This fluctuation had just disappeared from Leng Feng's mind, and just when Leng Feng thought that this blood-colored wyvern would turn to deal with the panda man Lao Lin, a large dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and it quickly surged towards the blood-colored wyvern, just in the blink of an eye, it wrapped the whole body of the blood-colored wyvern, and did not even let the blood-colored wyvern react.

Such a scene not only stunned Leng Feng and Medivan, but even those orcs and trolls were a little dumbfounded.

"This breath...... How can it be...... How could there be a demigod's breath in the Nether...... No...... No way! ”

Another fluctuation appeared in Leng Feng's mind.

This dark cloud seemed a little weird, not only appeared suddenly, but also seemed to trap this invincible true dragon.

Due to the distance, Leng Feng couldn't scan this dark cloud with the Eye of Analysis, but judging from the reaction of the blood-colored wyvern, this dark cloud would definitely not be simple.

At that moment, an orc warlock screamed with joy as if he had thought of something.

"It's our ally, who will control the Flute of Heartfall, hurry up!"

Hearing the orc warlock's voice, another troll began to break away from the fight and rushed towards the fangs.

At this moment, the panda man Lao Lin moved his eyes to the troll who was trying to control the fanged flute, and after taking a deep breath, he rushed towards the troll with a body like electricity, as if at this time, the panda man Lao Lin already knew the power of the fang.

Seeing the panda man Lao Lin rushing over, the troll who was about to control the fanged flute looked a little flustered, because the strength shown by the panda man Lao Lin just now was obvious to all, and the troll would not think that he could match it.

Just when the troll panicked. The vision suddenly appeared, and the dark clouds surrounding the blood-colored true dragon actually appeared like golden thunder and lightning like a python, churning in the clouds, and one of them seemed to have spirituality. Falling rapidly towards the ground, the speed was like light, and in the rumbling sound, this thick thunderbolt actually slashed directly towards the panda man Lao Lin.

"Suzaku Power!"

Seeing this strange thunderbolt splitting, the panda man Lao Lin's eyelids jumped, and at the same time as a solemn look appeared on his face, a burst of red light suddenly rose under his feet, at that moment. The figure of the panda man Lao Lin suddenly disappeared without a trace.

And almost in the next instant, this thunderbolt struck the position of the panda man Lao Lin just now, and only a sound of the earth cracking was heard, which even made the plateau tremble slightly.

Looking at the place where the thunder and lightning fell, Leng Feng was shocked to find that where the thunder and lightning fell, a huge crack about ten meters long and about one meter wide had appeared. As for how deep this crack is, the cold front is no longer local. Can't see clearly.

However, this thunderbolt fell, but it was not the end, it was just the beginning, after the first thunder fell, the second thunder immediately slashed towards the position where the panda man Lao Lin appeared later. With such speed and accurate positioning, it is not difficult to see that these lightning must be man-made.

The rumbling sound was not interrupted at all, and the panda man Lao Lin Teng turned to dodge. The frequency of the chest began to rise and fall faster, and the breath began to gradually decrease.

Leng Feng knew that the panda man Lao Lin was too consumed, and he was afraid that he would not be able to support it for long.

Thinking of this, Leng Feng's eyes flickered and looked at the dark cloud that wrapped the blood-colored wyvern, what kind of powerful person can control such a powerful power, if this guy has such a powerful power, why don't he come out and open the seal by himself or eliminate himself and Medivan, who are preventing the opening of the seal.

Although he couldn't figure it out, Leng Feng was paying attention to the battlefield all the time.

Just as the thunder and lightning fell to the seventh path, a familiar and vast flute sounded again, and it turned out to be the fanged flute that was blown again.

The one who blew the fanged flute was naturally the troll that the panda man Lao Lin wanted to stop, and at this time, he saw that the panda man was trapped by those thunderbolts, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, picked up the fanged flute, and blew it out.

As soon as the sound of the flute appeared, Leng Feng's brows furrowed, because the blood-colored flying dragon in the clouds began to struggle.

"Damn...... Damn Heartfall Flute, damn Nether Reptiles, no! ”

That fluctuation had just been generated in the middle of the cold front and then disappeared, and the blood-colored wyvern suddenly flew out of the clouds, as if the cloud had never meant to trap the scarlet wyvern, as long as it wanted to, it could naturally fly out.

