Jeff waved his wand, and the spell fired, "Remove your weapon!" was his most proficient magic. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Farafor waved his wand at the same time, throwing out a wave of energy, forming a temporary barrier in front of him. As a result, Jeborg's spell only hit the barrier and did not hit Farafher, so naturally he couldn't get rid of any weapon.

"Your level of magic can't hurt me at all, just like you can't hurt Mike. Faraffo smiled: "I won't kill you, it's good for everyone to go sleep for a while." ”

He waved his wand and slammed down, "Faint!" The wind pressure of the spell blew across Jeborg's face, leaving him speechless with nervousness. Just then, a bulging leather bag flew towards Farraw, crashing into the energy of the magic. In an instant, a huge flame burst into the sky, and everyone's skin was burning violently, their eyes were full of stinging, and both ears were loud with a loud bang.

The plumber couldn't see clearly, either, but he remembered what potions were placed in each position on his belt. Following his memory, he threw the bait in the direction of Farrapho, and at the same time bit through the bag, and drank the physical enhancer and healing potion. While Jebel was still covering his eyes and screaming in pain, he had regained his vision.

"Bastard, you hurt my eyes!" Farrawn roared, "Demolition Charm!" "Although the spell did hit the Piper's previous position, he had already dragged Jeff away some distance. Zhao Mai's Battle Deterrent Elixir constantly emitted bright lights, noises, and dizzying stench, severely interfering with Farrho's senses.

"Jebble, drink this, your eyes will be fine. The Steward poured a packet of healing medicine into Jebbo's mouth, and immediately began to put on the outer armor. He is older than Jebble and has encountered many ups and downs in his life, so he is more calm and calm at the moment of crisis. Fallafer's blasting spell was constant, but it was similar to the power of a grenade. On the battlefield, this is all trivial, and the plumber's hands will not tremble.

He remembered very well that Zhao Mai had said that the entire armor needed two minutes to recharge, and then it was the strongest state, and in these two minutes, he had to rely on various potions to support it. No sooner had the Steward put on his armor than he saw a glittering silver serpent pass by, dispelling the glare and noise of the stun bomb, and Faraffor then aimed his wand at his temple. His eyes sparkled with magic, allowing him to see Jebel and the Plumber.

"What are you wearing? a paladin in full armor?" I don't know what Fallaif had in mind, and said to the steward, "When did the Holy See also send paladins in China?"

"Uncle surname is not surnamed Sheng! I will take care of you today!" The pipeman lifted his face armor and bit open a bunch of skin, and Dun Dun Dun began to pour it down. He took a heavy breath: "This wine is enjoyable! When I dry eighteen bowls, I will definitely be able to hit your head and blossom!"

"What the hell is it? Why are there so many bugs?" Farrawor was besieged by a large number of bees and ants, and hurriedly waved his wand: "All petrified!"

"Get rid of your weapons!" Jeff shook off his wand and stood in front of the Pipeman. He couldn't release his magic just now because he was nervous, and he just felt that he was too embarrassed, so he gritted his teeth to get back the lost face. The most important thing for a wizard is to focus, whether it's in study, research, or combat. Jebble was focused right now, watching Fallaro's movements, defending against his attacks with all his might.

"After you drink eighteen bowls, can you really kill him?" asked Jie Bao, who had just been cured by a miraculous healing potion, as she was still a little worried.

"This set of things was made by your senior, I am very confident, what about you?"

"Drink it, I'll hold it!" Jabber waved his wand, flicking Fallore's attack spell again.

Zhao Mai once asked the plumber how much he drank, because some medicines are solvents made of wine, and if the amount of alcohol is not good, it is easy to get drunk. The advantage of alcohol is that it enters the blood vessels quickly, so that many medicinal properties can also enter more quickly. Zhao Mai's potions are not all magic potions, many of them are prescriptions learned from Westeros with the bachelor, and they can use ordinary medicinal materials to achieve the effect of magic potions.

The piper didn't know that there were so many ways in it, but he felt that he was really drinking, but fortunately, the taste of all the medicinal wines was not bad. Moreover, in order to relax his muscles and invigorate his blood, his master also let him soak in potions and wines, so Zhao Mai's potions are not heavy. The only thing Zhao Mai didn't expect was the overly rich natural force on Skull Island. If you drink it slowly, it's okay, and if you drink so wildly like the plumber, something will definitely happen.

The first change was on his face, a red and swollen rosacea nose swelled, and his original black beard turned red as if it were on fire, and even his eyebrows changed. The swollen muscles pushed the armor up, and it clicked to make it a big one. White air was rising from the plumber's head, and the rising smoke actually formed the appearance of a vicious dog.

"It's so hard! It's so hard!" the plumber's tongue was big, and he felt dizzy. He wasn't drunk, he was swelled by the surging force of nature. "It's hot, it's hot, it's hot, it's hot, there's anything cool?"

There really is. The plumber crouched down and staggered out of his bag with the words "quick-frozen" written on it. Zhao Mai told him that this is used to forcibly cool down when encountering environments such as volcanoes, magma or boiling springs, and not to pour it on the skin. The plug was pulled, and a refreshing cool air penetrated into the nostrils, and the plumber sneezed comfortably. Fortunately, he still remembered the advice, and he didn't pour it on his skin, let alone drink, and sprinkled it on the armor. He instantly felt like he was refreshed, as if he had hugged a basin of ice cubes on dog days.

"Get out of here!" After several encounters, Jebble was in a hurry, unable to stop Farraffor's attack. His magic is already less powerful than his opponents, and he can only bounce off and not counteract it. The energy of the spells that flew was harnessed by Farafor and pushed it flat in waves. Jie Bao couldn't resist it this time, cast a protective spell on himself, and was sent flying.

"Bullying me, no, bullying my friend, not even more!" the steward threw the quick-frozen potion towards Farafo, flying all the way and sprinkling it all the way, forming a wall of ice. He grabbed a packet of healing potions and threw it to Jebble, then blocked him behind him: "Jebel is fine, stand behind me!"

"A wizard has to keep learning, and becoming a powerful wizard requires countless battles, just like me! Do you think you can fight a wizard by drinking some messy stuff and putting on a weird armor?"

"Yes!" replied the plumber with an unusually firm and affirmative answer.