Versatile Mage

“What's the matter, Thunderbolt's always on our side?” Commander Cook noticed something was wrong.

There are hundreds of people in the choir, and they can't practise their voice safely at this time.

Are they really lousy to sing, they can't even hear God, they keep blowing thunder down like this, and they keep blowing at them?

“What's that?? ”

Finally, someone noticed a huge thunder ring behind the choir.

Circles and turns inside this thunder ring, wrapped in wire-like thunder ring magnetic wire, it was as big as several ancient python heads, and it was frightening to see!

“Purgatory, Thundertail! ”

At the center of the thunder ring, Movan shouted, surrounded by an unknown multiplier of thunder power suddenly released.

Electric lightning, the whole hoof-shaped river bay is like being dragged into Thor God Purgatory. Everything is dead and pale, and you can see an ancient thunderbolt of dragons flying.

It rushes into the cloud, turns its body upside down and slaps down the tail of the dragon under the sun!!

The tail of a dragon, consisting of a tailbone, a tail spur, and a tail velvet, has the viciousness of a scorpion tail and the strength of a whale.

Though the true body of the purgatory thunder dragon is not completely revealed, the tail of the dragon that stirred the cloud sky is shocking enough!!

“Boom!!!!!! ”

Optimus Dragontail fell in shock, almost disintegrating the whole hoof-shaped river bay, and the cellular thunder trapped area that the river threw out at the dragontail was torn apart!

Hundreds of choir members, the last scene in their minds is this sky thunder dragon tail chopped, immediately followed by soul flies away!!

The conductor, Cook, was beneath the tail of the thunder dragon, and he struggled with everything, but the horrible thunderbolt electrocuted his body, including the tuxedo he was wearing.

His luminous appearance instantly disappeared into a stinking coke black body.

Thunder Dragon tail descends, this hot river rain altar is a mess, many magicians in South America believe in God, all kinds of gods.

Many people see this behind the scenes and even mistakenly think that the gods are angry and are assigning the god Thunder Dragon to destroy everything.

But some of the magicians who have been repaired to higher levels, their eyes are staring at Movan's position, like a great enemy, and they dare not move lightly in the terror of the thunder dragon tail.

A choir of several hundred men, whose value in the ranks of the rebels far exceeded that of a windship, swayed day after day, all turned into a scorched black skin, glued into a bay dried up by lightning.

Previously on the silver and white robe, he was also very close to the thunder trap of the thunder dragon tail, and he was equally shocked by the call of all defensive magic.

It wasn't until everything calmed down that he stared furiously at Movan, who created this thunderous power!

“Who are you!!” The silver-white robe man asked angrily.

Across the river, Wu Biao, disturbed by the thunder dragon tail, also looked over. When he saw it was Movan, his face changed immediately!

It's him again!!

How could he find this place?

As the rainmaker of the entire plan, his movements must be strictly confidential. Even if there is a falling waterfall here, it doesn't mean that Wu Bizhu must be here!

From Movan's eyes, Wu Biao can clearly see that he came towards himself.

“Teach! ”

Kui also stared at Movan with amazement.

The conductor Cook and the choir were used against Movan et al. In the end, they were killed by Movan's Lei super super magic!!

Is this guy the bastard of Thunder God? How can he manipulate such a powerful lightning bolt?

“You know what happens if our rain is destroyed.” Wu bitterly frozen his face and no longer looked hypocritical and hypocritical.

“If he comes, he could just be a half-dead old dog dragged to you by me, at your disposal.” Quiet, "he said.

By the end of the sentence, Kui had stepped on a dry river bay.

Neither did Movan retreat. He stepped on this scorched dry river land, and Movan ignored the question of the silver and white robe beside him.

What he was going to kill was Wu Biao, and the others came to stop it, all with Cook.

……

“Brother, what happened, who is this guy?” Cold Tiger flew over on a horn horse.

“This man killed Cook and his team.” The silver and white robe man said.

“It's just that he's making such a big move, huh.” Cold Tiger jumped off a horn horse and walked straight to Movan.

He was twisting his arm, making crisp noises all over his joints.

Cold Tiger's whole person exuded a furious atmosphere and saw that someone had finally come in looking for him, but instead looked excited and enthusiastic.

“Brother, you don't have a problem with this guy, do you?” Cold tiger still grins his mouth and yellow teeth are like eating his opponent raw.

“Torture first which faction he is from.” The silver and white robe man said.

“Don't torture him. He's a stumbling block to our church. Kill him. Our bishops will send a gift to your chief.” Kuaiyin smiled.

It was truly shocked by the magic of the minefield that destroyed the heavens and the earth, but now calm down, Kui Kui thought Mofan's behavior was hilarious.

What can you do if you kill Cook and the choir? There are thousands of rebel elites here, and two rebel generals, the Cold Tiger White Panther, are sitting in town. They don't even need his own hands, and Movan is caught and torn apart!

A man is more capable than a thousand horses??

“Was that your thunder magic? Hey, hey, finally, there's something human.” Cold Tiger has come to Movan's face, rubbing his hands with friction and arrogant look of a boxer, smashing his face at Movan's various empty fists.

Of course this person can't be a boxer, everyone is a magician, he put this attitude on, nothing but show inner joy!

“I give you the time to do it, you use that magic again, I wonder if your thunder dragon tail can kill me.” Cold tigers continue to wave their fists empty and provoke all sorts of quick leaps around Mofan.

“Do you like boxing?” Movan looked at Cold Tiger's strange behavior and asked.

“Yes, if there was no magic in the world, I would have been a world-class boxer, meeting my enemies, dead or broken face.” Cold Tiger said with joy.

“Me too! ”

Movan's tone suddenly intensified, his left hand thunder was not dissipated, but his fist was tight!

“Boom!!!!! ”

One punch, like a thunder bomb!

Two meters of strong men jumping in front of Movan flew out, directly under the mud below the river bay, and left an electric arc along the way.