Power... There are 400 points left.

Leon put away the Colt revolver that had run out of ammunition and turned his head to look at the other side of the battlefield.

The situation over there is not optimistic, Danchenzi's six flying swords suppressed Taihao and the others, and the strange face was careless with a move, and his throat was cut by the flying sword,

The other two flying swords around them struck like a bloodthirsty shark smelling blood, and slashed at the head of the strange face.

The pressure on the rest has increased dramatically and is precarious;

The Capini mech is still fighting with the two Arhat Phantoms (the Phantasmal Match did not erase the Arhat Phantom, proving that it is not an illusion);

Juzi is trapped in the hands of the giant sand;

The Burning Fire took Ambori and Alina and flew close to the ceiling, dodging the indiscriminate bombardment of the Exotic cultivators who had already formed the circle - the circle was like a turtle shell, shrouded in a condensed green light, and the flames from the Burning Fire hit it, which was shared by all the exotic monks together, unable to cause fatal damage,

On the other hand, the opponent can condense the mana of everyone and release a huge number of various spells, turning them into a rain of bullets, sweeping towards the three of them from the bottom up.

Teammates are fighting on their own, and the situation is dangerous.

Leon took a deep breath, summoned the Dread Warhorse, and turned over on his horse.

The feared war horse neighed, and the eyes that emitted a crimson light dragged out two bright red afterimages,

Four hooves rushed, accelerated sprint, like a thundering chariot, and rushed towards the scholar who was controlling the giant hand of sand and dust in the distance.

The scholar's face changed slightly, he saw the scene of Qingqiu falling with his own eyes just now, he didn't dare to slack off, and he continued to maintain the restriction of the dust giant hand on Juzi.

The right hand pressed to the ground, and bright exotic words flowed from the palm of the hand, spreading along the ground to form a circular circle.

Turn.

The scholar turned his right hand and pressed the ground,

The circle draws on the meager spiritual power contained in the leylines of the earth to generate an emerald green whistling wind,

The front section of the wind condensed into a cross-shaped cluster of arrows with a diameter of ten meters, and it accelerated sharply, striking directly at the dragon head figure in a tattered white coat.

Leon stretched his index finger forward, and his fingertips released a ray of miserable green energy.

The storm arrows were pierced by the dissociation technique, and the wind was greatly weakened, and it was split by Li Ang.

Is it a demon-destroying attack...

The scholar was silent, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and turned his right hand again,

The soil in front of Li Ang lifted up and condensed into two thick walls, one on the left and the other on the right.

The light of dissociation hit it, only melting a large chunk of soil in the area of the hit, and soon the soil in the rear was replenished to fill the gap.

Li Ang's gaze froze, and the [Tiyun Zong] skill was instantly released, and an invisible staircase was formed under his feet.

Trample!

He picked up the fear war horse with one hand and put it on his shoulder, and stepped on the invisible staircase with the soles of his feet.

In the scholar's incredible gaze, he jumped out of the city wall with the fear warhorse,

Landing heavily, lightly mounted, and not even slowing down by half a minute.

Damn it.

The scholar gritted his teeth,

Next to him is Danchenzi, who is controlling the flying sword, and the closed-eyed monk who is chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Qingqiu is dead,

These sorcerers lack the protection of swordsmen.

The monks of the Academy, Liwei Mountain, and Pure Mind Sect in the distance also realized this, and they accelerated the release of the spell, and the ice and thunder flames were like a downpour, chasing the three of them from the bottom up.

Boom!

The ceiling that was hit by various spells cracked open, and thousands of rubble fell.

The frenzied fire hugged Amberi, brushed the edge of the falling rock, and flew out dangerously and dangerously,

An Lina, who rushed out of the smoke and dust with the raging fire, looked down, but saw that on the left side of the battlefield below, only Li Ang was left,

Without Qingxingdeng, Ding Shinji and others, as well as her students, the figures of Qin, Eva, and Nina instantly understood that it was caused by Qingqiu.

Nebula, who was grappling with a flying sword, shouted at Alina, "Jean and they may not be dead yet!" ”

The Global Occult Coalition, like other organizations, has prepared isolation chambers and first aid teams for the Lost World stage.

Even if the heart bursts and the organs are burned, there is a certain probability that it can be rescued in time.

Eva and Nina were only pierced through their hearts, and if there was no additional damage on Qingqiu's sword,

It's not going to die... Maybe.

Alina's heart hung high, and a hint of determination flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Case...

She finished the last incantation and helped Ambori completely uncontrol the Buddha's light.

and pushed away the blazing fire,

body in free fall,

The exotic monks who had formed a circle downwards and were preparing to rush to the aid of the scholars to defend against Leon swooped downward.

Seeing this, the exotic monks below naturally won't let go of this opportunity,

A part of the manpower, unleashing spells, attacked the attacking Leon,

The other part of the group used a rain of bullets to attack Alina who was swooping in.

Boom –

The passive defense props equipped by Alina didn't last even a second, and they directly collapsed and shattered.

The arms crossed in front of him were covered with deep scars that could be seen in the bones.

But in her body, a large amount of pure white cold air that was visible to the naked eye had gushed out, and the water in the air froze and quickly formed ice crystals of different shapes.

[Skill Name: Liquid Nitrogen Bombardment]

[Type: Psionic Energy]

[Special Effect: Rapid Cooldown.] Uses the body as the center of the circle, dealing a wide area of cryo damage that ignores energy shields.

[Cost: Consume at least 1000 Spirit Power]

[Cooldown time: 30 minutes]

[Conditions: Strength attribute is 11 points or higher, Constitution attribute is 12 points or higher]

[Note: The more spiritual power is invested, the wider the freezing range, and the higher the damage]

[Note: In order to verify the old saying that "the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold", the cryocercer Yu Chi Tiemen used liquid nitrogen to water the plum blossoms planted by his parents when he was a child.]

Rumble!

The extremely cold and freezing air around Alina suddenly erupted when she descended ten meters above the circle.

Countless frost ice crystals splattered wantonly, penetrating the shield of the magic circle and scattering them on the foreign cultivators.

The frost and freezing air, like a mushroom cloud, rose and spread all around.

With the eyesight of everyone present, I could clearly see through the freezing air that Alina, who had exhausted her spiritual power, disappeared.

The cultivators in the circle suffered heavy casualties, with nearly half of the losses lost, and the circle had collapsed.

The collapse of the circle caused the number of spells to hit Leon to drop sharply.

He swung the lance in his hand sideways, activating the special effect of the overlord lance.

Thousands of Battles: After entering a high-intensity battle for at least 30 seconds, launch a charge forward for up to 10 seconds until you hit the target. It is not affected by most control skills for 1 second when it starts charging

Buzz –

The lance trembled, and Li Ang's body was inexplicably shrouded in a layer of dim golden light,

The rest of the spells hit him, and they were all absorbed by the Overlord's Horizontal Lance's Thousand Troops Ease effect, as well as the Mirage Red Mane's Coat.

The speed of the fear warhorse was getting faster and faster, carrying Li Ang, and swept towards the scholar who was standing in front of Danchenzi and the monk with his eyes closed.