When Mo Fan looked down, this thing was already hanging on him!

Just like something standing out from your legs, this white leopard is like painting on your body!

His legs were extremely heavy, and Mo Fan felt that his legs were about to be broken by this weight.

Now he knows what Bing Author painter uses to make drawing boards.

Everything he saw was his drawing board, the pen was painted in the air, and the ice magic was presented in the air, and the mind locked in Mo Fan's body, and he drew handcuffs on it, and soon Mo Fan would be hung with this heavy seal.

"Kill the painting, ten thousand locks strangle!!"

The goose-feathered snow pen in the white leopard's hand was held upside down. Instead of sketching with the tip of the pen, it rolled a circle of white ink with the end of the pen, and then vented its pen like a madman in front of it!

As soon as the end of the pen was swung, a long buckle lock appeared immediately. Each section was the size of an adult's palm. They appeared in Mo Fan's direction, and some even emerged from the cracks on the back of the strong rock vein.

There were more and more chains, all hanging on Mo Fan's body. The weight alone was about to crush Mo Fan to pieces.

The pen in the white leopard's hand began to stir, and the ice-iron chains were twisted together. From a distance, it looked like countless mechanical ice pythons were surrounded by them, which was terrifying!

Mo Fan's legs were fixed by heavy ice iron lead, but his body was hung with chains connected by tens of thousands of lock rings. When they stirred like this, they wanted to twist Mo Fan directly from his waist!

Mo Fan was shocked.

There is no need to hit, and there is no defense. All these things are applied to Mo Fan out of thin air, and I don’t even know how to resolve Mo Fan.

But the ten thousand locks were already stirring. From one end to another, my body was completely separated!!

It's too late to break it, and it's even harder to get out.

Even though he knew that the other party was an Ice Author and cast spells with paintings, Mo Fan felt that he was the villain on the other party’s drawing board, and he let him torture him. He imagined it out of thin air, but the force exerted on him was real!

Mo Fan was in danger, and Shaka couldn't help but speak when she saw this scene.

"Shaga! Don't forget that every time you say something to him now, it is equivalent to cutting an extra wound on the leader's body!" Bai Bao realized in advance that Shaga might sell his teammates, and scolded and stopped him in time.

Leng Hu stood next to Shaka at some point, so that he would laugh hard when he would not do anything bad to do.

"It's better that brother is simple and straightforward to take action." Leng Hu said proudly.

Shaka was silent, but stared at Mo Fan who was strangled with his purple eyes.

"The ridge of the earth vein, your blood can evoke the power of the ancient Andes' Earth vein. It's such an amazing ability. Thunder-type destruction, fire-type heavenly seed, shadow transcendence, rock vein master, space chaos... You really opened my eyes with such a terrifying strength at a young age."

"But, so what?"

"No matter how powerful the power is, it is just a piece of painting paper covered with rich colors in front of me. My white ink has been applied, and everything is back to its original state. Then I will write it casually on it, including your way of death!" Bai Bao said to Mo Fan, who was executed in sarcastic language.

In the last little time, he could not break free, and he was death.

Bai Bao was like a high-ranking judge at this time, reading Mo Fan's crimes and telling him his stupidity!

...

"Click Click Click!!!!!!!"

Mo Fan's ears were full of the harsh sound of the iron chains colliding. He seemed to have fallen into the nest of a crazy ice python. No matter where he looked, he saw those ice iron bodies that were crazyly stirring together.

They collectively stir up their own activities, gradually narrowing the area they can move around.

The body began to tighten, and a feeling of being wrapped tightly made Mo Fan begin to feel death.

"What's going on?"

Like a nightmare with difficulty breathing, the dream itself forgets the instinct of escape and lacks the rational understanding of everything around it. In this way, it allows those unreasonable and impossible nightmares to approach, torture and intimidate themselves until they suddenly wake up.

I put handcuffs on people's body and gave them a grand death penalty of ice-iron chains. Are the magical magic that I saw in my eyes really like the White Leopard?

Or is it actually not purely ice-type magic among the vast death penalty lock and ice lead shackles?

Mo Fan had thought before whether the ability of the author Bai Bao was an hallucination, but when he felt his legs were heavy and his bones were broken, Mo Fan ruled out this idea.

The snow is real, and the shackles and chains are real...

But this feeling of death and being about to be broken all over is likely to be given to you by your opponent.

A painting can make people feel the turbulent waves and the ice and snow, but that is just because it is too realistic and vivid. When people immerse themselves in the world of painting, similar scenes they have experienced will appear in their minds, so they will leave behind the torture and pain in their hearts!

"Hmph, spiritual magic!"

Mo Fan raised his head and finally woke up before dying and his eyes began to regain their burning flames!

Mind connection!

The other party is mixed with the spiritual system in the ice magic!

I want to suppress myself from my heart and then bury myself with ice and snow. Once I wander in such a terrible ice torture, waiting for myself is also death.

"Little Yan Ji!"

After Mo Fan knew that he had been given spiritual shackles, he began to become indifferent to everything around him.

In a nightmare, people will forget to think and completely play the role of the intimidated and chased in the nightmare. But once they realize that all this is impossible, when they calm down and think, many things will be self-defeating!

Mo Fan just forgot to resist and think, and completely fell into the execution ground that the other party drew for him!

Now he has started to fight and fight back!

His own flame was not strong enough to break the iron nightmare in front of him.

He needed Xiao Yanji's heavenly tribulation flame to melt the shackles imposed on him with the hottest fire.

“Hohuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Xiao Yanji appeared from the contract space. She did not fully show herself, but instead turned into a flame battle robe and draped on Mo Fan's body.

Mo Fan's whole body was ignited, burning from his head to his legs, and even his dark brown eyes swayed with flames, red and red!!

Mo Fan couldn't feel the cold before, but in fact he couldn't feel the heat either.

The other party eliminates his senses, uses ice magic to make a magic field, and uses spiritual power to make Mo Fan execute himself.
Chapter completed!