From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle Chapter 647

Although he had tried his best and burned all his spirit, the result still made him feel desperate. Now there are only 8 elemental imprints on the ground shining with light full of magic power.

As for the fifteen mages in the enchantment, the magic power around them also began to slacken and collapse. In the end, only nine element marks could be lit.

But the problem is, there are ten magic imprints of this composite elemental enchantment, that is to say, as long as all ten magic imprints are lit, this composite elemental enchantment will be fully activated and exert its power. According to the calculation of the unfathomable young man beside him, as long as ten magic marks can be activated, even the sanctuary can be killed.

But on the contrary, if there is a mark that is not lit, then the end result is that no one can be killed. Falcao's face showed bitterness. Could it be that the demise of the Kunier family is really a matter of fate?

Just when the old man was a little dejected and desperate, a palm suddenly touched his vest, and then a cold and chilling magic power came from the palm and quickly poured into his body.

Falcao's whole body was shocked, showing a terrified expression. The sudden palm was too strange, and the magic power that invaded his body was too cold, as if being stared at by a devil from the abyss. I couldn't help but shuddered.

But immediately the old man showed a surprised expression. Just now, because of the rapid decline in his physical and mental strength, the earth element in his body has begun to get rid of his control, and unconsciously began to rampage in his body, even countercurrent, which made the old man exhausted to the limit His body was severely injured again.

If nothing else happened, his body would be destroyed by the earth element and die before his mental power completely disappeared.

However, the moment the cold magic power invaded his body, the uncontrollable earth element in his body shrank itself as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

However, this force obviously did not intend to let these earth elements go just like this. As he swam slowly, all the earth elements were actually driven into the old man's two arms like a flock of sheep being chased by a shepherd dog, and then With the gradual gathering of yin and cold power, those earth elements unwillingly flowed into the nodes from Falcao's palm, and finally became the purest energy of the element barrier, which was continuously sucked into the magic imprint.

It wasn't until this moment that the old man breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and opened his mouth to show an ugly smile. He was about to say something, but suddenly, he saw a pair of cold and strange purple pupils. The weird hexagon, spinning rapidly, is indifferent and ruthless, without any human feelings at all, and more like a **** looking down on others, which makes people feel dreadful.

Just looking into these eyes for a few seconds, Falcao seemed to see a sea surface that was calm on the surface but was actually turbulent and chaotic.

"Old man, what are you looking at?"

A faint voice came over.

Falcao shuddered all over his body, then turned around, smiled weakly and said:

"It turned out to be Elder Ling Fei, thanks to you."

Ling Fei nodded noncommittally:

"Okay, you go out, and leave the rest to me."

Falcao nodded, just raised his legs, he couldn't help smiling bitterly:

"To tell you the truth, Elder, I don't have any strength in my whole body now, don't tell me, it's hard to move my fingers."

Ling Fei couldn't help but smile on his cold face, and then said:

"Then I'll see you off."

Then, amidst a scream, a black figure was thrown out of the platform by a person like a rag bag. Accompanied by screams of panic, it accurately landed in the arms of a strong guard...

Falcao was stunned for a long time. The guards thought that the old man was seriously injured, and just wanted to help him, but unexpectedly, the old man suddenly jumped up and shouted at the control platform:

"Damn boy, don't you know what it means to respect the old and love the young? What if the old man broke his bones? Huh, it's up to you, and you still want to pick on my students. Dreaming, I tell you, as long as I'm old Falcao is here, don't even try to touch Missy's hand, ouch, my legs are weak, my legs are weak, come and help me..."

Pharaoh stretched out his arm, but no one came up to help him. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was a bit strange. He glanced back and found that the guards around him all lowered their heads and supported him. With a smiling face, he made a few hisses from time to time.

The old man was startled, and secretly yelled that it was not good, so he pretended to cough twice, and said in a different tone:

"Ahem~www.mtlnovel.com~Come and help me, old man, I'm getting old, and I can't stand it anymore, but it's a bit reckless to say that our Elder Ling Fei is young and promising, if we rely on him in the future It takes a lot of experience to assist the Patriarch."

As he spoke, he turned around naturally, and saw Mo Ni looking at him with a half-smile.

"Hehe, miss, you are here too."

As if seeing Moni just now, Falcao showed a surprised expression, then bowed and said.

Mo Ni smiled, and took two steps closer. When she saw the old man's pale face and slightly trembling legs, her heart softened, and she finally swallowed the scolding words, but seeing her, the first teacher, using those pair of hands from time to time When her small eyes peeked at her face, she couldn't help comforting her again.

"Teacher, you were too reckless this time, and you actually burned your mental power. Do you know what the result is?"

In order to prevent the old man from being stupid again, Mo Ni still planned to give a verbal warning.

Falcao curled his lips, rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, miss, old man, I'm already my age. I don't know how to burn the soul, so I can only burn the spiritual power. Don't worry." Said, once this mental power is burned, the control of magic power has been improved several levels, and it also allows me to enjoy the control that can only be felt by a great magician. man."

As he said that, the old man beat his back deliberately, as if he was really powerless.

Monique would not be fooled by the old man's clumsy performance, she said angrily:

"But why do I feel that teacher, you are still strong and vigorous, you can see from the burst of yelling and scolding, you are still full of confidence."

Chapter end