Farah also sensed this momentum, and her heart trembled inexplicably, and finally understood why Philip was so heavy-handed. Rex has only become a city lord in the past few years, and he hasn't experienced that thing yet, so he naturally doesn't know the existence of that person.

That person, with his own strength, almost destroyed the entire city of Paul, and the original lord of the city of Paul died at the hands of that person. To this day, Farah still remembers that person's momentum clearly, full of sharpness, and arrogance, especially the feeling of nothingness, which makes people can't believe that under such a feeling, there is endless killing intent hidden.

Could it be that that person has been hiding for so many years, and finally reappeared? Farah was secretly worried, and unconsciously, his speed increased again, and he immediately threw Rex away.

Rex was slightly stunned, he didn't know why Farah was in a hurry, but he was just a Sword Emperor, how could he catch up with a sage who could go all the way?

"Rick, Duras, you set out to set up the barrier, making sure to minimize casualties in the ghetto." As a last resort, Rex could only start the arrangement of the enchantment, and he was not qualified to interfere in Farah's affairs.

The wave of forbidden fire began to erupt, and the sea of fire in the sky turned the entire sky red, and countless fire rains fell densely, covering one-third of the slums, and at the moment when the fire rain raged, a layer of enchantment rose in vain, blocking the spread of the fire rain.

Farah frowned, he really wanted to see if the person who made Philip so manic was the person he was back then, but for now he had to protect the slums and make sure to minimize death.

The strength of the sage, there is no doubt, the power of the Forbidden Fire Wave is strong, but with a flick of Farah's wand, an enchantment enveloped most of the slums, and those strong people who came to help all looked sideways at this majestic old man, and their eyes flashed with reverence.

The only sage in Paul City, and the dean of Paul's Demon Martial Academy, Farah, is their idol in their hearts, a strong man to catch up with spiritually.

The rain of fire was stopped by the barrier, but the rain of fire was only the beginning, and more than a dozen manic fire dragons were born in the rain of fire, roaring and twisting their thick bodies, and rushed towards Han Wu.

In front of them, the cold dance of the sun-devouring sun greeted it and slammed into it. Suddenly, the two were on a par with each other, and as time passed, the devouring Sun Devouring Characteristic gradually gained the upper hand, and the dozen or so manic fire dragons gradually weakened.

"Hmph, if you want to devour the Forbidden Fire Wave, you don't have that strength yet!" Philip snorted coldly, and a huge amount of magic power surged out, making the weakened fire dragon go berserk again, and he scattered the devouring sun in one go, and rushed towards the cold dance with undiminished momentum.

Han Wu's face was pale, her delicate body continued to tremble, the skin of her whole body began to crack, she could no longer send out a magic fighting technique, this was the sequelae of detonating the Dou Qi Yuan Dan, seeing those manic fire dragons attacking, she pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly, maybe this is the end of herself? Even if these fire dragons didn't come to attack her, her body would eventually collapse under the impact of the powerful force.

"Qingshu, I'm sorry, Xiao Wu can't fulfill her promise." Han Wu grabbed the cyan beads on her chest and muttered sadly, she hadn't found a way to resurrect Huyan Qingshu, but now she was facing death, which made her heart feel guilty and sad.