Versatile Mage

"However, it was a catastrophe of the ancient capital, and he regarded himself as a god. In the end, he did not fail to destroy the whole city?" "The face of the cold lord is extremely incomparable."

"I am the most powerful archbishop of red, and will let the world understand who is their true death master!!"

The cold prince began to go mad. His eyes stared at the magnificent wall that blocked his death from the plague. Without the blockade of this thing, the land of the North Plains had already been corpses, and it had already been smashed. These will become the power of his cold lord rule, and he firmly believes that he will be more perfect than Sarang, this North Plain will never have a little bit of live! !

Her saran can kill a million, and his cold lord will be a million! !

"Let's go all the way to her!" The robe of the mask of the Archbishop of the Cold Lord has changed.

Those faces are obviously a piece of clothing and ornaments, but they live one by one. They show different painful emotions, hateful, angry, hateful, sad, desperate...

Each face brings these painful emotions to the extreme.

When people are emotionally extreme, they often feel that he will become an unreasonable beast at any time, terrible.

In the same way, these masks are also the same. They hang on the body of the cold lord, and they have revealed the most complete aversion to the world, the madness that everything will be destroyed! !

"Give me to die!" The robe of the cold lord suddenly fluttered.

At the same time, those extreme painful faces turned into ghosts one by one, like a large group of smoke to cover the town of Beibeiguan.

The ghosts are sharp and constantly echoing in the black and pressed sky. These painful ghosts seem to be free from the limits of the gods and gods, and they have no weight.

They flew to Zhenbeiguan. Whenever they got into the body of an army mage, the face of the military mage would show the same painful color, just like the grievances of a person’s life. It is piled up in this originally determined and determined person, destroying his inherent spiritual world!

Although the painful memories are all others, everyone can feel the terrible truth. A shouting scream is heard in Zhenbeiguan. I don’t know how many military mages have been infected with this pain. There are several officers even Crash and jump to the bottom of the magnificent wall.

Their hops, the densely packed, undead undeads robbed them, and they were robbed and left nothing left.

"No, don't kill my people, let them go, let them go, my daughter is his own..." A military mage made a screaming pain, and the whole person broke into a real dream.

He continued to retreat and had retreated to the edge of the city road. When he saw that he would fall into the abyss of the undead, Zhao Manyan rushed over and pulled the military mage back.

"I am dead, let me die, please don't hurt them, please don't hurt them!" The military mage was completely evil, and his mouth spit out the crazy words like the old herder.

Zhao Manyan and Ling Ling were surprised to see the behavior of this military mage, and they have not returned to God for a long time.

The situation of the old herdsmen has been seen by both of them. If this person does not have a young face, they really think it is the mad old herder.

"What is going on here, it is hard to be the soul of the old herders attached to him. The problem is that the old herders are not dead at all!" Zhao Manyan said.

This kind of pain is like a plague, and it is madly transmitted to the people who guard the town of Beiguan. Each of them seems to carry a memory that someone can never forget in this life. In this memory, I taste the despair.

“Is it true that evil beliefs are true?” said Lingling.

"What evil beliefs??" Zhao Manyan asked inexplicably.

"The rumors of some ancient gods, they gain their power through the respect, worship, and offering of some races. The more and the more the beneficiaries, the more powerful their power. In fact, our ancient totems are to some extent. In other words, hatefulness, anger, and fear of unity will also produce an evil belief power, and let the evil spirit gain strength. The greater the emotion, the stronger the evil spirit of evil spirits! Said.

"Is this related to the curse??" Zhao Manyan said.

"It should be that positive beliefs should be the power of blessing, and evil beliefs are the power of curses. It is hard to imagine that someone can really bring these imaginary curses to their bodies and turn them into power!" Lingling said.

"These pains are killing and killing, but you can't resist it. What should I do?" Ye Hong was also at a loss.

A few of them were relatively high, and they were able to withstand the invasion of these painful ghosts. Other wizards suffered. In a short period of time, a large group of people collapsed, not to mention being killed by the Black Holy See. They are I can't stand it myself, I will choose to jump off the magnificent wall.

"You must find that evil faith... This person must be a cold lord." Lingling said.

