Five-Ring Starfall Technique!

This spell can be called the druid's specialty, from the first ring to the sixth ring is the starfall technique, and when it is upgraded to the seventh ring, it is promoted to a large-scale "starfall", which has both energy damage and physical bombardment.

The Minotaur casts spells faster than Wren expected.

He was actually able to perform the Five Rings Star Fall Technique at the same time as the group root entanglement.

This means that Black Horn is at least at the middle level of Legendary!

After two spells in a row, Black Horn's mana fluctuations showed no signs of stopping, but instead rose even higher, and he was about to throw a third spell.

Wren reacted in an instant, and with a wave of soul power, he activated the enchantment on the staff.

Static force field!

An invisible force field instantly spread out, with Ren as the center, enveloping everything within tens of meters. The power of this six-ring arcane was immediately revealed, and within the force field, it seemed that the space was frozen, and even time slowed down, and the brilliant starlight fell inch by inch, and even the surging energy inside the pillar of light could be seen.

With the exception of Wren, everyone else was bound, unable to move, and unable to cast spells.

A look of surprise flashed in the Minotaur's black horn eyes.

Wren didn't attack him immediately, but jumped up from the back of the Phantom Warhorse entangled in vines, reached out and grabbed Emilys not far from his side, and the wings of wind and thunder vibrated behind him, leading her away from the attack of the Starfall Technique, and distanced herself from Black Horn.

He landed on a soft grass and said quickly, "Beat him before you blow the trumpet." ”

Let her blow the dragon's summoning in order to test whether Blackhorn is a dragon, and judging by the Minotaur's reaction, this has been confirmed. Blowing the horn will inevitably alarm nearby mercenaries and adventurers, and according to the rules set by the dragon god, the dragons Galadros and Sindara cannot participate in the battle.

Emily couldn't react because she was still in the force field, and through the fluctuations in her eyes, she said that she understood.

Wren let go of her, sensing the minotaur's breath soaring.

It only took one or two more breaths for him to break free from the stagnation of the force field.

"That's a lot of spell resistance!"

Wren said secretly, Galadros and Sindara, who are also dragons, they are still trapped in the force field like insects in amber, and their spell resistance is more than a step worse than that of Black Horn.

Obviously, Blackhorn is at least an adult dragon, and must be a mid-level legendary.

Seeing that the other party was about to break free, Wren did not hesitate to wave his staff and make up a banishment technique, and the light of the mysterious runes fell, forming a cage and trapping the minotaur in it.

The Four Rings' banishment technique had little effect on the Legendary Mid-Tier Dragon.

Wren doesn't expect it to take effect either.

All he had to do was banishing the spell to interrupt Blackhorn's resistance to the static force field and hold them back for a few more seconds.

After throwing out the banishment, Wren flashed in front of the Black Horn, smiled at the minotaur in the exile space, and gripped the hammer of lightning, which flashed with lightning on the hammer, ready to charge a blow.

There was finally a hint of panic in the Minotaur's eyes.

"Roar!"

With a low roar, the Minotaur's size skyrocketed wildly, and its huge figure forcibly broke through the banishment space almost instantly, blocking Wren's vision.

All he could see was the legs of a high wall, as if two thick tree trunks stood in front of him.

Looking up, a towering tree was wrapped around the roots of vines, branches formed arms that hung down to the ground, the emerald green canopy formed the hair and beard, and in the middle of the trunk, there was a twisted face made of nodules and branches, revealing a vicissitudes of life and a mighty aura, and the mighty force of nature made the surrounding swamp full of life.

War Ancient Tree!

At this moment, Wren was a little skeptical that he had made a mistake.

The War Tree is a companion species of the Wood Elves, and only the most devout legendary druids can master this powerful natural form, but how does a dragon do it?

Could it be that the other party is really a minotaur druid and has nothing to do with the dragon?

The humanoid giant tree was more than fifteen meters tall, comparable to the Titans, and as soon as it appeared, it raised its right foot and stepped down hard.

The huge footboard was like a wall smashing down on the head.

Rumble!

The ground shook violently, and a shockwave spread out like lightning, knocking Emily, Galadelos, and Sindara to the ground, and the four phantom horses summoned by Emilys disintegrated and disappeared, and the stasis force field collapsed with it.

A deep pit was stepped out of the foot of the ancient tree of war.

But there was no Wren in the pit.

The War Tree hesitated for a moment, sensing that Wren had flashed behind it in advance, and it turned around and slammed into the twisted face of the trunk with a glowing electric hammer.

Bang......

Lightning struck the bark of the Ancient War Tree, burning it black, and the tremendous force of the warhammer caused it to take a few steps backwards, stepping on a series of deep footprints. In retreat, its branches and arms were raised, and the woods in the swamp shook, as if to come to life, and from them flew out arm-thick wooden spears.

These seemingly rough wooden spears were extremely hard, each several meters long, and the sharp tips were stained with jet-black poison, shooting at Wren from all directions, leaving no dead ends.

