Chapter 152: Drama

The beam hit Teng Yunshen again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he flew up holding the head of the Transfiguration Mage. The bright light tore through the darkness, leaving behind a cacophony of noise. Teng Yunshen spun around in the air for half a circle, and then crashed into the wall without any suspense, his steel arm crushing the shapeshifter's head to pieces. At this moment, it can be regarded as a real dead corpse.

Teng Yun took a deep breath and squeezed out the magic of Tiantie with the magic of steel. His whole body was shining with an indestructible sheen. However, this is only a façade. Just by converting the materials of his two arms to steel, he can perform as well as a steel mage. And to transform an entire body into a body of steel, he is beyond his power.

However, all he needed was a second of sturdiness.

The beam of light swept across Teng Yunshen's back, tearing open a scorch mark. Teng Yunshen's immortal heart thumped. The death of the Transfiguration mage brought with it the energy of death, which he transformed into abundant vitality.

Teng Yunshen took off the glove he was wearing on his right hand.

The wizard gasped. He looked at Teng Yunshen, who was lying motionless on the ground, in shock. For a moment, he was ready to run away. There are two people on his side, but the other wizard, the Fire Mage, only has one head left, and the situation is a little better than the Transfiguration Mage who is too dead to die, and he can't count on it. And this is their territory, he doesn't have to fight to the death with the other party.

Thankfully, the enemy of unknown origin finally reached the last moment. The wizard raised his hot wand.

Teng Yunshen turned around and shot a ray of death at him. The energy of death is devastating, and even necromancers shy away from it. The wizard threw away his wand, the pain keeping him focused. He stumbled out of the battlefield.

Teng Yun stared at his hand in amazement, he had never imagined that the power of this blow could reach such a terrifying level, fast and deadly, allowing the powerful fourth-order wizard to escape.

"You should have done it a long time ago. Greene finally had a chance to speak, "The Ring of Necromancy will greatly enhance your necromantic magic. Don't you read novels, and the treasures you've just found will always come in handy quickly. ”

"It's fast enough. It's not a novel, not so many coincidences. Besides, I've just figured out what the magic of the Sky Iron is. If this is a novel, readers can't wait. ”

"You're kidding. Greene said, but he immediately changed his tune, "Oh my God, what you're saying is true." ”

"As I told you, my first murder was a day and a half ago, and I knew that witchcraft was not a trick before a day and a half. ”

He pointed at the fire mage's head, killing the other man. The fire mages were delirious, and they didn't have time to interrogate slowly.

"Did your parents let you grow up in a mortal family?"

Teng Yunshen stood up, he thought the situation would be worse, but his body recovered much faster than he expected. He stepped into the world of shadows.

"My parents were mortals, and most of them were mortals, and in our time, it was not common sense for people to fly around on broomsticks. If it weren't for a hugely popular novel, people wouldn't have talked about this cliché word much. They prefer mages, priests, warlocks, and the like. ”

"Flying around on a broomstick is...... I understand. What's the essential difference between the last three? Especially the first and third?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because of the popularity of video game culture? Different positioning enriches the fun of character building. ”

"In our day, there are priests who have glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of the supernatural world, who know more than mortals, but who know only half-knowing. They were terrified. That's why they look for spiritual sustenance from the ethereal gods. ”

Teng Yunshen commented: "It's pitiful. He left the Shadow Realm and held out his hand towards the Radiant Mage's neck. The darkness sped him up, and in an instant he caught up with the fleeing foe.

The wizard's skin glows. A flicker scalded Teng Yunshen. The silent shadow let go of its throat and screamed loudly. The magic of brilliance is the most primitive, it symbolizes a simple worldview, a pole of duality, and a denial of everything from the outside. Teng Yunshen fell to the ground along with the churning shadow.

The gray superstructure emerged in the darkness behind Teng Yunshen. Bang! Superform fired a deafening shot. The Radiant Mage reacted quickly, slumping down before the Hyperform could raise his arm. The bullet exploded above his head. Smoke billowed from the gunpowder.

Teng Yunshen put his arm into the shadow. The lightless strip stretched out his limbs. Teng Yunshen silently reached out from the wall behind the wizard and grabbed the back of the other's neck.

The pain was clutching at him at the same time. At this moment, the Shadow Kingdom was like a swamp heated in a crucible, full of uncertain violent reactions. He couldn't use his strength. However, it doesn't matter either.

The Ring of Necrocy, touching the wizard's skin. With just a thought, Teng Yunshen injected the energy of death into the sorcerer's shining cervical vertebrae, frightening him into his soul.

Every hair of the Radiance Mage glowed, like an overly dense candle. His modified luminous organs burned. Teng Yunshen loosened his five fingers. The Radiant Mage staggered a few steps forward, crashing into another wall. He cast his own dazzling shadow in the darkness.

Teng Yunshen held the Eye of Shadow, and he found the deepest and deepest shadow of the other party under the shining solar glowing head of the Radiant Mage, which was as easy as a finger. Death whispered in the Radiant Mage's ear, depicting the landscape of the bygone world, chattering like a blunt saw happily cutting at the back of his neck. Teng Yunshen suddenly took away this shadow. He'd been thinking about doing this for a long time, and this was a shadow puppet mage's specialty.

Dried up and burned in the body of the Radiant Mage.

Teng Yunshen buried his head in the shadow beneath him. The magic of radiance repels the magic of shadows. The hot shadow stung his skin like a high concentration of wind oil essence. He closed his eyes and listened. The children in the Ring of the Rings are crying. Teng Yun held his breath deeply, and then a fierce man stabbed in the direction where the voice came from.

He felt like he had jumped into the microwave that was about to catch fire. On the beach, the shadows of skin diseases walked around anxiously, like psychopaths who had reached the time of the wind. They're not complete phantoms, they're just a little emotional...... He crashed into them, dazed, and the fire burned. The cry was as clear as ever.

An overexposed head poked out of the wall behind the radiant mage.