ghost good at hiding, not seeing the real body, but it's full of ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, many times nothing, bodies all over the place.” Li Dashi's owner, Li Yujian, said.

There is a lot of competition between the forces, but at this time, the forces and forces must be united, honored and shared.

“Congressman Meng, your reasoning is correct, there is indeed a problem with the rain. Our pharmacists detected that there was something hidden in the rainwater that could be called the Nine Phantoms dew. If the dead spirit were to appear during the day, it would have been a very intense death gas to guarantee their normal ingestion of breath, but the rain poured down and the Nine Phantoms dew gave them life…” A pharmacist in a large white coat rushed up to say.

“Is it really raining?” May the hearts be filled with horror.

“Rainwater caused it??” Chairman Han looked at the rain screen with dismay.

In the early morning, that was the most relaxed time in the entire ancient capital, and if the army of the dead came at night, the city could not have been destroyed so quickly.

Rain water to allow the murderers to go out during the day. After the exhausting war in the outer city overnight, this rainwater conspiracy is launched. If this is really a human act, then how evil is the conspirator's heart!!

“It's just like the Bo disaster.” May the voice of the MPs sink.

The Black Holy See, it's them!!

“It's not the same...”

All of a sudden, a strange voice broke into the conversation of all the high-ranking people.

Everyone turned around and found a man who wrapped himself tightly and truthfully slowly walked up, and a pair of golden eyes seemed to see it all.

“Who are you?” Han Silence glanced at the man and asked indifferently.

The man in the tight package obviously did not reveal his identity. He swept through the crowd on the bell tower and did not answer Han Silence's question, but went on to say: “Bo Cheng is just an experimental site in Sarang. ”

The man's words came to a pause when he saw that everyone didn't understand him, adding, "A rehearsal for this carefully planned ancient catastrophe. ”

Preliminary!

The Bo disaster is just a rehearsal!!