Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Bai Mo glanced over here and saw that Han Ji and others were all pale, and the aura on Mo Fan was getting weaker and weaker. He knew that he could not delay it any longer. What he needed now was to retreat from the corpse of the mountain and let Ding Yumian take charge of the armor as soon as possible. .

"Tuzhu, you go deal with the tyrant Guixin."

After giving the order, Bai Mo watched the turtle jump across 500 meters and fall directly towards the ghost tyrant who kept colliding with Mo Fan.

In the sea of ​​​​spirits, the music system is also connected by the divine light. He feels various melodies ringing in the spiritual world. Bai Mo thinks of the information he saw when searching for music magic. There is a genius who has developed a soul charm that can restore magic energy. song.

The music system touches the soul and is unfathomable!

As the vast spiritual world was filled with musical notes, Bai Mo seemed to really hear the voices of all the souls in the world and feel the plucked tunes.

"The Sanskrit that awakens the world!"

The four words were softly spat out in white ink, but they resounded through the clouds and reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield in the ancient capital. It sounded like the buzzing of an ancient bell, long and far away and shocking! !

Such a majestic and huge sound enveloped everyone, but no one was dizzy by the strong sound waves, and they couldn't even feel the impact of the huge sound waves.

Some are as comfortable as hearing the gentle whisper of the Mother Goddess, humming a soft tune in a low voice, a tune that is like the sound of nature and makes people relax subconsciously.

The whole spirit and soul seemed to be purified by the water of Tianshan Mountain, and seemed to be baptized by the clean morning light. All the fear, worry, helplessness, despair and other dark emotions accumulated in this short day were all gone. They all melt like the white snow in spring in this heavenly sound of Sanskrit music!

Whether it is Han Ji and others who are fighting on the front line, a few super mages who are seizing the time to restore their magic energy in the bell tower, or Leng Qing, who is commanding Ruoding on the inner city wall, he is constantly fighting with the others, constantly using magic to drive away those people. The mage who attacks the undead in Anjie is also good.

They all felt that their magic system, which had been drying up, was recovering at a speed that was unable to make ends meet. All of them were accompanied by the chanting of Sanskrit sounds that made people feel extremely comfortable, and their magic energy was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye! !

"What kind of phonetic magic is this?"

Hunter King Duxiao felt the magic energy rapidly filling his body and exclaimed in disbelief. At the same time, his eyes sharpened as he stared at the ghostly tyrant outside the city.

"Hahaha, I will kill you today!"

Han Ji, who was escaping the aftermath of the collision between Guixin Tyrant and Tumo, was also filled with astonishment at this moment. The power Bai Mo was exerting at this moment completely exceeded his knowledge of magic.

However, he was currently in the middle of a battle, so it was obviously too late to think so much. Han Ji raised his hand, and the healing star sea that was mostly filled with energy once again lit up with dazzling light, and an Aquarius star instantly enveloped the already crumbling Lu Xu. Recover their injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Fan, who was frantically fighting against the weakened demon's power, suddenly heard this sacred heavenly Sanskrit sound, and his spirit was shocked. Suddenly, he felt that the demon seemed to be able to stay for a while.

煞渊

The melodious sounds of nature echoed throughout the entire altar. Ding Yumian, who was already a little tired from fighting against the ancient king's armor and felt that it would take a lot of time, felt his spirit tremble, and his soul power increased a lot in an instant. !

And the evil armor also instantly cut off the endless supply of emotional energy of despair and fear!

Under this ebb and flow, Ding Yumian instantly unleashed all his spiritual power and launched a decisive battle with the last evil soul power in the armor of the ancient king! Isolate its corrosive power from the soul!

On the ground, human morale was boosted to an unknown extent by Bai Mo's awakening Sanskrit sound. People all over the city now had only one thought in mind, get rid of the undead! !

In mid-air, Bai Mo's momentum has reached its peak at this time, as majestic as a vast ocean, and as vast as a mountain range.

Facing the Corpse of the Mountain and the Sea of ​​Corpses ruled by him alone, he even felt the other two powerful forces among the endless undead.

Bai Mo knew that now he must intimidate these dead kings from all directions, lest they think that the earth on earth is a charity for their descendants.

"Destroy!"

A sound was uttered, and then a huge sound wave was seen sweeping across the world, directly breaking through the dark clouds in the sky, rushing towards the corpse of the mountain from in front of Bai Mo!

The roar that preceded them resounded through the thousand-meter sea of ​​corpses, but it was as terrifying as the heaven and earth shaking!

The sharp and majestic sound waves trembled and shook the entire space, and a heavy sound roar passed through the thousand-meter sea of ​​corpses surrounding the corpse on the mountain, just like a group of invisible giant beasts rushing past! !

Countless rotting corpses turned into powder, and more than a thousand hill-like fleshy mounds of corpses collapsed like a dam eaten by ant nests!

And behind it, it was like a sky wall, or like a 100-meter tsunami, sonic air waves were moving in, covering more than 300 meters, leaving no room for the corpse on the mountain to hide.

"Huh!!!!"

The corpse of the mountain roared loudly. There was no longer any ministers in front of him as human shields. In an instant, he grabbed a few ministers from behind who were holding back and stretched out their hands. The mountain of flesh slammed into the moving towering sound like cannonballs. wave.

The terrifying sound wave carried huge trembling power and sharp penetrating power. When the powerful body of the commander of the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister suddenly hit it, it instantly turned into a piece of flying blood-colored powder.

"Ouch~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The corpse of the mountain peak was also fierce and domineering. Faced with such a majestic sound wave that was enough to shatter its majestic body, he not only did not retreat, but instead waved his arms like a pair of wild dragon pillars and slapped him hard in front of him. , like a sumo wrestler warming up, moving his legs as thick as Optimus Prime, and actually hit the oncoming air wave and sound wave directly!

When the two got close, everyone discovered that the corpse on the mountain was almost as high as the majestic sound wave that stood so majestically that it could reach the clouds.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

There was a deafening loud noise, and the roaring sound waves flew away the corpses thousands of meters away, hitting the inner city barrier, leaving tiny cracks behind!

Everyone saw that half of the body of the corpse on the mountain was cracked open. Most of the flesh and blood on the huge body had been cut away, and the bones inside could be seen. Most of the hands were missing. The ferocious face was even more ferocious, and everything was blurred. flesh and blood! !

"Well done, Bai Mo!"

Han Ji, who came to join the battle from afar, shouted loudly. With the help of Tuji and Mo Fan, the Ghost Tyrant had been seriously injured by them. Now he was escaping with his countless ghost soldiers. As long as he could deal with the mountain corpse in front of him now , the ancient capital will usher in victory!

"Attack his throat, which is the key point of the corpse of the mountain."

As soon as Han Ji finished speaking, each and every destructive magic came out with powerful momentum toward the corpse on the mountain!

Even though blood flowed like a river, even though his body was seriously injured, the corpse on the mountain remained motionless, as if he didn't know how to retreat.

Facing the various destructive magics that surged forward, the destructive elements that burst out when they collided could directly wipe out a little monarch in an instant, and he did not show any fear or retreat.

At this moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain corpse, and all the destructive magic was absorbed into it.