Holistic Fantasy

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"call!"

The magical winds that continue to rise from Noah's body seem like a gust of wind, rolling in the dead woods of the night, rolling the dead leaves on the ground, like a tornado venting It is quite shocking. (.)

Even if it is a slogan, you can't help but take a step back.

At this time, it is not fear, but shock, that fills the heart of the ritual.

From the very beginning in the church, Noah used the magical cannon that was purely magical.

That kind of magic seems simple, but because of its simplicity, the power is directly linked to the magic.

It can be seen from the power of the magic cannon that even if it is just a magic cannon, the magic power required is quite amazing.

However, before and after, Noah has no idea how many times the magic cannon has been used, but the magical aspect has not consumed at all.

In addition, now, the other party has vented the magic in front of himself in the most intuitive way. How can you not feel shocked by the words?

Is the magic of this person boundless?

Even the spirits that stand out from the myths and legends do not have this level of magic?

How does the master, who doesn't know where to come from, have this degree of magic?

If there is such a degree of magic, it should not be obscured in this world. The Magic Association, which is most concerned about magic, will definitely notice it?

Magic is the root of mystery.

Even the Holy Grail's rituals are based on the never-ending magical power of the winter woods.

It is conceivable how important magic is.

Therefore, if there is such a degree of magic, the other party will be noticed by the Magic Association.

However, the sacred rituals that have stood firm in the Church and the Magic Association do not know the existence of this character.

This makes the words of the peaks and sorrows involuntarily.

"You, who is it?"

"How?" Noah lifted his footsteps and slowly walked in the direction of Yanfeng.

"In the end, is there only this question in your mind?"

From the words of Noah. Yan Fengyi felt the real murderousness.

This person in front of me is indeed trying to chase after the death of the peaks.

Yan Fengqi did not know that Noah would directly kill the first person who met, but it was a very rare thing.

I don’t know the point of this. The black key was pulled from the arms.

"choke!"

The sharp blade pops out from the black button like the handle of the dagger, flashing through the cold arc.

Yanfeng’s rituals did not retreat, and the foot was wrong. The figure was instantly turned into a black shadow, and the lightning flashed toward Noah. The sharp black keys easily cut through the air under the magic wrap.

Just the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword, has reached the chest of Noah.

In the face of the black button that was unrelentingly stabbed, Noah's eyelids flashed slightly, and the toes were picked up on the ground, picking up a dead branch and holding it in his hand.

"Hey!"

The complex and precise magical lines of the electric wires suddenly spread out of Noah's hands and climbed into the dead branches in their hands, covering the surface of the dead branches.

Facing the sharp black key of the incoming attack, the dead branches in the hands of Noah turned into a shadow. Flashing out, with the seemingly horrible momentum of the egg hitting the stone, heavily pumped on the sword of the black key.

"Hey!"

The decaying dead branches intersected with the sharp black keys, which provoked a sound of steel and steel intertwined.

"laugh!"

One move was blocked by Noah, and the peak of the ritual immediately shook his wrist. The sharp black key was like a strange snake. It quickly swung around the decaying dead branches that were filled with magical magic lines. Cross the surface of the dead branches and stab ahead.

"Ding!"

The sharp black key just flashed through the fortified dead branches. One hand suddenly and quickly explored, flexing a finger and bringing a magical wind, and the extremely accurate bullet was on the black key of Yanfeng. Bounce it off.

At the same time, Noah’s hands were stalked and directly stabbed in the face of Yan Feng’s ritual.

The tip of the dead branch is constantly magnified in the pupil of Yan Feng's ritual, which makes the peak of the ritual, the side of the body, and a back flip. I avoided the dead branches of the stab.

Immediately, the eyes of the peaks and rituals were suddenly sharpened, and the magical powers on the black keys surged, causing the swords made by the magic to tremble.

As the sword couldn't stop shaking, the shadow of a sharp blade appeared around the black keys, and several breaths were filled with words.

That is caused by the smashing of the black keys in the hands of the singer.

Then, the rain-like sword shadow filled the whole field of Noah's vision, like a downpour, and overwhelmed the body of Noah.

In the face of this scene, Noah's eyes are calm, the hands are dry, and slowly traversing a slightly difficult track, which is extremely light and piercing.

"Ding!"

A light and soft crossfire sounded.

Noah's dead branches directly confronted the only real black key in the overwhelming sword shadow, and the living and black-pointed sword tips collided with each other, stopping the continuous stab.

The face of Yan Feng’s ritual changed slightly, but he could only bite his teeth and shake another arm.

Another black key immediately fell into the hands of Yan Fengyi, popping up the sword, turned into a sword shadow, pulled up a silver light, straight to the throat of Noah's throat violently.

However, this time, before the sharp black key stab and Noah's body, Noah's hand clenching the decaying dead branches suddenly turned a strange twist, like a python wrapped in prey, tight Tightly sucked the black key of Yan Feng's ritual, and forcedly pulled the whole person into a shape that was unstable and went forward.

"call!"

Almost a momentary thing, the fist carrying the whistling wind slammed out, mixed with the horror of the horror, and slammed into the peaks and rituals.

The face of Yan Fengyi changed and changed. He could only abandon the black key that was sucked by the strange. He also clenched his fist and tried to gather the magic and gathered it on his fist. He punched the bombardment. It was printed.

"Hey!"

The fists and fists intersected, and the dull sounds and shocks that provoked the earthquake struck from the woods, and the two figures that shook the punches were all retreating.

"Hey!"

Then, a beautiful magical array was rotated from the front of one of the figures.

A horror magic that has caused anyone to break through the magical array has condensed into a beautiful beam of light, such as the flood of floods.

Clearly understand that the power of the beam of light can only make a pair of eyelids shrink, and a burst of fear in my heart.

Just because the Yanfeng ritual is still in a stable shape, the backward retrograde state can't avoid the light beam from close range shooting.

Therefore, this time, the magic light beam is unbiased, directly, falling on the body of Yan Feng.

"Hey!"

The astonishing explosion sounded like a thunderous sound throughout the woods.

Even the woods are still clearly audible.

At this moment, at the corner of the woods, the crimson fire is like the fire of the original, like a fierce storm, exploding from the middle.

Everything that was affected by the hot fire, the trees were swallowed up by the diffuse fire in almost a blink of an eye.

The whole corner of the woods is the **** of Honglian.

That has completely become a sea of ​​fire.

And the magic light beam that led to all of this is the one that is directly hit by the fire. The whole body is calcined by fire. The whole body is burnt black and the skin is burned and festered.

"Hey!"

With the spurting of a **** red blood, the body of the whole body, which is black and smoked, is like a bird with broken wings. It falls weakly and falls heavily in the deep pit of the ground. If you don’t see half-and-a-half of the perfect place, the breath will be more than nothing.

Noah, who retreated to the edge of the sea of ​​fire, looked at this scene. Even if she had no good feelings for her words, even disgust and killing, this time would not be a boast.

After all, the complete magical cannon that can be directly annihilated by a singular angel who has been inferior to the lower level, has not yet been smashed, and it is already worth boasting.

Although, this boast is the exchange of words and rites. (To be continued.)