Chapter One Hundred and Eight. Little Mage
"You? Brother, it's not like you've cheated me once or twice, and every time you have to hide it like this, it's really boring. ”
Looking at the small note full of words on the table, Ning Xu couldn't help but cry and laugh.
"Boom." The sound of the explosion came from afar, drawing Ning Xu's gaze, and through the window, he saw a round of fireballs churning in the air.
Very close to the fireball, a professional was standing helplessly, wearing an old wizard's hat with a few patches on his head, and a mage robe, which was also very loose and much larger.
"Well, it seems that domestic legal professionals rarely wear this kind of Western-style clothing, so what is the situation?"
Although the flame spirit power had not been fully restored, at least his affinity for the flame had been fully restored, and he could feel how powerful the fireball was.
"I'm afraid that this has the power of the knight three stars, I can only say that it is worthy of being a few famous cultivator academies in the imperial capital, and it is really a bit of a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
Ning Xu stroked his chin and pulled out the sparse beard that had grown slightly and had only a little momentum, and looked at the firelight downstairs with some interest, and the professional in the wizard's costume.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a rather rare foreign cultivator, to be honest, I really haven't seen a foreign cultivator a few times."
While Ning Xu was speaking, the little mage downstairs raised his right hand, and the little mage who didn't know the specific gender because of the wizard's hat was holding a wooden staff in his hand.
The staff was not straight, the surface was rough, and the only thing that caught the eye was the somewhat dull red crystal that was embedded in the top of the staff.
The little mage waved the wooden staff, and after a few flickering moments, the originally dim crystal finally lit up.
The light emerged from the crystal, quickly weaving around the fireball into a large red net that enveloped it, leaving only a thread attached to the crystal.
The incantation sounded, the wooden staff shook again, the red light net instantly tightened, and the fireball seemed to be completely less violent than it appeared, shrinking little by little with the change of the light net.
Just between the contraction of the fireball, there was a strong wind hanging, and the little mage was a little careless, and the wind directly blew his hat away.
It's just that he was trying to control the fire, and he didn't have time to pick up the wizard's hat that was worn, but still unwilling to replace, even if it was worn.
The hat flew away, revealing the delicate little face that had been hidden before, and the slightest details in her eyebrows and eyes all explained her identity as a "girl".
Only by this time, her face was already red, and the hand holding the staff trembled incessantly, so much so that she clenched the staff in both hands, trying to hold on.
"It's a pity. The fireball's energy was too violent, and she shouldn't be able to control it. Ning Xu shook his head and sighed, he could feel that the energy in the fireball had been suppressed to the extreme, and then it would explode.
As Ning Xu expected, the compressed fireball bloomed with a trace of ripples, directly vibrating the light net bound by the fireball.
And the crystal embedded in the staff also began to flicker continuously, and the dim light was like a bean, as if the wind blew and would be completely extinguished.
"Bright Sword Array." Ning Xu snorted lightly, and the power of his soul erupted from his mind, infused into the sword array engraved in his soul.
Ever since his spiritual power had vanished, he had almost forgotten that he had ever done such a thing, so much so that he had forgotten that it was not a weak method.
If it weren't for the simplified spirit array designed for the dark night at that time and hooked this sword array, I don't know how long it would take for Ning Xu to remember that he still had this thing.
At this time, the spiritual power cannot be used, and it is difficult to replenish the black dragon qi after it is used, and only this sword array can be used in order to use it.
Although it is promoted with the power of the soul, the soul strength of the out-of-body realm is completely capable of interfering with reality.
The soul power condensed into a transparent big sword and flew out in the air, levitating beside Ning Xu, and at this moment, the light connecting the light net and the staff suddenly broke apart, and the compressed fireball revealed a trace of fire from the crack.
"Go." Ning Xu let out a low snort, and the soul sword suspended beside him flew out suddenly, stabbing directly at the fireball that was about to burst.
Under normal circumstances, this sword would directly cause the fireball to burst open, but this is not the case at this time.
The fireball, which had been compressed to the extreme, urgently needed a place to unload, and as long as he was given a space, it would throw all the lethality there.
And at this time, the soul sword cut through the surface of the fireball, and the energy contained in it was constantly transformed into flames.
The fireball opened so high that the flames continued to explode high in the air like fireworks.
And Ning Xu, who caused all this, was already squatting on the ground with his head clenched at this time, trying to restrain the tingling pain in his mind.
The ability of the soul sword to interfere with reality means that it can be harmed, and the scorching fire stream burned the soul power almost instantly
Returning to the inner with bursts of hot soul power can only bring pain.
"So don't be so impulsive next time, okay? Really. ”
When Ning Xu was in great pain, a cool sensation spread from the outer layer of his scalp to the depths of his mind, quickly erasing the hot burning sensation.
Enduring the pain that had been weakened a lot, Ning Xu turned his head, and the girl with the blue light in her hand was standing at the door, and the light was falling from her hand, and then it was integrated into his mind.
"Well, isn't there a night treasure for you?"
Styx pursed his lips, but he didn't say anything, just threw down a stream of frost again, constantly relieving the pain in the depths of Ning Xu's soul.
The power of frost, worthy of the power of the Yin, is simply incomparably powerful in terms of healing, and the cool feeling is continuous, like a river flowing continuously, cleansing every trace of flame and scorching.
The power of frost fell again, and the coolness washed away the heat in the depths of his soul, and Ning Xu slowly stood up while rubbing his temples.
"Thanks, ah, this soul hurts and feels uncomfortable."
"If you know that it hurts, be careful next time, every time you encounter something, you don't want to think about it, just take action, if you say that you are a genius strategist known for your calmness, who will believe it."
The girl shook her head, turned around and took a bottle of mineral water from her schoolbag and threw it in front of Ning Xu.
"Drink some water and rest."
Ning Xu unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a small sip of the sweet water, the water quickly flowed into his abdomen, dispelling the slightest thirst caused by the heat in his soul, but the burning pain was still a little remnant.