The old man replied: "Understood! Level 7 magic, clear water cage! ”

The blue water curtain fell from the sky, forming a series of exercises to lock the fire wolf, taking advantage of this effort, the mad blood tiger rushed up, and the irritable fighting spirit was wrapped around the big knife, jumping high and slashing down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fire wolf whimpered in horror, it smelled danger!

Fierce flames erupted, and the fire wolf broke free from the cage, its huge mouth holding flames, and met the blood tiger.

Boom, boom!

A man and a wolf fell from mid-air, the armor of the blood tiger's arms shattered, and the blade turned over a big hole.

After all, the fire wolf is an eighth-level demonic beast, and its innate body strength is much stronger than that of humans.

Fortunately...

"Intermediate Healing!"

Alice's crisp voice rang out, and a soft light fell on the blood tiger, smoothing the tiny wound and shaking his spirits.

After this fight, the blood tiger's heart brightened: he couldn't care about the gains and losses at all, even if he risked his life, he would have to kill the two wolves within three minutes!

Richard was right, after they devoured each other and promoted to the ninth level, it would be the end of everyone.

One after another magic came one after another, and no matter how much power the fire wolf had, there was a time when it ran out.

There were nearly thirty Blood Tiger mercenaries, and they paid the price of five or six lives, as well as two seventh-level magicians, and the blue amount was almost bottomed out, and the fire wolf was dying.

The Blood Tiger handed Rhine a color, which meant 'Over to you!' ’

There is a time limit for madness, and by this time, the Blood Tiger's power begins to decline.

Rhine's eyes lit up, revealing a grim smile. His blade glowed green and was coated with poison!

Robes's side was exhausted, and all the main forces were dealing with the fire wolf, his armor was tattered, and several hideous wounds were bleeding. If Alice hadn't taken care of it, this thing would have died a long time ago.

He is waiting for the Blood Tiger's support and must take out the Fire Wolf before he can free up his hands to save Robess.

Everyone was so nervous that every minute was like a year.

Richard gritted his teeth fiercely, his level was too low, he couldn't help much, he could only cheer for the silent people in his heart.

In this situation, even a fifth-level warrior is cannon fodder, let alone a third-level magician? Richard couldn't intervene at all, and felt very uncomfortable.

Whether it's your light talent or the Stigmata Master, everything will be empty until you grow up!

When he was distracted, there was an excited roar from the audience.

"Kill one, kill one!"

A sixth-level warrior raised his arms and roared, only to see Rhine riding on the fire wolf, the short sword coated with poison, entered without a handle, and plunged into the neck of the fire wolf.

The fire wolf's breath became weaker and weaker, and it was not until the red-eyed blood tiger cut off its head that it stopped breathing.

The only thing left is the wind wolf!

With a sweep of his eyes, the blood tiger's mouth was bitter, they had ten dead warriors, which was close to half the size of the mercenary group.

Boom, Robes was overwhelmed and was slapped to the ground by the wind wolf's paws, letting out a muffled snort, blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

After dealing with the fire wolf, everyone freed up their hands to help him, and Richard calculated the time, there was still one minute left!

In one minute, all the staff worked together to kill this wind wolf, and the only thing to worry about was how many people died.

Blood Tiger and Robes's combat strength is half, Rhine is stronger, and most of the rest of the low-level mercenaries are injured, and the healers are Richard and Alice, which is too few.

Although the blood tiger was injured, his fighting spirit did not decline in the slightest, and with a wave of the big knife, he roared violently: "Kill!" ”

A group of mercenaries raised their spirits, knowing that either you die or I die, but no one delays forward, and they all rush forward bravely.

The sword light and sword shadow, the fighting spirit flickered...

Magic Bombing...

Seeing that there were only 30 seconds left, the wind wolf was also dying.

Richard became impatient, and a feeling of uneasiness came over him, as if something bad was about to happen.

As the old man of water and fire each used a seventh-level magic, the huge body of the wind wolf was stunned, and seized this golden opportunity, the three warriors of the blood tiger, the Rhine, and Robes, jumped up together, and the fighting spirit was blazing, and slashed at the fragile neck of the wind wolf...

Win?

The faces of the crowd were ecstatic.

Richard's eyelids jumped, and the shock flashed all over his body, jumping to his feet and shouting, "No, it's not dead yet!" ”

The fallen wind wolf suddenly opened his eyes, and the terrifying wind blade sprayed out, and in an instant, six defenseless mercenaries turned into pieces of meat on the spot!

As if returning to the light, the wind wolf smashed through the obstruction of the blood tiger and ran towards the dead wolf corpse, tearing off the latter's head with a big mouth and devouring it completely.

Richard was stunned, and even a little more puzzled!

Three minutes haven't passed, and it's still a few dozen seconds away!

It was as if a cold blizzard had fallen invisibly, pouring it on everyone's hearts. In my heart, it was cold.

There was a fifth-level warrior with a desperate look in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

Swallowing the wolf corpse, a strong aura slowly rose from the wind wolf.

The huge oppressive force made people's faces pale, and the low-level warriors didn't even have the courage to stand, and they fell to their knees one after another.

The Blood Tiger's hand was trembling, and he could barely hold the big knife in his hand. He whispered in shock, "Nine... Level. ”

The fighting spirit in the body was like encountering a natural enemy, and he cowered, this kind of strong suppression can only be done by the ninth level.

Even if the Blood Tiger was not injured, in its heyday, it could only exert seventy percent of its strength against the ninth-level wind wolf.

Despair enveloped everyone like a huge black shadow.

The wind was blowing violently, with a biting chill.

There was a rustling sound in the canyon, like a call from hell. The fighting spirit dissipated from their eyes.

No one thought that a remnant soldier could defeat a ninth-level demonic beast.

"Don't... Don't give up. ”

Although Alice was encouraging everyone, judging from her pale face, this sentence was more like encouragement. Even she herself did not believe this ridiculous word.

The ninth-level demonic beast is far more terrifying than the eighth-level demonic beast, how can you fight it when everyone is injured?

Perhaps, the idea of playing 20 layers should not have been played in the first place.

The Blood Tiger licked his dry lips, and just as he was about to fight to the death, an even stronger aura was pressed down like a giant palm!

As soon as that aura appeared, even the wind wolf became trembling, his huge eyes revealed horror, and he looked up at the sky, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence there.

The air was as heavy as lead, and Richard was horrified, barely falling down with his staff. The pressure was so great that it was like carrying a boulder on your shoulders!

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and people can't open their eyes.

The light was much darker, the heart was beating faster and faster, and it became clear that some kind of beast was approaching!

What is it that can make heaven and earth change color? Let that ninth-level demonic beast whimper?