Versatile Mage

The Black Holy See wants Salem alive!

The chips they threw were the Imperial Mausoleum, and what was truly terrible about the catastrophe was not that the rain allowed all the dead spirits to come out and do evil during the day, but that as the dead spirits' ancestors woke up, the Eight Spirits' monarchs also woke up from their slumber...

This is a glimmer of hope. If we can find the mausoleum and stop the resurrection of this ancient king, the dead will fade!

“Let go!” Han Silent gave the order.

A group of defensive magicians took the lead in escorting Congressman Meng out of house arrest, wishing him a calm appearance, only to be somewhat disappointed to know that the Supreme Magic Society was dealing with Sarang with a severed head plan and himself as a burial companion.

The Prohibition Mage lifted the ban on Congressman Meng, wishing him some disrespect for his messy mustache, and looked helplessly at Movan standing beside him and said: “I never thought you would save my life. ”

“The net is broken, no one is better.” Movan said.

“Alas, I had no idea that our magic society had been forced to this point.” Sigh and sigh, and the whole lot of people.

“Saving lives is much harder than killing.” Movan said.

Wish me a moment of silence and then a bitter smile appeared.

As the blessings are released, so are the other high levels of succession.

Han Xiong did not randomly release people, but put the suspicious ones behind him.

When Solitary Xiao was also lifted from the ban and slowly walked to the crowd, Han Silence waved, indicating that he would stop releasing.

“You can say it now.” The words of Han Silence seem to be murderous. As president of the Magic Society, he bears the greatest responsibility for the entire ancient capital havoc. If the location of the mausoleum is not indeed related to the lives of the millions of people who are still alive, he has already given Mu Ha to the dead!

Mu Ha did not panic at all and walked to the edge of the terrace, standing in front of the gray stone carving fence.

He glanced at Zhang Xiaohou and saw less and less black air emanating from him. He nodded satisfactorily and began to look north again.

After a long silence, the Deacon of Tiju still hasn't spoken, which makes Han Silence reveal the killing machine heavier and heavier!

“Don't worry, you'll see it soon, before nightfall...” The Great Deacon of Tiju stood there, his eyes staring north.

Instead of looking at the North Gate, he crossed the Anyuan Gate and stared at the city that had been swallowed up by the Black Ocean.

There used to be a central city area, and there were barely some shadows of tall towers of ash standing there, but the surrounding area was full of flowing rotters, skeletons and demons, and almost every tall building must be able to see a pair of blooming pupils, the owner of the pupils either has a body like steel casting, or the size is so large that the building is shaken, I'm afraid many high wizards have never seen so many ruling creatures in their lifetime!

At night, the heavier the rain drifts, the farther away you look at the heavens and the earth, the more obscure they become, and how many of these horrible creatures are hidden in the hazy heavens and the earth, it's hard to count!

Three kilometers outside the Anyuan Gate, a dark blue wave suddenly swept between the black earth and the low-pressure sky, and the white wave rolled over the sky, making a whistling sound that could be heard throughout the inner city.

If a sea swept between the sky and the earth, the surge and magnificence could be suffocating, compared to a tsunami that swept the entire kilometre of beach!

Fortunately, the tsunami that swept into the sky was not toward the inner city. The sea of heaven was toward the dead spirit of dense numbness. A little empty space could not be seen under the Anyuan Gate. It was occupied by a stack of dead spirits. But as this tsunami irrigated, thousands of dead spirits could be seen swallowed up by this shocking water, and rushed away from the city gate!

This tsunami is also a distance from the bell tower, but when it flickers in the sky, like dozens of waterfalls flushing down together, Movan feels that the tsunami is right in front of him, truly comparable to the water system magic of the tsunami of the ocean, and more shocking than the previous sword of the Holy Exaltation - Judgment!!!

“Lu Huan has already made a move.” Sincerely,

“The chief guardian?” Movan asked.

“Well, his strength is comparable to Han's, and if I start with him, he's going to lose a few dozen rounds, and he can fight the Skeleton Brawler alone.” Sincerely,

Wishing Meng speech had just fallen, an absurd scream rang from the inner city and beyond. All the people of the city suddenly covered their ears, and the glass of the inner city building protected by the boundary was all turned into fragments...

When Movan raised his head, he discovered that a large bone body fell from the cloud, and when it fell under the cloud, its Mori white bone wings stretched out, and its amazing wing power shook the space filled with rain to clarify, like a rain screen covering everything was punched hard!

“Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da"

Rainwater was like an arrow, striking a golden border arc.

The golden junction will only block something that has reached a certain level of threat. The junction will not be stopped if the rain falls softly. But with the horrible wing of the wreck bradyard, the incoming rainwater is shocked into a rain arrow and crisp strikes the junction!!

How strong does this guy really have to be?

“As soon as Lou Huan strikes, the Skeleton will no longer be watching. Lou Huan's water system super magic - the tsunami of the Emperor swept into such a dense legion of dead spirits that two or three thousand dead spirits would be wiped out in an instant.” Sincerely,

“Superior magic…” Movan muttered to himself.

As the sky went down, the people standing in the bell tower could see Lou Huan flying into the rain screen sky, killing him with that huge Moribei wreck.

Lu Huan used essentially superior magic, and the mixed superior magic was also pinched by the handlers. The magic glitter on him alone was brighter than the legions of magicians on the city wall. The energy fluctuations he rolled up alone made hundreds of dead spirits disappear!

The people watching the bell tower are also high level, also the supreme magician in charge of superior magic, but no one can kill the golden junction like Lu Huan, fighting a monarch over the vast sea of corpses, bone waves and ghost tide!

Lu Huan's courageous martial arts are truly visible to the entire city and offer a glimmer of hope to the whole precarious city.

Master, this is the true Master. Even the havoc of heaven and earth and the darkness of the end cannot hide his half-point flash!!

“Such a brave defensive magician is a great privilege, unfortunately there is only one Lu Huan...” Hu Jin Da Deacon scoffed cynically.

“Looks like you're deliberately stalling, and you're dying.” Han Lonely sounded cold.

“I'm dying, but you're sure to wait a little longer, and King's tomb is coming.” Hu Jin Da Deacon said.

Shortly after that, the Great Deacon of Tiju seemed to see something far away, and the whole person began to shake, followed by a wild laugh from low to rough, gradually reverberating throughout the bell tower.

“Coming, it's coming, haha, haha ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"