Versatile Mage: Ten Thousand Fires Surrender

Chapter 163 I got up, one move in seconds

As the scorching aura emanated from Ling Xiuyuan's body, the plants clinging to the surface of the building all began to stir crazily.

I don't know if the pseudo-terrorist felt it, the aura that locked itself, or because of a natural sense of crisis, it no longer pretended to be a harmless plant, and took the initiative to expose its real body.

At this time, Mo Fan and the others did not have time to leave far in the future. When they heard the movement and looked back, they were all shocked and speechless.

I saw that on the second floor of the municipal building, countless bare branches intertwined and intertwined with each other, and a head that seemed to be made of dead wood protruded from it.

This head, which seems to be made of dead branches and tree stumps, is so hideous and terrifying that it makes one's hair stand on end at first glance.

Its throat, and several thick vines, connected to its throat, penetrated into the depths of the building, and saw the vines wriggling continuously, as if they were transporting something into the skull.

After the head poked out, a pair of black eyes stared fixedly at this side, and a big black mouth opened, roaring silently towards this side.

In the eyes of everyone, this grotesque scene is like a silent horror pantomime, with a bit of eerie meaning.

However, this scene fell in Ling Xiuyuan's eyes, he just felt that this pseudo-terrorist was dying.

After all, a warrior in the advanced stage is still a botanical monster, and he has restrained him in every aspect, so can he turn the world upside down?
The star map under his feet disappeared in a flash, and he jumped high into the air, a dark red flame ignited in his hand.

When he jumped to the highest point, he was right in front of the pseudo-terrorist's head, facing the pseudo-terrorist's eyes, with a giant dragon made of flames wrapped around his arm.

At this moment, he swung his arm and punched, and the fire dragon on his arm whizzed out, and the sound made by the fire dragon flying was like dragon chant.

Volcanic Stone Flame · Fierce Fist · Flame Dragon
If you want to talk about the difference between the fifth-level flame dragon of the fire system and the fourth-level nine dragons, it is that this huge flame dragon is a transformation of the nine flame dragons, ninety-nine into one.

This Yanlong inherited the direct attack method of the nine dragons, but because it combined the energy of the nine dragons into one, its power was increased by more than 01:30 points.

In addition, Ling Xiuyuan also used the strange fire, the power of this move is completely comparable to that of high-level magic, and it does not have the disadvantage of the power dispersion of high-level magic.

The huge flame dragon soared into the sky, roared towards the huge head of the false terror demon, and passed through it directly.

At this moment, those restless plants clinging to the surface of the building suddenly stopped moving, as if they were completely dead.

And when Ling Xiuyuan fell to the ground, a dark green light spot also appeared at the place where the head of the pseudo-terrorist demon was originally located, and it floated over after Ling Xiuyuan closely.

This time Ling Xiuyuan was lucky, the Pseudo Terror Demon exploded a soul essence for him.

And the appearance of this soul spirit also made Ling Xiuyuan sure that this pseudo-terrorist was dead beyond death.

This pseudo-horror demon has reached the advanced stage of a warrior, and coupled with its unique characteristics of a plant-type monster, it can even wipe out a mage team composed of middle-level mages by itself.

But it was such a troublesome monster, and Ling Xiuyuan killed it with just one move, without even a scream. This scene fell in the eyes of other people, which is not surprising.

"Just... just this second? This monster doesn't just look stronger!" Mo Fan said suspiciously.

"You can't say that!" Bai Tingting walked to Mo Fan's side and explained to him softly.

"Pseudo-horror monsters are of higher bloodlines among the plant-type monsters, and they are extremely difficult to deal with when they are adults. If they are equipped with ordinary mage teams, there is nothing they can do about it."

"But because this kind of monster is relatively rare, and because they are more afraid of light, they are mostly found in dark places."

"This municipal building is simply the monster's natural habitat. It hides and grows in this building, which can block the sunlight, and there will also be unsuspecting fresh living creatures coming to die."

"You must not underestimate it. This kind of monster is different from other plant-type monsters. Ordinary flames can't even have a particularly strong restraint effect on it. Only light-type monsters can cause greater damage to it."

"Like the one in front of us, it has probably reached the advanced stage of the warrior. Even if all the students from the two schools of the Imperial Capital Pearl are present, if Ling Xiuyuan doesn't make a move, even if we use all our strength, it will be difficult to kill this one. Pseudo-terrorist."

