Versatile Mage

The dark clouds do not know how many layers, peeled off layer by layer, you can see a winding mountain.

Where is the mountain where the devils come from, so huge and towering, need to know how many mountains can only support the terrible height? ?

The members of the curse will not look back at this time. When the mountain slowly approaches the city, close to the Huangpu River area, everyone suddenly discovers that it is not a mountain at all, it is clearly a huge head. !

This skull is completely from the heavens, through a magical boundary, arrived in this bustling world, and it is extremely shocking at the same time!

It is comparable to the mythology of the world, but it is so true. Its dragon horn, its dragon must, its dragon kiss, its dragon scorpion, and every part of it contain ancient gods, and all creatures must worship and surrender, including human beings.

St. Totem!

It is the ancient **** of the previous era, blessing all things, but also the survival belief of mankind.

Although the arrival of magic allows people to be self-reliant, this does not mean that the ancient **** is not powerful! !

Human beings replaced the ancient gods with the magic system. How many humans there were, and how many wars went through at that time to end the era of the ancient gods of Totem...

And God calls it God, even if it alone can give a race a devastating blow to the world!

Qinglong is the first of the four holy totems!

It descends on a bustling city of mankind, and the city looks a bit small, not to mention the humans and the Kraken on the ground and in the ocean.

The head of the dragon that was explored in the clouds.

This picture of ancient myths and modern cities

Even the members of the curse that have become accustomed to all kinds of eccentricities have been stunned.

The sea monsters in the city, the human mage who struggled in the city, saw this scene. The most important thing is that the dark clouds that permeated the entire magical capital finally dispersed slowly!

A cloud of clouds scattered, is the magnificent body of blue.

The hazy place gradually became clear, and it was still the continuous blue torso.

For a moment, people felt that the world was upside down. They looked up and saw the earth hanging upside down in the sky, and the ridges of the mountains appeared on the earth...

But those are just the torso of this ancient Chinese god.

You can see the gaps in the sky at a glance, and continue to pour hundreds of thousands of holes in the desolate waterfalls in the city. At this time, all of them fall on the body of this ancient dragon, but it is just like the channel water. Washing the body of its years of loess.

Not long ago, people thought that the waterfall that Tiankong lowered was finally over. When the dark clouds were completely dispersed, people realized that it was such a dragon that covered the magical capital and blocked the endless pouring of the horrible waterfall...

How wide and how shockful this body is.

He once thought that there is such a creature that can fill a sky, make the sky look so crowded, and even a little small, need the dragon to carry out a variety of twists on the chest, abdomen and tail to fully accommodate it, if it is thoroughly What kind of shocking scene will it be unfolding? ?

Now the people who banned the curse will finally understand why the singularly demon king and the magical white spider king will be enemies. The emperor is the closest to the existence of God, but this Qinglong, which is circling the magic, is clearly the creator. Level, like the depths of the universe, should not appear in this small world.

"Look at you... Is there a person standing on the head of the dragon??" The members of the trial committee in Jing'an District exclaimed.

Several of them were sent to high places to observe this mysterious creature in the sky.

Just observing such a god, there will be a feeling of sin in the heart, until they see a cyan position in the cyan dragon, they are more unbelievable.

Feng Feng rushed to the heights, his eyes swept through the many broken tall buildings, saw the head of the dragon that explored the magic capital, and saw a person standing between the dragons.

That person is too small compared to the head of the dragon. It is almost invisible to use the magician's perception. It is just that all things are going to lie under the body of this ancient totem god. Why can that person stand on the head of God? ? ? ?

And how the person looks more familiar! !

......

To the south end of Baoshan, the refuge looked out on the tower. A blood-stained woman leaned on the edge of the tower. She held the water vapor falling in the sky with her hand and poured it heavily on her face.

Pulling out the dirt-filled hair, her eyes, which were numb because of the smothering, looked out over the Bund and suddenly burst into light.

"Mo...Mofan?" She saw the man on the dragon's horn and saw the man standing on the dragon.

"You have hallucinations, and you can hide and rest." Aitutu rushed over and helped the shepherd.

"That person, it's really like." The shepherd is pointing at the person on the dragon's horn.

"You are dying, don't miss him..."

......

In the Pudong waters, an old man stood between the demons. His feet were full of the skeleton of the Kraken, and he almost became a small island.

The old man’s tunic suit has been ragged, and he is confronted with a demon emperor who shines all over the body.

The demon emperor was shocked by the dragon's body on the Bund, and the old man couldn't help but look back and saw the head of the dragon, and saw a man standing on the dragon's head!

"Mofan, St. Totem..."

Song Qiming’s tired face showed a hint of gratification, but his feet were no longer stable.

The age is getting bigger and bigger, but the repair is constantly going backwards.

When you change your peak, you must be able to leave the head of this demon emperor.

Fortunately, the future is awesome.

"Lingling, Grandpa can't accompany you." Song Qiming slowly fell backwards.

Behind him was covered with the body of a demon, a white, copper-colored carapace. When Song Qiming fell down, thousands of demons and baikars were scared to spread around.

Song Qiming's body was buried in the demon shells. As an old priest, he could have so many silver-clad sea surfaces as his own coffin. There was no trace of regret in his heart.

Qingtian hunting ground.

This is a small hunter firm that he founded after he retired. He teaches some potential young people to deal with the demon of the magic capital. He was born in the magical capital, died in the magical capital, silenced, brilliant, and famous. Exalted, and gradually forgotten...

I can do something for the devil in the end. I can see a legend in my coveted year, born in my own old hunter office, why can't I be satisfied with my departure.

The magical capital will not perish because of the fall of this old man, but will usher in a true new life! !

That dragon, the one who wakes him...