Sitting on the ground, Qian Huan and Luo Lan looked at each other unconvinced, at this time, the duel between the white dragon in the air and the sword storm also entered the white heat, and the huge tornado wrapped the cold light, trapping the struggling white dragon in mid-air, but its rough skin and thick body also made the sword blade storm quite helpless, with the power of the dragon, every time it swung its tail and claws, it would take away a large piece of wind blade. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the prospect of the Sword Storm is not very good, Luo Lan's heart can't help but tighten, the white dragon released by Thousand Illusions is condensed with a special water element, this water element has a condensed and undispersed quality, even if it has been consumed by the Sword Storm A lot of strength, but it is still tenaciously persevering.

On the other hand, the sword blade storm, after a period of destruction, is almost no longer called a storm, the tornado that originally drove the wind blade on the periphery, because of the destruction of the dragon, is about to turn up, and vaguely, you can already see the wind blades hidden inside.

Looking at Qianhuan, she was also staring at the magic in the air at this time, and her face showed a hint of joy, but this joy was particularly ironic in Luo Lan's eyes.

Sitting on the ground, Luo Lan suddenly lowered her head to the ground, she stared at the ground deadly, her face showed a struggle, hesitated for a while, she finally seemed to have made up her mind, and her face returned to its original calm.

Supporting the ground with her scepter, Luo Lan stood up tremblingly, her movements instantly attracted everyone's attention, even Qian Huan on the other side couldn't help but cast a puzzled gaze, with her current strength, did she still want to turn the tables?

Looking at Loran, a trace of doubt flashed in Io's eyes, he could naturally see that Loran was consuming a lot at the moment, with her current weakness, there was indeed no good way to increase the strength of Sword Storm, but, why did she choose to stand up at this time? Don't......

Suddenly, Io seemed to think of something, he looked at Luo Lan's fingers, only to see that the fingers of her right hand were slightly curled, showing a very strange posture, and under the smooth skin, a faint blood color spread.

Sure enough...... Io's face suddenly dawned on him, he looked at Loraine's determined expression, he understood that she was trying to make it easier for them to win, otherwise, she wouldn't have had to work so hard.

The black robe on his head was lowered slightly, and Io's eyes were a little more crystalline, but he hid it well and didn't let anyone find out.

Suddenly, a kind of uneasiness suddenly surged in Qianhuan's heart, for some reason, she suddenly sensed a sense of danger from Luo Lan's body, this feeling came suddenly, even if Luo Lan still looked staggering without a trace of the strength to return his hand, but this feeling was becoming clearer and clearer.

"Big brother, what is this?"

Loran's movements finally attracted everyone's attention, and the remaining two men of the Tis Empire, after seeing Loran's movements, suddenly changed their expressions and turned their heads to Io in an instant.

At this time, Ai Ou had also returned to normal, he stared at Luo Lan's back gently, "I know, don't worry, I believe that Lan'er will definitely win, this is her own choice, even me, there is no reason to stop her." ”

Looking at each other, the two men obviously knew more than the others, and when they saw Io, they didn't worry a little, they looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and looked back at the ring.

"It's still early in the game, so it's not certain who will win or lose!"

Raising her stubborn face, Luo Lan's trembling voice carried undoubted conviction, and in an instant, she threw the scepter in her hand into the sky with all her might, and her hands flew instantly.

"Life and death, death and life, in my name, in my blood, blood sacrifice, the god of the wind, who masters the source of the wind, I call to you in the name of Loran, please give me your endless source of the wind, and bloom the most original color of life! - Blood sacrifice, the call of the wind god"

With her hands clasped together, Luo Lan quickly changed her gestures, and blood flew from her fingertips, and in a moment, no less than ten blood marks were condensed, and the blood marks shrouded Luo Lan's surroundings, reflecting her pale face in bright red.

"This is, this is the secret technique of the royal family of the Tis Empire, the blood sacrifice to the wind god!"

At first, Yan Hui was still puzzled by Luo Lan's movements, but when the blood-red marks were condensed, he suddenly understood what kind of ability Luo Lan was exerting.

"Blood sacrifice to the god of wind? What is that ability? ”

Feeling the strange qi around Luo Lan, Ling Xiao couldn't help but turn his head to Yan Hui beside him and ask, this ability was obviously beyond his cognition.

"This is a secret technique that belongs to the royal family of the Tis Empire, and it's normal that you don't know," he smiled bitterly, Yan Hui's face was a little solemn. "The first founder of the Tis Empire, is the god known as the Emperor Yusi, legend has it that his strength has reached the pinnacle, and he can even have a direct dialogue with the wind god of the god realm, before he disappeared, he once passed on to the royal family several wind secret techniques, one of which is the blood sacrifice wind god."

"To be precise, the Blood Sacrifice Wind God is not an attack magic, but a secondary magic, its function is a bonus, any wind magic that is added by the Blood Sacrifice Wind God, regardless of whether the magic is about to end or not, will instantly return to the state it was released at the beginning, and the power will be doubled."

After listening to Yan Hui's narration in amazement, Ling Xiao's face was replaced by a look of shock. What kind of concept is it to instantly restore the original state of magic and double its original power, which is equivalent to just facing one opponent, but now, there are suddenly two more.

"Generally speaking, even the royal family of the Tis Empire should have reached the strength of a magister or above before they can cast it, but I didn't expect that Luo Lan, who is only at the level of an eighth-order mage, can actually cast it."

Yan Hui is indeed right, the Blood Sacrifice Wind God, which can be called the top auxiliary magic of the wind system, generally requires the royal family of the Teis Empire to reach the realm of a magister before it can be used. But there are exceptions to everything, Luo Lan is the most outstanding heir of the royal family of the Tis Empire, with her current level of an eighth-order magician, she can indeed barely cast the blood sacrifice to the wind god, however, she can only restore the blade storm to the power when it was just released, and if she wants to reach twice the power, at least for the current Luo Lan, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Although it can only restore the blade storm to the level when it was released, it is enough to look at the state of Qianhuan at this time.

"Doesn't it have any shortcomings? With such an anti-heaven magic, I don't think there will be a little backlash. Frowning, Ling Xiao gradually recovered from the shock, he thought about it carefully, this kind of magic is too powerful, it simply shouldn't exist in this world.

Yan Hui smiled bitterly twice, the expression on his face could be regarded as affirming Ling Xiao's thoughts, and he found that no matter what it was, he couldn't hide it from Ling Xiao's eyes.

"You guessed right, the Blood Sacrifice Wind God is indeed a very powerful auxiliary magic, but it is not completely without backlash, except for the need to cast it in the royal vein of the Tis Empire, every time it is cast, it will not be able to be cast again within a year, and it consumes the vitality of the caster, the higher the level of magic recovered, the stronger the vitality consumed, if Luo Lan's current strength is used to restore the magic of the Supreme Realm, I am afraid that she will be directly wiped out before it is displayed."

Her face changed suddenly, Ling Xiao couldn't help but look towards Luo Lan, at this time, her blood sacrifice wind god was nearing the end, and one after another blood-colored light seals quickly poured into the sword blade storm in the air, and the storm that was about to be completely destroyed by the dragon turned again, one by one, wind blades, appeared in the storm out of thin air, but in a moment, it returned to the appearance that had just been released, and even the power was faintly stronger.

Looking at the sword storm that had fully recovered, Ling Xiao's eyeliner slowly shifted to Luo Lan's back, and his gaze was in vain, where the hair that was originally still flowing was already flowing light, and the bottom section had turned gray.

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