"Silent, little wolf, I'll resist them in a while, you take Zijie and go first!"

Liu Hua tightened the broken jun in his hand, the situation has reached the point of breaking the boat, and it may be a luxury for them to be able to walk at this time.

"What do you think of me? Do I look like one who escaped?"

Ye Silent was a little unhappy, although he had known them for a short time, but in his bones he was not the kind of person who abandoned his friends.

"It's a big deal, Lao Tzu is still a good man after eighteen years!"

The possession of the little wolf came, and one person was the first to stand up to everyone.

"Haha~"

Liu Huabiao laughed loudly, lifted the Pojun in his hand and killed it.

Ye Silent also quietly followed behind the two, helping the two resist the spur of the pseudo-dragon.

The three of them actually blocked the pseudo-dragon back for a while, but as time passed, that momentum continued to weaken.

The pseudo-dragon's counterattack suddenly became extremely ferocious, and Liu Huabiao and the three of them suddenly couldn't resist it, and retreated one after another.

The state of the three of them is not very good, and they are already stretched thin at the moment, Liu Huabiao is already in a state of madness, but despite this, the scars on his body are increasing.

"Poof~"

The little wolf was fiercely provoked by a fourth-order pseudo-dragon and flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.

The three of them, who were already a little overwhelmed, were even more unbearable after the loss of a general at the moment, but the three converged and were knocked out of the night silently.

Only Liu Huabiao is left, still struggling to persevere.

呲~

The dragon claws of a pseudo-dragon grabbed Liu Huabiao's body fiercely, and a piece of flesh and blood suddenly fell off.

"Ah~"

Liu Hua roared, and with an axe, he split the pseudo-dragon into pseudo-dragon qi, but he himself was also slammed out by another pseudo-dragon.

"Soarer!"

Yu Zhekun shouted, and the third-order magic whirlwind technique in his hand was thrown out, and he himself jumped out quickly, but before he could jump out far, he was blocked by the pseudo-dragon.

"No~"

Yu Zhekun was a little desperate, watching the endless pseudo-dragon devouring Liu Huabiao and the four of them, at that moment, he felt an indescribable discomfort.

Tears fell silently, and the strong wind bow released arrows one after another.

The Mei brothers also broke out at this moment, and the three brothers were back to back, raised their heavy swords with both hands, and began to spin wildly.

The wind was howling, like a huge meat grinder, frantically harvesting the lives of the pseudo-dragons.

Those pseudo-dragons were a little afraid to approach for a while.

The three brothers took the opportunity to suddenly accelerate and walked in the direction of Wang Zijie and the others.

The shackles of spiritual power in their minds had not dissipated, so the three of them firmly believed that Wang Zijie was still alive.

It was not only a few of them who broke out at the same time, but the moment Xiaoxiao saw Wang Zijie being submerged by the pseudo-dragon, the hair on the back of his head was windless.

A seemingly non-dangerous aura slowly bloomed around her, it was the breath of life, but it was not the case for pseudo-dragons.

Where the aura passed, the pseudo-dragon turned into pseudo-dragon qi without even holding on for a moment, but in a few breaths, a huge pseudo-dragon qi cloud appeared behind the little one.

That scene seems to be able to compete with Wang Zijie.

Just as everyone erupted, a cracking sound sounded.

Rumble~

The air wave brought by the violent explosion overturned the pseudo-dragons around Wang Zijie, and even some of the pseudo-dragons that were close to them were directly shattered by the explosion, and even the pseudo-dragon qi was dispersed by the air wave.

"Zijie~"

"Zijie!"

"Master!"

Several exclamations sounded, Wang Zijie slowly stood up from the ground, and at the moment of getting up, a breeze entrusted him to think about it in the air.

Liu Huabiao, Ye Silent and others were included in the wind talisman by him.

Although there is not enough time to recover the four runes, it is not difficult to recover just one wind rune.

A wind talisman that was bigger than before floated in front of Wang Zijie, and the wind talisman was about to catch up with Wang Zijie as far as the eye could see.

The wind talisman continued to absorb the wind element in the air, and one after another wind blades flew out of the wind talisman, accurately taking away the lives of the pseudo-dragons.

The new condensation talisman is of great significance to Wang Zijie, and that kind of opportunity to feel the elements again is not available to everyone.

After this reunion of the Wind Talisman, Wang Zijie had a deeper understanding of the wind element, which also increased his determination to study magic.

At this time, the wind blade flying out of the wind talisman was not controlled by Wang Zijie, but the wind talisman was done independently.

