Mo Bei looked at the small yard, and the walls around him were shining.

The courtyard is not big, and the eyes are all round and back.

"Buzz"

The wall trembled, and a figure gradually appeared on one wall. This figure looked like Mo Bei, but his eyes were sharper.

"Oh, I don't know what dreams will bring."

Mo Bei looked at himself on the wall. The next moment, the figure on the wall moved, took out the magic wand and pointed it, and a small fireball bounced out of the magic wand.

The fireball was refined to the extreme, about the thickness of a finger, and the color of the fire was red and black flames were exposed.

The "collapse" sounded, and Mo Bei fell deeply into it.

"How is it possible? How could it be the black flame? It has clearly touched an extremely high level."

Mo Bei shouted, then looked at the fireball technique he used in the mirror. The fireball was extremely round and its power reached its extreme.

The fireball technique he used was as big as a fist, but the fireball technique used by the person in the mirror shrank several times out of thin air. If he didn't look carefully, he would probably skip this magic, and the speed was indeed incredible.

"What a terrible magic control ability. Is it the realm above the primary level of Fireball Technique? But even ordinary advanced magicians cannot have such magic control ability!"

Mo Bei pondered for a moment and analyzed the fireball technique in the mirror, which was deeply shocked.

"Wow"

After Mo Bei in the mirror performed the fireball surgery, his body changed and he used a magic wand on the spot, and a thin and thin flame of light spewed out.

This flame is about one meter long and as thin as hair, but the person in the mirror can keep going smoothly, like a colorful red line, straight and so stable.

"Do you practice the method of controlling demons? The magic world is so magical. It seems that my vision of the magic pattern is to extend my horizons!"

Mo Bei felt bitter, thought for a while, and took out a magic wand from his cuff, and the flames were stimulated and gradually controlled by him.

"I was wrong. My concept should be changed as soon as possible. In this world, I'm afraid some talented people have discovered such a secret long ago. Magic is used to control demons. The stronger the ability to control demons, the stronger the corresponding combat ability. The magic world may not be as friendly as I imagined!" Mo Bei thought in a daze.

The magical world is accompanied by danger. Mo Bei thought that this world must be peaceful and beautiful, but after just one day of contact, he was uncertain. At this moment, he looked at himself in the mirror and displayed his strong ability to control demons. At this moment, his thinking seemed to open a door and think of something extremely terrible.

With what he thought, the magic power of the magic world might not be that simple, or it may represent the cruel law that survived behind this world. After all, although the memories in his mind were vague, he could vaguely remember several bloody fragments.

"No matter what the future is, you must fight to the death at this time."

Mo Bei's eyes became firm, and gradually circulated the magic power of the source of magic. A little bit of the magic wand, a fire as thick as an arm surged out.

After a moment of persistence, he was already in pain, sweating all over. Mo Bei gradually steadily gestured his body tightened, and the slow firelight as thick as his arms was controlled step by step.

He practiced over and over again, but he didn't know how long he had practiced, but he didn't mean to wake up in the dream at all. After a long period of attempts, the magic power of the source of magic dropped sharply.

When he was exhausted, Mo Bei jumped onto the lotus leaf again, refining magic power to replenish the power of the magic source.

After controlling over and over again, Mo Bei fell into a terrible practice. In his dream, he was no longer afraid of physical collapse or spasms and pain, so he developed a strong interest in magic.

I don’t know how long it took, but the time of dreams seemed to pass. For more than half a month, Mo Bei practiced control over and over again, and gradually evolved from the original firelight as thick as an arm to the firelight as big as a hair in front of him.

This fire is too refined. Fire is a product between virtual and real. When your hand passes through the flame, you will only feel the hot high temperature, but you cannot touch the essence of fire. However, the fire in front of you seems to have condensed a lot. With a gentle pull of your hand, you can feel the tension in it.

Such demon control ability has exceeded the limit and reached the level of the realm of virtuality and reality, making people feel a touch of reality in the illusory environment.

"What does the lotus have? And the ring. The lotus seems to be able to improve people's understanding and speed of refining magic power, but the ring can improve people's memory and detect the magician's background. Perhaps there are other potentials that have not been discovered."

Mo Bei whispered, suddenly feeling that all this was too incredible.

"Wow"

After a few more days, Mo Bei disappeared in a ray of light.

In the library of Austin Magic Academy, Mo Bei opened his eyes and touched the ancient books squeezed on his nose, and could still smell the smell of ancient books on his nose.

"I...I...Damn...I'm in trouble."

Mo Bei screamed in surprise, rode on the broom together from the magic broom.

"Crash"

Mo Bei was stunned when a large piece of ancient books fell from his body.

He looked at his feet, and looked at the half waist of the bookshelf. It was more than twenty feet above the ground at such a high distance, but he was still buried under the ancient books.

"I'll go, how long has it been? It's still light outside, but why do I feel that the night has been a bit long?"

Mo Bei thought quietly, raised his hand and the magic wand was a little casually. Time seemed to be still. Ancient books sprang into a unique landscape and returned to the huge bookshelf.

