The Troubles of the Young Wizard

"The troubles of the young wizard (

Amid the loud noise of "Rumble~", a cloud of mushrooms rose into the sky. On the flying machine in the sky, the Lord Corleone and the Knights of the Temple of Wall leaned toward the ground fiercely with a miniature magic crystal cannon, all hidden. The deep ghoul screamed and fell apart.

"Sure enough, this thing is enjoyable, and it's a lot stronger than the so-called dwarf musket." A curved arc appeared at the corner of the temple knight Wall's mouth. His bloodline was slightly special. The more **** demons killed, the more gods he got. The more gifts he has, the stronger his strength, and this time in the Centaur Alien Space, his record can be said to be quite brilliant, completely not under the Corleone City Lord.

Kryon City Lord is more about commanding battles, mobilizing the power of the centaur, and by the way develop the belief in the **** of war, suppressing and defeating **** demons on the battlefield, and acting as the army commander of the siege of the city.

But the Temple Knights of Wall are different. This guy came from an orthodox military academy, and in addition to coordinating with the Lord Corleone to make plans, he often charged and drove a small aircraft between the battlefields.

The bloodthirsty rose line of defense has his credit, the holy water baptism has his credit, the defensive counterattack slaying the **** demon has his credit, and now the final decisive battle, he also does not want to miss it, and even hesitated to take a big killer such as the miniature magic gun. Came out.

El Ma and Maras stepped on the flying demon slippery, looking at two thick cannon barrels on their shoulders, a mushroom cloud, blowing the **** demon to pieces, the man whose land was roaring could not help showing a touch of astonishment.

Is this one of their secret weapons? But why have you never mentioned to them that the attack power of this thing has reached Tier 3, right?

The two looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time. This kind of thing was known to be a magical creation. It is estimated that it consumes not their own fighting spirit and magic power, but the magic stone, but they do not exist in this space magic stone mine. , So the magical civilization cannot be developed at all, and their concept of magic stone only exists in the notes of the ancestors.

Even if you borrow this thing, you won’t be able to use it. After all, there is no magic stone. This thing is a pile of scrap iron, and in a high probability, they will not lend themselves to such a big killer that can pose a deadly threat to them, right? .

Although the two sides did not clearly break, but since El-Mun rejected the strategy of Corleone’s main battalion, and since El-M wanted to forcibly borrow the aircraft, they had broken up. It was only because of the common enemy of the **** demon that they had broken up. Did not turn his face directly.

It now appears that they do have the capital to turn their faces.

"Are we really wrong?" Compared to the mature black-bellied chieftain, Malas was slightly immature, and his face couldn't help showing a touch of unconfidence and regret.

Al Ma chuckled, drove the magic slide closer to Maras, patted his shoulder fiercely, and said, "Boy, there is never any right or wrong. The winners will not be blamed. As long as we can expel the **** demon smoothly, To protect our homeland, everything we do is right. If we fail in the end, then..."

Maras was shocked, with a look of determination on his face. He clenched the spear in his hand and said in a deep voice, "I, I won't fail! I, I don't want to let my loved ones face the threat of **** demons again! I don't want to see it again. My people sacrificed in front of me! I, want to win!"

"Okay, this is the posture!" Alman held the bow in one hand and raised it high, his eyes were a little blurred and said: "We have the power bestowed by our ancestors. We are the masters of this world. When we gain power, we must bear the responsibility. Responsibility. When we picked up the divine bow, we were destined to be heroes! Boy, are you ready? Now it’s our turn."

The sound of the magical artillery bombardment gradually ceased, and the small hill on the ground was almost cut off, and countless pits appeared in front of everyone. After a wave of holy water attacked, the **** demon's lair finally revealed its true colors.

Maras nodded fiercely, looked up at the flying machine high above, and watched the flying demon slipping under his feet. He secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, the two of them did not really break with them. Although the number of this group of people is small, it is repeated Refreshing your own knowledge of their strengths, after getting the space permission from your ancestors, the gap with them may be as high as your current flying height.

He is just a poor boy who is stepping on the flying magic slip, but the other person is a rich and handsome man with a flying machine.

He is a poor boy and has no money, but he can work hard.

I, Maras, the centaur tribe warrior, will never admit defeat!

