Chapter 390 (2/2)
Ivy hasn't reached this level yet, but he's on his way. He only trains himself to understand such a road, and he does not have to restrain himself with a visible sword. He is still in the magic, the sword is only a weapon to assist magic, or even props.
Sword and magic, one and two and one, complement each other. Moreover, this pure attack to the supernatural is really easy to use.
”Wind magic, the breeze helps the willow, the law: lick the dog's tenderness.”
Wind magic is generally characterized by speed, ferocity, sharpness and coldness Such characteristics are well-known, star mages can generally play the above attributes to the extreme, especially in the coordination of the law, all without its extreme, rarely this kind of gentleness.
It can be said that this is a very special law. Ivy realized it only after upgrading his soul twice. It is not the top level, not the advanced level, at most, it is the intermediate law, but it has certain particularity, otherwise
Not to mention the life of the protagonist, at least Ivy got the disease of the protagonist, ordinary things, with his arrogant death appearance, basically can not look up to.
This kind of neutral, slow and gentle law and magic is corresponding to more perception and control. To be honest, the value of their cultivation is far greater than that of the enemy. Generally speaking, in a beautiful and quiet environment, when a person perceives something important, it is used as an enlightenment ceremony
When Ivy decided to use this magic, he was completely on a whim. He had this kind of decision when he thought about it. He was very willful. But this kind of wayward son can still achieve good results, can only say, he may really be the son of some Zhu Tian big man.
As soon as the two sides hand in hand, ivy has to admire his foresight. There are many secrets about this strange dwarf. The endless insights he has gained from him are just what he does not have, or is not good at This kind of complementary perception gains, let him keep in a state of exuberance every second.
But the boss was miserable. He felt more and more impetuous, slow in mind and deformed in movement. It was like a temporary exchange between his buttocks and his head.In the black forest, suddenly there is a tree full of light, it becomes warm and warm, green and bright, all kinds of attractive. Wisps of breeze passing by, leaves floating, the veins above, all the information inside, are taken away by the wind, I do not know where to go.
The boss suddenly felt as if he had become a leaf on the tree, quietly waiting for the arrival of spring - but since it was not spring, what was he doing on the tree?
He felt dizzy in his head, and suddenly felt that there was beauty in the tree and a house of gold in the tree. Even if it's not a golden house, at least there's a wooden house. There's a Xiao San Er, it's just Why only one head? How do you do this? No, I mean Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
The boss woke up with a start. He was sweating. The sweat on his forehead had already been colored with oil Damn, is this wind magic? Deceiving. This is clearly Psychic magic? No, how can spiritual magic be so strong What the hell is this?
Soul is magic. There is no such classification in the world, and there is no such kind of magic at all.
Of course, ivy is not. He's really wind magic. It's just a kind of stealing magic that works on the soul - it's a use for his attack. Ivy is still a little reluctant, killing chickens with a knife!
Fortunately, I got a lot.
I used to stay in the night God, which is a terrible experience and a kind of alternative wealth