The birth of a miracle was not so easy, and Jiang Li was paralyzed from exhaustion after destroying the four hidden castles. He was a little in a hurry during this time, and he was in a hurry to complete a new task before his body fully recovered, and as a result, he was injured and injured, as long as he moved his physical strength a little, he would fall to less than fifty points, and as soon as he put a few big skills, he basically couldn't straighten his waist. It's just that he's a melee class, and he can't do anything without physical strength.

However, Jiang Li's dedication was still very valuable, and the sky shrouded by the four dark castles became a free zone, and the bone dragon took advantage of it here, so they simply gave up chasing and killing the scorpion-tailed flying lion and directly confronted the white kite, which was not good at hand-to-hand combat. As a result, Bresson's defense became dangerous.

"It's time to play your cards." The violin did not delay Gika from speaking, and if it weren't for the unpleasant and incoherent sound of the skeleton, he could have even sung a song.

"I'm really looking forward to it, such a big empire, there must be something that can be handled." Demiki's eyes were also shining, and when she found out that the bones had been transported back to Bryson's palace, she had already reported her next plan of action to the Dark Empire. At what point did her mission change from snatching the bones to throwing stones to ask for directions.

"Hmph, the Dark Empire is too deceitful." An old man with a civilization stick suddenly appeared in the middle of the street, dressed in a black-and-gray magic cannon and a pointed mage hat. There was no logo or decoration on his clothes, and it was impossible to tell his magic system, nor could he feel the magic fluctuations on his body.

"Since I'm here to ask for something, let's ask the person in charge to come out and speak, it's too much to look down on people to get two little guys who haven't reached the holy level to come out." The figure on the castle, which had been reduced to ruins, flashed, and a warrior wearing armor and no helmet stood there steadily, with seven shining gold stars on his chest in his armor, which meant that he was a warrior with god-level strength. Surprisingly, the warrior's face looked to be in his thirties, and his skin was tight and his muscles were compact. Not at all like an old man with crane hair and a childish face.

"We're not here to ask for things, we're here to pick them up." Fursel turned out from behind a ruin, the old mage was dressed in a formal suit today, the dark mage robe was rolling with speckled starlight, a miserable white bone staff was held in his right hand, and a transparent magic ball was held in his left hand, and he didn't think it would be an ordinary thing.

"Poison the Dark God, don't you want to give me an explanation today?" Two heavily armored warriors appeared in the shadows behind Furser, and they stepped out of the shadows as if a flat picture had been blown up.

"Seyer. You must give me an explanation today, I will take away the divine bones, and you don't want to escape the sin of poisoning the gods. Darkrick appeared in the sky with black gas, and the Nether Bone Dragon he sat on was huge, three times larger than a normal bone dragon.

"The loot I took back from the Bright Sect, what do you want to explain to you to the Bright Sect." This voice is ethereal, coming from all directions, but it is a little mysterious.

"The account of the Holy See of Light will be counted sooner or later. But the sin of forcibly absorbing divine power and trying to destroy the divine body cannot be counted as such. Fursel's staff touched the ground lightly. A huge magic circle appeared on the ground, blue soul flames swam in the magic array, and there was a beeping and burning sound in the air, but no one could see what was burning.

"There is no need to say such hypocrisy. You can take the bones with you. But what blasphemy is the blame, let the dark god and his old man come to us to settle the blame. You've destroyed so many buildings, you've killed so many warriors, and you can't keep up with these losses. The old man with the civilized stick suddenly interjected, and he turned out to be the master of Xianger.

"Haha. Well, it deserves to be a masterpiece of a generation. I remember Boena, you became famous overnight because of a duel of life and death, how about we have another duel today. As long as you win. We will compensate you twice for all your losses, and if you lose, you will hand over the blasphemous man to us to dispose of. The black qi on Darkik's body was coming up more and more, and under his suppression, this black qi did not spread in all directions, but swirled and compressed around him, gradually forming a dark vortex.

