Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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In fact, the feelings of the two of them are correct. The monsoon smoke is full of provocations. It has completely angered Duanmu, and the face of the end of the wood and wrinkles has faintly swelled. He held the staff in his hand and began to sing. The sacred magic spell, the fierce wind rushed from all directions to his staff, and the power of powerful light magic was surging in madness.

The monsoon smoke looks at Duanmu, who is singing quickly. He is careless: "It's so slow."

The little old man and the strong man almost didn't spit out the blood.

slow?

The speed of the chanting of Duanmu is already the best of the Master!

Of course...

Haven't waited until Duanmu sings to the general, the monsoon smoke fingertips gently, the second sheet of paper, burned in an instant.

At the moment when the paper was burned out, in the sky, a silver flash of lightning fell to the sky and directly slammed into the singer.

The mage in the humming is the most vulnerable time, and the speed of the lightning has already surpassed all reactions.

Duanmu had only had time to see that silver flash of lightning fell, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition in his heart, but... his singing has been carried out for most of the time. If he suddenly interrupts at this time, he is bound to be magical. Counterattack.

What is even more terrible is that Duanmu's magic of singing this time is a powerful sacred magic. Once he suffers a counterattack, the result... I am afraid he can't bear it.

Just as Duanmu was struggling to bear this lightning, the master of Yue, who was aware of the power of lightning, suddenly changed his face.

"Quick break!!"

Under a low drink, Duanmu’s subconscious mind shook, and there was no time to think about it. He immediately interrupted his singing, sang the moment of breaking, and gathered the bright magic above the Duanmu scepter for a moment. Into the heart of Duanmu, almost in an instant, the whole person flew out.

In the next second, when Duanmu was shocked, the silver lightning that fell from the sky lingered in the place where he stood.

Just listening to a loud bang, the place where Duanmu was standing, was suddenly blasted a three-meter deep, two-meter-wide pit!

Duanmu slammed heavily on the ground, and the rebellion of the holy-class magic almost shattered his internal organs in a minute and a second, and a blood spurted out of his mouth.

Master Yue rushed to the side of Duanmu, and a faint green light fell into the chest of Duanmu from his palm, which stabilized Duanmu, who was violently twitching.

Of course...

Everyone looked at the huge deep pit that was taken out by the silver lightning, and he was shocked by a cold sweat.

This lightning, if it is directly on the end of the wood, is afraid...

Duanmu’s life is completely confessed here.

What is even more shocking to the people in the elders' home is that it is above the silver lightning, clearly condensed with the strong fluctuations of bright magic!

Master Yue looked up incredulously and looked at the smiling monsoon smoke. At this moment, his eyes no longer have a little bit of casualness and relaxation, but full of shock and surprise.

How can it be?

How can monsoon smoke use magic of both light and darkness?

This is simply not possible!

Light and darkness are mutually exclusive from beginning to end, and there is no possibility of coexistence at all.