Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Two commander-level sky blood lions flew out thinking that there was a rare bloody battle.

But he didn't expect that those who were really interested had opponents, so he had no choice but to vent his anger on a group of flaming horses.

In just a moment, the Flame Horse was dispatched, but this was not enough. The lions were not satisfied with the current results, especially the two Sky Blood Lions, who immediately aimed their spearheads at the many Mudstone Oxen and Shalom that were played by the Shenchen Tiger. lizard.

A torrent of steel formed in an instant and rushed over. Suddenly, this group of slave-level demons ushered in a disaster.

His eyes turned to Haoyue, who was currently crushing the Rock Demon Bull. The crushing power and attributes made the Rock Demon Bull no match at all. In the hands of Haoyue, who had the power of the space system, the bulky Rock Demon Bull was no match. opportunity to escape.

On the other hand, even though Ding Yumian's Hellfire Stone, which is also of the fire element, has the increase of soul seed, it would still be a bit of a disadvantage when used with the fire element and the flaming horse.

However, Ding Yumian's soul seed, the God of Tribulation Flame, has a strange and powerful effect. It will continue to burn all substances with energy. Over time, if Lieyanma does not run away, he may be killed by the God of Tribulation Flame transformed from the energy he carries. die.

"Let's fight quickly."

The silver hairpin gun in Bai Mo's hand was shining, and he walked towards the Rock Demon Bull on the bright moon side. He saw that he had only taken three or five steps. When he took the next step, his figure appeared just above the Rock Demon Cow.

"boom!"

Another brutal blow, Jiaoyue's whole body was like a star falling from the sky, bombarding the back of the Rock Demon Ox with thunder. The huge force directly shattered the back of the Rock Demon Ox, causing its entire body to collapse. Get down on the ground.

The thunder rushed out of the bright moon's fist and poured into the body of the Rock Demon Bull along the gaping wound.

The crackling electric current densely circulated throughout the body, piercing back and forth on the Rock Demon Ox, paralyzing its entire body with a snap of his fingers.

"it is good!"

Bai Mo's eyes lit up, and the silver hairpin gun in his hand immediately fell. The space gun light with strong destructive power slashed down, and chopped off the head of the rock demon cow like tofu.

The dead soul bracelet on the wrist shone slightly, shrouded with the suction of soul-calling power, collecting some of the residual souls naturally dropped by killing enemies on the battlefield, including the commander-level souls exploded by the rock demon bull.

And over there, Ding Yumian did not continue to use the flaming horse to hone his fire element. He used his spiritual power with all his strength, but in just one round, he beat the flaming horse to the point of death.

Seeing the leader of the flame horse being beaten by Ding Yumian, Bai Mo knew what she meant. He raised his gun and immediately ended the life of the commander-level flame horse.

In just a few sticks of incense, the three original ethnic groups here that could be said to be a great threat to the nearby Dunhuang City were wiped out.

In the shadows in the distance, a military mage staff officer responsible for the defense near Dunhuang stared wide-eyed, somewhat disbelieving that what was happening in front of him was real.

Originally, he was ordered to come here to watch as someone wanted to enter the Mogao Grottoes, but he thought he was here to act as a bodyguard for the powerful man.

But they didn't expect that the Flame Horse Demon Tribe, which was a huge headache for the Dunhuang military, would be solved like this!

That's right, because there are three leaders, and these three leaders know how to help each other and cooperate with each other, they have raised the level of monsters here to the tribal level.

Because it is a demon group centered on the Flame Horse tribe, it is named the Flame Horse Demon Tribe.

It was only then that the military mage staff officer, who was usually responsible for the control and prevention of demons near Dunhuang, slightly understood what he had been asked to watch these days.

'Emotion is not to be a bodyguard, but to let us seize the opportunity to recapture the land of Mogao Grottoes and re-establish the Mogao Military Station. '

But on the other side, there was someone watching secretly. Bai Mo and Ding Yumian were aware of it, but after Ding Yumian realized that he had no malicious intent, they had no intention of taking care of it anymore.

Arriving on the high hill and standing in front of the largest cave, Bai Mo took a look inside.

In his original world, the Mogao Grottoes were a symbol of Chinese civilization. They were excavated during the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms period and continued to the Yuan Dynasty. After thousands of years, they also recorded thousands of years of Chinese customs and historical changes.

But this magical world seems to be more mysterious. Bai Mo remembered that he called Professor Shi before setting off and got some information about this place.

The so-called Mogao comes from the unfathomable depth, which refers to the magical structure inside, which is said to record things from the totem era and early humankind.

In modern times, there is no document recording its origin.

Looking inside, Bai Mo could only see a huge stone cave that looked like a dance hall. The walls of the cave were still a little red, which were traces of the Flame Horse's flames not long ago.

Looking deeply, nothing can be seen, as if it is shrouded in a layer of darkness and chaos.

"Let's go in." Bai Mo said.

"it is good."

Entering the cave, I found that it was not as dark as it looked outside. After taking two more steps, I suddenly noticed that Ding Yumian disappeared in the afterglow.

Bai Mo's expression condensed, and he turned around suddenly, only to see that the hole behind him was still there, but the familiar figure was gone.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an extremely subtle spatial fluctuation, as if it was the strands of itching that appeared on his face after the wind blew.

With a slight brow, he took off the Mogao Grottoes entry voucher given by Old Man Bao hanging on his waist, and saw the strange crescent-shaped stone emitting a faint light.

He had some guesses in his mind, and then turned to look at the wall where he had just turned around and noticed something was wrong.

"Sure enough, only with a voucher can you enter the real Mogao Grottoes."

While muttering to himself, Bai Mo stared at the wall for a moment, only to see that there were murals on it. The murals had no color and were not bright, let alone the painting skills. They were simple and simple.

But even so, the content of this mural can be easily understood.

It was a scene of a group of people getting wet in the rain.

It can be seen that both the elderly and children are getting wet in the rain.

"what!"

After taking a few glances, Bai Mo suddenly felt that the scenery in the picture was moving, and his body felt as if he was really in a torrential rain, and his whole body was soaked by the cold rain.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his eyes blur, and he was really in a curtain of rain, surrounded by many people wearing linen clothes.

Bai Mo was startled, feeling that this feeling was extremely familiar, very much like the spiritual paintings he read in the ancient king's tomb.

He didn't think about getting out, and it seemed he couldn't get out, so he was soaked in the rain among the crowd.

The rain was endless and pouring down. He didn't know why he was getting wet here, but his intuition told him that it might have something to do with the so-called naturalism.

Bai Mo tried to move, but finally realized that he couldn't move. Only his head could move, so he turned around and looked around.

The characters around him are clear, but they are all ordinary faces. The only thing worthy of attention is the yearning and determination in their eyes.

Determination is more common in older people, while yearning is more common in younger people.

All of them were speechless. It seemed that they were extremely lucky to be able to catch the rain here.

Bai Mo didn't understand, but he had some guesses in his heart. It was hard for him to judge this kind of determination, but that kind of yearning was very similar to what he saw in everyone's eyes when he first awakened to magic.

The rain was like a pillar, getting heavier and heavier, gradually making him feel like there were tens of thousands of tons of rocks coming over him, and the heavier and heavier force made him feel like his soul was about to be crushed.