But Leng Feng knew that the Scarlet Wyvern had struggled in this cloud more than once, but every time, it ended in failure, and this time it was able to rush out, not because this Scarlet Wyvern was controlled again, but because of what?

Knowing this, the cold front couldn't stop the Scarlet Wyvern from being controlled and flying out of the clouds, and then rushed towards the seal again.

This time, Medivan's strength was almost exhausted, and the panda man Lao Lin was trapped by the thunder and lightning released by the dark clouds, and on the plateau, except for the master masters who fought with those orcs and trolls, there was only himself.

Realizing this, Leng Feng's teeth clenched, staring at the troll who was playing the fanged flute, and began to manipulate the Grim Reaper T200 to move.

"Leng Feng, don't go, this kind of battle is not something you can participate in!" Medivan saw Leng Feng's intentions and smiled bitterly.

"It's better to do something than to wait for the result here, you have a good rest, I'll come when I go!" Leng Feng's voice seemed a little decisive.

Matiwin smiled helplessly, "I know I can't stop you, but don't be reckless." ”

Leng Feng nodded in the cab of the Reaper T200, and drove the Reaper T200 towards the troll with the fanged flute.

Just when Medivan sighed helplessly, on the plateau, some figures began to appear one after another, most of them were hung with large leather bags, judging from the smell of blood coming from inside, these leather bags seemed to contain something terrible.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on here, the teachers of the Wicked Academy are all fighting, even the dark night!" Rivigaz's eyes widened, and although he was used to seeing big scenes, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

"That flying thing in the sky, it can't be a dragon, right?" Pubal also widened his bull's-eyed eyes, a little incredulous.

"Dark night they are so selfish. They didn't even inform us. Khadgar clenched his fists, and there was only war intent on his face.

Just as Khadgar finished saying this, Leng Feng drove the Grim Reaper T200 to the troll who was blowing the fanged flute, and in the eyes of the Grim Reaper T200 made of crystals, there was a burst of red light, but two flames swept towards the troll.

For the attack of the cold front. There was a faint disdain in the eyes of the troll who was playing the fanged flute, and the troll held the fanged flute with one hand, and drew a cane with the other.

With a wave of the staff, a shield of red light appeared in front of the troll, and the flames that erupted from the eyes of the Grim Reaper T200 were all excluded by this shield.

The flute in the troll's mouth was still ringing, and in the sky, the blood-colored wyvern. It was already the same as before, the golden double-headed phantom around the blood-colored flying dragon spewed out a black and white entangled spiral pillar of light, shooting towards the continuously expanding spatial crack where the seal was located, and the seal that was already weak began to disappear at this time, but it became extremely unstable.

The trolls were confident in the shields they had unleashed. After all, he is a master. Naturally, I don't take the robot in front of me in my eyes.

"Full Energy Cannon!"

Leng Feng's heart sank, although he knew that the seal would not last long, Leng Feng still put his hope on this troll, the cannon that was attached to the Grim Reaper T200, began to gather energy.

Leng Feng had already decided in his heart to raise this cannon to its maximum power. Although it would consume the entire elemental stored in the Superb Arcanon Crystal, Leng Feng didn't even blink, and just when the troll was still focusing on controlling the fanged flute, the elemental power in the cannon began to surge more and more.

When the power of the cannon is increased to its maximum. The troll finally noticed, a look of shock in his eyes.

At this moment, the cannon was finally launched, and a beam of energy like electric light shot towards the light shield released by the troll, and after a muffled sound, the troll's eyelids jumped, but he saw that his light shield was directly shattered inch by inch.

The troll frowned, waved the cane in his hand again, and at the top of the cane, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared, and a red light flew directly towards the cold front in the cockpit.

At that moment, Leng Feng's heart beat violently, this red light was so weird, Leng Feng had naturally seen it, and those students who exploded in Lordaeron Academy still existed in his memory.

However, the master-level trolls are naturally not comparable to those trolls below the master level, and the speed of this red light is so fast that Leng Feng can't avoid it!

"Warning, warning, a powerful curse energy is coming towards the user, survival rate, zero!"

The voice of the Origin of the Titan sounded in Leng Feng's mind.

Despite this, Leng Feng still gritted his teeth and drove the Reaper T200, trying to dodge the red light.

