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Mourinho, who was dressed as an ordinary elven mage, suddenly smashed a moonstone beside him with one foot before everyone could react.

With a loud cracking sound, the snow-white wings behind him "brushed" open, and at the same time that the cloak rags turned into pieces of butterflies dancing in the air, a light blue elemental aura of seven or eight hundred squares was thrown out of his hand, just covering the dragons and blood elf mages who were piled up in the moonlight.

"Song of the Forbidden Sky!" Liu Zhenzhen looked at the black figure falling down like a dumpling, and his nose and eyes were all slanted.

I didn't expect that! Liu Zhenzhen almost forgot that Mourinho is a Smai!

The blue sky is the hereditary territory of Smai, and no creature that relies on air to fly over Smai has the right to fly over Smai!

Except for the blood baby Siro who rolled in the sky several times, and suddenly two more blood-colored flywheels suddenly appeared under his feet, stopping the fall, all the rest of the fallen people who were fluctuating in the air were like fruitful cherry trees being stabbed wildly by a group of naughty boys with wooden poles, and Zheli fell to the ground with a bang.

Clustered together overlooking the ground, the Dragonmen were to blame for the catastrophe of the dragonmen, and this dense formation was literally a living target for a Smai.

The racial ability of the swan clan depends on the endowment, and the coverage area of the aura varies from person to person according to the endowment talent, Mourinho, a genius, is really not covered, and the forbidden sky aura is actually as high as seven or eight hundred square meters, which is already completely equal to the coverage area of his war song!

Mourinho, who has torn his face and showed a spicy appearance, of course, could not let the tiger return to the mountain, and the forbidden aura made a move. He shot a wind blade out of his hand again, slicing through an earth dragon man who fell from the sky, and went straight to the blood baby Xiluo!

The sea sails by the helmsman, and the power of example is endless. All the mages suddenly woke up, and followed their landlord to fire at the blood baby Ciro in the air, if they escaped a live mouth today, the whole plan would be a failure! The Fallen Race will inevitably fight with the Beamon Kingdom!

On the one hand, the brilliant magic, feather arrows and rose thorns are once again concentrating into the sky, and on the other hand, the body is falling downward, and the space once again forms a perfect cycle at this moment, but the moon stone has been kicked and broken, and the Guanghan Moon Shadow Ceremony has been forcibly interrupted, and the rest of the Aegean Continent has no eyes to enjoy this gorgeous scene through the champa!

Compared to the blood baby Siro, who can still try to find a way to survive in the sky, the dragons, the blood mages, and the blood babies are really unlucky.

They were first lost by the impression of the invincible hell black dragon "planting green onions" shape. I never dreamed that I would fall from the sky one day, and my brain was already in a state of chaos. suffered two accidents in a row, and it was completely messed up.

Not even a single person screamed before they fell from a great height!

Hundreds of meters in the air is not a joke, the dragon people are all tall and burly, and their own weight plus the high-altitude bonus is inferior to the powerful scales that ram the ground, and the soil on the wetland is soft. No matter how lush the weeds are, they can't absorb such a powerful impact!

All of a sudden, it was as if bags of flour were thrown from the sky, and the dragonmen, blood babies and Moorish mages fell to the ground one after another--- which was the sound of the heart and chest being shattered. A handful of people planted head-on in the lush woods, listening to the crackling sound of branches cracking like firecrackers, Liu Zhenzhen, who was watching coldly, was sure that even a few lucky ones would survive. It is estimated that there are only a handful of bones that have not been broken after landing.

Lao Liu was a little chilled---- people can really be crazy, once they are crazy, they may encounter evil!

Of course, a Smai swan man can't slay a dragon. It is glorious to be slaughtered by dragons.

If ten well-trained pseudo-dragon phantom beasts had a head-on conflict with a giant dragon, they would definitely win!

But when the ten phantom beasts meet one Smai, it is not good that they are all hanging, because the phantom beasts do not have the magic level that the dragon can counteract gravity at all! The world is so amazing! Liu Zhenzhen sighed a little.

The blood baby in the sky, Siro, also felt that life was wonderful at the moment.

After being hit by a magic blow, Master Ciro swallowed a mouthful of blood, and finally came out of his state of confusion and fought back!

Whoever has to face a magician, four high law, a druid, a sword master, a group of elven archers, and four miracle ancient trees after eating a spell, will feel that life is wonderful, just like Master Ciro.

Whose team is this? This is the team of the number one ace of the Kingdom of Beamon, sacrificing to Mourinho!

It's not that the magic defense and physique are very strong, it's not the bloodline magic that is known for being fast, it's not the instantaneous magic that the blood baby is born with, Master Xiluo capsized in the gutter in this dangerous wave of magical sniping!

Mourinho is also feeling that life is wonderful.

I didn't expect this blood baby's reaction and magic release to be so fast! Even if he takes a spell from himself, he is still so brave and good at fighting!