"Go!" Seeing that the silly boy Marath was stunned by his own flick, Alman knew it was time, and let out a roar, and the whole person swooped and rushed to the ground quickly.

"Herod~" Maras let out a long scream, his blood-red hair was hunting and waving in the wind, and the whole person quickly chased up. He seemed to like the feeling of driving the flying monster to chase the wind.

A centaur warrior who does not chase the wind is not a qualified warrior.

"Boom!" "Boom!" With two loud noises, Alma and Maras landed on the ground one after another, the long bow in their hands flickered, and a grudge arrow shot out fiercely, and a "boom!" The huge stone at the entrance was shattered.

A strong **** spirit burst out instantly, blowing their long hair back and forth constantly, Al Ma took a deep breath, took out a water sac from his waist and threw it over, followed by a fight with Qi slash. Then, the water sac was torn apart, and the rich holy water spilled out.

"Go!" Elm didn't hesitate, and rushed in first with his bow and arrow in his back and spear in his hand.

"Herod~" Maras quickly switched weapons, wielding his spears, and then two centaur sky warriors who had broken through the limit whizzed away, leaving nothing but smoke and gusts.

On the micro-aircraft, the Lord Corleone, the Knights of Wall, and the ooze monster Zac sat together. A mirror in front of them clearly showed everything around the two centaur warriors. They began to bet on who would last longer and who could kill. More **** demons, who can destroy the teleportation array.

Susan, Vivienne, and Caroline sat together, and there was also a mirror in front of them, and the contents of the mirror were exactly the same as those of the three men.

"I bet that Maras kills more **** demons and consumes the fastest strength." Corleone City Lord first made a bet: "Ten middle-grade magic stones."

"I bet that Maras can destroy the teleportation formation, but the first person to try must be Al Ma." The Temple Knight of Wall seemed to have something to say, "Ten middle-grade magic stones."

"I bet they can complete the task within an hour." Ooze monster Zach's words in exchange for two pairs of middle fingers.

Faced with the double contempt of Corleone City Lord and the Knights of the Temple of Wall, Zach added another sentence: "After the teleportation array is destroyed, the **** demons on the opposite side will launch a final counterattack, and then the two centaur warriors will simply and neatly. Pounce on the street."

"I bet on twenty middle-grade magic stones."

The Lord Corleone and the Knights of the Temple of Wall cast their eyes on the little transparent Caroline at the same time, but the latter was playing with the crystal ball without saying a word, looking at the two centaurs that quickly advanced and shot and killed the **** demon from time to time. Clan warrior, there is no expression on his face.

"I bet they can hold on for at least one day~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Susan smiled and threw a magic stone.

City Lord Corleone and the Knights of the Temple of Wall lighted up at the same time: "The top grade magic stone?!"

The ooze monster Zach quietly took back the twenty middle-grade magic stones in front of him, "I quit!"

He is very clear about the abilities of Little Transparent Caroline, and Susan dared to take out the top grade magic stone can only explain one thing, she is full of confidence! You must know that this thing is not so easy to get, even if there are two demigod level teachers, the high-grade magic stone can not be used casually to squander, even the third-level wizard will not throw it casually.

"It's a man who needs blessing!" City Lord Corleone smiled and pushed the ten middle-grade magic stones in his hand to Susan, "I bet you! I bet they can hold on for two days!"

Susan couldn’t help but got a black line when she heard the words. What she took out was a high-grade magic stone. You **** actually wanted to use ten medium-grade magic stones to bet against herself, and the bet was about the same content as herself. She said at least one day. , This **** directly added another day on this basis.

"Then I bet for two and a half days, at least." The Temple Knights of Wall chuckled: "Forgot to say, the holy water on their bodies was provided by me, not only that."

"They bought two scrolls from me and sealed the scrolls of Level 3 witchcraft, which was left by Teacher Well to defend me." Susan missed a little.

"I bet they will fail if they don't last for a day." Vivienne also took out a high-grade magic stone, and said lightly: "They bought a spar from me that sealed the third-order ice witchcraft. , It is also the treasure that Teacher Weir gave me."

City Lord Corleone and the Temple Knights of Wall couldn't help but look at each other, "I don't know why, suddenly there is a feeling of being pitted by you, illusion?"