"Regardless of victory or defeat, you can take away the divine bones, is your abacus too loud. If you want to take the bones, your Dark Empire army must withdraw and get out of Bresson's land once and for all. Seyer's voice grew cold, and it was clear that he was not very satisfied with Boehner's offer.

"Divine bones for the withdrawal of troops, if you put forward this condition earlier, I will definitely agree to you without hesitation. Now, it's not up to me to decide. Darkrick replied slowly, the whirlpool on his body getting darker and darker.

"Alright, don't fight. Darkrick, since you proposed a duel, let's have a duel, and we have two wins in three games. Win or lose, you can take the bones with you. If we win, you will compensate us for our losses, withdraw our troops from Brisson, and pledge not to use troops against Brisson for the next five years. If we lose, we don't want any compensation, and we give this to you, what do you think. With a flash of red light, a man wrapped in a cloak appeared in front of Darkrick.

Darkrick's eyes narrowed into a line, and he stared straight at what should have been a human face under the hood. There was only a swirling starry sky, calm, peaceful, without a trace of emotion.

"Star, you're still alive. It's really unexpected. Furser's staff tapped the ground again, and the huge magic array on the ground disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, his figure flashed beside Darkrick, facing the star-called thing with Darkrick.

"With me, Bresson can't die. So my proposal is very pertinent, right? Star's face turned slightly to face Furser.

Darkik took a deep breath and took a step back before he spoke: "Of course we want to give Your Excellency Star's face, then please send two other candidates." ”

"My opponent is you Darkk, Borg will fight the first game." Xing wanted to retreat, his movements were slow and leisurely, but with each step he took, he would move a long distance, as if he had the ability to shrink the ground into inches.

Bona didn't say anything more, he saluted the stars before walking towards Furser. Obviously, the opponent has already been picked.

Fursr glanced at Darkrick and nodded slightly, then he threw the magic orb in his hand into the sky. The magic wand was held horizontally in both hands, making a very formal mage ceremony.

Bona also raised the civilization stick, and a white light suddenly flashed on the civilization stick, and then countless white lightning bolts emerged from his body, intertwined in the air into a large net, and stood behind him.

Fursel's staff spun in half a circle in the air, and the magic array that had just disappeared from the ground reappeared, this time the magic array was standing in front of him, and the blue flames on the magic array became deeper and deeper. The inner circle of the magic circle had begun to rotate clockwise, and the burning life was getting bigger and bigger.

A blue flame poked its head out of the magic circle. Flying towards Bona like a swimming fish, it constantly changes its speed and trajectory in the air, like a beating elf.

The blue flames soon reached Bona's face, and a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed out of the power grid and collided with the flames. The two energies collided with each other and made a bang, and then a trace of thunder and lightning dissipated in the air, apparently the thunder and lightning emitted by Bona just now carried more energy.

Fursil's left hand pointed at the magic ball in the air, and the magic balls floating in the air drew a line that entered the center of the magic array, and a black line appeared in the magic ball. Then the black line parted in both directions, like a black eye slowly opening. The flames on the magic array floated towards Bona one by one, and the density became higher and higher. Each flame has its own speed and path. It's like a scene that happened in front of the school at the end of school. It's impossible to tell what the next move of these flames will look like.

The corners of Boehner's mouth went up, and he just flicked his fingers, and the grid behind him pushed forward in its entirety. The flames kept hitting the grid and were neutralized by the energy of the grid. Constantly disappearing in the air. The color of the grid is starting to fade, and it is moving slower and slower, and the area is shrinking.

A white bone staff suddenly appeared on Boena's left side. The tip of the bone staff was rapidly piercing Boena's armpit.

Boehner leaned forward, and he stabbed the stick into the ground. Then he turned around, and a flash of lightning flashed from the civilization stick, and the lightning was already swept towards Fursel, who had stabbed out the bone staff, under Bona's manipulation.

With a sharp grinding sound, the bone staff collided with the thunder light, and a wave of darkness rose on the bone staff, which was swept away by the thunder light. The speed of the thunder light also slowed down, and the main body that drove the thunder light showed its original face, which turned out to be a thin sword.