"Hahaha, go die!"

The troll naturally has absolute confidence in his own attack, because the gap between him and Leng Feng is not a little bit.

And just when Leng Feng thought that he couldn't escape this blow, he only heard a loud bang, and Leng Feng suddenly felt a huge shock from the body of the Grim Reaper T200, and then, Leng Feng felt that the entire Grim Reaper T200 seemed to take off in an instant, and that red light shot directly on the lower abdomen of the Grim Reaper T200, but it had no effect.

"Dark Night, you're so unkind, such an exciting battle, and you don't call it a senior sister!"

Behind the Grim Reaper T200, Pubar's voice sounded. At this moment, Leng Feng naturally knew that he could knock the entire Reaper T200 away, except for Pubar, Leng Feng really couldn't think of anyone with this kind of brute strength.

Later, Leng Feng saw that Rivigaz, Khadgar, and Pubar came to the side of the Grim Reaper T200.

"Thank you!"

Leng Feng, who was immortal in the catastrophe, was already soaked behind him, but he still didn't forget to say words of thanks.

"Hehe, you've helped me a lot, this time, it's just a gesture." Pubal grinned, revealing a row of large white teeth.

"Unexpectedly, at this time, the students of our academy will have to face a master-level master alone." Rivigaz laughed too.

"What, senior, are you scared?" Khadgar's eyes were full of fighting intent.

"Since I was a child, I didn't know how to write the words I was afraid of?" Rivigaz grinned.

"Okay, then we'll fight with one, I'll take the lead first!"

As soon as Khadgar's words fell, three elemental orbs floated out of his body, and the aura of the six-ring arcanist rippled.

It seemed that he felt the strength of Khadgar's people, and the troll's eyes still showed a faint disdain.

In front of Khadgar, a blazing breath suddenly appeared, and a large fireball appeared there.

"Flame Burst!"

The big fireball quickly swept towards the troll.

The troll waved his staff at will, and a red glow, like a sharp sword, opened the fireball from the middle of it.

Almost at the same time, the corners of Khadgar's mouth curled slightly, and his body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the troll.

"Flash!"

Then, a sharp ice blade appeared in the palm of Khadgar's hand, stabbing towards the troll's back socket.

As a master-level master, this troll naturally knew what was happening, although he was a little surprised, but he was not flustered, and behind this troll, a red light immediately appeared, blocking the blow.

But Khadgar's attack was just the beginning, and Rivigaz rushed towards the troll, the short sword in his hand emitting this faint yellow light.

"The earth has fallen!"

Pubal took out the totem pole and slammed it into the ground, and the ground began to crack towards the troll's location.

While these attacks were unable to defeat the master troll, they greatly hindered his ability to control the Scarlet Wyvern.

Single-mindedly, this master troll, despite his strength, is still a little stretched.

After a while, the master troll's flute began to sound intermittently, and the effect of controlling the Scarlet Wyvern began to wane.

Leng Feng also found that the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be able to only stop the panda man Lao Lin alone, but it could not hinder his own people.

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Feng's mind resurfaced with that familiar fluctuation.

"Weakened, weakened, without this damn voice, the breath of freedom is too good!"

The Scarlet Wyvern in the sky gradually regained its freedom, and because the Scarlet Wyvern was out of control, the master troll was very angry, but he took his anger out on a few of the students of the Wicked Academy.

Rivigaz's pressure suddenly increased a lot.

However, just when Leng Feng thought that the seal would last for a while longer, in the sky, the huge pattern disappeared completely, and several terrifying spatial cracks, like a long river, appeared in the sky above this plateau, and the yin wind blowing from it made everyone on the plateau can't help but shiver.

"The seal, unsealed?"

Leng Feng couldn't believe what was in front of him, but he had to admit that despite his efforts to stop it, this seal was still broken.

"Hahaha, our mission is finally complete, retreat!" An orc warlock laughed.

As soon as the words fell, all the orcs who were fighting retreated and fought, and what was even more unexpected was that the two orc warlocks flew directly into the spatial crack.

And those trolls, finally stopped fighting, and like those orcs, began to retreat.

At this moment, in the sky higher than the clouds, the cold wind hunted, and a figure quietly disappeared into the void.

"Wasted a nine-ring scroll on me, Gul'dan, don't let me down!" (To be continued.) )