Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

I don't know who swallowed, and then there was a sound of swallowing. Everyone looked at Bai Mo with horrified eyes.

They have never seen space magic can cause so much damage!

Their second captain, Wu Xuan, only used space magic to support him. In such a domineering scene, not to mention them, even Wu Xuan was a little confused.

He just wanted Bai Mo to create a better output environment for Wendu, but he didn't expect that he would directly kill the mountain spirits around him!

Although there are still more Mountain Spirit Trees attacking nearby, they undoubtedly have a lot more space to display.

Moreover, now was the best opportunity for output. Wu Xuan looked at the fallen leaves above his head that had fallen out of his own time lag space and hit the barrier of light rebuilt by the defense mage.

Without the control of the mountain spirit, they all turned into normal falling trees.

Wu Xuan twitched his lips and turned back to practice his space system.

The battle mages in the team did not need his instructions at all. How could they let go of such a good opportunity to cast spells to kill the enemy?

Then the star map shone brightly, the torrents and ice chains flew together, and the thunderbolts and nine palaces were connected. The stone-gray brilliance spreads, turning all the trees wherever the thought reaches into rock and soil.

Bai Mo did not participate. He was very satisfied and wanted to cast two mid-level magics in succession in front of everyone's surprised eyes. This required high mental and mage control and was not easy.

So in the next battle, he played as a support and did not participate too much. The configuration of the Xuandu Hunter Group was very reasonable and there was no shortage of output.

Cutting down mountains and logging all the way, the group soon approached the center of the tall forest. There were not many trees here. Through the gaps in the forest, they could see people wearing gray clothes coming in and out.

They were carrying something, and when their eyes moved upward, everyone's expressions changed.

I saw blood-colored vines connecting each other halfway up the main trunk of the tall tree. On these vines, children and women were hung upside down on these blood-colored vines, like a swarm of ants arranging the yamen! !

They looked like hanging fishes in a fish market, with the high-altitude sun shining down on them clearly.

Some have frozen faces, some are still shouting, and some are absorbed by the vines and then grow like fruits!

It's just that the thing that formed the knot is no longer a person, but a deformed black monster like a monkey, with its eyes closed as if sleeping.

And in the center of these vines, a blood-colored cocoon that was completely wrapped in plants and was as big as a villa was slowly shrinking. The curse and ominous aura were more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

It is like a beating heart. Breeding demons from hell, with every beat, those who were hung upside down lost a bit of life, and those deformed black monsters would turn into black energy visible to the naked eye and inject into the cocoons.

"Assholes! These beasts!"

Wen Du and some hunters with upright tempers and tough personalities in the team could no longer hold back their curses, and they were all trembling with anger.

Any normal person who sees this bloody and cruel scene will not be angry and hateful.

It's just that they still retain some sense. As a commander, Wu Xuan is the one who can't be influenced by emotions.

He looked at the people who noticed their approach and rushed forward with groups of black monsters. Half of them were wearing the familiar black clothes of the Holy See, and the other half were wearing different clothes.

And there was another one standing quietly next to the big bloody cocoon, with a blue dress indicating her identity.

Just as Wu Xuan was about to issue an order, he heard a roar like a tiger's roar coming from the tall woods on the opposite side.

"Damn it, you damn Black Vatican and the Blood Tiger Hunter Group, just follow me. Don't wait for those bitches from the Xuandu Hunter Group to chirp, fuck them!!!"

"Dry!"

"Dry--!!"

"Dry------!!!"

A sound of warm-blooded shouts followed, and then countless magical lights emerged from the opposite side.

"Damn it, this guy Xue Hu is scolding me, brothers, let's do it too!"

The leader of the group also heard the shout and was a little unhappy. He also shouted and took the lead and pushed out with a surging wave of flames.

Wu Xuan also signaled his teammates to cooperate with the leader in killing the enemy. No matter whether those things on the opposite side were the Black Holy See or others, there was no need to hold back if they did such outrageous things.

The sound of magic bombing is endless, but with Wu Xuan as the super-level leader, none of the criminals can resist it.

“Fufufufu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

The gusts of wind blew across every place in sight, wrapping around Bai Mo's body. His eyes were fixed on those people who were hanging in the air. There were battle mages from the hunter group who were killing people, and they needed to be rescued right now.

That blood cocoon doesn't look simple, and there's also a man in blue there, who is obviously the leader.

"Lingling, what is that?"

Lingling also stared at the bloody vines, which were hooked between the tall forest trees, like a huge spider web.

Each section of spider silk is covered with food, and the big cocoon in the center is the spider that is devouring everything.

"This is a curse magic circle, but it seems to be combined with plant magic.

You know those deformed monsters, they are cursed beasts, but they were all absorbed by the blood cocoon. This should be a magic circle that uses a certain life to refine a more advanced cursed beast. "

"Can it be destroyed?"

Bai Mo frowned, while Ace, who was not following the group, stood aside and paid attention to their conversation, and suddenly interrupted:

"Brother Bai wants to save them alone, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

"So we want to form a team?"

Bai Mo cast his gaze on him, "That guy in blue should be a high-level guy, I can't deal with him."

"I don't have much fire magic power, but I can still use the lightning magic power, but I may not be able to beat him. And"

Ace pointed at Wendu, who had collapsed in front of the team, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Our captain hates evil the most. He will deal with that man in blue. We have to think about whether these people can be saved."

"If you have any good ideas, just cut these vines down."

The slant-eyed man who had been following the team since Bai Mo showed his strength spoke up.

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to react, he turned into a shadow and flew up against the shadow of the trunk of the tall tree.

Then, following the shadow at the bottom of the vine, a young woman who looked very haggard and hung upside down appeared.

His figure emerged from the shadows, standing steadily on the blood vine as thick as his wrist. He squatted down, condensed a blade of darkness in his hand, and looked at the connection between the woman and the vine.

Smaller blood buds, like iron wires, were seen entangled in the flesh of the woman's ankles, like the mouthparts of an insect, nailed into her legs. The dark red strands had soaked half of her legs.

The slant-eyed man swung the dagger in his hand and slashed at the roots of the thin vines, but suddenly felt a pain in his leg and turned his head to look.

Two blood-colored flowers grew out of nowhere and wrapped directly around his ankles, their petals digging into his flesh.