This time, Wang Zijie of the wind talisman naturally did not need the support of Tianshuang, he relied on his comprehension of the wind element to extract the breath of the wind element in his soul, and used this as a template to gather the wind talisman.

For Wang Zijie, the newly condensed wind talisman is even more convenient than the previous wind talisman, especially the kind of aura that belongs to him.

If the previous wind talisman Wang Zijie was only in control, then the wind talisman at this time is like a part of Wang Zijie's body, and the spiritual power in the wind talisman can even perform some simple magic independently.

However, there are naturally advantages and disadvantages, and it is impossible for Wang Zijie of this wind talisman to be looking for a summoned beast, because this wind talisman has become a pure-bred elemental talisman.

Even Wang Zijie was a little unbelievable at this point, did he really want to become an elemental envoy?

With his thoughts turning, Wang Zijie looked at the pseudo-dragons around him, and a wave of anger gradually burned in his heart at this time.

Why do you kill me when everyone is here to hunt me?

If there is anger, it is indispensable to vent, and this price is the life of the pseudo-dragon.

Wang Zijie seems to be incarnated as an emotionless butcher at this moment, frantically hunting the pseudo-dragons around here, and the third-order pseudo-dragons are just something that can be solved by a wind needle in his hands.

As for the first- and second-order pseudo-dragons, the wind blade is in the direction of death.

Soon, a pseudo-dragon qi cloud condensed behind Wang Zijie again, and this time the qi cloud could not cause any harm to Wang Zijie.

The Four-Yuan Heaven Sealing Array tore open a corner, and the qi cloud was directly incorporated into the blood-colored dantian.

Wang Zijie's continuous killing soon caused the pseudo-dragon to counterattack, and the two fifth-order pseudo-dragons came straight to Wang Zijie.

"It's good to come!"

The wind talisman turned around, slowly fitting behind Wang Zijie's back, and a pair of huge wind wings spread out against the wind.

"Fourth-order magic, Windy Wings?"

Yu Zhekun exclaimed, of course there is nothing surprising about casting fourth-order magic, the key is that Wang Zijie actually omitted the step of chanting and casting spells!

Instantaneous!

Don't forget that Wang Zijie is only a four-rune peak magician at most, and the instantaneous fourth-order magic can't even be done at the peak of the five-rune, and only the sixth-order rune master can do it after years of muttering a magic.

Not only Wang Zijie, but all the geniuses present were also stunned, especially the geniuses of several academies, their faces were as ugly as eating flies.

How will the chaotic war platform be fought after that? Do you go up to find abuse?

A white-haired young man led by Tianji Pavilion glanced at Wang Zijie thoughtfully, and then whispered a few words to a person beside him.

The man's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, but when he looked at Wang Zijie, it turned into pity.

"Hehe~ I don't know if it's your luck or misfortune to be favored by Sun Haobo!"

The man quickly disappeared, and Sun Haobo's eyes also showed a slight hint of expectation.

At this time, Wang Zijie was still resisting the two fifth-order pseudo-dragons, and his rune power was no weaker than that of the fifth-order rune master at this time, so he was still quite handy in dealing with it.

constantly shuttling between the two pseudo-dragons, the process of the game is also the process of Wang Zijie adapting to his own abilities.

In the past, he was not proficient, not only learned the secret skills of the martial artist, but also learned the things of the summoning envoy, and the things of the elemental master were not less.

Although they have all reached the beginning, none of them can be put on the table.

At this time, he was more like he was full of firepower, one after another magic bloomed in his hands, and from time to time there were one or two first- and second-order formations.

As time passed, Wang Zijie did not feel tired, but became more and more ferocious, and the two fifth-order pseudo-dragons actually had a tendency to retreat.

呲~

Wang Zijie struck a false blow, but the hidden wind blade in his hand slashed through the throat of the other pseudo-dragon.

The pseudo-dragon also knew that his life was short, and he had no reservations under the attack, not caring about the trauma that Wang Zijie brought to it, and he was bound to want to keep Wang Zijie here.

It's a pity that he couldn't fulfill his last wish until the end.

However, adhering to the principle of demolishing a temple rather than destroying a marriage, how could Wang Zijie let it go on the road alone, wouldn't it be very lonely?

Seeing the fall of his companion, the fifth-order pseudo-dragon also had the intention of retreating, but it didn't take long for Wang Zijie to find an opportunity, and a wind gun was poured into its chest.

And the vitality in the eyes of the pseudo-dragon has also begun to slowly dissipate since then.