"How do we find him, the cardinal is simply impossible to reveal identity, are we really going to die?" Ye Hong said.

Bin Wei stood in the beacon tower, her face pale to the extreme, and she felt so fast that she was about to go to the situation of disengagement.

The wall can't resist the Sphinx's attack, and the guardian seems to be unable to withstand the attack of the Black Holy See. This line of defense will be destroyed sooner or later, and you will see how much time you can get.

A minute more, you can save a village, this is why Bin Wei never let himself fall!

"Where is the cold prince hiding, we have no way of knowing that this cold prince is more terrible than imagined, evil faith..." The prophet was really powerless at the moment.

"Oh, we did our best. If we don't do this, there will be few people in Beiyuan who can live to Feihuangcheng. At least half of them have already arrived at Feihuangcheng." Bin Wei's adjutant said.

"Damn, if you can find the contractor, you can support it for a while!" Zhao Manyan said with annoyance.

They all know that the underworld is impossible to contend with. In the face of absolute power, any grand plan seems to be vulnerable. What they really want to do is delay and give the people of the North Plains time to evacuate to the city.

This magnificent wall will eventually collapse, just faster than they expected...

“呜呜呜呜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!”

Just when everyone was desperate, the painful ghosts that were all around the konjac fire suddenly burst into humming sounds. They heard another kind of summoning, actually they got out of those innocent people, and then they Somewhere in the underworld of the underworld, Wang Yang flew!

The military mages quickly recovered their normal minds, and their eyes were still a little confused. They did not seem to have suffered any substantial harm.

"What happened??" asked Ye Hong.

"The painful flies flew away. They seem to fly to a scorpion frog about ten kilometers away from here." A mage looking at the heights said.

"Is it the cold lord?" Zhao Manyan said with a surprise. Immediately, the color of the surprise on his face is gone. Even if he knows what the cold lord can be there, can he still cross the ten-kilometer sea-like army? ?

"Look, the cold light of the **** color!!" Lingling pointed at the distance.

"Blood color??"

"That glory is a magical star, but which department will present this color?" Ye Hong said with a puzzled face.

"The distance of ten kilometers can be seen clearly. It is a strong magical man!!"

It is clearly magical brilliance, but people can't identify its department at all. It is clearly divided into tens of thousands of undead armys of ten kilometers. The evil awn is still so eye-catching and overbearing!

The prophet widened his eyes and looked far away.

He had seen this scene. At the beginning of the corpse of the mountain, he jumped over the enchantment of the ancient capital. It was such a person with **** brilliance, and he repelled the corpse of the mountain and gave the entire ancient capital a little survival. time!

"It's Mo Fan, it's Mo Fan!" the prophet said with some excitement.

It is a purely incomparable dark power, but it brings an unprecedented peace of mind. No matter what power is from beginning to end, it does not distinguish between good and evil. It is only the user's heart, which is the decaying rotten distortion. Still as sincere and hot as Mo Fan! ! ! !

“唿唿唿唿唿唿唿~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!”

The smoldering flame swept away in a smashing way ten kilometers away. The dark world was filled with the flame that was so hot that it was the color of the glory that Zhao Manyan and Lingling are very familiar with. The reddish-brown intertwined can be so far apart, they can all feel that the devil's inflammation they are intertwined at this moment is far more powerful than usual! !

The heat wave, blowing in the face, the army of the underworld may not be able to block, the powerful high temperature, even the column of the scorpion fire is bright, a little more burning! !

“嗼吼吼吼~~~~~~~~~~!!”

The Sphinx, who is madly attacking the magnificent wall, seems to have sniffed a dangerous breath and rolled up behind him, turning around and going there for a while.

About seven kilometers northwest of the city wall, the arrogant 蝎君 Medusa did not move on, but turned the huge head to the place of the devil's fire, the snake's hair became Hey, become vigilant, they are brushing the face of the demon flame, making a cry.

The other underworld monarchs, all over the 30-kilometer radius, stopped moving forward and stopped attacking the magnificent wall. They discovered aliens and discovered a threat that they could not ignore, just in the midst of their underworld. ......