Chapter Ninety-Six: A Magician Who Can't Release Magic Is Not a Fart
Peilin was helpless, and he reluctantly used all the strength he had, squeezing all his potential, chanting magic spells over and over again, burning his soul and slapping the ass of the elemental elves. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Peilin really tried his best, although in Sean's eyes, waste is always waste, but Peilin is aggrieved, and the grievances are like the surging water of Lake Akara, and my grandmother didn't work so hard even if she was breastfeeding. This is force, this is life.
The elemental elves are still slow, looking very unhappy, for the sake of the rules of heaven and earth, they will give you a little face. There is no human right in terms of low strength, and everyone is inferior.
Sean saw that Xiang Xuehai was already tired of coping, and sneered in his heart, "Fight with me, you are still tender." Well, it's not a little tender, who am I Sean? A person who specializes in black hands behind his back and kills people with a knife.
Sean is ready to amplify the move, the old rule, which is the one used to ravage Annie, summoning the stone golem. Borrow the power of the stone golem and give Thunder a blow.
The situation is very unfavorable to Xiangxuehai, and it can be said that it has reached the point of exhaustion. Xiang Xuehai can no longer support it, is this the last journey of Xiang Xuehai's life.
Xiang Xuehai was unwilling, Xiang Xuehai's will was released, and a will that didn't seem to belong to Xiang Xuehai erupted. Although the will is intangible, this fierce will is like a sharp sword, and the sword intent pierces people's souls.
The heart of nature hidden in the clothes of Xiangxue Hai has a green glow, and under the urging of the green glow, the magical elements between heaven and earth roar in, filling the mysterious space.
The wind and clouds surged in the space, rushing along the veins of the big tree to the five flower bones, and the already dim phantom of the flower bones gradually solidified, gradually became substantial, and gradually became the real flower bones.
The empty magic was instantly filled, and it was more fulfilling than before. The elemental elves happily circled around Xiangxuehai, Xiangxuehai seemed to blend into the space in the elemental elves, the whole person was between illusion and reality, long hair flowing in the wind, and white dresses were like eternal ice and snow on the high mountains.
Xiangxuehai floats in the air, and the golden sun hangs in the sky behind it, setting off the Xiangxuehai in white clothes like snow, like a god. Under the cover of the sun, Sean and Peilin didn't see the golden mark on Xiang Xuehai's eyebrows.
Xiang Xuehai felt full of power, power that had never been before. Now that I have strength, then crush the enemy, and any enemy who stands in my way, will be crushed.
Bearing's fireball was still attacking the water curtain, and the stone golem summoned by Sean had already appeared. Just like that day, an arm made of rocks roared towards Xiang Xuehai's lower abdomen.
"Sealed" With a cappella singing by Xiang Xuehai, the stone puppet's arm turned into dirt again and melted into the ground. Peilin's fireball disappeared halfway, and no matter how Shaun and Peilin made a fuss, the elemental elves ignored it and frolicked around Xiangxuehai.
Magical elemental elves don't listen to calls, how is this possible? The elemental elves are subject to the rules of heaven and earth, although they are reluctant to rub off, they still have to accept the summons of the contract after all, what is the situation today? Elemental elves want to rebel?
Can't summon elemental spirits, can't release magic, what is a magician? A magician who can't unleash magic isn't a fart, and a strong man can beat a magician to the ground with teeth.
Sean and Peilin don't want to be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, this is a mortal enemy, can Xiang Xuehai let them go? Can Anna let them go? Fools know what tragic fate awaits them.
Sean and Peilin are very clear-minded, they don't need to discuss, they don't even need to look at each other, and they run away quickly. Staying in Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, even if it is hiding at home, it is better than losing your life. There are people who have everything, people are gone, everything is empty words. Even if someone else avenges you, there is a use for fart.
How could Xiang Xuehai let them go, they are mortal enemies, who knows if they will leak Xiang Xuehai's secrets everywhere. Only a dead enemy is a good enemy.
"Ice Arrow" suddenly appeared in the air and shot at Sean and Peilin, the ice arrows were like white lightning, and they had reached the eyes of the two in an instant. It's not that the two of them don't want to dodge, it's that the speed of the ice arrow is too fast to dodge.
The ice arrow shot into the flesh, and the whole body was submerged, and no blood flew out. The wound had been frozen in extreme cold, and the blood had clotted. The extreme cold spread along the blood to the whole body, and Sean and Peilin's vitality slowly lost.
The eyes of the two of them turned straight, but they couldn't make a sound, and watched their bodies lose consciousness step by step. What could be more terrifying?
You watch yourself die slowly, but you can't die for a while. Your body is slowly getting colder, your brain is still active, and you are witnessing your own death.
Not to mention this kind of death, it is really unheard of, Sean and Bearingn can be regarded as a trip in the world in vain, enjoying a unique way of dying that no one else has ever heard of.
But they don't want to die, they are in the prime of life, and they still have a lot of life to squander. There are so many women from good families waiting for them to bully, and there are so many wealthy women waiting for them to be pampered.
It's useless if you don't want to die, death is fair to everyone, and you can't have two lives just because you're a nobleman. When you want to kill, be prepared to be killed. Fate may be divided into high and low, but there is only one life, regardless of high and low.
When a person is facing death, the brain becomes clear. Gradually, Sean discovered something unusual, the sea of fragrant snow under the sun, and the golden mark on the center of his eyebrows. What is that, it seems......
By the way, it seems that the family treasures have recorded this imprint. The golden seal, O God, is the mark of God. How could I be so unlucky to provoke a god. Although this deity looks like a child, no matter how small the deity is, she is also a deity.
If the gods could let me live again, I would be honest. No longer bullying weak classmates, no longer peeking at women taking baths, no longer seducing girls from good families, and no longer being seduced by wealthy women......
Xiangxue Sea floats in the air like a god, white like snow, golden imprints, like a holy goddess, anyone can see her holiness and ignore her age.
Xiang Xuehai felt that there was a sense of blood connection with the heart of nature. Something was about to stir in her mind, and there seemed to be a golden space in her mind, and the space was full of golden light, nourishing her soul.
The golden space seems to be limited in some way, it has not been very clear, the soul is very eager for the golden space, and it seems to be the home of the soul.