Versatile Mage

“Shit, this sly dog thing.” Movan couldn't bear to curse.

His dark matter, locked in Zhao Jing, he could feel Zhao Jing deliberately leading himself into his giant tree trap, Mofanda could wait in circles at high altitude, but Zhao Jing prepared his hands, that is, if Mofan could not come down, he would use the cover of this giant tree world to escape!

Zhao Jing is also a light magician, he is not afraid of Mofan's dark magic at all, and the dark matter hanging on him will soon be cleared by him.

If Movan doesn't go down, he runs.

Movan goes down, he hits!

……

Movan looks at this huge, giant world of pine, and the more eggs hurt.

“Old Zhao is right. Zhao Jing is going to kill him anyway today. After he runs away, he will suffer infinitely. The whole of Van Xue Mountain will never have a normal life. Shit, Zhao Manyan is also a piece of crap. Zhao's throne has been taken, and I have to protect him.” Movan couldn't help but curse Zhao Manyan's family.

Cousin Zhao's youngest prince, after so many years of calling him a brother, he did not take himself arrogantly to bully those youngsters, sons, flirt | drama everyone's girlfriend show, famous lady | woman forget it, instead, he faced the crisis of being pushed flat by this great royal family, when the youngest prince thought of this, it would be better to die.

“Forget it, I'm not going down. Everybody has to get cold. I'm afraid of nothing with the Black Dragon! ”

Mofan kept the posture of King Firefly into the world of the giant tree god tree. As he approached the giant ceiling wooden umbrella, he felt that the world of the giant tree god tree was like that old demon of the short purple satin tree, smiling and opening his mouth and swallowing himself into its esophagus, waiting for himself to be digested by this infinitely horrible world of demonic plants.

“Oh, you think you're full of fire, so you don't have to be afraid of my Kamigi?” Zhao Jing finally had a smile on his face.

It still works.

Reasoning, if the defeated soldier returns to the Zhao family today, his successor will also sweep his face.

He is not without other competitors in Zhao Jing, he can solve things on his own, he does not want to use the power of Zhao.

Zhao Jing's confidence is due to the fact that this Shenmi well is scarier than the abyss of Wan. He has misapproached a black-level forbidden land. That forbidden land does not dare to easily step into the demonic empire, and he does not know how many powerful creatures are eaten each year...

Had it not been for his own teacher, he would not have known how many times he had died in it.

Even so, the Forbidden Mage Yong Jing almost crashed in Shenmui...

Zhao Jing himself did not dare to go deeper into Shenmui, but his teacher Yongzhun gave him a artifact, the seedlings of Shenmui.

He got two kinds of babies in that black sanctuary, one being the demon seedling strain that swayed the Red Star River, and the other being the Kamigi well seedling.

The former Zhao Jing is still slowly cultivating, trying to make it grow into a real evil strain, which can bring him even more terrible destructive power.

Or Zhao Jing never dared to use it randomly, even if one day he was caught by Shenmui himself, and then he would never come out of it again.

Although, this Kamigi well is only a seedling, compared to the mature Kamigi well in the forbidden land, the chances of coming out of it under the curse are almost nil...

“Squeak ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

“Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak."

Suddenly, something was approaching a little bit, Zhao Jing heard the sound, it sounded like the tree had been opened, but soon Zhao Jing realized something was wrong!

“Son of a bitch, you really want to swallow me too!!” Zhao Jingbang was furious.

This repudiation only shrunk some toward Zhao Jing's shrub.

However, it can be seen that more bizarre shrubs are expanding around the Kamigi well, and the vegetation that is already growing in the northwest hills is quickly covered by the Kamigi well bush...

There are many demons in the northwest mountains, mainly mountain beasts and forest demons, who are stupidly moving and always want to lean on warmer human territory.

They gather in this northwest hill, wandering around, searching for food, but as this Kamigi well expands and grows, the mountain beast runs like a forest demon to other places!

The denser vegetation was good for the living spirit, but the vast majority of creatures were crisis conscious. The animal instinctively told them that this Kamigi well is definitely not a new land that can shield the wind from rain and cold. Instead, it is the cemetery of all life. This cemetery is huge and so far, many bodies can be piled up. The magic inside is worse than the death from hell!!!

Unfortunately, neither the masses of slaves, the wandering war generals nor the rulers who occupy a mountain can escape the swallowing of this Kamigi well. It does not suck life into it at all. It is like a time of dusk, when night reigns little by little, and you can't shake the darkness any faster running along the horizon!

Everything was trembling, they were trying to escape, and Movan jumped inside...

He was so arrogant that he could have fallen behind the well of Shenmi that the fire had completely disappeared without a hint of brightness.

No one knows how many of the ancient jungles overlap with the mysterious vines, hidden in the ruins of the gods or in the tombs of the demons.

……

Shady, dense, every branch, every rotten leaf is like growing strange eyes, staring viciously at itself.

Movan felt uncomfortable and the crisis was very strong.

The dark pulse is more agitated and active than usual, and it sends that cold, icy warning in every part of its body.

This phenomenon is rare. Crisis perception of the dark pulse in the past was in one place of the body to easily tell you which direction the danger came from, but this time Mofan dark pulse danger cold breath out from every inch of skin, so that the pores all over the body dilated!!

Movan has a sense of dragon, and the sense of dragon can reveal some very nuanced things, including through those disguises, obstacles, and direct knowledge of the real face.

Movan concentrated and searched his surroundings with a sense of dragon over and over as the dark veins surged strangely.

But those vicious eyes, there seems to be none...

Whenever Movan concentrated on a branch, it was a branch. There was nothing special about it except its strange shape, distortion and deformity. But when Movan moved his gaze and sense of dragon slightly aside, that vicious gaze gathered.

Yu Guang swept it.

I couldn't see behind my back, but the dragon sensation felt it.

The dragon sensation could not be covered, but the dark pulse floated wildly on the skin, and the cold creeps seemed to tell themselves urgently:

Watch out here.

Watch out here.

It's coming!

Next to you!

Turn around!!!