Versatile Mage

With the temperature, the body started to heat up, and then the whole body got hot, and Movan finally got his own feeling back at this point.

Instead of singling out the cold flames of the spectacle in an ice cave, let the air burn above the long sky into the flames of the red lotus!

Movan finally realized that the other party's ice and snow were not indifferent, but that his senses were eliminated by the other party's psychic magic. When he burned wildly with the pure fire of Xiao Yanxi, the temperature was high enough to finally make himself aware!

“What an insidious means! ”

Movan cursed.

Almost, he hung his will with his own fear and incredibility, almost dying in the nightmare of the other person's heart!

Movan's madly heated, madly burning body.

He wants this most familiar and authentic feeling to wake up completely and immerse himself in other people's dreams!

Sure!

The stronger the fire, the melting of the surrounding python nest, the less heavy the ice lead is under your feet.

The ice and snow caves you see in your eyes begin to melt. They are real ice, but not unbreakable ice shackles in heaven and earth. As long as you break the ice shackles inside, they are simply difficult to exist in the fire of Movan and Little Flameless!

“Hoo-hoo!!! ”

Queen Flame Girl was officially here when she regained consciousness for Movan.

A bunch of sunflowers scattered between the heavens and the earth, and they gradually blossomed from the shape of flower bones as Queen Flannel emerged.

They bloom not simply sunflowers alone, but will constantly spit out a sparrow of fire elves, they cover the sun and dance over the Queen of Flames, turning the clouds cold sky into a fire cloud red sky!!

The sparrows of the elves born in the sparrows are constantly burning and roasting the earth.

Before that icy blue snow quickly melted, the dark ridge gradually naked | revealed, and rekindled the hot air, even the rocky throne beneath Movan's feet exuded an unprecedented atmosphere.

Familiar flaming sensation, familiar earthly stone pulse.

Clearly it was just a shackle and hanging magic, but Movan was thrown into the ice jail for decades and saw the sun again!

The sunshine of the flames stared at the ice pen white leopard, and the flaming soul of the Flaming Queen adhered to him. The sparks of the Spirit of Heaven struck the earth like a meteor. Each spark blew up hundreds of meters of fire, one layer after another, and the sea of the furnace emerged.

That striking red, tumbling dragon fire phoenix, spectacular and shocking!!

Queen Flangie's body, Movan, is more like a flaming king king born in the sky at this moment. Even a sharp look can drown the river!

The ice pen man, the leopard, could not help but retreat.

Behind Movan, Damon, the light mage who was preparing to attack, also stood still and did not have the courage to move on for a while.

Damon knew what the White Panther was capable of, so Movan could not really be broken. The other party could only faint briefly when his will power dissipated in the ice painting. He needed to go up and make up for that knife and let the other party smoke away in his Inquisition Sword.

But Damon had difficulty performing his optical magic at this time.

Even if he was turning his back, the demonic smell of King Yan shivered Damon, which even reminded him of a funeral dragon he had encountered a few years earlier in the Andes, with a very similar sense of fear.

“I know what you're capable of.” Movan walks forward, and every step he takes leaves is a burning trail that lasts a long time!

“So what, just add a little color, a true ice artist, and there's no paint to describe the scene he wants. My ice system is super class 3, how do you fight me!!” The Ice Pen White Panther is not afraid at all.

He flipped his hand and spilled the white ink from the ice cream all around him.

White ink splashed, touching the ridge of the vein, and soon the hard vein rock appeared white corrosion.

These white inks are like some sort of acid solution, the entire backbone of an emerald vein, half of the area is corroded by white ink, and some dense forest plants not far from here are accidentally splattered by this white ink, which withers, whitens, and deteriorates at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

Touch gently, be it rocks or plants, they turn into white powder, it looks like snow powder, but there is no purity of snow at all, instead it looks like some kind of biochemical object, extremely dangerous!

“Although it is not heaven, my soul ice, it is also the most powerful ice in the world, plus my cultivation, what you take against me!!” The Ice Pen's White Panther roared furiously.

On Movan's side, a black rock of veins, the flames burn into a spectacular forest.

Ice pen author White Panther's side is equally shocking, the white of silence, the white of withering, under the powder of snow can not feel a little breath of life, seems to enter his world, there is only one left, dead bone, bones frozen to the end!

Movan can also see that the biggest obstacle in front of him is this person, who can also seize a large part of the field in Queen Flaming's temple, whose ice system is truly strong to its peak.

Super class three.

Ice peak!

Without the presence of Queen Flannel, Movan would have no chance of winning against such a strong man!

“My ice cream should be left to the federally mighty, but now that you want to be the first soul under my ice cream pen, you are all yours!!” The goose fur snow pen in the hands of the ice pen pen man White Panther said to Movan, coldly and arrogantly.

“My furnace hell can hold the whole Black Holy See, and you're no better than one.” Movan replied, saying that he deliberately glanced beneath the rocky ridge of the same vein as Damon, the optical magician who was leading a large group of soldiers and disciples.

Damon was caught in the fear of King Mofan, but the rebel soldiers were far from having such a good eye.

In their view, those flames are just a lot of fire, and how powerful they are, they can also bring down a super magician!

Soldiers are dense and numb, all elite in the rebels, and everyone has reached the intermediate level of cultivation.

They climbed the back of Movan's vein, and somehow they had entered the realm of the Yan King!

“These people, don't shoot them to death!” Movan swept cold like that.

Under the ridge of the veins, black rocks similar to the mountains began to shake violently, and if you look closely, you will find a black dead ring in all the positions that the soldiers had stepped on!

These shrimp crab generals, if they can't even climb the rock ridge of this vein, they'll all be overthrown!

More and more black rings of death, suddenly a huge grip!