Magic Chef of Ice and Fire - Chapter 92.2

As soon as the voice fell, a tentacle formed by black mist flashed into the ice, and it was too late to react to the ice. It only felt that the body fell into the hail, and the blood seemed to be completely solidified at this moment, and the holy in his hand. The Yao knife has been rolled over by the black tentacle. As the Witch said, the golden light on the sacred knife has no damage to its tentacles.

The Witch brought the holy knives to the dark fog of his own group. The black fog suddenly rose, and the holy knives were completely swallowed up. The golden light disappeared and the surroundings became dark. "I saw no, the light is early to me." It’s no longer useful. I have nothing to do with what Safin wants to do. No one can stop it. It hasn’t been spoken for thousands of years. It’s so much more so much! Ah—“The sorrowful Witch Safin suddenly made a mistake. Called, the golden light in the black mist suddenly bursts, and the golden light from the black mist spurts out, shining the golden light of the abyss, and the golden light gradually transforms into a holy white, and the screaming screams constantly When it sounded, the black mist gradually melted under the influence of white light.

"Bastard, it turned out to be the shaman's knife of the sage. Mom, how can I be so unlucky." Safin's voice gradually weakened, the white light became more and more intense, and the holy knives floated in the air. It seems so sacred, the white light on the knife makes the ice and the Hilard like the spring breeze, the two look at each other with amazement, they read the joy from the other's eyes, this is a perfect life! Who would have thought that the Shengyao knife could actually hit the lich in front of him?

Witch Safin seems to be still resisting, and the black mist that thickens into the liquid keeps rolling. At this moment, Hilard started, his eyes gradually turned white, and he read: "The door of the spirit! With me The mind opens, through the limits of time and space, and the infinite fluctuations. Spiritual fluctuations." Every word he reads in his mouth is like a morning bell and a drum, and he is shocked by the heart of ice. Every time he spits out a word, the black mist is fierce. Fluctuating, the force of resisting the white light released from the sacred knife will also be weakened by one point. When the last spiritual wave is exported, the ice is clearly felt that the enormous spiritual power fluctuates wildly in the air, as if A handle with a sharp edge divides the dark fog of the Witch.

In the heart of the ice, I am glad that although I have been able to use five mimetic magics, I am afraid that the mental magic of such a metamorphosis as Hillard will not be used at all. No wonder he was willing to let himself paint a magical array. He has such a strong spiritual magic. How can there be no confidence? The most terrible part of spiritual magic is that it is not interfered by any other energy. Unless the opponent's mental strength can be stronger than the caster, it is difficult to resist. This is why Hillard has such a high status in front of the arc. A powerful dragon summoner has a powerful spiritual magic that anyone must fear. His power is not as good as that of the goddess of ice goddess, but I am afraid that there are few other magicians in her continent. Hillard contends.

Under the sniper of spiritual magic, the resistance of Witch Safin suddenly weakened, and the screams of sorrow became weak. Even the ice did not expect that the sword that the sage had used had actually Such a great power, in fact, when Galamandis told him about the situation of the sage, he only said about it. In the same year, after the priest became famous in Yangon, he was able to do his best with a light knife. Things, the knife is a good knife, and the person is a saint. The justice of the sage has already been absorbed by the knife. This is not a pure light, but the sacredness of the sage, and the sorcerer is the world. The practitioner, under the circumstance, took the holy knife into the body and tried to completely smash it, but it completely inspired the sacred atmosphere inside the holy knife. All kinds of positive atmosphere broke out completely, let alone Safin, even if it is powerful. If the Lich will swallow this knife, the result will never be better.

Safin’s resistance is getting weaker and weaker, and the black airflow is scattered. Finally, when the screaming screams stop, everything is calm, the holy knife slips out of the air, and is inserted into the ground under the influence of its own gravity. The evil spirit in the abyss disappeared more than 80% under the sacred influence of the holy knives. Only the distant faint faint evil, but how dare not approach the direction of the sacred knife, the white knives are white The light did not disappear, but it was more holy, and the whole handle was rendered white like jade.

I read the ice and long export gas. I just wanted to get back the baby knife that saved myself and Hilard. The change happened again. A layer of sacred gas erupted from the holy stone in the handle and condensed into the air. The regiment gradually formed a vague human figure, and the ice was shocked. The raised foot could not help but fall. Hillard was equally astonished and subconsciously prepared to attack with spiritual magic.

The low and empty voice sounded slowly. "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect the spiritual brand that I left in the knife to be motivated. The brave human being, the enemy facing the witch is still not shrinking. It seems that the present human being It’s already much stronger than before.” Although the fuzzy human figure can’t see the appearance, his tall figure is like the mountains that bring great pressure to Nianbing and Hillard.

Nian Bing and Hillard looked at each other and tried to ask: "Are you a holy teacher? How come you..."

