Demon Lakabi jerked up his left hand, dancing wildly with his palm. The flames and hot magma around him rose into the air, forming giant snakes that snaked and danced, heading straight for Jiwen.

Although those giant snakes moved quickly, it seemed to Jiwen that they were so slow at this moment. The senses that had just been enhanced by the blood pact allowed him to clearly capture the movements of these magical monsters. He turned slightly to the side, nimbly dodging the magma serpent that was rushing at the front. Just as the scorching magma stream almost grazed Given's body and flew by, he flipped his wrist, and the blade of "Fate" immediately cut off the writhing snake body.

The originally ferocious snake head immediately stopped, and the fiery magma fell heavily to the ground, splashing and scattering. Jiwen ignored the ablation pain coming from under his feet, but took advantage of this small gap to face those giant snakes and squeezed forward a few steps again.

Rakcabi's eyes widened, the summoned beast in front of him was not at all as slow and sluggish as it had been at the country house last time, and with his nimble pace and eerie magic sword, he was able to navigate between the flames and the lava serpent. Almost clinging to the gap between the serpents, he was already close to Lakabi's body.

Rakabi flailed his arms even more frantically, and more serpents were born from the flames and magma, gathering together and scrambling to stop in front of Given.

As the serpents meandered toward each other, a huge storm of ice and snow fell from the sky and smashed into the bodies of the serpents.

The white snow and ice collided with the flames, melted instantly, and then absorbed enough heat to turn into a diffuse steam. The surging steam and residual cold completely dispersed the weakened flames, and the blazing magma serpents were completely blocked by the ice and snow, and their bodies gradually froze, and finally stopped, some disintegrating in the air, and some turning into a stone sculpture of strange shapes.

Lakabi's eyes were thick with a fog, and he couldn't see what was going on in that fog now. The child of the silver dragon showed a spell-casting ability that was at least equivalent to that of a fifth-order summoner, and he was able to perform spell confrontations on his own without falling behind.

Although his ability was severely weakened due to injury, this strength was too amazing for an elf who was just over a hundred years old. She still has enough time to improve and hone her abilities, and the strength of this child will be unimaginable at that time.

Lakabi suddenly felt that the strength he had gained by burning the last shred of his life might not be enough.

Just as the demon was distracted, a black figure silently emerged from the mist in front of him. Like a ghost, Gilwin broke through the barrier of flame, lava, and steam, leaping high and stabbing at the demon with his sword.

"Damn spirits!"

Lakabi cursed bitterly, and quickly stretched out his remaining arm to block in front of him, and the flames on his palm swelled violently along his fingers in an instant, like a web of fire.

This should be able to stop this spirit monster. Lakabi thought so, and then was surprised to see Given's sword in one hand, aiming his left hand at the black web of fire.

A huge ice pick accumulated in his hand almost instantaneously, and then crashed into the net of fire.

It's an ice arrow, but he remembers that this summoned beast can't cast spells! This guy can unleash a huge ice arrow.

Just as Lakabi panicked, Jiwen was concentrating all his energy and casting spells through the crystal disk.

Perhaps because of the awakening of the silver dragon's bloodline, he felt that the spell energy that could be channeled now was surprisingly abundant, and those surging spell torrents had been baptized and fused by the crystal disk, and finally formed countless ice and snow gushing out.

The spell cast by the crystal disk this time was unexpectedly powerful, almost reaching the limit of the crystal disk's load, and the entire crystal disk emitted a strong tremor, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

As the ice and snow poured out, the demon's palm was frozen in the ice and snow to the bone, and then shattered by Jiwen's force.

Between the countless scattered ice crystals and snowflakes, Jiwen finally came face to face with the purple-eyed demon again.

Without any hesitation, Jiwen raised his right hand "Fate" and stabbed into the demon's mutilated body in one fell swoop.

Although Lakabi no longer had a fixed body at the moment, the black flames that made up the body seemed to be disintegrated as soon as they encountered the blade of "Fate", and they shattered and dissipated into the surrounding air, leaving only a little ash to fall to the ground.

The pain that pierced his heart made Lakabi howl in pain, and he danced his mutilated arm, his purple eyes fixed on the close Given. The demon's thick black flame tentacles danced rapidly, firmly locking on Jiwen in an instant.

"Let me go. ”

Lakabi commanded in pain, the force on the tentacles grew stronger and stronger, and the magic steel armor on Jiwen's body had been abraded by the black flames, and those flame tentacles were deeply embedded in Jiwen's ethereal body, almost tearing his body apart.

"Never!"

Holding back the pain, Jiwen firmly grasped the hilt of his sword and continued to stab deeply into the black flames.

The two of them held on to each other like this, knowing that Jiwen raised his head and stared unyieldingly at this originally invincible demon. Finally, Govern found a hint of fear and panic in the demon's purple eyes.

As a summoned beast, Jiwen is not afraid of death, but the demon is not, and for him, death before revenge is a complete defeat.

"Come with me to hell. ”

The thought swept through Givin's mind like lightning. With all his might, he swung "fate" sideways, and before he was burned by these flame tentacles, he wanted to completely cut off the monster in front of him.

The demon who sensed Jiwen's thoughts began to resist dyingly, and the tentacles strangled Jiwen's body, and finally Jiwen's helmet made a slight click, followed by a crack at the top of the helmet, and soon the entire helmet was torn apart by the entanglement of the magical tentacles.

Given's face was immediately exposed to the ablation of the flames, but at that moment, a red light enveloped his body, and the erosion of the black flames was temporarily replaced by the glow of magic resistance.

What a magic resistance!

Lakabi looked at his opponent in amazement, he saw for the first time the face of his opponent under the ugly helmet. With short black hair and black pupils, this summoned beast doesn't look like demons at all, but rather resembles elves. The facial features, in particular, seemed familiar, but LaKabi couldn't remember where he had ever seen such a face.

Lakabi wanted to screw the head in front of him and screw it out, if not kill him completely, but let him experience the infinite pain. Korakabi couldn't do that now, and he felt his power hurtle away from his body.

It only means one thing.

With the overuse of power, one's own life has burned out, and the end of life is approaching.

Lakabi was not reconciled, the enemies who had killed his brother were right in front of him, and he had not yet been able to break their necks with his own hands!

Jiwen suddenly felt the flame tentacles wrapped around him suddenly relax, and his hands were free to move again.

He didn't have time to think about why, he just fought for the last shred of desire to win, and danced the fate of the long sword.

The demon's body broke, and the tentacles shattered into several pieces

Given, who had regained his freedom, chased the demon's body, wildly wielding his fate and slashing, he remembered that the demon would be reborn in the flames, so he kept tearing apart the black flames in the air with his long sword.

After a sword dance, Jiwen finally stopped, and his tired sword slammed his fate into the ground.

All around him were countless fragments of black flame flying in the air, gradually extinguishing until they turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.

The demon Lakabi is gone.

Jiwen gasped, his injured body was now unable to lift his strength at all, and he could only rest on the long sword for the time being. He turned his head from time to time, vigilantly scanning the air, wary of where the purple-eyed demon would suddenly regenerate.

"The demon is dead. Elder Curzon narrowed his eyes and said affirmatively. Now that there was no trace of black flames around, the demon had finally been driven out of this world.

But as soon as he said this, Elder Curzon could not stand and almost fell. Adelia beside him rushed over and grabbed his teacher.

By now, with his injured body supporting, Elder Curzon had exhausted his strength and collapsed into Adelia's arms. He looked at his favorite student and said with difficulty, "Adelia, you are right, you can trust him." ”