(I suddenly found that my homework was still a little unfinished, and I had to hand it in tomorrow, so I wrote it while the lights were not turned off, and I will revise it later)

The black, cracked earth seemed to roar with rage, and the vivid green once again broke through the black scorched earth that was almost rocky.

The spiritual world that Merrell in the red dress had carefully constructed for himself had been shattered by the aura of the rotten soul that had been stormy. The small nine-story world of neat and orderly, inviolable and full of wonderful fantasy style has been nearly pierced open from the middle by a giant white-green tree that runs through the heavens and the earth, and thick vines with scaly lines spread out from the deepest part of the palace, spreading their branches to dry up the fountain, making the grass barren, and turning the earth into a soft earth with a strange fragrance......

"Minecraft ......"

Merrell was tied to the center of the ocean of flesh and blood, the horror of the nature of the black dragon's soul at a glance, the fear of others who were deprived of their power and their lives and deaths, the heart-wrenching sorrow of being turned into a stream of money under the giant tree, the fury of the destruction of the spiritual world, mixed with a slim worry that could be survived if they could get away with it, a twisted pleasure that arose for no reason and after the destruction of the wreak.

"There's no help. ”

Lin Ze's wings had stopped waving, his chest had stopped expanding, the disturbance of the rotting soul aura had become more and more intense, and the normal plant shoots had grown into strange creatures like pythons, crackling and crackling, the bark continued to crack and then heal, and the tumor-like wood-colored tissue was squeezed out of the "python body".

Distorted, chaotic, ugly, hideous, yet with a deadly sweet fragrance that makes all ordered creatures most happy, it is as terrifying as a sweet dream after a full meal and suddenly the style of painting suddenly changes and the wind cries wolf.

The petite mage is no longer on the shoulders of the silver machine, slightly shorter, but he is not impressed by the flexibility of the ten-fingered white tender fingers like a butterfly is quickly completing countless spell casting actions one by one, a large number of magic crystal essence has been extracted, and all kinds of spell casting materials are scattered everywhere. The petite mage was held in the air by a layer of silver aperture, and then retreated to cast the spell, it seemed that the blue tendons on his forehead were jumping very hard, and the high-level spells that were usually easy to come by in this disgusting spiritual field were extremely difficult, but no matter how she retreated, she couldn't retreat out of this range - the range of the rotten soul aura was too big!

As soon as the wind sounded, the strange plants that were crushing the mountain rocks suddenly stopped, and Lin Ze's deep breath finally stopped.

The short silence was followed by an even more frantic riot! Except for the place where the fluorophore gathered to shiver, the plants affected by the rotting aura of the entire valley and surrounding mountains began their last madness, the last madness before death!

"Green!

The petite mage shouted at the top of her voice, and the red light rising from her hand rushed into the air with a large amount of her spirit.

Receiving the voice-activated instructions, the silver machine man in his early three meters put down the half-crushed plant in his hand, and a golden crystal on his chest shattered into a ball of powder at the same time, this silver machine man named Green stomped his feet fiercely and the mechanical mind was immune to part of the negative state, trampling on the rumbling and tumbling plants all the way to the tiger man's side, and as soon as he tore the vines on his body, he picked up the tiger man and rushed towards the petite mage.

[Sun Flame]*4

【Firestorm】

Two terrifying range-type spells, one left for the follow-up [Banishing Technique] almost drained the spiritual power of this senior legendary archmage, the spell casting environment is too bad, if the tiger man is not in the valley according to her meaning, it is to leave this place directly to summon a meteorite to wash the ground!

When Green scooped up his master and continued to run outward, the flame storm that turned into a cloud of fire and was released with a delay, and Green's hard body suddenly turned into a puddle of silver liquid, wrapped around his shoulders, and the two of them and the psychic warlock Merrell who had just picked it up drilled into the ground, just before the terrifying eighth-level magic flame burst into a hole.

The flames roared, and the entire night was completely white, and there was a long, majestic dragon roar interspersed between the four short booms.

The jade-like slurry flow burst out from the terrifying flames, and the rising green poisonous mist with a sweet smell was quickly pushed outward by the expanding airflow, and the black dragon's wings pressed the rolling waves of fire along the valley and plowed a deep channel with his breath, although the strong acid and poisonous black dragon's breath was not as lethal as the flame of the red dragon golden dragon, but the poison in his breath was more terrifying than the explosion damage caused by the flame breath!

- Green's silver liquid body just rubbed a layer of jade slurry flow, and was dull and shaky by the strong acid grinding in it, and the "jade" was evaporated into a poisonous mist in the sky by the rolling heat, and as the black dragon slowly moved out of the valley, these poisonous fogs also began to spread. The four eighth-level Flame Sun Explosions erupted almost in no particular order, almost draining Lin Ze's emotional food accumulated from nearly ten years of sleep.

The various extreme emotions stored in the mutated base blood vessels like magic were directly converted into fuel by him in a wild and excited way, setting off a spiritual energy frenzy, condensing a large cover, pressing the sea of fire like surfing, folding back and forth in the valley, Lin Ze directly took advantage of the updraft to hover at the mouth of the valley for a short time, and then opened his mouth directly at the only anomaly near the rot aura.

The white-green smoke pulled a slender straight line from the edge of the snout, and the intoxicating emerald liquid like old wine snorted and directly corroded the rocky ground into a deep pit, revealing the silver trap below.

Filling up with a penetrating overclocking blast, Lin Ze directly ploughed over the silver ball with his breath.

- There seems to be no living creatures in the valley except for a few valuable captives buried in advance by the fluorescents, and the mutated plants have turned into torches all over the ground, the mage trio...... Ask for more blessings, Lin Ze's own breath seems to be quite poisonous, and the distorted poison that directly acts on the soul may not be easy to solve.

In that case, let's go ahead and solve it in one go. Just now, I seemed to be on the hill over there and saw a few people eating melons.

......

The dense jungle of the entire mountain turned into a sea of fire behind Lin Ze, and the black smoke screen looked extremely dazzling under the orange-red night, and the trees turned into charcoal, and the hibernating beasts struggled to die in the flames. Even an archmage like Grand Duke Tulip, who is dedicated to pursuing the path of a mage, was a little unbearable after seeing this scene.

"I don't know how many people will die in this winter. The young Tulip Grand Duke waved the staff in his hand and unleashed a long-prepared [Lord of the Earth] on himself. The magic communicates with the will of the earth element, and with the amplification of this eighth-level magic, Grand Duke Tulip temporarily has some of the abilities of an earth elemental master.

Shape the terrain!

The inexplicably heavy Grand Duke of Tulip raised his staff in the air, and his figure quickly fell to the ground, and the other spellcasters and warriors who followed him quickly retreated when they saw this.

Then the peaks cracked, the earth cracked, the broadleaf plains were halved in half with a loud rumble, and the rolling mountains beneath the tulip duke's feet were transformed into a precipitous canyon with the dripping of sweat—the sprawling hibernation jungle was split in two, the twisted plants stopped their progress, and the sea of fire was cut off in front of the new canyon.

"Grand Duke Tulip?"

"Mr. Karl. Grand Duke Tulip performed a noble salute to the black dragon in the sea of fire, and said with a smile: "I think after this time, in addition to the title of Soul Eater Dragon, you will have another title of Natural Calamity." ”