Versatile Mage

The demon man did not talk nonsense with Mofan. He flew his wings and flew to Mofan's front. He grabbed Mofan's collar and directly mentioned Mofan in midair.

"All you have to do is give me a punch, rush, rush!" The demon man once again said to everyone.

After saying this, the demon man has already taken Mo Fan to a higher place. The black corpse filled the belt. Everyone only saw that the two of them had leaped over the densely rotted carcass army and even took the initiative to attack. The corpse of the black sandstorm!

"On both of them... don't know how to die?" Jiang Li said.

"Yeah, that is the commanding level of the undead, a high-level wizard squad may not be able to kill it, just rely on him alone, plus a middle-level wizard." Zhou Min is also extremely worried.

"There are people who have to sacrifice this kind of battle. They should be able to stand up as a captain and vice-captain. We should not waste their pains and hurry to join the big forces."

"Yes, you can't waste the heroism of the two captains!"

"Chong, kill this black box!!"

"To go back alive, I can go to the list of undead, I can hahaha!!"

Obviously, the initiative of the two leaders of the demon man and Mo Fan on the one hand eliminated the fear of the leader-level creatures, and on the other hand encouraged the morale of the entire team.

However, just after completing a difficult task, the shadow area of ​​Mo Fan’s heart that was pushed to the Longtan Tiger Cave by the demon man is infinite!

He didn't even breathe, but the demon man took his own advice and arrested him. He wanted to ask the demon man before he said that the heroic leader-level undead gave him the words. Shit! !

When Mo Fan was reluctant to join the battle, he said that he only dealt with the slave-level undead and the war-class undead. If there was a leader-level undead and no one solved it, he was the first to escape. City wall...

As a result, he now "flyes" over thousands of black carrion corps, and the small figure gradually slams into the dust storm that is filled like a mountain, and can see meat through the dark things. The tentacle-like thing twists and turns inside!

"Devil man, my mother is not familiar with you, you are letting me go now, we are still friends, or I will be raped when I become a dead soul | I will ruin all your boyfriends!" Mo Fan yelled.

"I am more demon, but my **** is normal." The demon man said with a smile, but his smile is no different from a treacherous fox.

"What do you want to do, I am just a middle-level mage, don't treat me as a high-handed person who can fly, jump, and can destroy a hundred undead." Mo Fan is really violent.

"You don't pretend to be a kid, four series, plus two summoning creatures. I know that you don't have a good way to display all the means when you are crowded. This is not to make you show your power. The troops... Hey, how many corpses will be underneath. I promise that you have no words, this big sarcoma corpse I will deal with, all you have to do is to attract the attention of those corpses." The demon man said.

The demon man **** his wings and squats in the air.

Three or four of the same large sarcoma tentacles flew in, but they were all hidden by the demon man. One of the meat tentacles drifted from the position of Mofan’s lower body. Mo Fan took a posture that violated Newton’s law. On the first contraction, the legs are swaying...

"嗦!!!" The weird sarcoma tentacles will not turn, just like the tens of centimeters rubbed with Mofan pants, Mofan’s intuitive legs are smashed, and the expression on the face can’t be used one or two. Rough and dirty words to describe!

"Slay the corpse, its wreckage belongs to me!" Mofan knew that he could not go back, and finally only compromised and talked about the conditions.

"No problem, I have a nebula in my hand, to collect it for you... Premise that you have to survive from those poisonous tumors." The demon man smiled.

"What poisonous tumor will be, I... my grass%¥#*"

Mo Fan’s sentence "I didn't see it" was just in the mouth. The demon man loosened his hand and directly threw Mofan into a ridge of ridges. The mound was smooth and continuous, but there were corpses in many places. Climbing, Mo Fan directly fell from the height of 100 meters, it is like a parachutist fell into a huge crocodile pool...

Originally, the crocodiles were still doing nothing to basking in the shoal. Mofan’s gorgeous fall was awakening them all, and all the thieves screamed!

Mo Fan had no time to greet the ancestors of the demon man. In order to cushion the falling force, he hurriedly displayed the technique of smashing the shadows and let his body blend into the darkness...

Fortunately, this is the night, and the death is heavy. The shadow can be used almost anywhere. Otherwise, it will not be surrounded by the undead, and it will definitely fall flat.

"Star Wars Wolf, Xiao Yan Ji, hurry up and rescue!" Mo Fan saw a group of carrion corpses coming over, the look on his face was very dignified.

This time, it’s not a joke. He is alone in the undead group. Perhaps the largest carrion army has been attracted by the big forces and rushed toward the light mage group. The number of corpses is definitely not in the minority. What's important is that because the corpse of the sarcoma at the command level is not far away, the corpse will be particularly crowded, and the eyes will be swept away, and you can see that at least five corpses will be mixed in those small baboons. In the corpse, I am rushing towards my own self.

"Star Warrior, you give me the lame, it is best to lead it under the mound, where the carrion is not going well, you can concentrate on it."

"Xiao Yan Ji, you set the fire wall centered on me, the kind of bigger one, keep setting fire, the bigger the fire, the better."

Mo Fan took a little bit of breathing time and immediately told his two summoned beasts that it would not be a problem to deal with a small corpse with the strength of the Star Wars, and Xiao Yan Ji estimated that he and the big corpse would have a fight. But Mo Fan can't let it go to deal with the big corpse alone. It has to be guarded by his side, to the maximum extent of the servant-level carrion to be outside the 200-meter range... so that Mo Fan can concentrate on the corpse will!

(A blink of an eye is at the end of the year, and if you accidentally let everyone jump into the pit for half a year, hey, ~~~~~~~)