The Entire Position Of Mage Only Wants To Be A Magician

"What is this" Mo Fan looked at the huge

whirlpool and asked

, "Fu Yuan" and Mo Fan, the old hunter who hunted the undead together in the past few days, said with a trembling voice

, at this time, Councilor Zhu Meng, Chief Instructor Flying Horn, and Hunter King Duxiao had arrived, looking at the huge black vortex in the distance with a solemn face

, "Such a big abyss is still the first time I have met, and it is still so close to the ancient capital, It seems that things

can't be good this time" Hunter King Duxiao looked at the distant Fu Yuan with a solemn face and said, hearing Du Xiao's words, everyone present fell silent, did not speak

"It's not that it can't be good, but there is no hope at all" In this silent atmosphere, Zhao Yifeng's voice suddenly sounded

"What do you mean by this" Zhu Meng, the three leaders of Feijiao and Duxiao looked at Zhao Yifeng in unison and asked, the people present knew Zhao Yifeng in addition to Zhu Meng, Feijiao and Duxiao have only heard

of Zhao Yifeng's reputation, as for Zhao Yifeng's shock, they don't know that Feijiao is listening to the kid boasting all day about how powerful his eldest brother is, and the hunting king Duxiao is a little impressed by Zhao Yifeng, but not too deep

: "It's nothing, this level of Fu Yuan has eight monarch-level undead sitting in the town, are you sure that people can hold the ancient capital on this point" Zhao Yifeng still said lightly,

There was no trace of change in expression on his face: "What eight monarchs, this is impossible, such undead have been born with spiritual intelligence, they will not directly attack the ancient capital so recklessly, there must be some hidden secret in this" As the most senior hunting king, Du Xiao was the first to object, did not believe Zhao Yifeng's statement

with Du Xiao spoke, and the rest of the people also expressed their attitudes, all standing on Du Xiao's side, looking at Zhao Yifeng with some indifference in their eyes

Zhao Yifeng did not have any surprises about this, he knew that there was no basis for words, only by seeing it with their own eyes could they completely believe

"Brother Feng, what you said is true, there are really eight monarchs in that abyss" Mo Fan walked to Zhao Yifeng's side and quietly asked, "

Yes, these eight monarchs are the eight most powerful generals under Qin Shi Huang, and the undead soul of the head of the eight monarchs is called the corpse of the peak, and the strength has reached the same realm as the Hangzhou Xuan Snake, and the remaining seven monarchs, The worst strength is also similar to the Firmament Lord" Zhao Yifeng answered

Mo Fan's question, and said and Zhu Meng, who was closest to Mo Fan, heard Zhao Yifeng's words, his eyes widened, what happened in Hangzhou before is still vividly remembered, and he was also at a disadvantage in the battle with the Firmament Lord, and he was almost killed by him

Not to mention the totem Xuan Snake that beat the Firmament Lord, when he thought that the strength of the corpse of the mountain peak could be as powerful as the Totem Xuan Snake, his brain was a little unresponsive, and most importantly, he heard that these eight monarchs turned out to be the subordinates of the ancestral dragon Qin Shi Huang, how powerful the Qin Shi Huang who turned into an undead was, now Zhu Meng no longer dares to imagine

but such a big thing does not allow for sloppiness, rather believe it, not trust it, Zhu Meng immediately asked Feijiao and Duxiao to discuss, In the end, the three of them all made

the same decision, that is, to defend the ancient capital to the death, and at the same time notify the residents of the city as much as possible to evacuate to the safe enchantment, "Hurry up and work, save some citizens as much as possible" Seeing this situation, Zhao Yifeng could only sigh helplessly, looking at Mo Fan and saying that this

result is the last thing he wants to see, the ancient capital can be rebuilt, as long as the citizens have been alive, the reconstruction of the ancient capital is only a matter of time, there is no need to sacrifice these military mages, Come to cover for the evacuated citizens

, but now on the battlefield, Zhao Yifeng felt for the first time the feeling of fighting on the battlefield, which can make you understand the harm of war, and at the same time eager to improve the strength Zhao Yifeng

did not assemble according to their detachments, but jumped off the city wall alone, and faced the overwhelming undead army

"Cold and Ghost Domain"

absolute realm alone, Zhao Yifeng manipulated the ice element to divide an area in the corner, forming his own exclusive battle site

, one after another tall ice walls emerged from the ground, besieging some undead, and the remaining undead army was blocked outside, waving the huge ice wall that the claws in his hand kept cutting

, at the same time Zhao Yifeng summoned Xiaotian out, and followed behind with more than fifty sand roaring tigers, the spectacular scene directly made Zhu Meng and others on the city wall directly look stupid

Under the nourishment of the bloodline strengthening pool, Xiaotian has successfully advanced to the dominating level, and the Sand Xiaohu race has also made great progress, and several high-talent Shaxiaohu have reached the peak of the generals

, but such strength is still a little insufficient in front of the army of undead, just in this field divided by Zhao Yifeng, there are three or four leader-level undead, and the rest of the general-level undead also have nearly two

hundred races that are the king of a hundred beasts, and the dignity of tiger demons does not allow them to retreat, Xiaotian led the sand roaring tigers to directly charge

the undead, Zhao Yifeng stood in place, after the ice domain was cast, he became the master of this area, condensed a throne made of ice, sat there quietly, controlled the cold air in the field, and left spiked ice picks or chains on the walking path of the undead army, restricting the movement of the undead, waiting for the harvest of the Xiaotian

At this moment, on the city wall, the three people who have been paying attention to Zhu Meng in the abyss are stunned when they look at Zhao Yifeng's state, the entire thousands of undead armies, in the blink of an eye, have been harvested by Zhao Yifeng, except for the three or four powerful commander-level undead, Zhao Yifeng's battle is simply a one-sided form of ending

"Hey, how does this guy cultivate, so perverted" Councilman Zhu Meng gasped, although he knew that Zhao Yifeng should be regarded as the leader among the younger generation, In his opinion, how strong a student can be, the highest is just stepping into the high level, and encountering a leader-level creature can only escape

: "Yes, and it seems that this guy's ice soul species should be the best category among the soul species," Chief Instructor Feijiao continued Zhu Meng's words

"Not only that, don't you see that this guy's summoned beast has reached the strength of the leader level" As soon as Feijiao finished speaking, he heard Du Xiao speak, but there was obviously some dissatisfaction in his tone, he was a super-level mage, and he raised his mount to the level of the leader level by virtue of his identity as a hunting king, but this age is estimated to be less than half of his Zhao Yifeng, how can Du Xiao not have a trace of jealousy, and immediately felt that his summoned beast was not fragrant