"This is just a direct confrontation. If you walk into the municipal building without knowing it, you may even be wiped out!"

"This monster is so powerful!" Mo Fan suddenly realized, looking at the original location of the head of the pseudo-terrorist, he said in amazement.

Zhao Manyan also came over from the side.

"Now you know how awesome Lao Ling was just now, what people use is called magic!"

"It's also fire-type. Compared with others, what you use... is at most a small flame!"

"Fuck off, talk like you can get any better..." Mo Fan said angrily.

Zhao Manyan said with a playful smile: "I'm a defense mage, why do I have nothing to do with Lao Ling? It's different, you and Lao Ling are both destruction mages, so they will naturally be brought out for comparison. "

"Damn!" Mo Fan was depressed, because he felt that what Zhao Manyan said seemed to make sense.

Ling Xiuyuan rolled his eyes as he listened to it. Zhao Manyan had dragged Mo Fan in. Who would be free to compare mid-level mages with high-level mages?
Ignoring the farce over there, he turned around and walked towards the somewhat dilapidated city hall after the death of the pseudo-terrorist.

And his move also attracted the attention of others.

Seeing Ling Xiuyuan walking towards the municipal building, his spirit tensed up. Could there be some crisis lurking there that they hadn't discovered?

"What's the matter, is there any other danger?" Song Xia asked with a look of guard.

"No." Ling Xiuyuan replied with a relaxed expression. Seeing that everyone was on guard, he realized that these people might have misunderstood.

"Relax, this is the territory of that false terror demon. After killing it, there is almost no danger in this area."

"I want to go there, mainly to take away the spoils that belong to me."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Mù Nujiao who was at the side.

"Oh, by the way, Mù Nujiao, can you come over here, I might need a little favor from you!"

"Me?" Mù Nujiao pointed at herself in doubt.

"Yes, you are really the only one who can help me with this favor."

Hearing Ling Xiuyuan's answer, Mù Nujiao walked towards Ling Xiuyuan with some hesitation, not because she was worried that Ling Xiuyuan would harm her. If a high-level mage wanted to harm her, it would be useless for her to resist.

She was just a little surprised, what kind of problem could stump Ling Xiuyuan and cause him to bluntly say that he needed her help.

Seeing Mù Nujiao walking towards him, Ling Xiuyuan turned his head and said to the others: "This time, the two of us can just go in. If there is any danger in it, it will be convenient for me to take care of it. You can rest outside for a while, and we will take care of it together." will come out."

After speaking, he took Mù Nujiao and walked towards the municipal building.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, and then they were a little curious about what the spoils Ling Xiuyuan was talking about, but since Ling Xiuyuan had told them to wait outside, it was not easy for them to follow up directly.

After Ling Xiuyuan and Mù Nujiao left, Zhao Manyan leaned close to Mo Fan's ear and whispered, "Mo Fan, do you think that Lao Ling really needs help with something, or just wants to use this excuse to be alone with Mù Nujiao? "

Mo Fan held his chin with his right hand and pretended to think.

Immediately afterwards, he said solemnly: "With Lao Ling's cultivation, what can Mù Nujiao, a mid-level mage, do to help him? So it must be the latter. He deliberately created opportunities to be alone with Mù Nujiao!"

"Hey hey hey... Heroes see the same thing!" Zhao Manyan said with a wicked smile.

Mo Fan glanced at his chest quietly, feeling the slight tremor of the pendant on his chest, raised his head and looked at the municipal building in surprise, and added with some uncertainty: "However, it is not ruled out that Lao Ling really found out What a baby possibility."

"Huh?" Zhao Manyan asked curiously: "Why, did you find anything?"

"I guess there is..." Mo Fan said somewhat ambiguously.

After that, no matter how Zhao Manyan asked, he didn't mean to answer, but changed the topic.

"Let's not talk about this, you said that after these two people went in, they didn't want to find a secluded place..."

After a while, the two showed wretched smiles and chatted eagerly.

Zheng Bingxiao originally planned to join them, but when he saw the wretched expressions of the two, and the cold gazes cast by the girls like Mu Ningxue, he silently took back his steps.

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After Ling Xiuyuan walked into the municipal building, he looked around the environment inside the building.

