Versatile Mage

"You are too small to be my skill. There is no gold bear claw in my world." Yang Geer sneered at the words, his eyes naturally fell on Mo Fan. On the chest.

However, he saw that it was not a tear of the armor, blood flowed, Mo Fan stood there, his flashy black chest, not to mention the tearing of the tear, even a basic mark !

Still so smooth and bright, still so shiny, just like the one just got out of the refining furnace.

Yang Ge tried very hard to remember that the other side had used any magic to offset his sacred brute force, but he clearly remembered that the other person directly ate his heavy claws, and the golden paw print burst. Really banging on his chest.

Why is there no effect at all? ?

It feels that Yang Ge’s eyes are about to protrude like a goldfish. He wants to see a trace of the traces he has left on Mofan’s chest, otherwise it will hurt his self-esteem!

"What equipment are you?" Yang Geer gave up, and some angry questions asked.

Mo Fan is too lazy to answer, anyway, Yang Ge will soon feel the pressure of this black dragon magic costume! !

When the keel boots stepped, Mo Fan turned to the dragon of a black vine, and killed it in front of Yang Ge. This speed reached the extreme of some wind magic spells without using any magic.

Mofan's arm was gripped into a fist, and the precise air holes above the arm squat absorbed the surrounding airflow, and finally gathered in his fist position.

Suddenly, the whole arm was given the dragon dragon wind, and when he saw the fist swinging out, the dragon dragon that rushed out of the fist rolled up the layer of destruction of the boxing wave, and the sturdy fist of the birth. The golden holy bear banged up.

Yang Ge’s good flames turned into a golden shield with golden flames. Even a collision of a monarchy in this defensive posture may cause the monarch to hurt several bones. The power of the dragon’s fist has surpassed those fierce devils. The beast does not know how many times, the flame gold shield can not resist.

“嘭!!!!”

Yang Ge fell down. He was surrounded by a large ruin of a boxing wind. It was like a dragon waving the wing of the sky from here.

He was sore and his legs trembled a little.

The sacred bear shape that was wrapped in the golden flame appeared to be incomplete. Younger had to bite his teeth and try to wake up more of the blood of the sacred bear in his body, so that his body would not look so half-human and half-bear.

Does the other party have this bundle, is it really flashy?

Yang Ge has no longer thought so, and he has been hurt, and he has begun to have some awe in Mofan.

Too light enemy, Laoshante said nothing wrong, this is a strong!

"Dragon, except for the dragon, I can't think of anything comparable to my holy bear." Yang Ge said very positively.

"You count the goods." Mo Fan laughed.

His attire is not only a dragon, but also a black dragon among the dragons!

Red Dragon, Green Dragon, Flying Dragon and Red Dragon are not comparable to Black Dragon.

Therefore, unless Yang Geer is able to become a bright golden dragon, it is not enough to have a Nordic bear.

"The keel tramples!"

Mo Fan jumped up and appeared in the sky above Yang Ge.

At a height of 100 meters, Mo Fan of the black magic costume has cast a huge dragon. The dragon is really hovering over Yang Ge's head, bringing Yanger's endless oppression!

“嘣!!!!!!!”

This step, the landslide is cracked, and hundreds of buildings in the vicinity are turned into dust at the same time. This power is absolutely comparable to a dragon, the river is faulty, and the forest collapses.

Yang Geer can't move. He stands in the trampling area. When the body falls down seriously with the surface, when it falls to the bottom, the internal organs will be shattered. The bones are no longer sore, but falling apart!

Without the body of this golden sacred bear, he felt that he had already become a muddy mud, and he was a bully wild power. You must know that Yang Geer, who has the blood of a half-orc, can no longer be called pure. Master.

In Northern Europe, those weak wizards are in front of people who are comparable to the monsters. They are a group of mosquitoes that can be killed at will, even if they encounter a superb master who is superb and superb, like a giant bear and a wild dog, absolutely crushed. .

After learning the violent means of this person, Yang Geer realized that there are still more masters in the East than their Nordic holy bears. If they don’t agree, they will punch their ankles and make a fortune.

I shot myself, and there were no traces on the people.

People shot, they basically comminuted fractures.

How is this going?

......

Mo Fan followed the cracks in the forest and planned to kill Yang Ge’s guy.

To be honest, the black dragon suit is so fierce that Mo Fan did not think of it. After all, he has not even applied a spell. It is a real dragon possession, and it is a landslide.

A golden flame swayed in the cracks of the rock. Mo Fan chased the past and turned the arm scorpion into a black dragon claw. The keel boots at the foot also changed rapidly, blending a black with the earth. The shadows of the film made Mofan’s actions begin to drift.

"Ran??"

Mo Fan took a closer look and found that the flame was not Yang Geer. Yang Ge was like a man who threw his own bearded skin on the ground. I don't know when it was slipped away.

"The Nordic Holy Bear, the blood of the mighty gold, is the groundhog. The generals who escaped from the hole can't really learn." Mo Fan saw a hole in the distance and couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Fan can not drill holes.

Anyway, how Yanger ran, basically fled to Pingshan and joined his other brethren.

Mo Fan just has to follow the mountain road to catch up.

It was Yang Geer. Actually, he did not escape far. He heard Mo Fan’s words, and his face became pig liver.

The most brave fighting organization in Northern Europe was told that the groundhog was not refuted.

"If you dare to come up, I will let you see and see the real Nordic holy bear!!" Yang Ge snarled at a distance.

"You know, this is a magic tool. I can't last too long. What is the difference between intentional delay and admittance?" Mofan responded.

"So you can't compare the blood of my holy bear with this kind of side door, let alone our holy bear brothers are not alone." Yang Geer snarled.

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