Versatile Mage

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Mu Bai has released the worms it raises. Zhao Manyan needs to worry that only the people of the Black Holy See can support for a few minutes.

All the way to the eighth hill, Zhao Manyan wearing a set of hidden cockroaches, this thing usually does not have much effect when fighting, but walking in the area where the demon is spread, but can largely avoid being blocked by the monster.

The demons are all carnivorous. See people.

The demon of the nose spirit, they smelled the smell of the living people a few kilometers away, so the magician entered the forest that was too deep, and it was difficult to leave alive.

This expensive cloak is the use of this, just like the stealth hang, no need to worry about being stared by the demon.

They only treat people in cloaks as the most common hare in the forest, disdain.

Between the seventh hill and the eighth hill, you can hear the low noise without taking a few steps. Zhao Manyan can not kill like a Mofan.

If he is besieged, he can only die with the demon.

"Strange, what about the hills?"

"It is reasonable to say that here, there is only one quagmire."

"These mud statues are really lifelike, and they are doing such a funny pose."

"It was originally here, almost buried by the mud, why set the eighth hill in a pit."

Zhao Manyan searched for a circle and found a building in the mud pit, which was almost connected with the mountain layer next to it.

He saw the light green stone guide, and when he was planning to go to the ninth hill, he was soaked in half of the horizontal building in the mud, and a dirty person climbed out from it.

This person is wearing a broken coat and the whole body is muddy.

"Brother, how are you, is it okay?" Zhao Manyan hurried over and raised the man without hair.

"It's okay." The other side took a bit of vigilance, but still made a very grateful look.

"There are people on the seventh hill. Hansen asked me to come over and say a message. But people here don't know where to go. I plan to go to the ninth hill to inform the above." Zhao Manyan looked at the wandering monk. Said the man.

"I don't know too well, I am just a little deacon." The wandering man replied.

"This is a headache." Zhao Manyan wiped the rain on his face and instantly changed his face. "Little deacon, it is also meat!"

After Zhao Manyan suddenly hammered his right fist into the palm of his left hand, the powerful collision immediately ignited a layer of brown light waves, such as the explosion quickly spread in all directions!

The brown light wave swept past the mud, and a large rock full of angular edges immediately emerged in the mud, as tall and thick as the pier!

This bridge pier continues to appear, enveloping this area and forming a rocky arena.

The wandering monk and Zhao Manyan were trapped inside, and Zhao Manyan smiled at this time.

I am more and more resourceful, and I swindle a deacon of the Black Holy See.

The deacon position is not low, although this time their main goal is the black pharmacist, but maybe the deacon has the whereabouts of the black pharmacist?

"Xietai, what are you doing, we have no future innocents." The wandering monks raised their eyebrows and looked puzzled.

"I will set up a shelter, don't take it too seriously." Zhao Manyan said.

Covering the awning?

The wandering monks couldn't help but vomit a spit and squirt each other's face. This 360-degree-closed arena was almost unable to enter the light.

Coupled with the slow-squeezing posture of the Rocky Arena, it is clear that only one of them can live alive!

"Little brother, you have to think clearly. As a pilgrim, I don't like to fight and kill. No matter which party you belong to, we will meet and nod, and leave some room for each." The wandering monk said.

"How is your monk slick? When the monk is not supposed to be a pilgrimage, you should not want to do anything in the Black Guards!" Zhao Manyan said.

"How come I have no professional ethics? Since that incident, I walked to the Potala Palace. Every time I die, I will pray for their souls. I have worshipped 30,000 on this road. Four thousand six hundred and seventy times." said the wandering monk.

With these words in mind, the wandering monks also deliberately took off their hoods and exposed their foreheads and faces.

The monk did have a dark face and a very obvious shackle on his forehead, like a knife and an eye.

"What happened? What happened?" Zhao Manyan did not understand.

"Bocheng. How many people died at that time, how many times I worshiped. How can I say that I have no professional ethics? There are not many monks like me." The wandering monk Wu said.

"The trough!!!!"

Zhao Manyan was shocked.

What a ghost, this guy is not a little deacon.

How is it related to Bocheng?

Bocheng is not the home of Mo Fan and Mu Bai. At that time, many people died. But the specific figure Zhao Manyan did not know, how this monk directly said it.

"What are you who you are!" Zhao Manyan pointed to this monk.

"You don't know who I am, what do I do?" Wu Biao also widened his eyes.

Wu Kui thought that his identity as a teacher had not been seen before, so the other party would use this rocky duel field to trap himself.

Wu bitter actually panicked a little, thinking that the other party is a big man in the Holy See, or one of the holy city angels.

It seems that there is a false alarm.

"You said that you are a small deacon, I just want to give you the black chief of the small leader to give the invitation." Zhao Manyan said.

"I lied to you, I saw you didn't tell the truth... It seems that there are some misunderstandings between us." Wu said.

"Yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Zhao Manyan had a headache.

The other party is not a small deacon! !

And from his point of view of Bocheng, he is still a big boss! !

Zhao Manyan is a very B-number person. He is a defensive-minded mage who has to deal with a black sect.

"Actually, I don't like to fight and kill." Zhao Manyan began to feel a little guilty.

This monk, the level is a bit high, I can't make it, I have to find a way to drag Mofan or Mu Bai to come over.

"Then we are so good to gather together? Look at Xiongtai is also a dragon and phoenix face, in the future can certainly achieve a great cause, there is no need to see a small monk with me not to die?" Wu said.

Wu is not aware of the strength of the other side. He is not a pure war mage, and he has some life-saving skills.

The sudden appearance of Mo Fan really disrupted some of their original plans. Wu thought that he would walk alone, not to be identified as an identity. If he knew that he had just drilled out of the tunnel to the eighth hill, he bumped into such a one. The guy who trapped himself in the stone pile.