The most elite archers under his command were all sacrificed in the battle of the sneak attack on the four-headed black dragon, and these archers around him, although their archery skills were also good, they couldn't use wind spells to increase their range at all! In the face of high altitude, the range is already reluctant, and the poison arrow is not used, how can this blood baby be harmed? This guy was hatched from the eggs of the high-level Demonic Beast Golandon Highland Mole Cricket, and the earth-based Demonic Beast already had the nickname of Meat Shield!

The Miracle Ancient Tree is too clumsy, and it is almost the same to deal with ordinary troops, and it can only play the role of a gag against this kind of master! The two flower elves don't know how to attack spells at all, Liv is a priest by training, her specialty is healing rather than combat, and the decoration of the phoenix wing crossbow in her hand is more meaningful than actual combat.

In this way, the only useful ones are himself and his mages, Juggernauts, and druids.

In order to prevent the magic fluctuations of the Medusa Badge from alerting the black dragon, Mourinho had already asked his daughter to take the badge away. If there had been a fire phoenix, the outcome of the battle would have been one-sided a long time ago!

How can Mourinho not feel that life is wonderful?

What's even more amazing is that the two sides are choosing the same type of combat at this moment - the fastest magic attack!

Mourinho now has no flying troops under his command, and if the blood baby Ciro escapes. He can't chase it, so he must rely on magic speed to suppress this blood baby, so that he can't escape if he wants to, if he wants to escape, he has to be subjected to a round of magic sweep, after all, no matter how fast he flies, he can't do magic!

Master Ciro didn't want to run away, but as soon as he came up, he was entangled by a group of opponents, and now not to mention escaping from the radius of thousands of yards of magic shooting, it would be good to be able to move around and dodge within tens of yards! Master Ciro wanted to summon a massive magic spell to blast these pesky creatures to pulp, but without the protection of a powerful warrior. Where is the time? I can only grit my teeth and fight with them!

The battle presents a strange circle!

Ciro is known for his bloodline spells, but the Mourinhos are outnumbered. All of them are skilled, Ciro has instantaneous cocktail magic, but the druid's transformation ice bear also has instantaneous magic; Ciro has his father's "Blood Camel Capital", --- this is a magister-level mana warehouse, but Mourinho has two flower elves who can bless the "Spring Breeze and Rain" magic replenishment technique, and of course, the magic crystal is also a little bit!

The two sides have maintained a delicate balance in the stalemate, and now a strong player will immediately turn the situation around, if no one breaks down the barrier. It's about fighting for sustainability!

Mourinho's head was dripping with a thick layer of sweat.

He knew the details of this blood baby, this was a monster with the magic power of the Demon Seeker plus the body, and he had been fighting for a long time to consume mana, even if there were two flower elves to replenish the magic power, it was not enough--- in fact, after the battle with the black dragon, the mana of the two flower elves was running out!

The speed of this blood baby's interpretation is too fast, and it is a mouth spray and a finger shot, and the power is extremely great. It's not that he was injured first, but it's a crowd tactic on his side, so he let him slip away.

Now the biggest trouble is. The Golden Steel Magic Array was put away by Master Joe Cole, a Demon Seeker, with the "Langxing Space Wrist Wheel", this mage at the level of his own master general can't be interrupted at all now, once the rhythm is messed up in the stable magic chanting interval, it is likely to be escaped by this blood baby! Mourinho didn't dare to bet on this, this blood baby is a super monster who can fly away from the sky and do everything!

Richard is actually a decisive candidate! But who will help him unlock the "Rune Golem Chain of the Wind"?

The "Rune Golem Chain of the Wind" must be a high-level wind mage to unlock the key! Although Liv is a queen, she is a priest, and she doesn't have such a high-level wind mana at all!

He and the other two elven mages can't move at all now, and while suppressing Ciro with a fast attack, he is also dragged into the rhythm of the fast attack! No one can quit now, and once they quit, they will destroy the inherent Qingheng!

Victory is obviously within reach, but it is close to the end of the world, Mourinho's lungs are about to burst!

Liu Zhenzhen knew when he started, and leaned proudly against a towering tree, smiling at the two sides of the fight, and he and the two little beasts both had a huge cigar in their mouths.

The parrot was pulled out of his arms one by one, and then flew into the embers of the distant forest, the trees of the southern forest were not easy to burn, but the black dragon's magic still left enough fire to light three cigars.

In the night under the champa, a ghostly figure flew out, four pairs of pitch-black wings soothingly flapping the air, silently still above the valley of the basin, his purple pupils looking down on the reckless jungle, his eyes fierce.

At the same time, a short figure slowly stood up in the old silver box.

Anrida clasped her hands to her chest and bent her knees tightly.

She is laughing, full of the dust of the years, soaked in the vicissitudes of history, and no longer naïve.

Lao Liu and the nostrils of the two little beasts spewed out smoke viciously.