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Chapter 920 Space Rhythm Time Lag

Take a deep breath, and the oxygen with the smell of ice and snow brought Mu Ningxue an unprecedented pleasure, as if all the complicated things in her mind were left behind.

After entering Xilan Town, Mu Ningxue found a hotel to stay in.

This is the eastern foothills of Tianshan Mountain, and Xilan Town is also an extremely famous town, and most adventurers will stop here.

Entering the advanced level, Mu Ningxue needs a real hardship and a real ice field. If you want to reach that level, the pure ice and snow in Tianshan will be the most suitable place.

Taking out his cell phone, Mu Ningxue sent a text message to Mo Fan, telling her where he was so that he would not be too worried and also expressing his gratitude. Without him, it would be difficult for him to break through the heavy shackles of the middle level.

"Just yesterday, I saw with my own eyes that an ice-white sky tiger was carrying a woman outside the town."

"There are strange things every year, and this year there are a lot of them." The residents of the two towns discussed in a silence.

Mu Ningxue walked past them and didn't care much about this strange thing.

"This is nothing. Last night, I saw a moving mountain peak. It was amazing. The mountain peak was so high. Walk towards the other side of the mountain!" said another resident.

"I was so dark yesterday, I couldn't see anything, and you were so swearing."

"I'm saying it's true, why don't you believe me?"

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In the Demon City, Mo Fan received a message from Mu Ningxue to protect himself from safety early in the morning.

Mo Fan was still a little worried about running to Tianshan alone, but considering that she had encountered so many things recently, she really needed to be quiet alone.

I hope she can make a greater breakthrough in Tianshan Mountains. That ice and snow vein will be a good place for her.

Mo Fan has been practicing the Shadow System recently. The last time he failed to advance, Mo Fan understood that the Shadow System's cultivation level is far less solid than the thunder and fire systems that are majoring in. Although all the mages fail to advance, he still hopes to complete it at one time to the maximum extent.

He has so many departments, and if he fails once, he will spend more resources. Not every time there are rewards like eradicating the Black Holy See to get so much money and resources, and not every time he does such a dangerous thing, he is safe and sound!

Mu Ningxue has already gone to Tianshan to carry out her subcultivation, so Mo Fan naturally needs to practice more diligently.

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Time flies very quickly, and the Chinese National Government Team seems to have challenged the third national pavilion and resisted a new trial place, and the personnel will make some adjustments.

As long as you keep the hall and win another game, Mo Fan will return to the national government team.

In fact, the national pavilion where Mo Fan was in charge has not allowed any country to receive China's medal. In this case, Mo Fan is 100% going to be promoted...

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"Space rhythm-compression!"

In the training ground, an iron man stood in the center. As Mo Fan introduced a silver luster, he could see a large square with a standing diamond-shaped space that showed obvious fluctuations.

The fluctuation is a powerful compression force, and the objects in this space will bear the original pressure of several times, dozens, and hundreds of times.

"Ga!!"

The Iron Man was soon overwhelmed and turned into a flat iron sheet in the diamond-shaped silver space grid!

Mo Fan walked to the iron sheet and found that the iron man was compressed to only one centimeter, and then he showed a slightly satisfied smile on his face.

Space compression is the first level in the middle-level space magic, and it is quite practical. The magician can adjust the intensity of space compression according to his own needs. If the strength is mastered well, he can also compress the gravity, allowing the enemy to bear more than ten times the original gravity at once, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Mo Fan has not yet learned that level, but he has mastered the pure space compression and is powerful enough. Basically, if the small warrior is locked by this diamond space, he will explode and die!

"The second level is the rhythm of space - time lag. Half of the defense skill can slow down all the energy, elements, and matter flying in, which is conducive to reaction and dodging. If you rely on speed to provide enough power, the power will be greatly reduced under this time lag!" Mo Fan took the space magic book he had just obtained and carefully read it.

"The rhythm of the second level of space seems to be even more awesome!" Mo Fan sighed.

Magicians are very afraid of being attacked by groups. After all, magicians do not have the reaction and agility of monsters, so it is difficult to make perfect avoidance from a large group of skills.

But with this "space rhythm-time lag", all skills become slower during the flight in the air, and even if you don't need to use displacement skills, you can easily dodge.

To be honest, Mo Fan still needs this ability. His defense ability is really nothing to show except the Xuansnake armor. If he is beaten by a crowd one day, there will be a spatial rhythm and time lag, wouldn't it be too hung?

In order to control the super practical time lag of the second level, Mo Fan also decided to go into seclusion and practice hard.

Trying to upgrade the space system nebula to the second level during this period, you can't suppress your skills. Mo Fan has gradually discovered that some ordinary countries have people who need to use all their strength to defeat them. This is not good news. After all, from the level of magic in the whole world, China is definitely not the strongest, or even a strong rank! Like those big countries with better development, there are definitely many more abnormal strength!

The third level of spatial rhythm, the crack, is actually more powerful, tearing open a space slit, and the area where the space rift passes, everything belongs to the dimension.

Everything is meant to be lost. This is a very terrible ability. If this spatial rhythm crack passes through a person's wrist position, the palms and arms will be separated directly!

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Mo Fan was in seclusion and practiced for a long time, and finally refined the rhythm of space and time lag. Before he could find someone to do an experiment, he was called to the Qingtian Hunting Station by Old Man Bao.

Mo Fan also wondered that Old Man Bao rarely took the initiative to find direct people. Could it be that he wanted to send him some big orders?

With Mo Fan's current strength, it should be no problem to take big orders. Although it is impossible to eradicate the Black Holy See, the profits that are so great, how can one make 20 to 30 million yuan per order?

"Beads, what beads?" Mo Fan asked in a daze in the second floor information library.

Old Man Bao was angry and stared at him, "You forgot that the Ninghua Evil Bead you brought back from Japan, you don't plan to care if you throw this hot thing at me!"

"Oh, oh, I forgot, hehe!" Mo Fan's face was full of embarrassment.

"That's it. I purified the evil spirit, made another transformation, and invited a friend from the military..."

"You just tell me the results." Mo Fan was too lazy to listen to those complicated research methods.
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