Versatile Mage

The Red Rift Demon is an agile speed type, it is like a bright red Dark Demon dagger on the deep sea, always able to put it to death after the demon's light flashes before life has noticed it, now this Red Rift Demon is putting its harsh and extreme speed to the extreme!

The red light snatches its heart, the Red Rift demon screams brutally, it rolls up a bloody shadow wind, which can produce a confusing visual effect, as if the same threat appeared on all sides.

Movan feels locked in by some strange demonic power, and is even more surprised that this Red Rift Demon is stronger than he thought, because with the speed of its attacks, it is difficult to carry out high-end magic!

Movan was lucky enough to have a hand, his space system magic was always on standby, knowing that he could not take advantage of the shadow system magic to escape, let alone make the first hand strong, and then he stepped on a strand of silver diamond light trajectory, and as the silver diamond light trajectory rapidly intertwined into a complete 3D constellation, Movan disappeared into the air the moment he was subjected to this magic of heart.

The red fissure demon crosses like a dark red demon star, and the cold, terrible tooth dagger can't wait to taste the taste of blood gushing like pulp when the heart is hit, yet this blow has taken nothing but some disturbance brought about by the power of the prick!

The Red Rift demon stopped in the position Movan had just taken, turning his head and trying to use his sense of smell to find Movan's position.

Spatial fluctuations are insignificant, amounting to only one rainwater falling in the lakeside reservoir, and Mofan's instantaneous movement is constantly advancing, and the dominant demon is unlikely to predict his presence unless it has a rather strong sense of fluctuating touch.

The Red Rift Demon obviously does not have this ability, and Movan appeared in the Red Rift Demon who could not see his blind spot in the first place...

“Up!”

Movan suddenly lifted his hand, and between his palms he could see the cloudy force of the fog, the serpentine shaped.

Movan uses exactly chaotic magic, in fact Movan has set up an upside down force field before he moves instantly, where he stays before himself.

The Red Rift Demon is searching for Movan. How do you know that the power of order bursts under his feet like a spring well eruption, and an irresistible floating force hits the Red Rift Demon into the air.

Unlike most power-type punching capabilities, Movan's float is upside down gravity and has nothing to do with ordinary collision forces. Even if the Red Rift demon senses something is wrong and wants to jump away at the first moment, but if the upside down force field starts, it seems to have fallen into an infinite trap, no matter how hard it struggles to escape!

The Red Rift Demon “fell” into the air, including the pound of irrigated rain screen, all returned to the rain cloud under this strange chaotic magic.

“The Grip of Thunder! ”

Beneath the clouds, between the falling red fissures, the fine lightning quickly tangled together like wire, gradually forming a magical claw wrapped in thousands of thin lightning traces!

Unlike the release claw lightning of the canary claw to tear the enemy apart, this magic claw grips the red crack demon harshly, through the cracked silk thunder, you can see the red crack demon collapse all over the body to be bound, the lightning of those silk needles drilled into its skin, undergoing a sore electric sting...

Torture only brings suffering. What really poses a deadly threat to the Red Rift Demon is a kind of power created when the lightning is tightly bound, such as the Titanic Titans gripping the power to crush. Faced with such huge magic disparities, the Red Rift Demon of the leadership is like a small lizard, with no chance of breaking free at all...

“Giggle, giggle!!!! ”

The pale thunder gripped the red fissure demon's bones into pieces in the air, and the creepy bones spread all over the lakeside reservoir. The middle-class magicians leaned back on their heads and the glorious thunder fell on their terrifying faces...

The siege of dozens of them was far less than the extinction of a thunderstorm, and the Red Rift Demon quickly turned into a piece of rotten mud, falling straight from the heights.

A scorched black, red demon instantly lost its previous aggressive breath, and lost its strength, turning into a broken burnt corpse, and the man who holds such a powerful killing power is a magician who looks younger than the vast majority of them present.

Above the rooftop of the building, the Zhang brother grabbed the guardrail in front of him with his hands, as if it was not the Red Rift Demon but him who had been subjected to lightning, and he remembered what he had said a short time ago when he yelled at the young man.

“He... he really killed the Red Rift Demon??” Brother Zhang is no longer staring at this moment.

If Brother Zhang believes that Movan can outcompete the Red Rift Demon, he is already quite sleepy. However, what is more important is that the Red Rift Demon is completely slaughtered by Movan without the need to blow gray!

Shen Qingqing was also unable to regain conscience for a long time.

How could this man be so powerful???

That is to say, what he said before is true, even with some reservations.

……

Movan walked up to the body of the Red Rift Demon in the eyes of a group of middle-ranking magicians, and kicked the guy a little uncomfortably.

“The last time your people blew me up, you were older, you had nothing!” Movan scolded.

It was a scorched black corpse, and there was nothing of value in it, and Movan was too lazy to even scratch it.

“Senpai... Senpai, is it really dead?” The middle-aged East Sea magician, who was almost forty years old, ran up and still looked somewhat unbelievable.

“A little heavier, the residue could have searched for a bit of bone, and I think I destroyed it.” Movan said.

This guy had a different bone, and Movan saw it, right in front of his forehead, on that dagger-shaped bone prick, and he wanted to make that demonic red heartbreak also through this bone.

“Valuable or valuable, let me help you take it out if you don't like it.” The middle-aged East Sea magician said.

“Keep it for yourself, I'm not very interested in this stuff.” Movan Dao.

“Thank you Senpai, thank you Senpai. ”

The other two Donghai magicians were beside them. To be honest, the two nearly half a hundred years old guys called a young seniors in their twenties. They had a little trouble exporting, but knowing that the body of the Red Rift Demon belonged to Zhang Xin, they still had some regrets.

The bones are broken, but there is that patience and technology to put them together, just as they can be used as materials for some shield and demon cutting, and in the magic market, this mature red cleft demon commands the bones, sells them at a high price, and doesn't unfairly risk their lives here to fight this demon.