"This..." Everyone present was extremely surprised and looked at all this and said nothing for a long time.
"How could...my attack disappear...disappear?" The Golden Armored War God didn't believe it when he saw this scene. He couldn't understand why, such a powerful attack was actually dissipated by Chu Mo.
Chu Mo actually didn't understand, but even so, he was very good at pretending to be b. He glanced at the surprised Golden Armored War God coldly and said in his icy voice: "Is this your strength? But that's it..."
"The power of the blood clan, you... are you from the blood clan?" The undead mage who was originally fighting with Feng Ming and Wudou Getuo, obviously saw Chu Mo's powerful power, opened his mouth and couldn't close it. He pointed his arm as thin as a dry bone at Chu Mo. It was not difficult to see through his trembling arms that he was very surprised by the strength Chu Mo burst out.
"What bullshit blood clan? Our boss is the strongest monster!" Hans, who was standing beside him, was obviously very dissatisfied with the fact that the undead mage actually said that the boss he admired the most was the higher blood clan in the undead clan, and immediately shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, his roar not only did not help Chu Mo, but instead made Chu Mo look as if he had a sharp face. If someone had compared it at this time, he might have been surprised to find that the blueness on Chu Mo's face was actually comparable to Gu Muming, who was in a dementia state.
After a brief loss of consciousness, the undead mage is worthy of being an old monster who cannot die. He immediately smiled at the bad dribble, Ge Teng and Feng Ming, waved his hands violently, and countless shades of wind, with skeletons and bone spears, smashed at the two long-famous mages with skeletons and bone spears.
Although the sudden attack of the undead mage is very unpredictable, it would be too inferior to these two wizards who have lived for so long to be sneaked down so easily!
A huge blue barrier appeared in front of Feng Ming and Wei Ball Gretto. This is the effect of Wei Ball Gretto's instant magic.
The bad dribble that blocked most of the attacks was obviously not attacking. He knew that his old friend, Feng Ming, played the superb grenade magic with one hand, and the attack mission was naturally handed over to him!
Sure enough, Feng Ming did not disappoint the bad dribble that trusted him. He waved his staff, and a purple light flashed across the starry sky and shot directly at the undead mage from the magic crystal of the staff.
Seeing Feng Ming and Wei Ball Ge Teng join forces, the undead mage's face changed and he chanted a spell in a hurry. Soon, a skeleton hurricane containing the howling of ghosts and wolves appeared in front of Lightning and roared towards Lightning.
As the tiny lightning was about to be flooded by the howling skeleton hurricane, the wind roared.
"Nine-level thunder cannon!" As the old man Feng Ming's extremely exaggerated expression and the trembling hands of his excited hands, this advanced thunder magic was the excited moment that the old man had been waiting for for a long time when he pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.
"Nine-level thunder cannon? Why are you so familiar with it..." Chu Mo murmured to himself when he saw the old man's excited expression.
As soon as he finished speaking, a picture flashed through his mind, yes, Chu Mo had tried this magic.
It was in the past when the old man wanted to take Chu Mo as his apprentice that he used this magic to teach Chu Mo a lesson once.
When Chumo thought of this, his teeth were itchy.
Looking at the old man's perverted excited expression, Chu Mo was depressed. Thinking about the old man's expression when he used this magic to attack him, his expression seemed to be so dirty...
Chu Mo was thinking about it, and thunder sounds sounded in the sky, and soon a thick purple light slashed at the head of the undead mage.
The power of this thunder and lightning is not difficult to see through the power that is as thick as a rice bowl.
Although the undead mage knew Feng Ming's strength, he still did not expect that the old man Feng Ming could release such a powerful magic in a short period of time.
The battle between a magician and a magician can often end in an instant.
Soon, huge lightning directly flooded the position where the Necromancer stood.
One way, two way, three way, four way, five way all the way to the ninth way.
The excited smile of old man Feng Ming was covered with sweat. Obviously, although he had fun, he was also very tired. There was no way. Back then, when he was splitting Chu Mo, he was just a flash of lightning, but now he used nine flashes of lightning.
You know, the power of these nine-level thunder cannons is stronger than that of the other. The magic consumption of one thunder cannon is terrifying, not to mention that the old man used nine.
Looking at the place where the Undead Mage was standing just now, it had become a large deep pit with smoke. Chu Mo wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. He probably thought that if the old man used this trick to hit him, he might be...
When I thought of this, I saw that although the old man in the air was pale, he still looked at Chu Mo with a smile. Obviously, he was telling Chu Mo that the old man's magic is not bad, and it would be fine if you want to try it.
"This damn old pervert..." Chu Mo cursed in his heart.
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Suddenly, a huge sound of breaking through the air sounded. Chu Mo looked at him and saw a golden armored war god with a dazzling armored war god. His eyes were red. He sucked in his breath, and the sharp teeth in his mouth were exposed. The cold light flashed by, as if he wanted to eat Chu Mo. He was disturbed by Old Man Feng Ming. The golden armored war god seemed to die in front of him when he saw Chu Mo. Suddenly, he rushed towards Chu Mo like crazy.
"Master, be careful..." The little girl suddenly reminded loudly.
Unfortunately, her reminder was not enough. Seeing that the Golden Armored War God was about to hit him, the little girl quickly flew over. Just when she thought she was about to be knocked away by the Golden Armored War God's body, which was as strong as a chariot, she felt a warmth around her.
The little girl's crescent-like eyes opened slightly, and she saw Chu Mo looking at him with a wicked smile, and where is the Golden Armored War God?
As if he felt the little girl's doubts, Chu Mo glanced at her. The little girl looked at her and saw a blood-red shield appearing on Chu Mo's right hand. Because the blood-colored shield appeared, it easily resisted the attack of the Golden Armored God of War.
"Breaking the Demon Shield!" the little girl shouted happily.
"Little girl, don't mess around in the future, okay?" Unexpectedly, Chu Mo suddenly hugged the little girl hard while holding the little girl's left hand. His eyes, which were like black gems, were looking at the little girl gently and said softly.
Looking at Chu Mo's gentle black eyes and listening to Chu Mo's gentle voice in his ears, the little girl's heart was already bumped by a deer when she was hugged by Chu Mo, her cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Chu Mo.
Grint Feller, the king of the Gran Empire, smiled endlessly.