Versatile Mage

"Dead book dementor!"

Lin Kang is a curse-based mage. He saw the first witch when he used his butcher's knife as a food nutrient.

He clasped the iron brush in his hand and used the air as a book to write a curse on it.

Ten witches who had changed from the mountain sorcerer and sorcerer had to take action, and they were immediately bound by something. When they looked closely, they found that they were surrounded by the rumors that Lin Kang quickly wrote.

These weird and sinister words are in a row, and in the **** wind, like a strong chain with the power of lashing, the Wakayama mountain dragon is tightly tied in place.

There are more and more weird words, and they are gradually emerging at the foot of the Wujia Mountain Dragon.

The word of glory that emerged from their feet was densely packed and filled with a full page, the exclusive page in the book of death!

On this page, after the full writing, all the words of the gloom are bleak, and the amazingly inconspicuous process is the degeneration of the life of the sorcerer.

The armor flakes, the body is dry, the bones are slack, and the soul is withered...

The strong and fierce Wujia Shanlong also had a shot to Lin Kang in the future, and it quickly degraded with the curse on the dead.

In the end, the mighty Wuzhishan dragon became a humble poisonous insect. The poisonous insects were wrapped in a group of liquid dirt and eventually died.

"Hehehe, I have to see what you have." Lin Kang laughter is more wild.

In the past, the death book was actually very confusing for Lin Kang, but after the two legal systems were greatly improved, it seems that this big spell has become simple.

"This page, for you, my death thin is not included in the nameless generation." Lin Kang suddenly pointed the pen in his hand to Mu Bai.

It turned out that Lin Kangxi wrote eleven pages, the page full of the most vicious spells is still behind, and there is a white name on it!

Just killing, regardless of life, Lin Kang's death can not be taken casually, but since he wants to achieve his supreme position in the city of North City, even if the Magic Association trial will find trouble, he does not mind.

Mu Bai did not have time to retreat. There were some faint blood words around him. The blood words were lined up in a row. For example, the long bamboo slips not only locked the whole body of Mu Bai, but also gave Mu Bai a layer by layer. Wrapped up.

"what!!!!"

Mu Bai’s pain screamed, and those faint blood words were still cursing the bamboo slips for a second, but the next second was engraved on Mu Bai’s skin.

Every first pen is extremely deep, almost to the bones of the flesh, and the blood overflows to make every curse blood look horrible.

"Death under the butcher's knife is the most comfortable. Why do you want to choose a dead book?" Lin Kang stared at the **** white, but he laughed.

Mu Bai’s face is written with blood, but his eyes are not desperate and bleak because of the pain that ordinary people can’t bear.

He looked at Lin Kang, and there was a flame in his chest, which turned into a fighting will that would never be easily extinguished.

"Have you seen the real death?" Mu Bai asked in a cold and cursed word.

Lin Kang stunned.

grim Reaper?

Who will have seen this kind of thing, it will be seen by the dead.

And the so-called **** is nothing more than a magical creature. If you are strong enough, you can call it God.

He Lin Kang, in his field of judges, is not a **** of death, it is doomed to the death of that person!

"Do you think that my dead book is just this torture? Dead book, you want your life, but before that will make you feel uncomfortable, will let you taste the hell!" Lin Kang said.

"Some people, always like to pretend to be a ghost, die thin, use some curse magic to decorate their own transcendental power, but also nicknamed the life and death book that decided to die?" Mu Bai suddenly laughed.

Full of blood, the word of a curse, including the blood on the cheeks are constantly spilling out, but he is laughing, this picture has an indescribable weirdness.

"Before I was a prison guard in prison, I was a executor of the death penalty. It is also strange to say that every prisoner who is taken to the death penalty is a particularly open-minded, especially calm, but just press them on the chair. When they were put on the electric helmet, they often incontinence and incontinence, saying something embarrassing, saying something very ridiculous, the mind is similar to the three-year-old." Lin Kang is not surprised by Mu Bai’s behavior, but instead talks about himself. .

"Your current state is exactly the same as them. To be honest, I still miss that time. I felt disgusting at first, and I am more and more looking forward to going to work."

The blood of Mu Bai is still flowing, but the curse of torture is no longer directed at the flesh.

Scratching, Mu Bai felt that these curses began to entangle his bones, and the pain caused him to swear.

It can be painful to suffer, and blame, Mu Bai still laughs at a certain moment.

After the end of the bone punishment, go to the soul.

Cursed trilogy, the punishment of the flesh, the pain of the bone marrow, the suffering of the soul!

At the level of the soul, it is basically irreversible. Mu Bai is very close to death, but he does not have a way to enter death. It seems that when he reaches the level of the soul, he is relieved!

......

The sky was dark and the **** shade formed almost a storm barrier, so that no one could interfere with the killing between the two judges.

Mu Bai’s screams, many people have heard.

Zhao Manyan was entangled in the four strong men, unable to help Mu Bai, and there were not many people in the snow mountain who could really get involved in this level of battle.

"Heart summer, Mu Bai may need your help." Jiang Shaoxu was a little anxious.

Lin Kang's strength has increased greatly, but Mu Bai has remained the same. Whether it is repairing or hard power, Lin Kang is much stronger than Mu Bai, so that Mu Bai is too stubborn to deal with Lin Kang alone.

"He should have nothing to do." Xin Xia replied.

"How can I not feel anything, I can feel his pain." Jiang Shaoxue is even more anxious, why the heart does not shoot in summer.

"My magic is restrained for him. There is a **** in his body that runs counter to the power of the Parthenon." The heart said calmly in summer.

"God...God??" Jiang Shaoxu felt that he was wrong.

"Jiang Shaohua, don't worry about him. If Lin Kang uses other power to kill him, maybe there is hope, but the curse..." Mo Fan did not worry about Mu Bai's situation.

How can a person who can play chess with the Dark King die easily from the curse created by the Dark King?

Although Mu Bai was described as very simple at the beginning, Mo Fan was very clear that during the time when Mu Bai was lying in the coffin, he experienced a completely different life, perhaps even longer than he has been in the world for more than 20 years...

"But... but he is so bad."

"You take a cold shower, isn't that the water just sprinkled on the body?" Mo Fandao.