Magic Chef of Ice and Fire

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Five days have passed, not only the sacred knife feels a lot lighter, but even the footsteps are lighter. The most valuable thing is the progress of magic power, practicing in the limit state, as Galamandis said, the mental power And the improvement of magic power has great benefits. Now, the volume of magical power that has been condensed at the chest has been reduced. It feels more solid, and it seems to have entered the realm of the magician. It's just not sure.

Fifteen days after leaving the cave, Ian Bing resisted the holy knives, and the body was behind the Galamandis. I was puzzled. "The great Galamandis, after half a month, how do I I feel that we should have gone out before we are right. Why can't we walk out of the mountains?" The fifteen days of painful training made the original handsome ice become like a savage, and the beard on his face covered the handsome face, golden. The long hair is tangled together, but the muscles on his body are much stronger than before. The dirty dirt hides the skin underneath. The biggest change is his deep eyes, like the stars at night. In general, it sparkles with brilliance. The visual acuity has increased dramatically, making the whole world more clear. After fifteen days of tempering, the sacred knife can no longer be his burden, although it is still not up to the point of perfection. But at least the weight is no longer a threat.

Of course, Galamandis said: "Of course I can’t go out because we have been circling."

I read the ice and looked at him with a stunned voice. "Walk around? You are sick and sick! No, no, great Galamantis, I mean, are you not in a hurry to go out for food?"

The chill in the eyes of Galamandis faded, and he said indifferently: "The so-called good deeds must be sharpened first. You will be better trained, and you will be saved to shame. For another half a month, we will leave. Here. But, from now on, the way we walk will change. You can take a break after three hours. Well, this is too unfair to you, you are too hard, I decided to put three When the hour is changed to an hour, what do you think? In this case, you will not say that I am not kind." As he said, there was a hint of smirk at the corner of his mouth.

I read the ice and blinked. "I didn't get it wrong. It's three hours to change an hour. It's not like your style!"

Galamandis gently waved the branches in his hand and said: "Of course you have not heard the mistake, but I have to add that you can choose any way forward in this hour." As he said, he suddenly fluttered. The palm of the hand is swaying to the ice, and the triggering magic scroll on the ice has already been consumed. At this time, there is no thing to resist the Galamaxis dragon claws. The hot air flow spreads all over the body instantly. The huge gate of the fan cut off the connection between himself and the mana. However, he had already been eccentric about the action of Galamdis, but he looked at him with confusion and waited for him to speak.

Galamandis smiled and said: "You can move on. Remember, it is an hour, but this time, I will take care of you behind you." The branches are lightly dancing, and the ice has not yet reacted. There is already a trace on the body. The intense pain accompanied by the burning feeling can not help but make him jump. "What are you doing?"

Galamandis looked at him with a bad intention and said: "What do you do, I just help you exercise your body. You don't want to make more progress in magic. You have to do this second half of your physical exercise. Come on, stinky boy, you have the ability to avoid my attack. Of course, you can also use the sacred knife to resist, but you have to stop it. You can't go, look at the whip..."

What I enjoy in the ice is the life of inhuman beings. One hour is under the spur of the fire dragon King Galamandis. There is almost no place in his body that is complete. Fortunately, Galamandis is still a lover, for him. The key parts of the game are not poisoned. The sudden change of form makes the ice very uncomfortable. Fortunately, there is something stinking that can be eaten to restore strength. At the end of an hour, Galamantis will give him this food first, and then apply it to him. The magic seal is released, let him heal the wound himself, and after the treatment, you can have an hour of meditation.

People's patience is limited. Even the ice that is forbearing and humiliating for survival is no exception. On the third day of being spurred, Nian Bing finally can't stand it anymore. "Mom, Galamantis, you." The bastard, you hit me again, I will fight with you." Waving the screaming knife in his hand, can't use the magic of the ice eye to spurt out the fire. The intense pain that came from his body made his spirits almost collapse.

Galamandis had a wave of branches and a slamming sound, and there was a red mark on the ice. "I smoked you, how? You still want to resist."

The eyes of the ice are red, and the 20-day ill has finally brought his patience to the brink of collapse. There is a blank in his mind. He only wants to tear the dragon king in front of him into pieces. The whole body is like a whirlwind. Usually rushed to Galamdis, the weight of the 128-pound sacred knife is as flexible as the morning dew in his hand.

The disdain in the eyes of Galamandis suddenly became a surprise, because he found that the ice in front of him changed. Although he did not have vindictiveness, the sacred knife at this time turned into a golden color on his hand. The light group, even with the eyesight of Galamandis, can't see any law from this golden light group. Every knife is like an antelope hanging angle. It is impossible to find it. But each of these knives contains the heavens and the earth. In general, it is no longer the scope of the knife. In the vagueness, Galamandis actually saw the dragon-shaped airflow from the golden light group. The dragon-shaped airflow composed of light elements is nothing but the work of God. Shengyao knife has already arrived in front of him, and Galamandis was surprised to find that he could not only dodge, but he did not even know how to block it. Although he lived for tens of thousands of years, he was the first time he saw it. In desperation, the red-hot temperament came out, forming a circle of flame-like protective layer around his body. Since he could not dodge or block, he only had the advantage of vindictiveness. Although the fire dragon king’s vindictiveness was not golden. But definitely not worse than the **** of the gods.

