Versatile Mage

The guidance of the curse of magic and the performance of other levels of spells are not the same.

Although the curse mage himself is concentrating on the construction of the entire Star Temple, this process will not affect his use of other magic!

For the time being, no matter how bad the realm of the curse is, the magician will gain some repressive ability far superior to the transcendental power, the field, and the forbidden world. How many top masters are based on his five-story repair? It is impossible to defeat him.

So, this is less likely to be done!

And it is absolutely impossible to complete!

Mo Fan’s idea is no different from being crazy.

"Mofan, are you going to use the power of the ancient capital??" Mu Bai asked earnestly.

"Well, there is no other way, but I am not sure if demonization can stop the curse level." Mo Fan said.

The demon system is incomparably powerful, especially with the improvement that Mofan is now cultivating, and having as many as seven systems. He is not expected to reach the level after the avatar.

"If this kind of power is used to deal with people here, it is likely to cause a great disaster." Mu Bai said.

"So you have to control it." Mo Fan did not have much confidence.

Hua Yuezhu couldn't understand what two people were saying. She didn't think that they had the ability to stun a cursed mage.

"There is only one person who can help us now," Hua Yuezhu said.

"Do you have any other way?" Mu Bai's expression changed immediately.

Let Mofan become a demon, it is definitely the next strategy, this ability is best used to deal with the Black Holy See and the cruel demon, used in the military and the Master, is equal to let Mo Fan become a sinful person...

Moreover, can Mofan's demonicization really compete with a cursed mage? ?

Mu Bai does not think so.

The demon avatar is extremely powerful, but the curse of the curse is not many times stronger than the super-order, otherwise how can there be so many absolute restrictions on the curse?

"Let's go to the army's first adult. He is the commander of this curse plan. If he can convince him to stop the curse, then they will be saved!" Hua Yuezhu said.

"Military leader??"

Mo Fan and Mu Bai looked at each other.

I don't know which military leader.

"He is also a curse." Hua Yuezhu said.

Mo Fan is even more shocked.

There are two swearing levels on the mountain of Nima? ?

......

The big clock is turning, and the bells are heard more frequently.

Looking from the highest point, you can see the place in the distance that is covered by vain. It is the place where the curse will be baptized. It is from the sky to the bottom of the ocean. It is vast and almost invisible. To the border area!

Mo Fan has never seen the curse, but just seeing such a whole piece of the area separated by the gravitational vortex, you can feel the horror of the curse. It has not yet arrived, and there is no longer in this world!

Not far from the big clock, there is a platform log house. Half of the wooden house is on the side of the mountain, and half of it is open, as if it had been cut by half.

......

In the past ten minutes and a second, Huayuezhu did not ask for a meeting with the military leader.

Mo Fan's eyes have already locked in another big mountain flat, where there are countless ice white energy like Wanshen Purgatory intertwined into a magnificent ice map.

In the most central position, there was a mage wearing a white snow robe wearing a fluffy magic felt hat. He stood there and looked like a sculpture.

But his eyes, but staring at everything here.

The gravitational vortex circle, which is far to the distance, is so small that the leaves that danced in the wind on the Dazhong Mountain can't escape his sharp eyes, but the old is full of wisdom! !

"That guy is a curse mage, no accident is the ancestor of the Muss family." Mo Fan whispered to Mu Bai.

"You don't want to use the tone that 'the old man is our goal.' I always think that the two of us are like two little bamboo rats in front of him, and everything is seen through." Mu Bai said.

"That is the illusion, don't take the curse too much, maybe the people of the Magic Association blow out to protect their power. You can't do the magic of the curse independently, you still need so many people. Help. Give me so many people, I can also make a ruinous land," Mo Fan said.

"You are really optimistic." Mu Bai smiled.

"Minute to that point, we will go." Mo Fan has made up his mind!

Almost when Mo Fan spit out this sentence, the old man standing in the Wan Bing ruling as an old emperor looked at them.

This eye is locked in them.

Across the distance, Mo Fan could even see the other's pupil clearly, suddenly becoming infinite in front of himself, and to the extent that it can cover the sky! !

Mo Fan was shocked.

This old man, know what they are doing? ?

Does he have any powerful insights, or is there any predictive power? ? ?

How to do this! !

Forget it, you are all known, then don't do it all the time! !

Mo Fan was about to start, but suddenly the eyelids disappeared, and the old ice emperor still stood there, motionless, but some dry mouth floated a shallow Smile.

The cat smiles like a mouse. The elder looks at the smile of the teenager when he lies. He did not debunk, and did not take any action. The old ice emperor kept such a smile that made Mofan uncomfortable.

It’s like saying: Do what you want to do, I want to see your insignificant skills.

"The army is asking you to go in." A voice came from the position of the wooden house.

Hua Yuezhu’s face immediately had a smile, and they did not wait for the two of them. They hurried in and ran in.

Mo Fan and Mu Bai looked at each other.

"Or, let's try this side first, it's really no longer... Anyway, he knows it." Mu Bai asked.

"Mom, this old thing is intended to play with us, or he did not put us in the eye!" Mo Fan was extremely unhappy.

......

The head of the army is a middle-aged man with a dark-haired black beard. He even has clothes in his ink. The temperament of the whole person is more gentle and gentle, just like a singer who is immersed in calligraphy and painting.

He is facing the three people, and there are no more people in the wooden house.

"Da Bo." Hua Yuezhu called.

"Call me the leader." The black-haired black man's tone is cold and cold.

"The leader." Huayuezhu showed a few points of grievances, but had to re-call the name.

"You are not worthy of being a soldier." The black-haired black-shoulder leader said.

"I just……"

"I will listen to you saying what you have to say, but this decision will not change." The black-haired black-shoulder leader increased his tone.