Perhaps I felt Feng Ming's violent magic fluctuations and fierce thunder and lightning, a thin old man soon appeared in the sky. I saw the old man wearing a green magic robe and a sloppy beard, but his brown eyes were occasionally shining with light.
Don't think too much about it, this old man is one of the three famous magicians on the Gods and Demons Continent, the chief wizard of the Iron Blood Kingdom, the bad dribble. Getuo.
The three magicians have their own strengths. If Feng Ming is an expert in the Thunder and Space System, then the bad dribble in front of him is an expert in the Wind System! Unlike Feng Ming, who was proficient in the Thunder and Lightning System, he went to study space magic, but he only liked to study wind magic. After so many years of research, he was confident that using this wind magic alone would make Feng Ming eat a pot.
As for the last one, he is also the magician who has always appeared, the president of the Magic Association and the chief wizard of the Alliance. In addition to being proficient in spiritual magic and earth magic, he loves to study alchemy even more!
Therefore, although the Allied Power is the worst among the Three Kingdoms, with the super alchemist Nicotine, the super alchemist, he has developed a magic cannon, which is definitely comparable to those of advanced magic or forbidden spell magic.
Because of him, the territory of the Alliance not only did not decrease in the past year, but increased a lot. With the magic cannon, other countries also had some concerns about the Alliance.
It’s a pity that the stylist Nicotine Magi has not yet appeared.
"Old boy, what are you here for?" Feng Ming looked at the bad dribble Gedo in the sky, raised his head and shouted with dissatisfaction.
"Hehe! Feng Ming, you guys are here too! I'm so tall alone, I'm really lonely. Come up and accompany me! Ahhaha..." As if he was deliberately trying to be angry with Feng Ming, he pretended to be very lonely, but before he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, because he had already seen Feng Ming's dark face.
Feng Ming, who had a dark face, roared: "Dropping dribble, you're dead!"
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I don't care about it now, and the magic wand in my hand emits strong magic fluctuations.
He was chanting a complex spell and bluffing his hands. He suddenly stared at the bad dribble in the sky, shouting heart-wrenchingly: "Roar! Thunder Dragon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent lightning ray of lightning suddenly appeared around him, and then he quickly formed a dragon shape towards the sky. The extremely surprised dribble dribble roared away.
Surprised, although he had never seen the bad dribble in the sky, Getuo, which was a dragon-shaped magic, he was not idle either. He pointed with one hand and muttered a word in his mouth: "Wind shield, wind barrier, wind guard..."
A series of wind-type defensive magic was read out from his mouth, and in an instant, n wind barriers emitting green light appeared in front of him.
"Instant magic? Gretto, you old guy, are getting more and more powerful!" Feng Ming could use so many defensive magic when he saw Gretto, Gretto, just by opening his mouth, and couldn't help but praise him.
"How is Feng Ming? Are you scared? If I admit defeat, I won't spread this matter!" said Grizzly Dribble G. with a smile.
Although he did not say this, he expanded his conversation with Feng Ming to the entire people in the Ai God Square through the wind magic.
Now he also made it clear that he wanted to lose Feng Ming's ugly appearance.
"Old boy, we haven't compared our days for decades. Let's take advantage of this day to understand!" Feng Ming was obviously completely angry, and he looked up at the bad dribble at the high place and shouted.
"Yes, I'm just thinking about it! I haven't seen you for decades, I don't know how much you have improved, haha! Do you want me to teach you how to release magic?" Gedroud, arrogant, shouted at Feng arrogantly.
Feng Ming's face turned pale. The Thunder Dragon he released just now only released one-tenth of the magic power. This advanced magic was naturally successfully blocked by the n-level barrier set by the bad dribble Getto. At this time, when he heard the arrogant words of the bad dribble Getto, Feng Ming only felt that he should use the latest researched alien space slash and directly chopped the old boy who was very arrogant to the alien space!
While Feng Ming thought so in his heart, he forgot that he seemed to be arrogant in the past.
"Feng Ming, are you ready? Get ready to accept my storm attack!" said Gertto, who suddenly became serious and gravely, in a very serious tone.
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"Of course, I've been ready for a long time. Let me see, you, a stinky boy who loves wind, have any skills!" Feng Ming replied immediately.
"Then you accept my storm attack!" The bad dribble Getuo nodded and took out his magic wand. The blue light appeared around him. The huge magic element was expanding rapidly. The entire Love God Square was full of depression.
On the other side, Chu Mo and the Golden Armored God of War in the air obviously also learned about the situation on the other side. Chu Mo kicked the Golden Armored God of War, jumped back, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and smiled evilly: "It seems that there are many people joining in the fun!"
"No matter how many people come, you will die today!" The Golden Armored War God looked at Chu Mo with a serious expression, and he suddenly raised his voice and shouted.
Before the sound fell, others were already hitting Chu Mo's body like a shell shot.
"Good come!" Seeing the attack of the Golden Armored War God, Chu Mo was not angry but happy!
The movement slowly began to take the Tai Chi starting style. The fast one was slow, the thunder attacked, and the slow one was a sharp contrast.
On the ground, although Hu Wuming was afraid of the wind, he saw the violent storm and roaring thunder in high school. The corner of his mouth gently raised, and the tiger's eyes shot out a firm light. He waved his sword and pointed at the place where the girls were, shouting loudly: "Save the princess!"
The morale of the soldiers was shocked at this time and shouted in unison: "Save the princess!"
With neat steps, he exuded a violent murderous aura all over his body and walked towards the girls.
The women who were already a little relaxed turned their eyes away from the fierce battle at the high altitude. Looking at the tens of thousands of troops attacking them, Hua Rong suddenly lost his glory, but they were still leaning tightly together, holding the long sword in their hands, ready to make the final desperate attack.
The tiger Wuming, commanding in the tens of thousands of troops, greedily glanced at the pride of the girls. He imagined how to play with the girls later. If he could fuck Lingqi's plump body in front of Chu Mo, the feeling...
When he thought of this, Hu Wuming's saliva was almost spitting out, and his eyes were filled with hot desire...