When a mage releases a spell, it is not just a matter of releasing it, but also needs the traction of Yuan Force and Spiritual Power.

Meron condensed a large four-colored rose, and when he launched an attack, he squandered the last bit of Yuan Power in his body, and even poured out all his spiritual power.

This is also something that can't be helped, although these four-colored roses are powerful, they are also quite difficult to control, where to fly, when to explode, etc., all need strong mental power to control.

If the mental power is not strong enough to control it, it is estimated that it will explode around him before he flies out. At that time, it will not be a dying back, but a slippery suicide.

But because of this, when the attacks of the four-colored rose collided with Wang Wen and others, Mei Long was also seriously counterattacked, and his entire body was thrown out while spitting blood, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

However, this time Meron was not unconscious, looking at the height of his upside down flight, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not to mention being seven or eight meters high from the ground, he didn't have any strength in his whole body, and he couldn't even move a finger. In his current state, when he is in close contact with the ground, it is enough to take this little life.

"Poof...... Ahem!"

Wang Wen was also uncomfortable, and the four younger brothers all fell into a coma, lying on the ground like dead dogs, and blood kept flowing out of the corners of their mouths.

Wang Wen himself also vomited blood, his elegant aura was completely gone, and his hand holding the folding fan was constantly trembling. The folding fan was also slightly deformed, leaving only an empty frame, and the fan surface made of special materials was not even gray and gray.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and many places were blackened, plus a little dust, like a gray mouse smoked out of a rat's nest, and he was indescribably embarrassed.

However, Wang Wen is also a monk in the stage of gathering energy, and at this moment it also reflects his strength, in addition to the audience, he is the only one standing.

In the nearly ten years since he came to the Dream Painting Academy, it was the first time that Wang Wen was so embarrassed, which made him hate Mei Long to the core, and his eyes were full of resentment.

It's just that Wang Wen didn't dare to act rashly at this moment, and was even a little stunned. Because I don't know the time, there are two more people at the scene, an old man who looks a little bit like a fairy bone, and a woman who is a little seductive.

"Yes, yes, the disciples of our Dream Academy are getting stronger and stronger, and the students during the Qi Gathering Period can cause such a big fluctuation, and the old man is deeply gratified. ”

The old man looked at the traces of the battle, touched his beard a few times, and said with a smile, as if he was not the slightest annoyed by the rush between Mei Long and Wang Wen and others.

However, the people around looked at the old man smiling, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to come out, so he bowed to the old man and said, "I've seen the Great Elder." ”

This old man is none other than the second-in-command of the Dream Academy, the legendary Great Elder, named Amu Gulen.

There are many elders in the Dream Academy, but there is only one great elder, and his status is noble, second only to the dean.

The dean of the academy generally rarely travels, usually except for the cloud tour is a retreat, the dragon sees the beginning but not the end, some students have been in the dream academy for more than ten years, and they don't even know whether the dean is male or female.

All the descriptions about the dean are based on the descriptions of the senior brothers and sisters, and I have not seen them with my own eyes.

In this way, the real steward of the academy is naturally none other than the Great Elder.

In addition, the Great Elder's cultivation is unfathomable, and he is still the highest alchemist of the Dream Painting Academy, and the ordinary teachers are not good at seeing him, and the little scum present does not even dare to raise their heads.

"Old man, you're going to die, you're still there smiling, hurry up and take out your elixir to save people." ”

Just when the drums were beating in everyone's hearts, a coquettish shout spread in everyone's ears, so frightened that everyone almost fell to the ground directly.

I saw a woman in her twenties holding a person in her arms, looking at the Great Elder with anger on her face, and she had the momentum of going up to pull out her beard if she didn't agree with her. The person being held is no one else, it is Meron who was thrown out, otherwise, Meron should be starting to get cold at this moment.

The corners of the elder's eyes twitched slightly, and the entire Painting Dream Academy dared to shout at himself like this, and it was estimated that this aunt was the only one: "I said that you can't save some face for my old man? There are so many elementary school students around." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, the surrounding students were covered in cold sweat, and they couldn't help but look at this woman carefully, and made up their minds to engrave this woman in their hearts and include it in the list of not to be provoked.

People dare to do this to the Great Elder, who dares to provoke it, it is simply a lantern in the toilet, specifically looking for death.

"Don't talk nonsense, if he has three long and two short, I'm not done with you. The woman looked at the dying Merlon, a trace of anxiety and distress flashed in her eyes, and she still did not have the slightest awareness of respecting the old and loving the young, and continued to yell at the Great Elder.

The eldest elder became a fine man, although the look in the woman's eyes was only fleeting and perfectly hidden, it still did not hide from his eyes, which made him slightly stunned, and then walked to the woman's side.

"Do you like this kid?" the Great Elder exclaimed as he looked at the woman and then at Meron, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed exaggeratedly.

The people around looked at the high-flying Great Elder as if he were a child, and their livers were fluttering with caution, wondering if the Great Elder in front of him was fake and shoddy.

It wasn't the first time they had seen the Great Elder, otherwise they wouldn't have recognized it at the first time.

But it turns out that the Great Elder is not like this at all, giving people the feeling of a kind and serious elder, which has nothing to do with the current situation at all.

"Don't be sloppy, do you want to give pills?" The woman was said by the Great Elder, a trace of blush flashed on her face, and she was slightly panicked, and grabbed the Great Elder's beard and made a gesture to pull it off.

"Stop, stop, stop, I'll give, can't I give?" The beard was not guaranteed, and the Great Elder immediately surrendered, and quickly took out a small jade bottle.

The woman looked at the small jade bottle, frowned, and was obviously not satisfied: "You are also a second-order high-grade alchemist, so you are embarrassed to take a first-order pill and hang around?"

Hearing this, the corners of the Great Elder's eyes twitched slightly, and he cried with a sad face: "This is the best healing pill refined by the old man himself, his injury looks scary, but it is not too dangerous, it is just a little internal injury...... Hey, don't talk about it, my men have beards! I'll give ......."

As he spoke, the Great Elder took out a smaller jade bottle with a painful face, and muttered slightly: "Waste, waste ......"

But looking at the woman's darkened face, the Great Elder quickly closed his mouth, as if I didn't say anything, you quickly let go of my beard. I kept comforting myself in my heart, this beard has followed me for many years, and I must not die because of a pill.