The old man froze
"Damn it!"
He shouted at Xiaoxi’s original place and sent a magic method.
Boom-
A deep pit appeared in the ground.
the other side
A calling card appears in front of the ant.
Xiaoxi Qiaoran made a card and smiled at the ant.
After a while.
The old man finally remembered something and stormed back to the library to check the situation.
He saw the big hole in the wall.
By this time, a butterfly had already flown from the roof of the library and flew to another building by the force of snow and wind.
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"Boom!"
As blazing as the sun, the light keeps shining.
Destroy all the magic skills, and the whole library gradually falls apart and turns to ashes in the glory.
Anger raged in the ruins of the wizard.
Damn it!
An artifact has been taken away!
Although it has long been known that the gods bless the building to block their own perception, how can they think that the gods hide things in the wall?
But now that we have discovered this-
The wizard waved his staff.
The secret power of the spell was mobilized to form clouds, and the streamer crashed into his building
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Buildings were razed to the ground.
But there are too many buildings, even in the distant mountains, there are still many buildings
The wizard never stops casting spells.
The brilliance of the technique illuminates the whole maze community.
The high wind blows the snowflakes and dances like a world, and the scene continues
-until the corridor door again.
The black-faced man suddenly appeared.
The wizard stopped to look at him.
"Bastard let my wife and children go!" Black-faced man thundered
The wizard said coldly, "You are all gods. Why should I take you back?"
"You imprisoned our souls and controlled our bodies." The black-faced man gritted his teeth.
The wizard suddenly laughed. "Damn it, everyone is dead. If you can live, you can live naturally."
The black-faced man was dazed and didn’t understand what the other party said.
He said nothing more, and rushed to the wizard to fight into a ball.
The other side of the maze
Almost all the buildings have been blown to the ground by the magic method.
In a remote area, a butterfly hides a branch on the back of a big tree
It converges its wings and holds tightly to the back edge of the leaves to prevent itself from being blown off by a burst of snow and wind.
Gu Qingshan
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