In the room, Mu Zhuoyun disappeared, and instead of a huge energy body, mixed with the three powers of ice, mountains, and storms, there was an energy node in the center, and the magic energy around it converged to form a vortex.

"Your biggest problem is strength, I have solved it for you now, I hope you can reach the height I want."

People who have been crisscrossing the shopping mall for a long time have focused on real interests, so naturally they can't draw a big pie empty, and Ye Mo, who has a local tyrant system, is not lacking in that, so the current Mu Zhuoyun is really different from the past, and even the current Bocheng Patron Saint can't ignore this power.

With a few grunts, Ye Mo drank the fruit wine in his hand, and a thick voice rose in the energy vortex.

"From today onwards, I, Mu Zhuoyun and even the entire Mu family, will only serve my lord."

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The older generation above is extremely lively, and the young people below are even more enthusiastic.

"Young people now!"

The person who spoke was Deng Kai, and not far below him was a pair of young and beautiful men and women, who were all his grandchildren, but if he really wanted to say that the other party was a junior, it would be really difficult to speak, just because the other party's behavior really shocked him, a little old man.

Both of them are real monsters, the middle-level magic can succeed in a few breaths, the beginner-level magic has almost never appeared, and what is even more terrifying is that the magic energy and physical strength of the two are like an endless abyss, and the two of them didn't even gasp for breath a few times in a battle of this scale.

"Isn't that bad?"

"They are all children of our Bocheng, we should be gratified."

Principal Zhu comforted his old friend, hoping that the other party would not pay too much attention to this.

In the final analysis, Principal Zhu is a teacher who teaches and educates people, as long as the other party does not enter any cult, he is his junior, and a student will not focus too much on the vanity in front of him, and the three million he promised is just a pure battle of will, and he is in a high position, and he never cares about money for a talented student like Mo Fan.

"Alas, I'm really ashamed, we're separated from these little guys by a few ditches, and they are enough to be someone else's father at an age that hasn't even broken through the middle level."

Yang Zuohe, the representative of the Magician Association, was surprised when he saw Mo Fan, and his whole face changed, he thought that the little guy would grow to the extent he is now, but he didn't expect that this time would be so short.

……

Amazement, admiration, envy, jealousy, anger, etc., endlessly, the audience's admiration for the two has never stopped.

The man and woman had never paid attention to the words of others or stopped the magic in their hands, because they knew that there were two people watching them from the highest vantage point.

Ye Mo asked Mu Zhuoyun: "You say, who will win this battle?" ”

"Not sure." Mu Zhuoyun is an old thing that likes to break off halfway through it, or muddy the water so that people can't see the bottom of the river clearly.

Originally, there was no suspense in this battle, and Mo Fan's victory was beyond doubt.

But just now, Ye Mo learned a surprising news.

Mu Ningxue had already gotten the item from the Mu family.

Mu Ningxue, who possessed that thing, would definitely be able to explode into high-level strength if he paid the price, and he was the best among the high-rank.

It is true that Mo Fan can leapfrog the challenge, but at most to deal with the existence of the three high-level first-level, the gap between the middle and the highest level is too big, even if Mo Fan with multiple peerless blessings cannot cross it.

If it turned out, Mu Zhuoyun would definitely not want Mu Ningxue to use that thing, not to mention that the awkward position he was in now alone would be enough for Mu Zhuoyun to persuade Mu Ningxue to release as much water as possible and pretend to finish the fight.

However, Ye Mo accepted him as his subordinate, and Mu Zhuoyun still hoped that Mu Ningxue would fight for the Earth Holy Spring when the situation was not embarrassing, even if he paid a certain price!

The only question now is whether Mu Ningxue really obeys his father so much.

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"Mo Fan, I hope you can do your best."

A cold voice with an inexplicable emotion appeared in Mo Fan's ears.

For more than two years, Mo Fan hadn't seen each other for more than two years, and the erratic emotions in his heart inexplicably made him depressed, and these troubles were piled up in his heart, and he couldn't find anyone or place to confide in, and now this voice like the Lord of Ice God made his emotions even more indescribable.

"As you wish."

All the bitterness turned into magic, hoping that this senseless battle could end as soon as possible, and then go and ask the other party to determine the doubts in his heart.

"Silence - Thunderball!"

"The Last Days—All Directions Will Be Perished!"

Two extremely destructive forces with different essences but the same root and the same origin appeared, the terrifying power stirred the heavens and the earth to form a hurricane that engulfed everything, the gray thunder and the white flames formed an invisible sense of oppression, all of which were unavoidable except for slashing the air, the beginner mage felt a sense of suffocation, and even had the illusion of seeing the mutation of space and time, only the middle mage could force the fear in his heart.

This blow Mo Fan didn't leave any room for it, it was really with all his might.

Mu Ningxue used the wind rail to stand in the air, and with a slight lift of her white and flawless jade hand, the wind stopped! The sky began to snow.

The moisture in the air was affected and condensed into frost, which slowly gathered together, and the cold air swept across the field, and the vision began to blur until the entire arena was completely sealed, isolating the general range of the two from the world, forming a world of ice and snow.

Some kind of phantom appeared behind Mu Ningxue, like a certain goddess above the Nine Heavens staring indifferently at the mortal world, and her cold eyes only had a trace of strangeness when she saw Mo Fan, which was the power of her own origin.

The realm belongs exclusively to Mu Ningxue's ice realm.

The people outside couldn't see the scenery inside, and they didn't know the goods, they only thought that it was Mu Ningxue's extreme control of ice magic, and only Chopping Kong saw the clues.

"Hey, I'm really old!"

He also has such a thing as a realm, but the question is, isn't this thing generally owned by high-level people?

Come on!

Someone is hanging, I want to report it!

He couldn't have imagined that Mu Ningxue's situation was special, for Mu Ningxue, who had a natural ice spirit seed, this was simply too pediatric.

It's just because the situation of the innate spirit seed is too small.

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"Mu Ningxue's Ice Realm is certainly very strong, but if it is compared to Mo Fanbi, it is still too far behind."

Although Ye Mo's point is straightforward, it also hits the bull's-eye.

Now Mu Zhuoyun can see very clearly that the difference between Mu Ningxue and Mo Fan is really not a star and a half.

"It seems that Ning Xue is really going to use that thing."

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"Mo Fan, I will use my strongest strength next, I hope you can be ready."

The power of the cold ice began to condense from Mu Ningxue's hand, and in a few breaths, a huge ice bow half a human height appeared in Mu Ningxue's hand, and the cold qi formed a bowstring, skillfully attaching the wind magic to an arrow that was about to be shot, and the extreme power broke through everything and increased greatly, so Mu Ningxue, which was set off by the cold, was even more sacred and could not be desecrated.

This arrow has reached the level of ordinary high-level magic.