Versatile Mage: Possessed by the Black Snake at the beginning

"I fight Asian dragon?"

Old Zhao pointed at his nose and said stiffly while looking at the huge Bai Yan Di Yalong on his face.

The current Lao Zhao is obviously not the bold limited edition version he was in the previous treasure hunt.

In fact, this Baiyan sub-dragon may be only at the level of a small commander in terms of strength, but it has the blood of a sub-dragon.

Sub-dragons are one level stronger than pseudo-dragons. The rich dragon blood in their bodies gives them many abilities of giant dragons. Once they reach adulthood and step into the realm of monarchs, it is almost certain that they will do so.

What's more, such a huge size and such a ferocious appearance also have a huge impact.

"Ow."

The old wolf dug its front paws into the sand and growled twice, as if to tell Zhao Manyan not to worry, as the old wolf was there.

“Zhao Manyan, hold back this White Rock Earth Dragon. I will take care of the remaining ice mage and healing mage.” Mu Ningxue’s eyes narrowed as she spoke in a cold voice.

The next moment, an extremely cold temperature suddenly struck the yellow sand, and sparse snowflakes began to float in the sky.

The Ice Field Expands!!

“Ooooooooooooooooo!!!”

The old wolf raised its neck and let out a long howl. Its snow-white hair looked even more arrogant in the biting wind. Its claws were stretched out, and the icy breath at its ankles surged violently like white flames.

With its violent roar, several glacial mountains rose up from the yellow sand. Each glacial peak was extremely huge, and was not inferior to the White Rock Dragon.

"Ouch!!!"

With another long roar, Feichuan Snow Wolf stomped heavily on the ground, and the ice flame under his feet suddenly burst into bloom. His speed was so fast that his cold figure became a blur, and he shuttled between the glacier ridges towards the Baiyan Land Dragon.

Countless crisscrossing ice spikes crisscrossed the mountain, some rising from the ground, some falling from the sky. If you look closely, every glacier and ice spike looks like a wolf's tooth.

“Damn it, I can’t beat Mo Fan and his wife, but I can’t beat Mo Fan’s wolf,” Zhao Manyan cursed to himself, his body glowing with golden light. He said firmly, “Mu Ningxue, feel free to use your magic. If the opponent can hurt you even a hair, I will lose.”

Little did she know that before the opponent could hurt Mu Ningxue, she was almost affected by Zhao Manyan while drawing the constellations. Her hands shook and she almost failed to draw the constellations.

What is Mo Fan's wife?

She glared at Zhao Manyan with her beautiful eyes, but during the battle, Mu Ningxue did not say anything and continued to release her magic.

The next moment, a huge frozen coffin fell from the sky and hit the Baiyan Diyalong heavily on its back.

The target was the woman with the black mole hiding on the back of the White Rock Dragon and the summoner Azar.

On the battlefield hundreds of meters away from Mu Ningxue and the others, huge clouds of smoke and yellow sand were flying all over the sky.

"Cough cough."

A few coughs were heard from the yellow sand, and a human figure could be vaguely seen in it.

As the yellow sand faded, it was Reddy who was pushed hundreds of meters away by Mo Fan. At this time, a small stream of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin onto the sand.

A piece of armor appeared on his chest, but there was an obvious dent on this expensive armor.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, Reddy looked at Mo Fan with a stern gaze and said, "Challenging me to fight is the most wrong decision you have ever made in your life. I will make you understand why I am fourth and you are only sixth."

As soon as he finished speaking, a high temperature suddenly spread over the yellow sand. The sand and gravel flying in the air turned into nothing under this high temperature, and then countless green flames emerged from Reddy's body.

These flames flowed in the air, forming a long fire python that surrounded Redi. It had a sturdy body and a huge size, and it opened its mouth wide and roared at Mo Fan.

"You really think the ranking of busybodies is an official list."

Mo Fan sneered and took a step. Fire rolled around him like clouds, and flaming feathers swirled around him to form an astonishing vortex of fire.

Brown-red and bright red colors intertwined, the scorching air made the yellow sand on the ground evaporate, and the terrifying high temperature swept across the entire stadium.

But this is not the end, in the flames, countless threads of lightning surged, arcs of electricity flashed in every part of the flames, and gathered together like a dragon hidden in the flames.

The body, which was tens of meters long and looked like a tyrant, immediately crushed Reddy's forest green fire snake.

"I heard that you majored in fire and secondarily studied thunder. Let me show you what real thunder and fire are!"

Redi was stunned and even forgot how to control the fire. The dark green fire snake could not even maintain its shape.

Dual domains, why can he superimpose two domains together? Aren’t all domains isolated?

Even if a magician possesses multiple soul seeds and controls powers in different fields, the two fields cannot be displayed at the same time because each element is independent.

But what is happening now? Reddy feels that everything he has learned over the years is like a joke at this moment.

"The Fire Realm is not Mo Fan's own, but comes from Yan Ji. Mo Fan controls only the Thunder Realm, but after he and Yan Ji possessed him, their minds are connected, so it is possible that the two realms can reach a delicate balance."

In the stands, Pang Lai made a pointed comment.

“These guys are really brave and creative. It looks like Mo Fan’s side should be almost certain to win.” Speaker Shao Zheng said with a smile.

"I thought you wanted to rely on Tang Jinxing's two summoned beasts to get rid of me first, it seems that you want to fight me one-on-one."

Qiao Sen looked at Ai Jiangtu opposite him, then looked around, and suddenly said with a smile.

If it was someone else, they might have thought of making some harsh remarks before the game, but unfortunately the person Qiao Sen met was Ai Jiangtu, who stood there with a big black face and looked at Qiao Sen silently.

Looking at the taciturn Ai Jiangtu, the smile on Qiao Sen's face slowly faded and his expression became serious.

"Military magician?"

Qiao Sen murmured. The military mage's iron-blooded spirit, his meticulous seriousness, and his serious attitude of treating the arena as a battlefield made Qiao Sen understand everything at once.

Facing such an opponent, Qiao Sen knew that any verbal provocation and interference on his part would be of no use and would only make him look like a clown.

A deep, pitch-black smoke began to slowly spread over Qiao Sen's body. Some of the black smoke floated behind Qiao Sen, with long fangs and five claws like tentacles, while some sank into the ground, turning into a deep, pitch-black quagmire.

"That's more like it." Ai Jiangtu finally spoke, with a smile on his big black face.

The same dazzling silver-white light bloomed in his eyes, and the surrounding space began to overlap and disorder layer by layer, and the power of space was displayed vividly and exquisitely.

At first glance, Ai Jiangtu's figure seemed a little erratic, as if he was already in another dimension.