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The emptiness tightly enveloped Teng Yunshen. He hovered in mid-air, unable to reach the sky or the ground, at a loss. For a moment, he forgot when and where he was.

Then, in embarrassment, he fell out of the mysterious route.

The long-lost fear grabbed Teng Yunshen again.

When he was very young, when he was standing under the towering building, for a very, very sudden moment, an unspeakable fear seized hold of him and made it impossible for him to breathe. He didn't know what was going to fall from the sky, he didn't know anything, and it wasn't a pleasant feeling.

He was afraid of the unattainable sky. He was afraid of the unpredictable sky.

The dancing branches whipped him like whips, but the pain was insignificant to him. What really scared him was the sound above his head. Lightning and thunder, bright light pierced through the layers of leaves, illuminating his face pale.

Teng Yunshen smelled the smell of ashes.

Bang!

Thunder fell, smoke billowed out. The cloud of anger is close at hand, and it is no longer out of reach. Teng Yunshen fell to the ground in panic. He seems to have experienced a "short circuit". Electricity far beyond his load range ran rampant through his body, shutting down his ability to keep his balance.

Teng Yunshen gave up the light wind. His shell had become so heavy that even the ground was overwhelmed. He sank into the hazy shade of the trees. The shadows embraced him.

He killed the demon spirit and seized the power of the demon spirit. He became a very powerful wind mage. Even so, he still prefers to associate himself with the world of backlighting.

Darkness is his homeland.

Cheap souvenir vendors, however, fearlessly held off the god of thunder.

"This is our territory!" he shouted, "Mother and Child Evil Plant is our thing......"

A wizard waved his stick at him, sending out a clear danger signal.

Teng Yunshen silently emerged from the shadows, and then clamped the wizard's neck tightly with his deadly arms.

If the other party was a mortal, of course he would not kill the killer. However, at this very moment, he is trying to subdue a transcendent person. Even if the other party's neck is about to be broken in two, he still doesn't think that his actions are considered a "killer". He's been merciful.

In some stories, wizards seem to be very vulnerable, some are afraid of the sun, some are afraid of water, some are afraid of the wind, and some are not even willing to touch the dirt. At the same time, they were very strong, and they could not kill them completely.

Teng Yunshen twisted the wizard's neck.

Of course, the reason why wizards who exist in reality rather than in stories become Teng Yunshen's troubles is because they are as strong as a nightmare.

The wizard turned his head and glanced at Teng Yunshen.

Teng Yunshen saw fear in the wizard's eyes. The fear of the unknown loomed over the wizard by surprise. Teng Yun understands this feeling. It's scary to fly from above.

The glow of lightning leaps under the skin of the lightning striker.

Teng Yunshen hurriedly let go of his hand and let go of the dazzling enemy.

He killed many, many wizards. But he still didn't know much about wizards. He thought that the lightning mage could only use a special club to launch a lightning strike, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to hide a strong electric current deep in his flesh and blood......

Teng Yunshen miscalculated.

The Lightning Mage lit up like an energized light bulb. It's hard to grasp the moment when you press a switch and shine brightly. At this moment, Teng Yunshen is no exception.

Electricity penetrated his body.

Teng Yunshen lost his balance again, and at the same time, he also lost all external feelings.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw the fear that lurked in the mind of the lightning striker. A blank slate of nothing hung over him. But his focus still found direction. Numbness replaced pain and dominated his body so that he would not become a captive of pain completely. His crackling brain kept a little lucidity.

Teng Yunshen approached the fear of the lightning strike mage.

The other party's response was swift and accurate. He may not be a killer, but he is definitely a warrior, and he belongs to the same type as Teng Yunshen. Teng Yunshen distinguishes his characteristics, which means that he can also recognize Teng Yunshen's characteristics.

The lightning mage knows how dangerous his situation can be.

Wizards are transcendent beings, and they are very different from mortals, but, when you look closely, they have more similarities to mortals.

The flowing blood gives them vitality. Teng Yunshen imagined the sound of blood flowing. His ears were just a pair of ornaments, but his memory was more than enough to make up for the lack of senses.

It was a damp sound, trickling and seeping out of the broken bones, like raindrops sliding against the lattice. And when people's emotions tend to be excited, their blood flow rate increases.

Teng Yunshen poured the blood of the lightning strike mage into the kettle on the fire. Goo. Goo. The hot bubbles burst open, like the shouts of thousands, tossing the lightning mage into a wave of enthusiasm.

A vague shadow appeared in Teng Yunshen's field of vision.

The lightning striker clenched his shiny club. The bouncing sparks awakened Teng Yunshen's eyes. He caught the Lightning Mage's movements.

Crackling. Crackling.

Teng Yunshen inhaled air into his lungs along with pain. In a moment, the sheen of steel filled his silhouette. Teng Yunshen put on an indestructible armor.

Lightning Strike Mage wields a club. Lightning illuminated the smoke of the fleeing gunpowder. Immediately after, Teng Yunshen slammed him away viciously. The lightning mage spun around and ran into the silent ancient tree, and immediately passed out.

Teng Yunshen turned around.

The cheap souvenir vendor swooped down and stood in front of him. Teng Yunshen blinked, then moved his gaze to the other wizard behind the other party.

The latter slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Who is this?" he asked, "your new classmates?"

Oops. Teng Yunshen realized that he might have made the same mistake again. He's so nervous that the slightest hint of wind and grass can trigger his mechanism of destruction, and perhaps, he's more dangerous than a powder keg.

The cheap souvenir vendor clutched his chest, panting as if he were the one to show his skills.

Teng Yunshen crossed the word "maybe" out of his mind.

"Your friend shouldn't be holding a stick up to me. "That's rude and unsafe." ”

The wizard nodded.