At the same time, Wren's feet burrowed into large areas of roots, like a poisonous snake frantically wrapping around his feet.

Call!

The hammer of lightning was pulled back into his hand by the electric suction ring, and with a little force, Wren broke free of the roots, and an arbitrary door opened in front of him, and he calmly walked in, avoiding all the wooden spears.

The other end of any door is above the head of the War Tree.

Wren flew out with an electric claw technique, grabbed on the crown of the ancient tree of war, dragged himself towards the other party, and fell quickly, holding the war hammer high with both hands and smashing it down, the huge power spread in his body, and the fourth-level destructive critical strike was released without reservation.

The War Ancient Tree had no sense of the paralysis of the Electric Claw Technique.

He didn't mean to retreat, after transforming into an ancient tree, his huge and hard body gave him the power of up to level eight, and he was born with a seven-ring "tree skin technique", both defense and spell resistance are terrifyingly high, and he even has the confidence to face the "Beamon Behemoth", known as the king of land warfare.

If Wren distanced himself to compete in spells, he was still a little afraid, but compared to close combat, the War Ancient Tree was never afraid of anyone!

The Ancient Tree of War looked up and waved his right arm towards Wren.

Vines were tangled, wrapped around the trunk of a tree that required two or three adults to hug, twisted like hemp rope, and the terrifying arms were almost as tall as fifteen meters long, and the fists at the end were as large as carriages.

At the same time, the punch inspires the fifth level "heavy attack" of the ancient tree of war.

One big and one small, two opponents with a body shape difference of dozens of times collided head-on, seemingly hitting a stone with an egg, but the result was completely opposite.

Bang!

Broken wood splattered, the huge fist of the ancient tree of war shattered like rotten wood, and a terrible force was transmitted along the arm, and where it passed, the thick tree arm burst open one by one, and the debris in the sky was swallowed up by lightning and burned to ashes.

Just by looking at the face, the right arm of the ancient tree of war disappeared.

He let out a bitter howl.

The twisted face on the trunk showed an incredible expression, and shouted: "How is this possible......"

After Wren succeeded in the first blow, he was also bounced away by the force of the shock for dozens of meters, and when he was in mid-air, he raised his hand and a four-ring rainbow ray burst out. The thick rays hit the trunk of the tree, and although it could not completely penetrate the Seven Rings' tree skin protection, it also left a hole half a meter deep. Recommended ReadingTV//

The Ancient Tree of War suffers again, and casts spells with damage.

A long call was heard.

A group of strange and powerful breaths suddenly appeared in the surrounding swamp, and the trees, grass, and water all rolled up, and huge triangular heads poked out, dragging long bodies covered with scales, at least twenty meters in size.

Wren's heart sank.

These are all Blackwater Beasts, each of which is equivalent to a high-level magical beast, and in a swampy environment they are more terrifying than the ferocious bears or wolves summoned by ordinary druids.

The Blackwater Snake surrounded it from all sides, its stout snake body setting off waves of silt and swooping down on Emilys, Galadelos, and Sindara.

They were stunned by the trampling of the ancient tree of war, and as soon as they came back to their senses, they were surrounded by the Blackwater Forest Snake.

Everyone had to face four or five pythons, and they were a little scrambling for a while.

Wren glanced at them, these Blackwater Snake Snakes were not enough to kill Emilys and them, the only thing they could do was to hold them back.

"He wants to run away!"

Wren immediately sensed Blackhorn's intentions.

He turned into lightning and slammed into the ancient war tree with only one arm left, and in just a few breaths, his right arm had already grown a small part again.

Just over halfway through the flash of lightning, the huge figure of the ancient tree of war suddenly disappeared.

Wren fell, and in surprise he glanced at the large footprints on the ground, such a big ancient tree, actually slipped away under his nose.

Emilys, they were killing the group of Blackwater Snakes, and one by one the souls flew over and converted into electricity.

Wren put all the power into the "power" element, and said in his heart: "He didn't go far, he must still be around here, but he is hiding." ”

The eye of the soul and the will of truth quickly search the surroundings and gain insight into all things.

Suddenly, an earthworm came into view.

It was only the length of a finger, and its fragile body was half-buried in the mud pit stepped on by an ancient war tree, motionless, as if it had been shaken to death.

However, the eye of the soul saw that the earthworm was not only alive, but its soul was extremely powerful, but it was blocked by a layer of haze and could not see through it.

It's a druid, and it's playing dead.

"What a clever transfiguration!"

Wren was amazed, and it would be difficult for anyone else without a soul eye to find an inconspicuous half-dead earthworm, even if they had the ability to explore.

He pretended to be unaware, walked past the earthworm, and suddenly burst out and smashed it down.

Before the warhammer could smash it, the earthworm swelled up, instantly turning into a giant bear like a small mountain and crashing away from Wren who was close in front of him.

The fierce giant bear made a savage charge, not rushing towards Wren, but fleeing in the wilderness, rushing halfway and suddenly turning into a wind peng.

It was incredibly fast, flying into the sky and disappearing into the fog in the blink of an eye.