A cool feeling came from the ring.

Name: Mo Bei

Age: 20

Meditation: "Book of Fire" "Melody of Fire"

Magical constitution: Fire system

Hidden constitution: Thunder system (unawakened)

Magic Level: Intermediate Realm of the Initial Magician

Initial Magic: Light Body Technique Primary (Assisted) Firewall Technique Primary (Defense)

Intermediate magic: Fireball advanced (attack) Fire dance elementary (attack, defense) Flying technique elementary (auxiliary) Flame knife elementary (attack)

Advanced Magic: Introduction to Fire Body Burning Technique (Attack)

Ultimate Magic: None

Forbidden spell: None

Ultimate Forbidden Spell: None

Field: None

Magic Weapon: Magic Stick

"As it turns out that all this is true. Fireball Technique has also been promoted from primary magic to intermediate magic, and it is only one step away from breaking through to the level of high-level magic. The name has also changed from Fireball Technique to continuous blasting fireball Technique. Perhaps with the improvement of magic control ability, Fireball Technique will continue to be improved by him. Fortunately, the ring is still there."

Mo Bei looked down at the ring on his fingers. From the little trial just now, he realized that his ability to control demons was much stronger.

"The space just now wasn't just inside this ring, right!"

Mo Bei vaguely remembered that when he entered the dream, the ring in his hand disappeared.

But when I looked at my demon control ability again, my eyes were almost glaring. If it were the demon control ability last night, I could only throw tens of thousands of ancient books into the air in a mess. Now the demon control power can be neat and orderly, and the ancient books will return faster.

"If I had such magic control ability yesterday, how could I win so badly? If I had fought several battles with today's strength, there would be no pain!"

Mo Bei smiled foolishly, and at this moment he felt that the haze of the past had been swept away, and even the resentment accumulated over the past three years disappeared.

"This is what I am, with vitality in the sunshine. Even if the Magic Guild comes, it should not be difficult to carry out a few simple tasks with my power."

In my mind, Mo Bei thought of several interesting people from his memory. Today's Mo Bei has been completely integrated with the former Mo Bei, and those twenty years of memory seem to be evidence of his personal experience.

"It's time to meet my former companions."

Mo Bei Haha Pavilion, with a magic broom rushing, Mo Bei, who was riding a broom, rushed out of the library, rushed towards the Austin Magic Academy, and soared above the academy.

"Wow"

The sky was not bright yet, and Mo Bei rode a broom to the head of the flying snake again, and suddenly climbed up the snake's head of the divine snake.

The divine snake is too tall, hundreds of meters high, with two small breasts touching the ground like a lying dragon, and most of its body curled up in the air like a bow.

The snake's head, a pair of petrified eyes, a row of long bone spurs between the eyes, and the snake's skin at the snake's neck was flat and bulging out, like a pair of wings.

"The person who seals the flying god snake is the real strong man. It is said that this snake is already a totem of a foreign tribe. It was sealed here a thousand years ago. Fortunately, it was sealed in the academy. If it were sealed elsewhere, I am afraid this demon snake would have unsealed the seal and caused a disaster to the world."

Mo Bei found information about the Flying Snake God from the library books. At this time, there will be a battle in the academy sooner or later. As long as the Flying Snake lives for one day, the disaster will eventually appear.

"I can only hope that I was already a super strong man at that time, otherwise I could only avoid it from afar. A high-level magician is definitely not my end. I have to work harder and quickly improve my magic power. Maybe I will have the capital to survive at that time."

Mo Bei murmured, looking down at the eyes of the divine snake. Perhaps it was an illusion. The divine snake's eyes flashed with red eyes, flashing in a flash. Even Mo Bei, whose magic control ability had reached the limit, did not notice such a fearful scene.

"My mom is really confused. Today seems to be a day off."

After a long time, there was no noise in the empty academy, Mo Bei slapped his head.

"Go back and clean up first, and that dilapidated house should be replaced. It's extremely sloppy and far from the city center. I've been thinking about it so hard to find a way to make money."

Mo Bei rode a broom and rushed into the sky, and didn't plan to return the broom to the academy. It would cost a lot of money to buy another one, so he just came back tonight.

"I'm so poor that I'm so poor. As a former senior magician, why is it also a white-collar worker in that world? But Leng was mixed up as a beggar by his former master."

Mo Bei rode a broom to the jungle of Austin Magic Academy. In the majestic and vast mountains, vigorous ancient trees stood.

"Damn it, I ran away, dash"

Mo Bei rode a broom, his vision blurred in the air and flew away for a while. When he found out that he had made a mistake, half an hour had passed.

"When will I get lucky when will I get lucky?"

It was noon that Mo Bei flew low and found the exit. There were rows of tall buildings and figures on both sides of the road.

Mo Bei took the lead and wandered in the center of the street lights on both sides. His speed was too fast, causing his hair to fly up, and his car was speeding several meters under his feet, which made him feel a special pleasure for a moment.

“It’s so cool.”
To be continued...