Versatile Mage

"I just tried a little knife." Mo Fan opened his mouth and the flames fluttered, his smile became more wild! !

All in charge, this gesture has once killed a two-hundred-meter-long silver moon giant, to tell the truth, Mo Fan has not touched the strongest power of the fire king.

But when the devil's fire was in the ancient capital, I was afraid that it would not be much stronger than it is now.

At that time, Mo Fan was just a high-level, the devil was awakened, Xiaoyan Ji was promoted to the full body of the flame goddess, the goddess of fire attached to the demon soul shadow, is one of the four souls of Mo Fan devil.

Mo Fan knows that the strength is still far worse than the ancient demon effect, but it is definitely close to the fire demon from the super-order of his current fire system and the mature body of Yan Ji!

You don't have to rely on the demons that sleep in the body, not to pay back a lot of souls, and there are no side effects. This is the most real power of your own!

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"Give me the kill, kill me for him!!!" After the white leopard was hit hard, people began to be a little crazy.

"Big brother, isn't you or someone else intervening?" Cold Tiger whispered.

"Give me shut up, this scourge must die!!" The white leopard roared.

Now the white leopard is seriously lacking in mental strength, and has also suffered some counter-phasing. The state of the opponent’s current state of the body is obviously the peak. He knows that he has already been unable to compete. If Mo Fan is dead, he will use the power of the brown regime!

The white leopard is one of the highest generals. He can mobilize hundreds of thousands of rebels, and his own light master, Damon, has gathered two or three thousand elite mages.

He raised a goose snow pen and drew a white flag in the air.

The flag is his call, and the hoof-shaped river bay is not far from the main camp of the rebel army. The army is coming here in a mighty way, the grass is splashing, and the earthquake is shaking!

"My soldiers are endless, how do you contend with me." The white leopard pointed at Mo Fan.

"The military power, can't help me!!"

The army is pushing in, this time it is the 10,000-strong army in the true sense.

Although they can't match the elite soldiers who used to be in the Rehe, they can form a circle, and all the stars can be connected together to create super-destruction!

The legion arrived in the Rehe River and was filled with this dry hoof-shaped river bay.

The white leopard is very clear that Mo Fan’s goal is Wu.

But the white leopard is not the same as Mofan!

To kill Wu, you have to step on the body of the 10,000-strong army.

Mofans is not afraid, just because he has not experienced the real strength under the blaze of the fire! !

"How much is sent to death, my **** is getting together!!!"

Mo Fan flew out and snarled.

I saw a rolling river madness, which danced with the hot fire dancing body, brutally raging and stirring everything.

The military mages were nothing but the fish and shrimp in the river. They were beaten under the power of such a fierce dragon, and the smashing of the smoldering burned them into ashes!

The legion tried to form a windship, but even the battleship of the magical wind, like the mammoth of the giant river, to be silent.

The flame dragon figure rushed from the head of the hot river to the other side, and followed the arc of the river bay for a terrible cleanup. Except for the black bones everywhere, the rebel soldiers did not even have flesh! !

The violent rush to the top, as Mofan said himself.

His furnace hell, how many can be stored, how about holding the military power, everything in front of the strong are ants! !

"Purgatory - Nine Fire Falls!"

Mo Fan suspended in the sea of ​​fire, and he slowly lifted his hands.

At a higher altitude, almost touching the position of the clouds, suddenly nine flames of red light are flashing!

A loud bang, the smoldering fire poured down like a liquid, and fell straight, so it poured into the hoof-shaped river bay.

The hoof-shaped river bay was originally smashed and broken because of the previous battle. The entire nine melting fire waterfalls were washed here, and the scene was magnificent.

However, for those soldiers who are in the river bay, they are the thousands of dead who are being thrown into the abyss of purgatory and accept the despair of the flame waterfall baptism.

The smoldering fire begins to devour all the people standing like the water that is constantly rising. At first, the red liquid is still on the bottom of the foot. As the nine fire waterfalls continue to sag, their ankles, their knees, their thighs All are soaked in.

A piece of blood-like redness, floating on top of it is hundreds of half of the body, the fire has already been melted!

Mo Fan is standing on the heights, but the image of the cold and cruel is in line with a king.

Despite gazing at such a tragic scene, some emotions will fluctuate with it, but Mo Fan will not allow himself to pity and will not stop.

When the city of Luo was occupied by the rebels, it was the same as **** on earth, the innocent people, the victims of power struggle, and every soldier who joined the brown regime had a guilt!

Mo Fan has always been violent.

A regime that uses violence to gain power is also not qualified to ask others to treat it with kindness.

"You are letting them die," Sharjah said.

"On the day of joining our regime, they were ready to sacrifice for the regime at any time," said the White Leopard.

"But do you really think he will waste time on those people?" When Sharjah said these words, people had begun to recede.

Seeing the form of Mofan, the smoldering king, Saga will retreat.

This is an insurmountable person. She is not a political power. She is not a black Holy See. It is not a victim of any struggle. If she wants to fight, she wants to go and leave.

The white leopard did not understand the meaning of Sharjah at first, but when he discovered that the blazing king was rushing from two kilometers away, his face immediately became ugly.

"Cold tiger, block him!" The white leopard breath has not been adjusted, where can stop this fire magic.

"I... I..." The cold tiger can only stand up with a hard scalp.

In fact, the wound that had been left on him before the fire was still aching.

The cold tiger stood forward, and his whole body burst into flames. He punched the ground and punched one by one. The giant ivory spurs out one by one. They are densely arranged and crossed, forming a stab-resistant ability. Defend Tooth Mountain!

Mo Fan ran wildly, leaving a broken scorch mark along the way.

When I arrived at the defensive Asan, the air around him suddenly exploded, making Mofan completely turned into a blasting lion, and the claws rushed!

“嘣!!!!!!!”

Defensively, all the foams in Asan were crushed, and the cold tiger hiding behind them flew out directly. Many flame stars chased them, and they stabbed his body immediately after the cold tiger fell.

"Ah!" The cold tiger screamed.

Mo Fan simply ignored it, and the goal was Zhang Yang’s incomparable white leopard.

The white leopard saw that it was not a person who killed it, but saw a large piece of blood and red light.

It seems that he is standing on a lonely hill facing the incomparable hot sun. The light from the scorching sun makes the air burn continuously and burns the sky red.

It is clearly the doomsday scene! !