On the top of the void, the ghost wolf is just a celebrity. Emperor Xiang, it is a celebrity of ancient Warcraft. Like Kag, it is a celebrity of the whole sequence of war. God gray? It is probably a celebrity of the whole void.

Compared to the big and straight, the secretive **** ash is even more scary.

Can stand in the second row.

Of course, no one is a mediocre. You must know that the whole sign of the Supreme Devil, Da Mo Yuan, he stood in the third row. The representative of the source of the pale race, the Great Crow, he also stood in the third row. The Great Wall, the Great Emperor, these are the third row. Only Dajiu, the little seven-small uncle, along with the Daganluo station. It is conceivable that the second row needs strength and status.

Why did Tang Shidao have so many honors to add, the first row of the station is still being rejected? The reason is that the first row of truth is not what ordinary people dare to imagine.

God gray suddenly challenges, and mentally handicapped knows the reason.

Because... the primitive form!

The war faction really does not want to act recklessly. If you don’t win the king, you will also cultivate a new monster. That is too bad. However, what the war faction did not think was... The exploratory faction took the initiative to take the initiative and challenged this to be the ally of the ally.

Is this just a trick?

Do not!

No!

If the ordinary drill can transform the original form, Oring will wait until the fight with Zen Zen. Before Oring became famous, countless people challenged her. After her fame, including the real entry into the Olympian era, there are still countless people who challenge the **** of arcane. Except for Zen Nine, no one can help Oring to complete the ‘primitive elementary shape’ step.

It can be said.

It’s not about killing everything, it’s impossible to change it.

Did the ghost wolf make the Emperor do their best?

No.

Did the Emperor make the best of the Emperor?

No.

Did the elephants make the best?

nor.

Of course, not a full-scale battle, can not catalyze the skills beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The tyrants of the war faction did not want to be guilty, but they did not expect to be voluntarily done. It can be seen that the **** ash is not sent to death. When Zen and Jiu Ling were playing, no one was merciless. It was a battle that both sides tried their best. Today, God Ash is doing his best.

Because, it also wants to improve itself by fighting the Emperor.

"Hundreds of smelters, what is God's ash good at?"

"Spell."

"What spell?"

"All spells." The original fire Bailian said affirmatively, indicating that the gods and the elephants are the opposite type. Like Kag is only a warrior who practiced fists, Shen Shi is a full-educated scholar: "There are many people in the ancient tomb 'the tomb of the gods'. There are strange people, mediocrity, and unimaginable non-human beings. The thing that God Ash does most is to talk to them."

"and then?"

"No, then, just talk. God Grey will occasionally spread the feelings of some wizards, pass them on to the descendants of the dead, or the clan, or let everyone know. So the scholars of the tombs of the gods are willing to communicate with them. Even the tomb of the gods is a small library that records the brainchild of countless dead."

When I heard this sentence, the students finally changed color.

The **** ash is far different from the elephant.

It is more profound.

In the world of Masters, knowledge is a power. Feeling, God gray is at least one higher... No, two levels.

At this moment.

The separation power of the gods on the stage and the separation power of Tang Shidao are on.

Each side.

Everyone knows that these two forces represent the gods and the emperor. Today, in the First World War, both sides must have a step forward. In other words, whether the gods can stand in the first row, whether the emperor is qualified to stand in the first row, just look at the results of this war. Although the gods are not enemies, it is also an ally that will never be merciless.

Sometimes, this kind of opponent is even more terrible... the enemy's disadvantage may be retreating, and such a person will never back down.

The war will start.

At this moment, the white beauty is also slightly nervous. She now understands that the words of God's ashes are not spoken to myself, but to the great life. Or, this is the big death technique that says to big life. Because of this, Baimei people can understand: this person will not be merciful! In its mind, it is the respect for life and death that goes all out.

On the stage.

The power of each of them represents different forms. The darkness of the gods was covered with black mist, a kind of black fog that could not tell the truth. That feeling, the entire space around it has entered a certain pattern, similar to the pattern of death. At the same time, there is a spell book around Tang Shidao's power shadow. In the rumor, there are countless mantras on this ‘book’.

Like a fountain, it is like a fireworks.

Numerous mantras are like a wind and sand, and they are guided by a rotating force, which quickly forms a glowing vortex.

this moment.

People subconsciously glanced at the sky.

Spell vortex!

The unique scene outside the sky on the other side of the source, the scene that all the strong are used to. Today, it appears on one person. I have to say that this scene is a bit stinging. Everyone stayed on the other side of the source for so long, and there were very few dare to start with the magic whirlpool. Even if the emperor is imitating, this kind of 'progress' is not too fast.

"Interesting." God waved a hand and a black lightning shot at Tang Shidao.

As everyone guessed.

Lightning failed to hit. When entering the spell vortex, the lightning suddenly dissipated on its own and became a spell. Feeling that this black lightning is like a drop of water into a whirlpool, and it turns into a part of the magic whirlpool. Seeing this scene, the gods and the spectators are all surprised... This is not an imitation, this is the magic whirlpool.

The sky on the other side of the source, the magic vortex has the same effect: disintegrate all spells, make it a spell, and let the attack power become part of it.

this moment.

