A Master's Type Moon Event Book

"Master!"

"You protect them, I'll go out, it's not suitable to fight her here."

The great magic released instantly under the high-speed divine words was like elongated black arrow feathers during the speech, breaking through the glass outside the floor in unison, and the ravaged floor-to-ceiling windows made a cracking sound.

Li shook his spear and rushed forward at the fastest speed.

Like a shooting star, with a white gleam.

Behind him was the continuously exploding floor, and the flying fragments splashed on the armor, and were instantly bounced away.

Without the slightest lingering, the long spear left his hand, and the magic power between the heaven and the earth fluctuated rapidly. Under the guidance of Li Xiang, it quickly entangled along the body of the spear, and the long spear suddenly became a blood dragon.

Medea under the purple hood couldn't see the expression.

She raised her right hand, and the black wand whistled and hit hard, and the magic power in the air flew up like a stream of water.

The magic circle opened in front of her, and under layers of magic power, a dark purple magic bullet flew over in an instant at an unprecedented speed and hit the spear.

There is thunder in the eardrum.

Li Xiang had already arrived in front of Medea, holding the projected spear in his hand.

With a shrill whistle, like a long sword like a sheath, the body of the gun quickly turned into a stream of light, stabbing towards Medea.

"projection?"

Medea's voice came from afar.

Li Xiang frowned and stopped the spear, and turned to look at Medea.

Space magic.

What a hassle.

"Hehehe, a spearman who uses magician's methods?"

Li Xiang didn't answer, he said softly, "Ai Lei."

Medea suddenly felt a little cold, her body and soul seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and time and space were completely stagnant.

The sound of howling wind, the sound of police sirens in the distance, and the leap of magic power disappeared instantly, leaving only a dead silence.

There was a strong warning sign in her heart for no reason.

Medea looked at the silent knight in front of her, and quickly looked around, still not aware of anything.

But the breath of death is getting stronger and stronger.

Think of the taciturn Master.

No, she cannot die here.

Medea gripped her wand, the tin staff bestowed by the goddess Hecate.

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Medea took a deep breath and held out her right hand holding the wand.

The huge magic power instantly blew the cloak connected to the hood, and it opened like a butterfly, and the magic circle floated quietly.

But suddenly, like a street lamp without electricity, it flickered twice, and the lavender light went out.

She swung her right hand suddenly, the air swelled, and a magic bullet rushed towards Li Xiang, and then split in the middle without any accident, turned into an ordinary element, and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

Medea finally had sentience.

Around Li Xiang, there seemed to be a barrier surrounding him, and any attack would be detected and disintegrated.

And this disappearance is not simple.

There is no trace of any magic boot.

No, to be precise, she and Li Xiang fell into some kind of enchantment.

Thinking of this possibility, Medea couldn't help but forcefully bit her purple lips with the hand holding the wand.

There is no one who can quietly cast a barrier in front of her. She is already one of the most outstanding magicians in the age of gods, and she learned from Hecate, the goddess of magic in Greek mythology.

After a while, the cruel witch regained her composure.

Once again the magic starts.

The monstrous magic power surged like a tsunami, and the lavender light rose from the sea, creating several meters of waves between her hands.

In an instant, a black gap appeared behind her.

Knowing that things cannot be done, Medea did not hesitate to use space magic to escape back to Liudong Temple.

After her transformation, Liudong Temple has become a magic workshop.

As long as she is there, she has a great bonus.

Medea retreated warily.

However, her body was frozen in the next moment, and her soul shook instantly, as if someone was pulling her.

This is simply fantasy.