Above the Seven Towers

Peng Ziyi felt that blood was pouring into his head, and it was indeed a despicable trap, and a simple and direct assassination, but sadly, although they were vigilant, they were not able to stop it.

The core of the traversers, the management committee, was suddenly raided under the close attention of his intelligence minister. He even read every step of the other party. It ’s like an enemy killing your family in front of you. When he draws his sword, you do n’t do anything. When he thrusts, you do nothing. When your family covers When you fall down on your chest, you just realized what happened, and you still did nothing!

Ashamed, guilty, and sad, all kinds of emotions engulfed Peng Ziyi in an instant. When he was bloodied by his companions, he had no time to analyze anything in his mind. Even the counterattack he made at this time was only because of instinct. Not rational.

In the package of pure white light, Peng Ziyi hoped that everything would be covered and engulfed by that white, and finally all belonged to nothingness, becoming a nightmare that can be forgotten.

However, the companion's screams brought him back to reality from his daze, and he found himself already sketching a counterattack magic.

The moment Peng Ziyi raised his hand to cast a spell, a flash of thought flashed across his head:

If I do it again, can I change this ending?

He vaguely felt that the answer should not be. When these empire masters came to such a close position with such weapons, the outbreak of this battle had become inevitable. He has no way to prevent several high-level warriors and mages from causing damage in such a space.

In other words, the initiator of this matter is the key to all problems!

Chang Lin! Chang Lin!

I want to kill him!

These flashing thoughts did not affect the process of Peng Ziyi's spellcasting. When he made up his mind, a mental explosion in his hand had been released. This magic was released, and he raised his mental power output to the extreme. The negative emotions that drive him crazy are infused into it. He is like a bull who wants to die with the bullfighter, and he has integrated all his strength into this attack.

If a magician uses the most precious energy, such as vitality, to forcefully push the limit, how strong will his magic be? No one knows clearly.

But at this moment, Peng Ziyi felt that his power was constantly rising and reaching an unimaginable level. Finally, the spell spouted thinly, and a plume of blood ran down his nose, eyes, and mouth.

auzw.com This spiritual detonation that consumes vitality is more powerful than any magic he has ever performed in the past. At this moment, the state of the magician has been unable to explain the problem. I am afraid that the magic released by any big magician will not have such an effect.

The center of his spellcasting is the imperial people who are killing a lot. Spiritual deterrence broke out with Favio as the center. Favio, who was wielding a sword and chopping towards Bai Yicheng, felt a severe head pain, and he knelt down on the ground with a soft leg. The sword that had chopped towards Bai Yicheng's neck was chopped on his side. Into his body. Bai Yicheng, who was also affected by the mental shock, has lost consciousness, even if his arm was cut off and a sword was inserted into his body.

Favio tried hard to get up, but felt that the mind's instructions to the body were in a mess. He couldn't even control one of his fingers.

The ripples of the mental explosion spread out, and the spiritual magic was like a group of crazy evil wolves, rushing into everyone's body, tearing their consciousness and physical connection, and everyone who was swept, no matter what they were doing, Losing control of his body, he fell to the ground.

Only the female wizard named Oni was far from the center of the magic explosion and had a shield on her body, which only survived the magic. But obviously, she was frightened by the outbreak of Peng Ziyi. She could feel the violent breath contained in the other party's magic through the shield. She held the staff and waved in her hand, desperately protecting herself.

In the entire conference room, there was no one standing besides her and Peng Ziyi.

Peng Ziyi pierced an ice gun into Favio's head, killed the imperial leader, and then killed two other imperial warriors who had collapsed on the ground. He must take advantage of the chance that they did not recover. Their threat.

He had not confiscated his hand, and two fireballs were in succession behind his back. A spar on his finger ring shattered due to the explosion of the fireball. He turned his head to look at Oni. The female wizard was preparing for the third Fireball.

"Now it's your turn!" Peng Ziyi raised his hand and hit a spirit arrow on Oni's shield. The female mage saw the **** man looking at himself fiercely and took a step back.

But after all, she was the elite selected from the Imperial Black Guard, and she soon remembered what her mission was. With her scepter swaying violently, small fireballs were fired. These fireballs not only attacked Peng Ziyi, but also some of the committee members who shot at the ground. Moranxin fell to the ground and was hit by the fireball Starting to burn, she was stunned by the collateral damage of mental shock, woke up by the burning pain, and issued a scream of sorrow.

Peng Ziyi saw that Oni did n’t stop. He wanted to continue to burn the other committee members. He roared and rushed towards her. Oni successively hit him with several fireballs. After Peng Ziyi ’s shield was broken, Covering his head and face with his arms, and forcibly resisting the fireball with his mental strength, he quickly rushed in front of Oni and slammed her body with her shoulders against her abdomen, blocking her against the waist with a shield On the shoulder, he rushed to the window and took her directly out.

Oni broke the wooden window frame, and the glass on the window shattered. She was hit by a crazy blow like Peng Ziyi. She had no time to cast any flying and floating spells. She fell directly, first hit the wall, and then Fell to the ground. Before she got up, Peng Ziyi had fallen from the window and stepped directly on her stomach.

He pressed his hands on her face, ice and snow gathered from his palms, and the cold broke through Onni's shield, freezing her head into an ice ball. Peng Ziyi held the palm of his hand, magic energy exploded from the inside of the ice hockey, blasted the ice hockey into pieces, and finally only a headless body remained.

Peng Ziyi slowly stood up, almost standing unsteady, he stumbled to the side two steps, supporting his hand against the wall. He felt a sore throat, a spit of blood spewed out, and a red mark was stained on the wall.