Lin Mu opened his hand and frost slapped the entire private room like a tide. The terrible frost shattered everything. The whole room was covered by frost, freezing everything, and then when the wind blew from the energy, it instantly spilled, hovering in a small space like wind and frost, whistling like the arrival of the Ice Age.

Yaman Garylent was wrapped in twenty-one spells [Angelic Protection], and the holy light remained motionless, like an unbreakable sky, driving away the cold and blocking the frost that hits like wind and waves outside. Warmth was given to it, isolating the frost, and even easily expelling the isolation power brought by the thirteenth level spell [Silent Vacuum].

The glory of the glory does not belong to Yaman Garylent, but it comes from the brilliance brought by the magic necklace made by Gaia Garylent. It is as majestic as light, destroying everything.

Although Yaman Garylent did not know why the moon-faced mage suddenly became crazy and tried to kill him, it was meaningless to consider these things now. He just looked at Lin Mu with resentment, and then gritted his teeth and said, "You, damn, bastard. I want to peel your cramps."

"You really don't understand. It's just a twenty-first-level [Angelic Protection]. Do you think it can make you survive from me?"

Lin Mu burst into laughter, and with a flash of his finger, the whistling frost dragon roared, shattering the entire room directly, strangling Yaman Garylent.

Yaman Garylent was shocked. Although the twenty-one spells that he had been personally cast by his father, who had certainly protected him, was definitely not something that a mage could not break by a holy wizard, but he still felt a little afraid when he saw the frost dragon that was cul-de-stricken and fearful.

Subconsciously, he took a step back and saw the frost dragon that seemed to be able to crush everything and hit the angel's protection with invincible power.

Rumble!

The collision between two advanced spells directly triggered a violent energy turbulent flow. In the turbulent flow, the entire heaven and earth were trembling, the earth was shaking, as if it was about to collapse directly.

But in the end, the glory of [Angelic Protection] spreads like it can protect all living beings. It is just a level 15 spell [The Roar of the Blue-Eyed White Dragon], although it looks extremely terrifying, is still far from the twenty-one spell [Angelic Protection]. It is impossible to break the glory of the protection.

Even if the [Angelic Guard] in front of you is just a spell automatically activated by the magic necklace, with limited energy and no more than the true [Angelic Guard], it can at least face the bombardment of large artillery fire without disintegration.

"Haha, Moonside, you idiot. Your simple mind may never understand the greatness of a level 21 spell. It is a spell that can only be cast by the holy position. Do you think you are close to the holy position and can compete with the holy position? It turns out that you are a lowly black mage who has never seen the world."

Yaman Garyrent sarcastically mocked him with resentment. He might not be able to do anything, or he might be ridiculed as a playboy, but so what? He has a good man, that is enough, enough to make the damn moon-faced mage in front of him unable to get close to his life even if he spends his whole life.

"San Young Master? Damn, Master Moon Face, what are you doing?"

[Angelic Protection] drove out the [Silent Vacuum] used by Lin Mu, making the fluctuations of the battle no longer concealed. Fejte, who noticed the fluctuations of energy, caught up in shock and anger. Seeing the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank, and then he issued an alarm without hesitation.

Not long after, cold figures came quickly in the underground auction in heaven and earth.

"My people are here. Yuemian, when I catch you, I want you to die ugly. No, I will not kill you. If it falls into my hands, you will know that death is a luxury."

Seeing his own people coming, Yaman Garyrent finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although [Angelic Protection] could prevent Lin Mu from killing him, he could not capture Lin Mu. Now that his people have arrived, perhaps those people are not worth mentioning than the moon-faced mage in front of him, but after being equipped with armed armor, as long as they are not the holy position, they will be suppressed for you.

Technology has brought into the difference between ordinary people and superman. Those who think they have become warriors and mages are just small people in this era that even the police station can suppress.

If you don’t enter the saint position, what’s the point of being extraordinary?

Lin Mu looked at Yaman Garylent's vicious performance expressionlessly, and did not even look back at those who came with armed armor. He just quietly watched the [Roar of the Green-Eyed White Dragon] burned inch by inch under the holy glory, then sighed lightly and opened his hand again, "Reverse·Real Green-Eyed White Dragon!"

The obscure elemental fluctuations instantly, and the dragon scales were burning inch by inch under the protection of the angels, and a scent of sadness to death suddenly rose up. But in the blink of an eye, the [Sadness of Frost], which was slapped like a wave, suddenly rolled back and poured into the burning dragon scales.

In the endless frost, the flames that were so hot that it seemed to burn the blue sky suddenly rose.

Such a change made Yaman Garyrent take a step back subconsciously, a little incredible, "How is this possible?"

Fei Jiete opened his mouth, and the hands of those who arrived were also full of horror. He could not believe that the level 15 spell [Frost Sorrow] plus the same level 15 spell [The Roar of the True Eye White Dragon] were undoubtedly both frost-type spells. How could such a hot flame be born in this extreme cold?

Even everyone, even those who do not understand magic, can feel that the burning flame is actually fueled by frost, so hot and boiling, as if it can burn the blue sky.

"Multiple casting? Three-type compound spell?"

Yaman Garylent has seen the world after all. Although he didn't understand the operation effect of this spell, he still reacted quickly and felt a numbness in his scalp.

"The true-eyed white dragon, the race that destroyed the Sunlight Monarch, was born from the frost, cursed with blood, and at the cost of despair, rose against the fire and destroyed Sunlight."

Lin Mu murmured in a low voice. The moon-faced wizard he transformed into was now in black, elegant and noble. He bowed slightly, with gentleness in his eyes, and he rose step by step. He raised his black cloak without looking back, and never looked at him again.

Everyone seemed to be shocked by his momentum at this moment, and just raised their heads and watched him leave. After a moment, someone suddenly reported it and quickly soared into the sky to intercept Lin Mu. However, before those people could fly up, a shocking roar broke out.

The flames born in the frost roared and flew out a huge bright red dragon that covered the sky and the sun, which seemed to circling the sky with endless sorrow, spreading its wings and falling down with a bang. The whole world, as well as everyone, was buried in the bright red wings.

There was no explosion, and everything melted after the bright red wings fell. Lin Mu stood in the wind, watching all this coldly. Seeing Yaman Galillent relying on the [Angelic Protection] and still struggling in the bright red wings, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The [Reverse Green Eye White Dragon], born in despair, is known as the strongest compound magic that can face the monarch directly. It has long disappeared with the destruction of the True Eye White Dragon Clan. In his previous life, he reorganized this compound magic only because he was interested in the history of the True Eye White Dragon.

Compared with the original [Reverse Green Eye White Dragon] with thirteen legendary magic as the core, although this compound magic mastered by Lin Mu cannot reach the level of threatening the monarch-level powerhouse, it is enough to deal with a [Angelic Protection].

"No, you can't kill me. My father is Gaia Garylent. No, father, save me!"

Yaman Garylent screamed in fear, but he could only watch the bright red dragon wings shattering the light that protected him, and a pair of bright red eyes staring at him with endless cold eyes.

He raised his head in despair. From his perspective, Lin Mu, in black and silver face, stood coldly on the head of the bright red true green-eyed white dragon that was enough to destroy everything, quietly admiring his death.

"I will curse you. My father will not let you go..."

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