Fursel missed, but instead of retreating, he threw out a dark magic bullet in his left hand, and with a flip of his right hand, the bone staff was pointed out again.

Bona held the rapier in one hand and pulled a magic book from the storage space with the other. His rapier struck in succession, swinging the bone staff away again and again, and the magic book was used by him as a shield to fend off Fursel's magical attacks.

The fight looked like a rehearsed performance, with both sides strictly following the script. The battle between the magic array and the power grid in the distance has come to an end, and the power grid has finally trained a little, and the magic array has run out of energy. The magic array is no better, the entire magic array has become a dotted line that appears from time to time, and when the magic ball is detached, the magic array automatically disintegrates in the air.

The other battlefield that involved energy disappeared, and the attention of both of them was concentrated, and the danger of the battlefield increased dramatically. The cast speed of Fursel's left hand increased suddenly. And Bona can start a counterattack after resisting. The two of them engaged in close magical hand-to-hand combat in this way, and the magic skills could almost be pressed directly on each other's bodies with the palms of their hands.

At first, the two can also rely on their rich combat experience to predict their opponent's movements and dodge their opponent's skills in the slightest. However, after both sides increase their shooting speed to the limit, dodging becomes unrealistic. At such a close distance, no matter how fast the reaction speed is, it is impossible to evade all the magic skills.

There are more and more cases of mutual neutrality, and a large amount of mana is quickly consumed in attack and defense, and the strong magic shield is the first to be broken. The two well-dressed magicians turned into two beggars, their magic robes could not withstand the continuous destruction of magic, and they were torn through large and small holes.

A metallic sheen appeared beneath Furser's magic robes, and a layer of lilac light and shadow roamed back and forth on his inner armor. Seeing Furser's inner armor, Bona realized that he had been fooled, and Fursr had suffered much less damage than he had shown. This layer of inner armor is specially processed, and the runes on it are set up to defend against magic skills.

Seeing Boena's face change, Fursel knew he had discovered his secret, but now that the situation was settled, he reached out and pulled the shattered magic robe, revealing the entire chain mail. This set of chainmail has been with Fursil for many years, and is a defensive equipment for the Witch in close combat. Normally, Fursil would not wear it, as it was too heavy and would affect the speed at which Fursil could cast his magic. However, since Jiang Li drew a rune circle on the chain mail, Fursil has not taken it off again, the runes not only reduce the weight of the chain mail, but also increase the magic attributes of Fursil, and even the casting speed that he has been unable to improve has become a few points faster.

With such a foundation, Fursel spent a lot of money to let Jiang Li strengthen the rune array on the chain mail, and today the rune array exerted its full power for the first time, and the first person to be pitted by it was Bona.

"You, let me die." Boehner was so angry that his eyes suddenly became blurred, and a bright starry sky appeared in his left eye. Fursel's movements paused, and he stood motionless. Bona gripped the rapier in both hands, the tip of the sword pointed straight at Furser's head.

Beauna's spanner pierced through Fursel's head. A black mist floated above the rapier, as if something had been tainted from Fursel's head.

Sharp pain, a sharp pain came from Boener's chest, Fussel's bone staff did not know when it penetrated Bona's chest, the tip of the bone staff penetrated Bona's chest, and from the pattern of the bone staff, streams of blood spurted out, passing through Fussel, who was fixed in place.

Bona turned his head and looked at the star not far away, and in his impression, the star had never missed.

"Don't be superstitious about other people's powers, that feeling is not real most of the time." Fursel's voice came from behind Beauna, and the voice grew farther and farther away, taking with him the miserable white bone staff.

"One-to-one, who are you going to send to fight next?" Darkwick struggled to suppress the anger in his chest, the situation was not as good as the people, and he had to endure this bad breath.

Xing's finger slowly raised and pointed to the city wall in the distance: "You come to pick me up for two moves, as long as you can not die, this battle will be counted as if I lose." (To be continued......)