Song Lin's face did not change and he whispered the spell, and at the same time changed the spell, and before the flames came up, a turquoise light mask appeared around him, and then he was overwhelmed by the flames.

Feeling that the flames were blocked from the light mask, Zhang Longqian frowned slightly, and immediately flew away, and a blue light arrow happened to shoot out from the flames, spinning through her original position. Listening to the sharp sound of the wind, Zhang Longqian had no doubt that if she was really hit, her body would definitely be pierced by an arrow.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of blue shooting out of the flames, Zhang Longqian turned his head to look, and saw that the blue light mask turned into a fusiform, carrying Song Lin inside to break through the flames and fall outside the flames.

Raising his hand to remove the light mask, Song Lin raised his head and looked at Zhang Longqian expressionlessly, and he didn't know whether he couldn't fly or didn't want to use the flying spell, he was still standing on the ground, but he suddenly let go of the seal he was holding in his hand.

With Song Lin's actions, Zhang Longqian suddenly felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation behind her, and before she could understand how Song Lin's spell ran behind her, she subconsciously sank to the ground, and a golden light swept over her head.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the flames surged around him as a defense, Zhang Longqian raised his eyes, only to find that it was the golden mang, which was the thickness of his small arm, which he had avoided earlier, and he was able to turn back for some reason, and it was still slowly circling in front of Song Lin, like a living thing.

It seemed that the golden light was not a complete spell, Song Lin recited in a low voice, and the golden light became more and more dazzling with his voice, and the condensation became better and better, and soon turned into a strange monster shape.

The forelimbs are short, the hindlimbs are long, and the tail is not visible. More than two meters tall, the body stood in the air, but on their necks supported eight heads that looked a little like a tiger and a bit like a dog, and their expressions were mixed with sadness and joy. None of them repeated, but they all looked at Zhang Longqian with wide eyes.

Looking at the form composed of golden light, Zhang Long's heart sank.

She had used her spare time to read some ancient books, all of which had nothing to do with spells, just to increase her knowledge. There were five vivid creatures in it that she remembered, and one of them was the form in front of her.

The golden essence swims in the light, and it is the same level of spirit beast as the fire essence Bi Fang. A highly intelligent creature that humans can never control.

Fortunately, this You Guang can be seen at a glance that it is a virtual body, and through its translucent body, you can clearly see Song Lin's every move on the opposite side, and it doesn't seem to be a spell that can summon You Guang. This made Zhang Longqian breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare to relax.

The golden spiritual power on the body that gathered into a translucent swim light was really terrifyingly strong.

To be able to reach such a level of gathering, I'm afraid Song Lin has injected all his mana into it.

Secretly judging, Zhang Longqian couldn't help but think that the golden spiritual power was originally known for its sharpness. Although the fire spirit power is counter to it. But with that little bit of golden spiritual power just now, she couldn't completely stop it, not to mention that this spell was at least three times stronger than before? So she didn't hesitate to withdraw the sea of fire that was constantly consuming her mana, and slightly pinched the seal to release the dazzling golden dragon the thickness of the bucket.

Since "yang" doesn't play much role in "gang", let's use "gang" to "gang".

See if your spells are razor-sharp, or if mine are razor-sharp!

The thought of winning flashed in Zhang Long's submerged mind, and she immediately injected a large amount of mana into the Heavenly Dragon Jue, and the majestic golden dragon as if the Heavenly Dragon descended to the sky and let out a long dragon groan, and then swung its tail fiercely. Rushed towards the phantom light that was controlled by Song Lin and floated forward.

On one side is a golden celestial dragon that emits a dazzling golden light, like a physical entity. One side was composed of golden light, and only the phantom light of the shape could be seen, and the two spells containing powerful golden spiritual power collided fiercely, and the field immediately erupted with brilliant golden light, stabbing everyone to close their eyes.

At the moment when the golden dragon was released, Zhang Longqian closed her eyes and used her perception to observe the development instead, so when the golden light burst out, she could clearly "see" that the golden dragon was wrapped around the phantom swimming light, and then opened her mouth to bite the two heads next to each other. The phantom light reaction is very inflexible, just like a marionette, and it can't summon more golden spiritual power like a real golden spirit, it can only avoid the golden dragon's blow, and then clumsily entangles with the golden dragon. In contrast, the golden dragon controlled by Zhang Longqian was very sensitive, it constantly avoided the sluggish attacks of the phantom light, and then used its sharp teeth and sharp claws together, emitting a more dazzling golden light and a violent metal impact sound in the collision with the phantom light, and gradually found an opportunity to bite down on one of the opponent's heads.

The audience, who could not see the situation in the stadium due to the dazzling golden light, only heard a sound like a broken sword suddenly sounded, and their hearts unconsciously jumped with this crisp sound, and then even the palms of their hands could not cover the more dazzling light, and the continuous sound of swords breaking. The voice rang six times in a row, each shorter than the last, and the hearts of the people who heard it beat faster and faster, but at last when they thought it would ring again, it suddenly quieted down, making the hearts of those whose hearts were already beating to that rhythm uncomfortable. Then, suddenly, a violent and dull sound of metal crashing from the center of the golden light spread to all sides, and everyone's heartbeat followed the sound, and while feeling a little bored, they heard a high-pitched dragon groan, and then the light suddenly collapsed, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Except for the people who have been using their senses to detect the changes in the venue, the audience whose eyes have not been able to adapt for a while still does not know what is happening, and can only make doubtful sounds.

"You've lost."

Zhang Longqian's steady voice reached the ears of the audience in all directions through the spells matched with the light curtain, and the students who were still asking and discussing immediately quieted down, and then rubbed their eyes one after another, wanting to see the situation in the field earlier.

When the remaining white light in their eyes disappeared, the situation in the field finally appeared in their field of vision.

Zhang Longqian, who was standing straight, hung one hand at his side, the other hand pointed forward, a golden dragon that was thinner than before was wrapped around Song Lin's body, staring at the side of his head with his mouth open, as if he would attack at any time, although Song Lin was still standing, his face was a little pale, and a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that his mana was almost empty, even if there was a little mana left, it was estimated that it would be useless.

Everyone here still remembers that the Heavenly Dragon Recipe released by Zhang Longqian two days ago can burst open, it is a violent explosion that can even shake the five-color prohibition, and the strong spiritual power of the phantom light can't stop the Dragon-shaped Heavenly Dragon Technique, if the golden dragon bursts, what effect can Song Lin's remaining mana do?

The winner is decided. (To be continued.) )