The scene is dead again.

The students of Xuegong looked at the original fire, and their eyes seemed to be asking: God Ash is good at all spells, but it knows how to use more, right?

The original fire smelt is also awe.

God Ash is good at all spells that are well known to everyone. However, at this moment, his good attaining lost its effect. In the face of a perfectly copied spell vortex, more spell attacks are sent. Just like using water droplets to attack the ocean, it is impossible to take effect.

at this time.

It’s just this change, and everyone’s level of the Emperor is once again elevated.

"You can use the equipment to deal with it."

"Ok."

The strong players on the scene are too familiar with the magic vortex. Everyone outside the stars sees them every day, and everybody knows how to deal with them.

but.

God gray gently reached out: "The spell is dead."

in a blink.

The whirlpool of the spells around Tang Shidao is slowly gray and black, slowly disintegrating, slowly disappearing, such as gray smoke dispersed in the air. Everyone in the audience heard the thunder and thunder, not the effect in front of the eyes, but the words of God's ashes.

Spells are dead?

What does it mean? Is this the opposite of the 'magic activation' that everyone is trying to practice? Is it true that when everyone studies the activation of spells, has the Expedition already begun to study spells that have died? Has God Ash been done, can you kill the activation spell like the Scarecrow?

Do not.

It should not be.

God's ash breaks the magic whirlpool, it should kill ‘normal spells’ and fail to kill ‘activate spells’. If he can do it, he is standing in the first row. On the other side of the source, confident people can not be humbly, especially the stage of the battle of the palace. It is very likely that it stands out and the warrior is trying to improve himself and make himself go further.

"It's amazing." Tang Shidao sighed softly.

"The book of Wanfa is more than that?" God Grey is not proud, just like doing a small matter that is not important.

"There is still something to order."

"Then we will continue." God Gray waved again, calm and indescribable

Honestly.

This kind of battle is beyond the imagination of many people. There are no big explosions, no light distortions, no space confusion, and all the magical powers and powers of imagination do not exist. Calm and calm, as if two people were talking, God Ash and Tang Shidao turned the battle into a chess game. However, everyone knows that if any one of these two people moves the piece slightly, others will be unable to bear the damage.

The battle level of the two has been much higher than others.

but.

They still feel inadequate.

When God gray waved, Tang Shidao’s body trembled. Death is coming, and the uncompromising death ends the life path of Tang Shidao. The separation of the power of Tang Shidao is cracked, like a petrified life, and then into a broken state. Just after the breath, the shadow of power stopped cracking, the cracks spilled, and a spell spell popped up.

"You are not dead?" God Gray was a little surprised and slightly excited.

The contest was suspended on the stage.

The gods under the stage looked at Tang Shidao and seemed to be looking for an answer. At this time, other people are equally strange. It was just a blow of God's ashes. It didn't matter that it was all-powerful. Those killed by God's Ash must have died, unless they were not hit.

"Dead." Tang Shidao sighed softly and his expression was serious.

"Why is your separation power still alive?" The ash is calm, like saying: I obviously hit your car, why is it still there?

"I just lost a spell, fireball, and now I don't understand fireball." Tang Shidao gestured the power to show the effect, and said: "I just couldn't stand it. Fortunately, I am practicing yin and yang. At the time of the romance, there was a spell: a spell for a substitute."

"In order to study the activation of the spell?" God knows as soon as he hears it.

"Yes. In order to practice the activation of the spell, I have derived a spell substitute for the yin and yang. Its role has not reached activation, but only a limited time. Just now, when you used the spell to die, I expected the second. effect."

"Spell for death?"

"Correct."

"The Wizards." God gray tempered, but also smiled: "I was only broken by a trick, in the blink of an eye, I thought of another kind of derivation on the edge of death. This time... less than ten breaths. If someone used to Say: Whoever derives a spell without using it, I definitely don't believe it. Now, I actually saw it with my own eyes."

"Not all of my credit." Tang Shidao did not mention the eyes of omniscience... that is his true knowledge base.

"It doesn't matter. It's talent that is good at all, and it's your own ability. But, if you kill a spell, how long can you not wait?" Shen Ash raised his hand again, ready to start again. But this time it did not immediately start, because this is not desperate, this is a battle over all battles.

The spells and fists are too backward.

This is the battle that it really looks forward to.

"Well, sorry, I can't make you a 'death' spell every time you wave. In the book of Wanfa, I'm not just simulating a 'spell vortex'. This is the second... the Austrian energy tide." Tang Shidao Signaling, the power shadow opens his hands.

at this time.

Everyone senses the fluctuation of energy, the separation of the other side of the source, the magical energy is like a surge.

However, this is not a high tide.

This is a low tide.

Only ten breaths are not available, and everyone feels that the magic energy is 'falling off', probably to a level of mana within 100 points. Moreover, everyone knows that this is not what the Emperor did, but the other side of the source of the Emperor's connection, so that the other side of the source suppressed everyone. Of course, this effect also includes the emperor himself, and everyone has entered the ebb tide of the 'Olympic tide'.

. . . m.