Suddenly, the black mist turned purple and frantically rushed towards Constance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not good!

Constance's expression suddenly changed color at this time, and with a slight stroke of the thin sword in his hand, a hard cold air came out of thin air, instantly freezing his side, including his own body, into a small iceberg, allowing the white mist to overflow on the cold iceberg.

Visible to the naked eye, the purple mist frozen together in the iceberg appeared in a circle, which was a purple sword made of magical power.

The purple mist swirled wildly around the iceberg, and the sharpness hidden in it kept slashing and chopping on the iceberg, and from time to time huge and cold ice cubes flew out.

Samuel in the purple mist suddenly raised his head, his hands stirred, and the invincible purple mist returned to midair, slowly condensing a fleur-de-lis fluttering in the wind.

This is the true face of the fleur-de-lis' move, and the front is all the precursor to dealing with the little minions.

"Iris, the deepest flower of my life, will go on forever, just like the path I once pursued. Samuel's deep voice rang out in front of the courtyard, waking up Vic, whose head was in a daze.

Vic, who came to his senses, saw a huge iris in mid-air turn into a streamer, sweeping from top to bottom, towards the iceberg that protected Constance.

"Constance!"

Vic yelled and rushed forward without even thinking about it.

As Vic ran, his body became 2 meters taller in vain, dense scales grew on his body, and a pair of pupils instantly stood up, and he was blood-red.

After the transformation, Vic became terrifying, and his speed was actually faster than the streamer that the iris turned into, which made Samuel faintly feel dangerous.

A huge blood-red axe blade, blocking the path of the streamer, this was Vic's strongest blow, and possibly the last, it was he who conjured all his power into an axe blade.

An axe blade without an axe body and without a handle.

Monuvic is an alien, with a naturally strong body, comparable to an adult earth-walking dragon, and after becoming mad, it is even stronger than the strength of the beast tribe Bimon.

They also have flaws, powerful blood elements, repelling all magical power, and inherently unable to cultivate.

Their meager spiritual power is even more aware of all the professions of the legal system.

But Vic is not an ordinary person, in order to survive, he has to rely on eating the magic crystal raw to mutate his body, and he has a trace of magic power.

This trace of magic combined with the blood element of the body became extremely terrifying, and after years of hard work, Vic finally condensed this axe blade at the last moment.

YY！

When the blades of the axe and the streamer met, there was no violent explosion in Vic's imagination, nor did it collapse at the touch of Samuel's imagination, but devoured each other, fused with each other, and finally turned into a strange mass of gray energy.

"Not good!"

Samuel's body suddenly appeared on the ground and jerked away.

And Vic's face changed, as if he knew what was going to happen, but he lost his whole body strength, and he couldn't make any changes, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Although you are just an obedient dog, it is too wasteful to die like this. Constance's voice suddenly appeared behind Vic.

With a swing of his sword, Constance instantly sealed the gray mutated energy in an iceberg, which was bigger and taller than her before.

However, Constance underestimated the destructive power of this mass of gray energy.

The gray energy was disturbed by the ice element, and the balance was disrupted in an instant.

I only heard a huge explosion, the ground shook, and the magic array on the entire courtyard was destroyed in an instant, turning into dust.

A huge explosion swept all around.

Samuel turned into a shadow in time and fled, so was Rao, and when he reappeared, he was also seriously injured, black blood overflowed from his mouth, and his pale face became even paler.

When the great change came, Vic didn't even think about it, and stood in front of Constance with his weak body.

"Idiot!" Constance scolded, but with all his strength in his hand, he unleashed his magic sword, erecting a thick wall of ice behind Vic.

Bang!

The huge explosion came and went quickly! The tall ice wall shattered with only one breath, ten times more powerful than Samuel's three consecutive blows, and it hit Vic in an instant.

But Vic gritted his teeth, blood filled his pupils, and he didn't take a step forward to keep his body from touching Constance, his broad back like a tall wall.

Vic suddenly laughed, his chest widened, and he felt that his mind was clearer than ever.

Suddenly. Vic's mouth erupted with countless pale blue liquids. It may not be appropriate to say that squirting. It's like a rainstorm. dripping down.

Light blue to get liquid. Quickly rinse the ground with dust. The red shadow sword is brilliantly revealed.

Vic's cold was overwhelming. It's like a silver knife. Although the edge on the killing field is slightly frustrated. Under an axe. But it's still unbeatable.

Constance looked at Vic and chuckled disdainfully, wanting to taunt a few words, but finally smiled coldly and didn't say a word.

Those eyes that were always cold, revealing complex emotions, and slightly trembling fingers, showed that Vic's desperate protection still affected her.

"I took it, albeit at a humble price. Constance paced towards Samuel, the cold raging and the rubble around him congealed into fine ice.

Constance was filled with an icy chill, and when the icy cold dissipated, the gorgeous ice armor was tightly attached to his body, the thin sword in his hand had turned into a huge ice sword, and his face was cold without a trace of emotion.