The knife shadow suddenly changed, and the holy knives disappeared in an instant. There were only nine angry golden dragons in the air. The golden dragons either slammed, or rushed, or spit, each with a different form toward Galamantis. The most irritating thing is that the golden knives and knives came out directly through the knife. It was an invincible atmosphere that made Galamantis feel the horror of the atmosphere. He suddenly understood that although he was not vindictive, he touched the soul of the knife at this moment. The sacred knife seemed to be held in his hands by his master, and the golden knife was not vindictive. But it is the combination of the light element and the soul of the knife itself. Its power is strong and will never be under vindictiveness.

The intensive rubbing sound continued to sound, and Galamandis did not know how many knives were cut on his defensive hood. He could only feel the unusually faint light element rushing into the air, although this did not hurt himself. However, the breath of this light element is filled with the idea of ​​going forward. If it is not the energy shock and the difference between their own fighting, the breath is enough to hit yourself. Coughing, the red light suddenly swelled, and the body of the ice rushed out, with the Shengyao knife falling heavily outside the three feet. Although he was stunned, his hand still firmly held the holy knives, and the round sacred stone radiated a golden glow to the body of the ice, although it looked like it fell. Very heavy, but he was not injured.

I read the ice and climbed up from the ground, but did not attack Galamantis again. I was surprised to see the screaming knife in my hand. I didn’t know what to do for a while. The sacred knife was golden, and it was transparent. The feeling is like letting the ice see the dawn, he knows what he has done, and the dragon dances, yes, the one he used to perform with the holy knives is the dragon dance method! If you change to a ghost carving, you can easily control the ice, but the one that he has just handed in is a sacred knife that weighs 128 pounds! The four-foot long knife actually shows the knife-knife of the carving knife. What is the concept? The flexibility and coordination of the body alone is far from unmatched. In the moment when the dragon dance is performed, the body and the knife are completely combined. Together, there is no difference between each other. The natural knives on the sacred knives are composed entirely of pure light elements. Now that the magic is sealed, what mobilizes the scent of the sacred knife? It is determination, my own determination to go forward! It is worthy of being a peerless sword with the sacred division of the mainland for more than 70 years, the sacred glory, now you finally fully recognize me.

Seeing the gaze of the blade is full of emotions, and there is a layer of misty fog in the eyes of the ice. This priest's sword has its new master after a thousand years.

"Good knife method, what is the name of the knife method?" The voice of Galamandis came.

I meditate on the ice: "Dragon dances. It is the knife that my first teacher taught me. You may not believe it. It is used in cooking. It is a culinary skill." From five aspects, it is color, fragrance, taste, meaning, shape. And the dragon dance method is the peak of the shape. Galamantis, thank you, if not your persecution, I It is absolutely impossible to display the dragon dance with the holy light."

"Thank you? You don't have to, don't you have to cook more food for me in the future. I don't have any good intentions. You hate me. But it seems not easy to revenge." The voice of Galamandis contains There is arrogance and a bit of humor. I read the ice and looked up at him. The two met with each other and could not help laughing.

I read the ice on the branch of Galamantis. "Do you want to continue?"

Galamandis shook his head and said: "Nothing is necessary, unless I use the absolute advantage of vindictiveness, otherwise I can no longer hit you with speed. Your body training can be terminated early. Later If you are a magician, this kind of physical condition is enough, we should leave here."

Nianbing stood up and just wanted to say something. Galamandis raised his hand to him, and he entered the holy knives with a golden light. The golden light shone from the blade to the body of the ice, wrapped in golden light. The wound on his body healed quickly. Garamandis’s hand was not put down, but the golden light on his hand turned white, and a white six-pointed star was drawn in a lightning bolt, muttering a spell, his magical power is like infinite, nine-order The magic gradually formed. The white light expands in the diffuse, enveloping the body of Galamantis, and enveloping the body of the ice, the white light instant method, the white six-pointed star turned into silver, completely covering their position. The light suddenly converges, and the last thing that disappears in the air is a silver spot.

The strange feeling makes the ice seem to be like another world, and the foot is shocked. When everything is clear again, he finds that the surrounding mountains have disappeared, and the biting cold has invaded him, and he is clever. The cold winter did not make him feel too much discomfort.

In front of it is a river, a wide river, I don't know where to go. The river has already condensed into ice because of the cold winter. From the warm spring valley to the glacial ice, the huge difference still makes the ice have Many do not adapt. When he just wanted to control Galamantis to return to the space ring and take out the warm clothing from it, a huge fireball suddenly flew out from behind.

The same fireball, used from the hands of the fire dragon King Galamandis, is absolutely incomparable. The fireball screams with a piercing roar, and the bang is slamming, the ice on the river splashes, in the hot air Under the influence of the river, the river under the ice rushed out like a fountain, and even brought out a few fish that were cooked instantly.

A strong force came from the hips, and the ice once again experienced the feeling of drifting into the clouds. He danced across the distance of dozens of feet, and there was no time for any action. The body had already slammed into the river. Galla Mandis's powerful fireball technique allowed the river to boil, but the river was flowing and always moving. When the ice was falling, the cold and chilly river suddenly made him squat, and the river's powerful impact belt His body went in the direction of the downstream.

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