The white light fluctuated a little, and said: "Yes, I am the holy teacher in the mouth of the sorcerer. This knives have followed me for many years, and I have been sinister and sinister. Young man, are you now his master? You really do With this knife, when your blood was immersed in the knife, I already felt it in the distance. Although there are many impurities in your breath, your heart is kind. Although you and I are going It's not the same, but one day, you will also be the same person as me, but before that, you have to hold your heart, don't be blinded by hatred. I can feel your body, Your body structure is very different from ordinary human beings. It can be said that you are not a simple human being. You are very surprised by the potential you have. Develop your potential. Well, my spiritual brand After being triggered, it can only be maintained for a short time. I will not appear again in the future. This knives will become your weapon. Use it well, don’t let its brilliance be ruined, hope that one day, when You can meet again when you reach such a field. You come with me, there is something you need here, my breath has not completely dispersed, I point you to conquer it, with it, will be your strength There is a great increase." As soon as the voice fell, the white light and shadow explored a hand-shaped light, grabbed the holy knives, and slowly floated toward the depths of the abyss. Nian Bing and Hillard rushed to keep up, the white light floating is not fast, their pace is just right to follow.

While walking, I couldn't help but ask: "The Holy Teacher, did you know that witch? Just said that he was sealed here for thousands of years. At first, there were eight dark powers like him."

The sage is indifferent: "Yes, this Witch Safin is a character of the same age as me. At the beginning, they had a total of eight people, four of whom chose to practice the lich, but none of them succeeded, and the other four They are all black warriors, and they are fierce in the darkness of overbearing tyranny. The eight of them have brought great disasters to mankind. They lived in the grass. When they were rampant, it was when I first debuted, then I They are not their opponents, but their fierce flames are too arrogant, and the lives killed by them are countless. Once, I met them, and when I saw a battle, they saw that they were about to be killed by them. Covering the earth, these eight dark and evil people are very close to the power of God. In order to destroy them, a **** has exhausted his vitality and erupted a strong prohibition. Finally, only Safin and the Black Emperor lived. Down, the two of them are the strongest of the eight. Safin and four other dark magisters can't advance to the Lich. The Lich chose to change the Witch and transform them with their powerful darkness. The witch had a great chance of success, but despite this, only Safin survived. Later, the power of the ban was weakened, and it was not enough to kill Safin and the Black Emperor. So they sealed them. Here, without the supply of blood, the Witch will gradually die, but I did not expect that Safin used the evil spirits and a dark treasure that his companions died to forcefully suppress their darkness. Today, the Black Emperor is still a human being, and he has already died. After a hundred years, Safin could hardly support the life without blood supply, but he was untied by you. Fortunately, you have me. The knife is there, and the Witch Safin is intently sucking the knife into the body, and this will destroy him. The child, do you know? You almost caused human catastrophe! Waiting for me to take you After something, I hope that you can practice here for a while, use the things I am looking for for you to completely exhaust the remaining evil spirits here, so as not to harm the world."

After reading the cold sweat, I nodded and said, "This is my negligence. I didn't expect that the law would cause such a big fluctuation."

The sorcerer sighed and said: "Even we didn't even think that the original key law array actually recorded on the Yangon mainland. I read the ice, don't you feel that the law has no special effect? ​​Not only draws it. It's extremely complicated and it takes a lot of mental effort, but the effect is not so good, and it will counter itself."

I read the ice and smiled: "When I first studied this law, it was because of its peculiar and complicated structure, and lost the most important starting part. I only studied it when I was on the rise. Later, I discovered that I can use this with ice and fire. The magical array was spurred. When faced with Hillary’s predecessors today, this squad could play a great role. I didn’t expect it to be sealed with a witch.”

The Holy Teacher said in a light way: "The past is gone. I have to think clearly about what to do in the future. You must remember my words and don't be blinded by hatred."

I read the ice and trembled, resisting the channel: "But, can my hatred not be reported? My parents can't die in vain."

The sorcerer sighed and said: "I don't want to participate in the affairs of Yangon. You should do it yourself. This spiritual brand is opened. I found that the Yangon continent has entered a rare period of peace. As long as there is no disaster, it is good. "Two people and a "knife" gradually entered the depths of the darkness, and the place where the ice and Hillard originally lived was once again deserted.

A little faint black gas slowly condensed, forming a small group of black mist, and the low voice of Witch Safin was full of anger. "Bastard, sage, you bastard, it ruined me so much, I am fortunate After so many years of practice, you have the ability to sneak into the dark, otherwise you will be killed by you. You wait, wait for me to restore the magic, you must make you look good." Safin is not dead, although his ability at this time is insufficient One percent of his own prosperity, but he is convinced that as long as there is enough blood, it will take a long time to practice, and after all, his foundation is still there. Feeling that the evil spirits around have faded by 80%, Safin knows that he must leave this place quickly, and the ability to recover first is the most important.

Just as Safin was preparing to float, a huge figure flew from the air, a slamming sound, huge wings converge, and a petite figure jumped to the ground. "At the end, it flies so far. It’s so tired. Pingchao brother, your back is really hard, you should prepare a cushion next time.” As soon as someone saw it, Safin immediately fell on the ground and didn’t dare to scream. Now he is not like Strong, this vampire's breath is not weak, but he can't deal with it now.

Pingchao felt a bitter smile, flying hundreds of kilometers away, but she sat comfortably on her back, actually shouting tired, really no reason, but after all, faint is his little master, what can he say? ? Looked around and wondered: "How dark is the atmosphere here? How much I feel in Talu City is much stronger than it is now. No, there must have been something here, calling with my soul. You, open it, my dark eyes."

As soon as he heard the spell of the tide, Safin couldn’t help but shouted, but he was extremely weak now. He couldn’t easily accumulate a little energy to support his stealth or escape. The faint green light was fan-shaped and the first was the tide. What I feel is the existence of Witch Safin.