Versatile Mage

Movan looked down and this thing was hanging on himself!

Just like what stood on his leg, this leopard painted on himself!

Both legs are so heavy, Movan feels like his legs are going to be crushed by this weight.

Now he knows what ice pen artists do with painting boards.

Everything he saw was his drawing board, the pen painted in the air, the ice magic appeared in the air, the mind locked on Movan's body, the foot cuffs painted on it with ice lead, and soon Movan would be hung with this heavy seal.

“Kill the painting, strangle it!! ”

The goose fur pen in the white leopard's hand held it upside down, instead of sketching it with a pen tip, it rolled up a circle of white ink with its tail and leaked like a madman against the drawing paper in front of it!

As soon as the tail of the pen is shaken, a long loop lock appears, each section is the size of an adult's palm, and they appear on all sides of the vapor, some even drilling out of cracks in the backs of solid rock veins.

With more chains hanging all over Movan, the weight alone is already crushing Movan to pieces.

The pen in the white leopard's hand began to stir, and those ice iron chains were twisted together, and it looked like there were countless mechanical python clusters in the distance, and the secrets were terrible!

Movan's legs are held in place by heavy ice iron lead, but his body hangs tens of thousands of chains, and they stir like this, which is to break Movan directly from his waist!

Movan was shocked.

No need to hit, no need to defend, these things are all being applied to Movan empty-handedly, not even knowing how to defuse Movan.

Bias the 10,000 locks are already stirring, from this head to that end, your body will be completely separated!!

It's harder to get out of here than to break it.

Even knowing that the other party is an ice pen man, to paint, but Movan feels that he is the little man on the other party's drawing board, let him torture him, he is imagining emptiness, but the force applied to himself is real!

Movan was in danger, and Sharjah couldn't bear to talk about it when she saw it.

“Sharjah! Don't forget, every single word you say to him now is an extra cut to the chief!” The leopard realized in advance that Sharjah might be selling teammates and promptly reprimanded the stopping path.

Cold Tiger stood next to Sharjah sometime before I could do anything wrong, and he laughed dry.

“It's still simple and straightforward.” The cold tiger was proud.

Sharjah went silent, just staring at Movan, who had been hanged with those purple eyes.

“The rock ridge of the earth, your blood can evoke the power of the ancient veins of the Andes, what an amazing ability, thunder system destruction, fire system species, shadow beyond, rock vein domination, space chaos... young such terrible power, you really opened my eyes. ”

“But so what? ”

“Strength is pounding, just a painting paper full of colors in front of me, my white ink has been wiped, everything is back to normal, then I will write freely on it, including your method of death!” The leopard spoke ironically to the executed Movan.

At the last minute, he couldn't get away with it was death.

The White Panther is like a high judge reading Movan's crimes and telling him his stupidity!

……

“Psst!!!!!!! ”

Movan's ears were filled with the thrills of this chain collision, and he seemed to have fallen into a nest of frozen pythons, and everywhere he looked, he saw those insanely mixed bodies of ice.

Collectively, they stir up here, shrinking the areas where they can move.

The body began to tighten, a feeling wrapped in death, and Movan began to feel death.

“What's going on? ”

Like a breathless nightmare, you forget your escape instincts, and you lose your rational perception of everything around you, leaving those unreasonably impossible nightmares near you, torturing yourself, intimidating yourself until you suddenly wake up.

Paint foot cuffs on people, paint the death penalty of a heavy ice iron chain, what you see in your eyes is really the magic of the white leopard??

Or is it that the death penalty lock and the ice lead shackle are not purely ice magic??

Movan had thought before that the ability of the Ice Pen White Panther might be hallucinating, but Movan ruled it out when he felt his legs sink into an important fracture.

Snow is real, shackles and chains are real...

But this feeling of death, of being torn apart all over your body, is likely to be imposed on you by your opponent.

A painting can make people feel waves and snow, but it's just because it's too realistic, too sublime, people are immersed in the world of painting, and similar scenes that they've been through will appear in their minds, so leave their inner torment and pain behind!

“Humph, psychic magic! ”

Movan raised his head and finally woke up before dying, his eyes began to rekindle the fiery flames!

Psychological system!

The other party is mixed up in ice magic!

To suppress oneself from the heart and bury oneself with ice and snow, once wandering into such a terrible ice sentence, waiting for oneself to die as well.

“Xiao Yanjie! ”

Knowing that he had been shackled, Movan began to be indifferent to everything around him.

In nightmares, people forget to think, fully play the role of being chased by intimidation in nightmares, but once they realize that this is impossible, when they calm down and think, many things will not attack themselves!

Movan just forgot to resist, forgot to think, and completely sank in the shackles he painted himself in!

Now he's fighting back!

His own flame is not strong enough to break this icy nightmare.

He needed Little Flaming Flame to melt these shackles on himself with the hottest light.

“Hoo-hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo."

Xiao Yanjie emerged from the contractual space and she did not fully reveal herself, but instead turned into a fiery robe, dressed on Movan.

Mofan ignited his whole body, burning from his head to his legs, even those black brown eyes shook the flame, red and red!!

Movan couldn't feel the cold before, and in fact, he couldn't feel the heat.

The other side is to remove their senses, use the ice magic field, and use the power of the mind to let Movan execute himself.

At first, when Xiao Yanqi's body was attached, Mofan didn't have half the temperature. With Xiao Yanqi's constant heating and constant quenching of the fire, that kind of light heat only spreads a little bit to the whole body!