where is the father

Chapter 183 Soul Deception

Luo Lan said lightly: "In this world, nothing is absolute."

Fang Mo's face was full of resignation, how could he be reconciled?He tried everything in order to win the competition and get the ninth-level magic code, so that he can continue to realize his dream.

No, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he would lose, a cold light flashed, killing intent was overwhelming, the staff swung swiftly, and thousands of thunderbolts struck towards Luo Lan.

"Fire Dragon Thousand Strikes, go..."

Luo Lan's face was covered with frost, and she shouted softly. Suddenly, in the empty sky, fire dragons flew all over the sky, with their teeth and claws open, swallowing all the thunder light with ease, and surrounded Fang Mo heavily.

Fang Mo's face turned cold, he held up his staff, a water curtain swept out from the head of the staff, and the water curtain shot into the sky, forming a super large shield, covering him inside.

Thousands of fire dragons gathered outside the water curtain, the flames soared into the sky, and the temperature was extremely hot. Soon, the water curtain was quickly evaporated by the heat of the fire dragons.

And the momentum of the fire dragon didn't stop for an instant, swooping down towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo swung his staff again, and thunderbolts shot out from the head of the staff, attacking the fire dragon.

The fire dragon and the thunder light are fighting and entangled. Although the thunder light is fierce, it is obviously not the opponent of thousands of huge fire dragons. They are about to be defeated. This is the gap, the gap between the holy realm and the emperor realm. At this time, Luo Lan, even Just releasing a low-level magic, its power is also extremely powerful.

Fang Mo was anxious, and shouted at Luo Lan: "You can't kill me."

Seeing that the fire dragon surrounded Fang Mo, and Fang Mo stood in the sea of ​​flames, he released a series of magic to protect himself, and fought back with all his strength.

But the power of the fire dragon was too brave, and he was clearly unable to do what he wanted. The luxurious gown on his body had been burned in many places, and his handsome face was also blackened by the smoke.

Luo Lan raised her eyebrows, and with a wave of her plain hand, the fire dragon turned back, and all of them got into Luo Lan's staff.

She didn't want to break the rules of the competition, and be taken over by others, so that she could not get the prize.

Looking at Fang Mo, who was in a mess, with disheveled hair, Luo Lan said coldly: "Save your dog's life, and don't appear in front of me before."

Fang Mo let out a long breath in his heart. Today, he finally passed the test. Even if he loses face, his life is still alive. As long as there is life, everything can be returned, and he must not return empty-handed!

But at this moment it was not the time to worry about all this, he glanced at Luo Lan with a grateful expression, but his eyes were unusually cold.

The [-]th group of Zicheng, the group with the highest calls to win the Middle East Continent Young Magician Contest, quickly collapsed after Fang Mo left in despair. No major damage.

There was only one person, and he was still attacking He Xi non-stop, releasing magic non-stop, with a dull expression on his face and dull eyes.

Luo Lan looked at the man, raised her plain hand lightly, and waved a green light towards the man.

The green light entered the man's body, the man's body trembled suddenly, his eyes closed, and when he opened them again, the dullness before was swept away, and his eyes turned, radiant.

He looked around, but couldn't find his teammate. The people in front of him were all the members of the ninth group in the Middle East City. They frowned. Looking at the marks on the ground, it was obvious that they had just gone through a fierce fight here.

And in his own hand, he was holding a magic wand, and his physical strength was very weak, which was exactly the same as the feeling after fighting with people before.

Could it be that he also participated in the battle just now?

But why can't he remember at all?
"What happened?"

He looked blankly at He Xi and Wu Hao in front of him.

Wu Hao said indifferently: "You were hit by Fang Mo's soul-stirring spell, and you lost your mind. You just had a fierce battle with us. It was Luo Lan who solved the soul-stirring spell for you, and you just woke up."

Spiritualism?
He recalled that before he lost consciousness, he was looking at Fang Mo, as if arguing about something, and when he saw Fang Mo's eyes suddenly turned green, he was curious and just wanted to ask him a question , but can't remember anything.

He cupped his hands towards Luo Lan and said, "My name is Zhiqiang, thank you for saving me, I will report it in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

He Xi snorted towards Zhiqiang's back, and said, "Who knows whether you will repay your favor or revenge in the future? Hmph."

Luo Lan glanced at Zhiqiang's back, and said: "Since Fang Mo gave this person the soul-hunting technique, he must be someone who doesn't listen to Fang Mo's orders and doesn't work with Fang Mo, so he can naturally be regarded as a more upright person , So, I don't know whether to repay the favor or not, at least he should not repay the favor with revenge."

Wu Hao nodded, expressing his agreement. He also saw that Zhiqiang didn't look like a bad guy, his eyes were clear, and his whole body was full of righteousness.

"What, what happened here?"

Leng Yu's voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Leng Yu, only to see him staring at the mess in front of him in astonishment. Obviously, there had been a vicious fight here, but he hadn't participated in it.

"What did you just do?"

Wu Hao asked in a deep voice, if it wasn't for Leng Yu's absence, why would they have been unable to attack for so long in the battle against the eleventh group of Zicheng?

Leng Yu's face was extremely unnatural, she smiled dryly at Wu Hao, and said: "No, I didn't do anything, I just went to make it easier. I didn't expect that you would fight after such a short time, hehe..."

He used a dry smile to hide his nervousness, all of this came into Luo Lan's eyes, seeing that his originally clean clothes were slightly stained with blood at this moment, Luo Lan understood a little bit in his heart.

"Leng Yu, as I said before, there is absolutely no scaremongering in the slightest. Believe it or not, it's all up to you. Just don't regret it at that time. What you do has nothing to do with us, and you will bear the consequences alone."

Luo Lan said indifferently, someone wants to seek death, she Luo Lan has no right to stop him, let him go, as long as today is over, everyone will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road, why bother with him?

What's more, she didn't like him very much.

Leng Yu laughed, and said, "What are you talking about, I don't quite understand."

Luo Lan turned around and said to Wu Hao, "Go back to the city."

Wu Hao nodded, and waved to everyone to take out the flying props, fly against the wind, and leave the deep forest of Nanshan.

When they returned to the Magician General Union, the first group in Xiangcheng had already rested for a while.

Seeing Luo Lan and the others come back, the captain of Xiangcheng's first group smiled at Wu Hao, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, this time, I will accept it."

Wu Hao was expressionless, just nodded to him without saying a word.

It was that breath again, the breath of a super strong man.

Luo Lan squinted her eyes slightly, scanning the venue, her eyes fixed on an old man in gray shirt sitting in the middle of the referee's bench.

Luo Lan looked at the old man, and the old man looked back at Luo Lan. The eyes of the two met in the air, and there was a sudden vortex in the air.

Emperor Realm, this old man is also Emperor Realm, another magician who has cultivated martial arts to the Emperor Realm?
Only when the powerful soul powers of two emperor-level powerhouses collide can such powerful energy fluctuations be produced.

In the eyes of the old man, there was obvious shock. In the Middle East, there were not no people who advanced to the Emperor Realm, and it could even be said that there were not many, but at the age of the little girl in front of him, she had already advanced to the Emperor Realm. How could this be possible? ?

(End of this chapter)