Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

A little monarch died in front of him like this. He lifted Feng Chun from the ground. Bai Mo didn't know what price he paid and whether he shouldn't have made that suggestion.

"Teleportation!"

With a teleport to avoid the siege of a Bronze Yashanman, Bai Mo took the unconscious Feng Chun to the body of the Monarch Mountain Man. The bracelet was cleared, and a monarch-level remnant soul was absorbed.

When his strength reaches the level of the leader, even this remnant soul can still be of great use. For example, it can strengthen the strength of his beast tide summoned creatures.

The Cangqiong Blood Lion is a small leader. If you feed a leader's remnant soul, his strength will be greatly improved.

The strong wind blew, the shadows floated, and the silver light shone.

The people who were originally scattered gathered around the lost mountain king again, but some people were inevitably stained.

Bai Mo handed Feng Chun to Li Tao.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

After looking at everyone with heavy faces, he hesitated for a moment and asked: "What is the soul-breaking method?"

Jiang Hu glanced at him and then at the sky. It was almost dawn.

"Let's not talk about this for now. We need to go back quickly. It's almost dawn."

Li Tao hugged Feng Chun and looked at the mountain men surrounding them. Each group was led by three people with bronze teeth, and there were at least forty of them! Her eyes were full of sternness and she said unceremoniously:

"Let's fight back!"

Jiang Hu glared at a military commander who wanted to agree, and comforted him:

"Don't be impulsive. If you go back early, you might be able to save more."

As he spoke, he winked at the two shadow mages, and the dark realm spread again, covering up their figures.

Li Tao remained silent and allowed herself to be taken back to Fancheng.

However, the demons under the city still did not retreat, so everyone could only go back to the city to protect themselves.

Only Bai Mo and Jiang Hu were in the medical room, watching the healing mage treat Feng Chun, who was not injured.

"What is the soul-breaking method?" Bai Mo asked again.

"A secret technique of the military that improves the cultivation and magical power of the remaining stardust in a short period of time at the expense of breaking other stardust. Very few people practice and use it."

Before Jiang Hu could say anything, he heard Li Tao speak silently.

"Then him."

"He will probably be in a coma forever. Stardust is connected to the soul. Broken stardust is a broken soul. The soul is broken~"

Li Tao gently brushed Feng Chun's forehead, with a sad look on his face, "You are really good."

"Is there any way to save it?"

"Perhaps only the legendary Parthenon's resurrection magic can do it, alas!" Jiang Hu sighed.

"I will find a way." Bai Mo said guiltily.

"What does this have to do with you? You are just helping."

"The beheading plan was actually proposed by me."

Bai Mo finally told the two of them his suggestions to Feng Chun at that time.

"What kind of plan is that? It's just a suggestion. Feng himself decided to adopt it. This is his own decision."

Shaking his head, Li Tao didn't show any anger, but spoke very rationally.

Bai Mo was silent, maybe this is good, this city has its own heroes.

If every disaster requires one person to save, then the world would be too desperate.

But he asked again: "Besides Parthenon's resurrection magic, is there any other way?"

"I heard from Feng that he had a friend who used this secret technique and was later rescued by a spiritual master. However, his soul was seriously injured and his cultivation was considered useless." Li Tao said at this time.

"The Great Master of the Psychic System!" Bai Mo's eyes lit up and he immediately asked: "Is it enough to find a master of the Psychic System?"

"Well, the soul-breaking method will eventually break all the stardust, but the stardust cannot completely represent the soul. Most of his soul is still intact. Feng's soul is still in his body, so he should be able to wake up."

Li Tao glanced at him and said, "At least we need a super-level psychic mage. It's hard to hire such a big shot."

"I know a master of the psychic system, but she can't escape in Jiangcheng now. Why don't you, Sister Li, take Feng Chun to Jiangcheng to find her?"

"Really?" Hearing this, Li Tao looked over immediately, his eyes shining.

"Yes." Bai Mo nodded heavily and did not elaborate. After all, Ding Yumian's talent should not be exposed.

After understanding Feng Chun's injury, Bai Mo followed Jiang Hu to the city wall.

At this time, on the city wall, all the military mages were looking at the city wall with joyful faces.

As a big sun slowly rose from the sky, its majestic brilliance ignited the boundless thousands of miles of clouds, illuminating the groups of mountain men receding like the tide on the ground below.

These guys finally learned about the death of the monarch, and just last night, so many mountain men of the same level died tragically, so none of them had any intention of fighting anymore and kept running away in the direction they came from.

When this mountain tide of people returned to the sky and disappeared completely, a wave of surprise spread throughout the city gate that could no longer be suppressed.

No one could have imagined that these mountain men really left after fighting for a long time! They saw the magic last night, saw the flames burning through the night, and saw the mountain man as huge as a mountain!

They thought they would sleep in the night forever, but in the morning they found that the tide of mountain men did not dare to attack again.

There is nothing more exciting than this, nothing more thrilling than walking through life and death for a while.

Bai Mo watched all this silently and returned to Anjie to find Lingling.

The whole story of the mountain man's attack has been submitted, but the mountain man's matter will not settle down instantly. Those mountain men were brought by the monarch-level mountain man, and they can be said to be the tribe of the monarch-level mountain man.

Their monarch is dead, there is no guarantee that these mountain people will return to Shenlongjia honestly, and there is no guarantee that they will not wander around.

If a small town encounters them, it will be a disaster.

Therefore, although Fanchengguan was without Feng Chun's command, it was still operating in an orderly manner. Calm the people, clear the countryside, and most importantly, detect the movements of the retreating mountain people.

Also, Taihe Mountain cannot have too many mountain people.

Here, Bai Mo helped Yanguan deal with a group of mountain people from Taihe Mountain and harvested some essences. When he was about to leave, he heard Li Tao say that a group of mountain people had gone to Wai Kunyu Mountain, and his expression became a little bit... eccentric.

This feels like a coincidence.

When you come, you take the train, but when you leave, you don't need it.

Fengling is much faster than a train, integrating land and air.

"You are now about to become a reserve member of the national government."

Lingling held the e-book and said, "I estimate that when Sister Yumian takes care of those patients in Jiangcheng, you will be able to get a government ticket."

Bai Mo didn't quite understand. He only had two tickets in his hand now. He didn't even know where the third one was, so why did Lingling know about it first. So he asked puzzledly:

"What do you mean?"

"The president of the Xiangcheng Magic Association and sister Li Tao have nominated you for the national vote to the Jiangcheng Magic Association as a way of thanking you for helping them fight against the mountain people this time."