The figure of the King of Land hovered in mid-air, his huge body constantly struggling, and from time to time he let out one or two beast-like roars, which was the pain caused by the relatively soft abdomen being cut by countless wind blades. Underneath it, a cyan tornado storm erupted like a dragon's breath with countless blades of wind of various sizes. The wind blade that cut through the steel and broken jade hit the king of land, but it could only leave a narrow scratch, but under the action of countless wind blades, the body of the king of land was confined in mid-air.

The surrounding environment has long since been transformed by natural disasters such as tornadoes, and it is like a typhoon passing through. The tornado storm in the sky has been pumping out objects on the surface of the earth without interruption since they appeared, whether it is grass, gravel, or even low bushes have been uprooted, without exception, they are brutally sucked into the air by the huge attraction generated by the storm, and then they are torn to pieces by the strong wind pressure and sharp wind blades. Now, with the breath of the cyan tornado, these items that were sucked into the air also fell, disturbing and spreading haphazardly on the ground.

In this chaotic environment, the two-meter circle centered on the real feather was conspicuously clean, and all the clutter was pushed away by an invisible force before it could get close.

"Although it is called the King of the Land, but looking at its current posture like a dog in the water......" Not caring that the King of the Land was above his head, Alte Luqi looked up at the huge and hideous body and sighed leisurely, and the surrounding noise could not hide the pleasant sound like a silver bell.

“……”

Originally, he felt that things were developing a little strangely, and Zhenyu, who was thinking about what was wrong, suddenly looked subtle when he heard Erte Luqi's words, and looked up, but he didn't think that now that he was said by Black Ji Jun, he really felt that the king of land above his head unexpectedly looked like a swimming dog in terms of appearance and movement......

"The King of the Land, and the King of the Sky...... Wrong! Seeing the huge body of the King of the Land, Zhenyu finally remembered that something was wrong, it stands to reason that after summoning the left-legged demon Sky King and the right-legged demon Lu's King, Merian Solomon should have temporarily lost his legs, but the Merian he just saw was completely intact...... If Maha's memory serves, the Rat Emperor, who is the demon of Meiren's left wrist, can transform into a human form, and although it usually appears as an old priest, it seems that becoming his own incarnation, Peach Stiff Li Dai, is also a good way to escape......

Zhenyu covered his forehead with some annoyance: "Tsk, did he run away again......"

"You mean Mei Lian ran away?"

"Hmm!" Mayu nodded. Although the main owner has already run away, the "big dog" above his head still has to be dealt with. Turned his head and said to the girl next to him: "I'm sorry, I trespassed ......"

After speaking, without waiting for the black Ji Jun to react, Zhen Yu took action, pulled out his right hand, and then wrapped his left hand around the girl's slender waist, and in the next second, the two disappeared in an illusory ripple.

Alt Luqi only felt a tightness in her waist, a flower in front of her eyes, and a dizzy feeling of disorientation came. Even if he loses his magic power, Eltru, as a hybrid of the True Ancestor and the Dead Apostle, still has a body adaptability far beyond ordinary people, but in an instant, the discomfort is shielded, and the scene he sees again is already in the air.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, Elt Luki didn't like to float or fly, as it would take her feet off the ground and lose Gaia's support. Glancing sideways at the self-asserted magician beside him, Eltruki's attention shifted to the King of the Land at his feet, to be precise, it was Merian on the King of the Land - judging from the appearance alone, the young man in front of him was indeed Merren Solomon.

Zhen Yu didn't explain to the black Ji Jun beside him, because he didn't have much time, even if it was a big magic, it was impossible to suspend the behemoth more than two hundred meters long for a long time, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, he was ready to perform his own "exclusive" magic trick.

The originally closed magic eye was opened again, the purple eyes were as clear and translucent as amethyst, the six-pointed star in the pupil slowly rotated, stretched out his right hand, and in an instant, the wind originally caused by the tornado storm suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the invisible and qualitative wind flew above the right hand of the true feather like a homing bird. Looking from mid-air, you can vaguely see a faint cyan light flickering within a kilometer around, like a huge lid covering the earth. The large, blurry light mask disappeared after only a second or two, announcing that the magic of the true feather had taken shape. An illusory silver-white blade of light was held in his hand, exuding a bright and cold silver glow in the dark night, in this winter night without moonlight, this light was like a new moon in the sky being hooked by a true feather to the mortal world, sprinkling infinite clear light.

The moment this illusory moon blade appeared, Eltruki, who was beside True Feather, immediately felt a tremble, which was a warning from instinct, indicating that what was in True Feather's hand was enough to threaten her life, at least enough to make her fall into a long sleep.

"It's... Beautiful and dangerous......"

The King of Land seemed to sense the danger after the appearance of the Moon Blade, and struggled even more desperately, but unfortunately, the cyan tornado under it collapsed under the will of True Feather, like a flower petal blooming, bursting out with its last power like a return of light, locking the King of Land for a second. In the next second, the tornado shattered into a messy wind and scattered in all directions—the King of the Land was free.

Losing the tornado restraint, under the action of the laws of physics, the behemoth body of the King of Land smashed to the ground. However, at this moment, True Feather gently swung the light blade of his right hand towards the King of Land. The silver hook turned into a clear water-like light and spilled onto the earth, and the falling figure of the King of the Land who was enveloped in it obviously stopped for a moment, and then resumed its free fall.

Even if it was delayed once, the fall of the body of the King of Land still brought huge scars to the earth. In the loud bang, the original gentle slope disappeared completely, a large pit hundreds of meters wide appeared, dense fissures extended outward from the edge of the pit, and a ring of air waves mixed with countless gravel and dust scattered around, comparable to five or six magnitude earthquake waves spread along the earth - the nearest pastoral town is destined to be a sleepless night tonight.

In a cloud of smoke and dust, the King of Land lay motionless at the bottom of the pit, like a stone sculpture, and the original awe-inspiring aura of demonic beasts had long since dissipated. A thin line of blood stretched from the head to the tail of the King of Land, like a copy of the King of the Sky. The pseudo-Mei sitting on its back was naturally not spared as the object of attention, and the dead rat demon could not maintain its disguise, and changed back to its original form, which was a white mouse wearing a crown on its head, and its blood-colored eyes were clearly different from its kind.

As the product of the manifestation of magical power, the King of Land and the Emperor of Rat also disintegrated into magical power after their deaths, turning into countless magical fluorescent lights and dissipating in the Great Source. The movement of the body of the King of Land dissipating was far greater than that of the previous King of the Sky, and countless magic power fluorescents rose and converged, like a flame, and the tip of the highest flame was even thousands of meters high.

"Huh......" Zhenyu exhaled softly, this level of great magic, no, it can already be called a forbidden spell-level magic spell is also a big burden for him now. Not long ago, he also said that as a demon messenger, Asakami really used magic to consume magic power, in fact, he himself was also so willful - he obviously had a better way to solve the king of the land, but he chose this laborious way, just to test the "exclusive" magic trick he had concocted.

Eltruki's scarlet eyes blinked, and he asked, "The magic just now, is it ......?"

"It's called 'Crescent Moon Blade', and it's a magic trick I developed not long ago."

"Crescent Blade, a fitting name......"

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