Chapter 2: The Terrible Voldemort
Just as Voldemort was about to finish off the "enemy of fate" in front of him, a figure as fast as lightning flashed and suddenly appeared between the two. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
I saw him raise the heavy shield in his hand and fight forward, and a circle of light blue shields also appeared around the heavy shield.
"Poof~" There was a loud bang, and the green killing curse hit the light blue shield fiercely, and the two canceled each other out, turning into scattered fragments, dissipating into the air and disappearing.
The person who suddenly appeared was naturally Ling Zifeng, and he was not allowed to think much about it in the moment just now, and they would be in danger if they died of a major character!
So he hurriedly opened the Philosopher's Stone shield and rushed forward, just at this moment the restriction of the main god also disappeared, so he blocked Harry Potter in one arrow step.
At this moment, Ling Zifeng's speed was so fast that even Voldemort couldn't fully see his movements.
He was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and even the red cloak was torn violently by the speed of the rush, dragging a blood-red afterimage behind him, as if a bloody road to hell confirmed the extraordinary strength of his strength.
"It's you!"
Voldemort was a little surprised, he looked at Ling Zifeng with a frosty face, and he recognized the person in front of him who had a pole in front of him.
Five years ago, it was Ling Zifeng who sabotaged his plan to steal the Philosopher's Stone, making him fall short, how could he not remember.
However, just now, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared, which also startled Voldemort.
With his profound mana, he couldn't detect where Ling Zifeng was hiding before, which made him feel a chill.
How could Voldemort know that Ling Zifeng was in the main god's plane barrier just now, and where could he feel this kind of thing.
"The cultivator of the East, why are you again!"
Voldemort looked at Ling Zifeng, who was dressed in warrior attire, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "How did this guy become a warrior?" And in the past five years, he doesn't seem to have aged at all. β
Suddenly, he seemed to have figured out the key, stared at Ling Zifeng on the opposite side and said viciously: "The Sage's Stone, hand it over!" β
"Dreaming!"
Ling Zifeng didn't have to think much to understand that the black demon in front of him must have guessed that the Philosopher's Stone was here. Whether it was the shield just now, or his face that had not seen aging, it all foreshadowed this possibility.
Seeing Ling Zifeng's tough attitude, Voldemort stopped talking nonsense, and threw another terrifying purple ** method over.
The speed at which his magic was released was also jaw-dropping, as if he was hanging on to lose his magic without reciting a spell, if it weren't for Ling Zifeng's strengthened body, I was afraid that he wouldn't have had time to react at all.
"Boom!"
The purple ** method struck furiously on the light blue shield, bursting out with terrifying power.
Although the direct power of the magic attack was blocked, its terrifying aftermath did not dissipate, and a wave of qi pushed Ling Zifeng all the way back, crashing into Harry Potter behind him, and slamming into a wall.
"Bang!" The walls trembled as Ling Zifeng hit them, and brick dust fell in a flurry. The three spears on his back were broken on the spot.
"Poof~"
Ling Zifeng was hit and spat blood, and he couldn't stand up straight against the wall for a while.
The enemy suffered serious internal injuries with just one blow, and he didn't know what kind of magic Voldemort unleashed, and its power was terrifying.
What frightened Ling Zifeng the most was that he found that the shield of the Philosopher's Stone seemed to be about to shatter!
One of the enemy's magic shattered his current shield, and the power was terrifying. You must know that the shield of the Philosopher's Stone will become stronger as his mana increases.
With the shield supported by his current mana, he could only barely take a blow from the enemy!
Voldemort saw Ling Zifeng standing in the corner, and a cruel sneer appeared on his face. He raised the wand in his hand and was about to unleash another spell to kill Ling Zifeng.
Suddenly, "Whoosh" four golden flying knives came from the side and swooped straight towards the Demon Face Gate. It turned out that Mo Sandi was seriously injured when she saw Ling Zifeng as soon as she joined together, and she was shocked and quickly took action.
The flying knife was thrown by Mo Sandi with the blessing of internal force, and flew towards Voldemort like a meteor catching the moon. The golden flying knife exuded a terrifying chill, and it came in an instant.
Voldemort didn't have time to kill Ling Zifeng, so he could only turn his wand and cast spells to protect himself.
An astonishing scene appeared, only to see him raise his wand and wave it violently in front of him, a flash of light flashed, and a strange green fire emanated from around his body.
The green flames are flying like ghosts, which makes people shudder to watch.
"Puff, puff, puff" came the sound of four knives hitting the rags. Green light flashed in front of Voldemort, and the throwing knife turned into powder and fell to the ground.
The powder on the ground seemed to be still burning with a green fire, making a "snort" sound. After a while, the four golden flying knives were scorched without a trace.
Ling Zifeng saw this scene in his eyes and was shocked in his heart.
He had seen this kind of green fire five years ago, and the mountain of garbage that was pressing down on Quirrell at that time was burned by this kind of flame. It's just that the green fire at that time was not as terrifying as it is now, and now this thing is almost nothing that does not burn and nothing does not eat.
Voldemort has only one fate for those who dare to stop him, death!
Voldemort, who was interrupted from casting the spell, looked at Mo Sandi coldly. His eyes were full of cruelty and murder, and the assassin beauty was terrified at it.
Voldemort didn't say much, and a flash of magic was quickly thrown at Mosandi. The speed was so fast that it seemed that there was no time to react.
I saw Mo Sandi dodge the fatal blow with a backflip, she was like a bird in the air, gracefully turning her body and landing lightly, magic brushing her hair and blasting hard behind her.
"Boom!" The terrifying magic hit the floor, and in an instant, a large hole several meters deep was blasted out of somewhere. Mo Sandi narrowly dodged this terrifying blow, and she was shocked into a cold sweat.
If she hadn't strengthened the "Golden Goose Gong", she would definitely not have been able to dodge the blow just now. The enemy in front of them was too terrifying, and it was not at all something that they could deal with with their current strength.
Mo Sandi clutched the golden ball, and she didn't know if she would be able to dodge the next blow.
As long as the enemy's speed was half a minute faster, she couldn't dodge it anyway. When the time comes, you will have to rely on the shield of the golden ballγγγγγγγ
But whether this shield can block this terrifying magic, she doesn't know in her heart.
Even if she blocked the magic, it didn't seem to be enough, she couldn't stand being knocked against the wall like Ling Zifeng. The little beauty doesn't have a strong body like Ling Zifeng, and she is afraid that half her life will be lost after that kind of violent impact.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~" Purple light splashed in the hall, and for a moment magic shot through the air. Voldemort unleashed his magic faster and faster, but Mozandhi's dodging movements became more and more sluggish.
Such frequent use of light power is very serious in the consumption of internal force. Moreover, there are more and more large craters on the ground that have been blasted out by Voldemort, and this kind of terrain is not conducive to Mosandi's tossing and turning, and the situation is becoming more and more dangerous.
Seeing all this in front of him, Ling Zifeng was terrified.
Could it be that he has just crossed over, and he is about to face the fate of death again?