Chapter 677 Magic Orb

The Nether Phoenix can shuttle between darkness and shadows, and a simple attack can't effectively come into contact with this creature that can shuttle shadows.

The vortex summoned by the Flame Phoenix evaded this, ignoring all other means. Relying only on the turbulent magic power, all the flames and darkness were sucked into this magic vortex.

Even the darkness has been sucked into this terrifying magic vortex. At this time, the Nether Phoenix, even with the ability to shuttle shadows, can hardly escape the black hole-like suction of this vortex.

Seeing that the opponent was trapped by the vortex, the flame phoenix urged the suction of the vortex even harder. The invisible suction was like a black hole, gradually devouring the river of darkness.

Like a tug-of-war, the Nether Phoenix and the long river of darkness it summoned were being drawn closer by the black hole bit by bit, and swallowed by the black hole bit by bit.

George said nothing, his eyes gleaming, and he watched the scene quietly. "But this is just what I want."

The Flame Phoenix's attack method is indeed good. Compared with the changes in the method, it is naturally far inferior to the Nether Phoenix controlled by George.

However, the flame phoenix that was overly catalyzed in the comparison of magical power and consumption, far exceeded the Nether Phoenix catalyzed from the dead eggs of the phoenix.

Once the consumption was compared, relying on the surging magic power, the Flame Phoenix had the upper hand completely.

The only problem is that its opponents are more than just natural enemies in front of them.

As the battle between the Nether Phoenix and the Flame Phoenix spreads, George and Anna have retreated beyond the cliff of the snow mountain.

On the edge of the cliff, there was an extension of the ice bridge. George and Anna stood by the bridge, quietly watching the two phoenixes stalemate on both sides of the whirlpool.

George took out a slender magic wand from his body, tapped his finger, and attached a series of spells to the wand.

"Sunder Armor,"

"Sharp,"

"Sturdy,"

"God,"

"track.".....

The spells were added to the little magic wand forcibly.

The small wand was covered with various spells, and the whole wand instantly became like a gunpowder barrel filled with explosives, and it was about to explode.

After waiting to be unable to add more spells, looking at the mountain wall, George popped his wand.

The magic wand pierced the mountain wall like a sharp arrow, and with a rustling sound, it penetrated the mountain wall and went all the way along the rock.

The flame phoenix and the nether phoenix are still facing each other, and the huge magical vortex pulls things on the mountain into it.

The magic vortex is indestructible, nothing is destroyed, and the strong gravitational force **** the rocks and snow on the mountain into the boundless flame and darkness, crushing and annihilating.

At this time, the sharp arrow that the magic wand turned into had dug under the feet of the flame phoenix like a pangolin flying through the ground.

Before the flame phoenix could react, the magic wand drilled from the ground had already penetrated its body like a sharp arrow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The spell attached to the wand kept exploding in its body. All of a sudden the flame phoenix was swallowed by flames. The spewing flames wrapped it into a huge fireball.

"Huh!"

At the same time, Nether Phoenix screamed and disappeared suddenly.

It flashed again, and it had appeared behind the group of flames.

The Nether Phoenix stretched out its sharp claws, spread its wings, and clasped it tightly on the Flame Phoenix. With this ball of fire, it plunged into the turbulent magic vortex.

The turbulent power was swallowed into the indestructible magic vortex. In an instant, the entire turbulent vortex was like a void with no color. The vortex of darkness and flame is like a crack in the collapsed space.

The suction of the magic vortex and the snow in the sky are like suddenly losing the traction rope. Like a short-span kite, it falls from the sky rustlingly, radiantly.

The mountain has returned to its original state, and the entire mountain has become an inaccessible Jedi, incredibly quiet.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The magic vortex that had inhaled too much energy, could no longer continue to swallow it, and instead changed dramatically.

That magical vortex, swallowing clouds and mist, turned into a ball of red and black, luminous and twisted balls. The sphere is about ten meters in diameter, and the whole body is shining with brilliance, and the flame above the sphere is flowing slowly and quickly, and it is bright and dark.

The sphere is moving from time to time, beating like a heart, and in that beating and distorted space, there seems to be a terrible storm gestating.

"Can't let it burst."

Seeing this scene, George knew that he couldn't let the magical ball burst. Otherwise, the entire Gang Rinpoche will be blown into two parts, and the residents under the mountain will undoubtedly die.

He flew from the edge of the cliff to below the twisting and shaking sphere.

He took out his wand and chanted a spell. His magic is like a rope, like a thin thread. The magical ropes and threads, like a creeper ~lightnovelpub.net~ spread from the circumference of the sphere to the center.

Those magical ropes are like invisible tentacles, like the most brilliant performers, like the most sophisticated masseurs.

The magical tentacles repeatedly beat on the twisted orb, and the invisible shock power softly oscillated the magic in the twisted space, gently channeling the turbulent magic.

The majestic magic power is like an explosive depot that is about to explode, like a mountain torrent about to be vented, and it only needs a breakthrough to immediately burst out terrible destructive power.

The ball is moving and static, constantly twisting, and terrible power is accumulated in the ball. The huge impact merged within the sphere. It looks like a giant hand is rubbing and pulling a resilient ball, and life is gestating in the ball, like a monster about to burst out of its shell,

At this moment, George was like the most cunning hunter, using a bait to induce the two huge forces inside the ball to strangle life and death.

The magic power of the Nether Phoenix and the Flame Phoenix, in the twisted orb, is like cold water and boiling oil, like snow and flame.

Two completely different forces, like natural enemies, attract each other and strangle each other. Two powerful magical powers are constantly intertwining and colliding with each other.

After the magical power collided, they disintegrated each other, and under the impetus of the endless reserve magical power, they reunited and started a fierce fight again.

George manipulates the magical tentacles, like the brightest tinker, the most sophisticated manipulator. The magical tentacles are like the most brilliant rescue team, and like the most slanted referee.

Wherever there is a fight, the magical tentacles will rush to watch and take advantage of the fire. Wherever there is no fight, the magic tentacles go to add fuel and vinegar, and start a fight. Wherever it was overfought, the magic tentacles ran away again, preventing the magic from leaving the sphere.

The magical tentacles are like a wooden hammer that hits a gopher, and like a wooden board for repairing holes.