Andrew looked at the black smoke curling around him, his ethereal eyes wandered, he stretched out his hand and swiped into the void, and several sharp lightning flashed through the sky. The black-robed old man held his hands upwards lightly, chanting an incomprehensible incantation in his mouth, and the lightning slashed on the dark ground, the earth trembled violently, and a pit was split, and the afterglow was still wandering strangely on the ground, making a squeaking sound.

Andrew didn't stop the movement of his hand, a brilliant electric light wandered in the palms of his hands, spreading out violently, and the dazzling white light swam away with the black smoke, and the black smoke seemed to be sealed, slowly floating, and dissipating into the air.

"Say your name. Andrew stared at the black-robed magician, his deep eyes glowing faintly.

The black-robed sorcerer had already finished chanting, and he replied coldly, "I don't have the habit of having people erect monuments!" After speaking, he raised his hands above his head, and the words in his mouth were recited, and his shrill voice flickered far and near in the air.

A huge white tiger appeared in front of him, and it roared and pounced on Andrew, who raised his shield and met him. The force of the impact staggered Andrew to his feet, and he was pinned back.

Eric wanted to help him, the magic circle in the sky roared towards him and pressed over, Eric had suffered such a loss, he didn't dare to fight hard, he toe lightly, jumped up and flashed, the magic circle was deeply seared into the earth, like a carved delicate pattern, and the fierce burning left a clear mark on the ground.

The young sorcerers closed their eyes and chanted softly, waving their hands and grasping the knots of their fingers. Their faces were calm, as if everything in heaven and earth had nothing to do with them, including life and death!

The magic circles that rose out of thin air pressed towards Eric one by one, in all directions, without giving him a chance to breathe.

Spiritual power and spiritual power are being consumed fiercely, such an attack will only be tragic, no one can bear the result of failure, failure means death.

Andrew was suppressed and retreated by the huge white tiger, whose body was like a mountain, and it roared forward, and its low roar was deafening. Under the huge pressure, he wanted to retreat, he glanced at the old man, gathered his spiritual power, pushed hard, and the moment the white tiger's body was stunned, he shot up and rushed towards the old man. The old man seemed to see through his heart, and with a push of his hand, a purple magic circle blocked Andrew.

Andrew propped up his shield and met him, and the sound of violent impact rang out, and the sparks were brilliant and flamboyant. Andrew didn't dare to attack for a long time, because the white tiger roared and pounced, and its claws were like sharp blades, approaching it. Andrew didn't dare to be careless, stretched out his hand and slashed, and a white light burst out, and the scorching white beam shot towards the white tiger like a sharp sword out of the sheath. The white tiger was attacked, and one fell to the ground, and it got up, agitated, roared, and stared at Andrew with blood-red eyes.

Andrew pushed the white tiger back and attacked the black-robed magician again, trying to get around the purple circle, which seemed to have eyes in front of him. He grabbed the rune in the center of the circle and poured spiritual power into it, and the golden light swam in the purple circle, the golden and purple light intertwined, the fierce collision, and the sound of the exchange was breathtaking.

This place is too weird, Andrew can't sense any spiritual power, the spiritual power in his body is quickly consumed, and he can't be replenished, he must fight quickly. He looked around at the young sorcerers around him and found a breakthrough. He leapt away from the entanglement of the magic circle, and countless blue flames shot towards those magicians.

The young sorcerer's closed eyes snapped open, as if sensing danger, and the chanting suddenly became louder. Some of the circles roared to meet them, some of the blue flames burst into flames that were hit and splashed in the air like brilliant fireworks, and some of the blue flames hit the young magician, and the magician's face twisted in pain. The old man stretched out his hand and pinched a knot in his mouth, and the burning young magician's body trembled violently, and a black qi swirled from the bottom of his foot, and the blue flame on his body was instantly extinguished.

The white tiger seized the opportunity and jumped suddenly, opening its mouth wide and approaching it, its sharp claws breaking through the air. Andrew hurriedly propped up his shield to protect his body, and the weight of the volley and the hard slapping of the volley, the shield was cut through several gaps by the claws, and the powerful force shot him far away.

Andrew's attack relieved Eric's pressure a lot, and he saw the right moment, and the moment the white tiger fell, the flames roared out, hitting the white tiger's abdomen accurately, spreading and burning. The white tiger dissipated into the air with a wail of pain.

The old man began to chant the black-robed magician, and in the blue sky, a huge dragon let out a piercing roar, and quickly pressed down.

Andrew lunged forward, like a sharp arrow, and his body was fixed in the air, but he paused for a moment and fell violently. This is a desperate style of play, and he will do his best to defeat the enemy with one move.

The old man knew this, and the chanting suddenly became faster and faster, and a black mist enveloped all the magicians.

The moment Andrew landed, a wave of light whistled and spread from the soles of his feet, and the huge pressure broke the air, churning and scattering, and the powerful air currents blew away those black mist. The light waves spread rapidly in all directions, and the cold electric light drew bright curves on the ground, and the young magician was ejected by the electric light, crashing everywhere, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The old man was also shocked back two steps by such a force, and was a little surprised.

The dragon in the sky seemed to have been struck, tumbling and dissipating. The old man seemed enraged, and his shrill chant became even more piercing. The earth trembled, and several magic circles broke through the ground, surrounding the two of them in the center, and the top of their heads was shrouded in a thick thunder light.

Eric clenched his hand in the air, and a sharp sword condensed from the air appeared in the palm of his hand, and he stabbed the sword out with all his might, only to bring a spark. The circle was like an iron wall, and the beams of the runes in the circle were controlled by the old man to shoot wildly, and the young magicians joined in the chanting, and the beams became sharper.

The two of them had to desperately dodge, and this dodge quickly drained their physical strength. The sunlight is weakening, and if night comes, the situation will only get worse, and the sorcerers who have been absorbing the power of darkness will become more dangerous.

There was a chill on Andrew's face, the only thing he could think of now was to leave, the sooner the better! He and Eric looked at each other, and Eric immediately understood that there was no need to entangle themselves in such a place, and these magicians had trapped them in the formation with only one purpose, it was dark!

The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and the powerful spiritual power filled their arms, and they slapped hard towards the magic circle in front of them. The spiritual power was released, and the powerful force slapped the magic circle open a huge crack, which was enough. Two figures shot out, one leaping into the air.

The old man stopped chanting, the circle burrowed into the earth, everything seemed to be back to square one, and the forest returned to its former tranquility.