A burgundy fire suddenly rose in the palm of Reginard's palm, it seemed to have no temperature, and the air around it would not be distorted by its heat, but the ice and snow of Freljord seemed to shake at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The pupils under Jax's mask shrank, this secret method ...... No, it's a forbidden spell, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with it, it's the fire that burns the spirit. How can it be! How could he have that person's forbidden spell, that person was obviously ......

Even if he believed in the existence of the secret method of resurrection from the dead, he would not be able to believe in such a thing, that person......

Burgundy flames scurried up in his palms, shaking unsteadily like each newly-created object, gradually forming the form of two short swords. Cast from flame, they swayed their silhouettes, and cold air flowed through the edges of the blades, without the white gas that had been brewed by the hot and cold encounters, as if it were not burning and did not produce a steady stream of heat.

This is a flame fueled by mana, like a maggot on the tarsal bones, unless the spiritual power and the ignited magic power are completely cut off, it will definitely set yourself on fire!

Against this power, magic must not be used.

But he suddenly heard a voice from his spiritual power, the familiar voice of his opponent at this moment, he was stunned for a moment, and then made up his mind to urge the magic array.

The magic array that had been formed in mid-air rotated, and the magic energy had already gathered to saturation in the magic circle, and the magic energy cannons shot towards the white robe in the wind like a pillar of light, and the huge magic power was heading towards him, but the other party seemed to have no intention of fighting, he dodged in bursts, and the twin blades condensed by the burning spirit fire crossed a beeping mark beside him, and the pillar of magic energy burned and withered beside him, like a cloth after being burned by the flames, staggering beside him like a bird.

He dodged quickly, the flames did not burn as quickly as expected, but formed an immensely approachable battle circle around him, the muzzles of the magic energy circle changed their trajectory with his jump, and pillars of light exploded on the surface of the huge white ice shell covering the ground, and the ice surface gradually fell off, collapsing like an avalanche, scattering into huge ice shell fragments.

In the slowly rising snow and mist, the figure in white was hidden in it.

And for Reginard, now is the chance! His body fell rapidly, and the snowstorm from the aftermath of the explosion would engulf him entirely, and he would not have been able to breathe if it weren't for his body condensed by the dirt of Shadow Isle.

Among the rising snow grains, he saw the magic array hidden under the ancient ice, it was shining with an evil scarlet light, his white robe rolled upwards, he only hoped that the speed of descent would be faster, the sword of flame in the palm of his hand flipped between his palms, the blade pointed downward, and slashed down with the force of the fall.

The burgundy flaming sword pierced into the soil layer where the magic array was located, and the entire magic array emitted a dazzling light, and the magic array in this light seemed to tremble slightly, like the earth trembling in pain, this unstable brilliance gradually disappeared, and the huge ice layer was vaporized into gas by the huge heat of magic burning, floating into the air, instantly turning into a majestic rain, and falling from the sky.

But the magic circle did not disappear, the blood shook and flowed in it, imprisoned in the magic array, and slowly flowed towards the middle of the demon array, where an ancient giant sword was nailed. He could clearly see the blood flowing softly, and he could smell the blood rising from the valley, but it was like a layer of unbreakable glass, separated from him at both ends.

He was panting, the exhaustion of his mana seemed to drain his body, the mysterious light of the burning spirit fire receded little by little, and the mask on his cheek slowly shattered, and the magic that composed it could no longer be maintained.

Standing on the top of a mountain, Jax smelled a strong smell of blood, and when he saw the white-robed man stabbing the twin blades of the Burning Spirit Fire into the magic circle in the deep valley, he finally understood everything.

The other party is that person.

The weapon he used was a combination of the two forbidden spells of the Burning Spirit Fire and the Psionic Blade, and the twin swords were constructed with any form of magical power, even the Burning Spirit Fire of the forbidden spell.

Even if Jax couldn't believe it, the other party really appeared like a phantom.

"You're pretty capable." An icy voice rang out from the peak behind him. The voice came from the top of the highest Ice Dome, and he saw Lisandro standing on the edge of the cliff, a smile of incomprehension on her lips. "It cuts off the energy channel, but it can't destroy the container. Because the magic circle itself was painted by me breaking the ice and snow from the middle, and then draining her life energy. It doesn't seem to be the kind of one that your forbidden spell can break. ”

Jax turned the magic circle, but the location of Lisandro and Ahri was blurred, such killing magic was useless, he put away the magic array, and the brass lamppost swung his palm, and slashed towards Lisandro, the cold feeling enveloped his body, and a huge ice prison began to spread in front of him, actually trying to seal his body in this ice coffin.

"It's just a little bit now. The life force is not enough. Or you can sacrifice the fox together. Lisandro laughed, her cold fingers running over Ahri's face,

The huge magic sword's bat-wing-like blade was drinking blood, like a pumping machine, sucking the blood of life energy into the sword step by step, and the sword body climbed up with this blood sacrifice one after another, like a demon mark poured with blood.

Flames rose in Jax's cloak, and the blazing flames burned the air around him twisted and shook like a set of fire cloaks burning on him. But the cold ice prison seemed to be completely unmoved, and the frost did not seem to have any tendency to be burned.

This is...... Polar Ice.

Cold as ice, but never melting, a magical creature of incomparably toughness. It can summon wind and snow, so that even people who know nothing about magic can easily create magical attacks, but for Lisandro, it seems to be created with a simple gesture of raising his hand, and dark energy is surging in the ice.

It seems that it is already a last resort.

In the same way, the same burgundy flame as the mysterious man in white lit up in the paper cover of the lamppost in his hand, and with it, the polar ice was ignited like paper, and the flames spread wantonly from the polar ice wrapped in the dark inner core of the cold blue.

"The same magic?" Lisandro raised her hand again, and an ice spear flew out of her palm, attacking Jax, who lifted the lamppost in his hand to block, and the ice spear exploded at the shaft of his weapon, splitting into three ice spears, only towards Jax's head and face.

The ice spear was so close that Jax had to bend down to dodge the attacks as hard as he could, while at the same time, the ice grew like a vine and quickly wrapped around his ankle.

Jax's eyes under the mask strombled at Lisandro, he never imagined that the innocent little girl they had rescued would now be like this under the layers of sacrificial robes.

The extreme ice climbed up his legs little by little, and they spread close to his body, so close to the distance, using the Burning Spirit Fire would only set himself on fire!

This Lisandro's judgment is astonishing, even terrifying. Presumably, when I saw them fighting just now, I had already figured out the method of targeting this forbidden spell, and it was absolutely impossible for a little girl who practiced magic behind closed doors to make the most accurate judgment in such a short time.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Once upon a time, I did call her Lisandro. Now that the name is back to me, it will be a reincarnation, and the Freljords will return their stolen wisdom and power! Lisandro laughed, "This is just the beginning. ”

Lisandro suddenly felt a familiar power, accompanied by a heat, gradually rising behind her.