He came in this time to look for the seed of the pseudo-terrorist, but how to find the exact location of the seed made him feel a little difficult.

"Fortunately, Mù Nujiao stayed, otherwise it would be quite troublesome to find this seed."

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Mù Nujiao who was standing beside him.

Sensing Ling Xiuyuan's gaze like her, Mù Nujiao turned her head to look back, and asked curiously: "You called me over, why do you need me to help you?"

Hearing Mù Nujiao's question, Ling Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment before replying: "The pseudo-terrorist should have left a seed underground here, but I don't have any way to detect it. I can ask you to come."

I didn't pay much attention when I was in the wild, but after being alone in such a relatively closed space and being so close to each other, Ling Xiuyuan realized that Mù Nujiao's clothes were designed to be too tight.

Although I understand in my heart that this is for the convenience of outdoor activities, but from such a short distance, such a first glance...well... it is easier to make people have a primitive impulse!

Hearing the term "Seed of False Terror Demon", Mù Nujiao suddenly realized and nodded.

At the same time, she was still a little annoyed. She should have thought of this just now. The seeds of pseudo-horror demons are generally only useful to two kinds of people, one is summoning mages, and the other is only used by plant mages like her. Should have thought of this earlier!

"Is it the seed of the pseudo-terrorist demon? Let me try."

After finishing speaking, Mù Nujiao's eyes glowed with emerald green light, as if she had already mobilized the magic energy of the plant department, and began to check the location of the seed.

After a while, the emerald green light in Mù Nu's charming eyes slowly dissipated, and she stretched out her finger to the left.

"If my induction is correct, the seed should be in that direction."

Ling Xiuyuan glanced in the direction of her finger and found that it was a side hall.

He nodded and said, "Over there, let's go together."

After receiving Mù Nujiao's affirmative answer, Ling Xiuyuan took the lead and led Mù Nujiao towards that direction.

Before taking two steps, Ling Xiuyuan suddenly said: "It's not very useful for me to take that seed. At most, it will be put in the auction house, or I can sell this seed to you!"

"En?" Mù Nujiao let out a nasal sound with some doubts.

"What's the matter, don't you want it?" Ling Xiuyuan turned around and looked at her with some amusement.

"Isn't this a very precious resource for your botanical mages?"

"I remember that there are some special plant species, which can also be synthesized from the seeds of plant-type monsters such as pseudo-terrorists, plus some other materials."

"How about it? This is a good opportunity to strengthen your plant-type combat power. After passing this village, there will be no such shop!"

"If your money is tight, I can also keep this seed for you for the time being."

Mù Nujiao nodded quickly.

"Yes, I want it!"

Then, she hesitated again.

"But...don't you contract it?"

"The bloodline of the pseudo-horror demon is already relatively high among the plant-type monsters."

Ling Xiuyuan curled his lips, and said with a look of disdain: "I don't like it!"

"You underestimate me too much. I think a monster of this bloodline is a waste of my contract position."

"Besides, although plant-type monsters are not bad in combat power, they are definitely not the first choice for summoning-type mages just because they cannot move."

"I have high requirements for contracted beasts. Even if it is a contracted beast cub of the monarch's bloodline, I have to see how well it fits with me before I consider whether to make a contract."

Mù Nujiao rolled her pretty eyes at him when she heard the words.

"Master Ling, your requirements are quite high..."

"Give back a demon cub of monarch-level blood, do you know how precious a demon cub of monarch-level blood is? Even if those magic families try their best, they may not be able to find a demon cub of this level!"

"Hehehe... Don't worry, you will definitely see it in the future!" Ling Xiuyuan said with a smile.

Not long after he finished saying this sentence, Ling Xiuyuan suddenly stopped, and Mù Nujiao, who was walking behind, was caught off guard and bumped into his back.

Mù Nujiao bumped into Ling Xiuyuan's back unexpectedly, and was about to complain to Ling Xiuyuan, but after seeing Ling Xiuyuan's weird expression, the complaint that had already reached her lips turned into: "What's wrong?"

Ling Xiuyuan didn't answer, but looked at the ceiling obliquely behind him with some surprise, and muttered: "This fake horror demon has been dead for so long, why did he come here? I thought he wouldn't come..."

After finishing speaking, without further ado, he grabbed Mù Nujiao's wrist and walked quickly outside.

(End of this chapter)