Chapter Eighty-Five: The Frozen Burial of Heaven

"Melee Luo Li, why not be afraid of the martial artist in close quarters, hehehe, it's really getting more and more interesting, I'm looking forward to our next duel"

Listening to the heart-rending shouts in the audience, the flashing sword quark returned to the sword sheath, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes flashed with a certain emotion, with emotion, memories and longing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"They are all shouting for me, they are all shouting for me" Luo Li looked around, his hands were clenched, the muscles of his whole body were tense, his heart pounded against his chest, as if he was about to jump out of it, an indescribable feeling surged into his heart, he seemed to hear something from the shouts, and he couldn't help but want to cry in his heart.

His right hand was slowly raised above his head, as if he was holding something towards the blue sky, Luo Li didn't know why he was doing this, as if there was a force asking him to do this, but he didn't hate it, but had a feeling of excitement.

"Is the power of faith, so familiar, are you ready to bear this faith, little magician" Lonely Aurang lowered his head for the first time, looked at Luo Li quietly, and said in a voice that only he could hear.

"I seem to have gone a little too far, but I think Rowry can still face this situation," Abraham touched his nose and thought a little weakly.

The other participating students looked ashen, looking at Luo Li who was as dazzling as a lighthouse in the distance, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in their eyes, including envy, jealousy, amazement and fear.

Tick tock

Two tears slipped from Luo Li's eyes, and under the illumination of the sun, they emitted a colorful rainbow light, wetting the ground under his feet, thinking of the unknown research on the earth, which contained the hard work and sadness, the misunderstanding that outsiders did not know, the daily hard meditation in the Duke's Palace, the exploration of the path of magic, the contemptuous attitude of brothers and sisters, the master mother, the duke, the near-death experience every time the apprentice level was raised, pain and tears were intertwined, and every time I thought of it, I made my heart full of sentimentality and indignation.

How similar I am to them, no matter how bad the mud is, I want to stand in the sky and become that dazzling star, so let me use this ring to show them our madness.

With his left hand, he took out a magic core from his arms, and looked at it Luo Li actually smiled, the second-level magic core originally wanted to use you as his last killer weapon, but now I can't wait, the game or something is no longer so important.

The second-level demon core drew a beautiful lone line, fell into Luo Li's mouth, grunted, swallowed, and the boiling magic power suddenly poured out of the esophagus, like a wild and difficult to train magic dragon, constantly churning in Luo Li's body.

The panic and fear in the face of this situation did not appear, but there was an indescribable joy in my heart, and a trace of madness appeared on my flushed face.

The surging magic continued to overflow from Luo Li's body, his collar whirred, and Luo Li's trembling body seemed to have a demonic beast about to awaken.

The first thing that came to notice was the lonely Ao Lang, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his originally godless eyes gradually became brighter, and his right hand slowly touched the long sword at his waist, and the awe-inspiring battle intent burst out.

"Well, interesting, is the decisive battle coming in advance, I like it, I'm already tired of the long wait, come on, Lonely Aurang and I have a big fight" King Jason burst out with an earth-shattering battle intent, and roared with some excitement.

"God is merciful, God is merciful, God is merciful、、、、 St. Candace vainly quickened the chanting of the chants.

The atmosphere in the ring unconsciously became solemn, and many of the participating students were unconsciously divided into several small groups, and the six people and Luo Li each formed a small group of their own.

With a bang, the sound from the depths of his magic crystal echoed in Luo Li's heart, and the demon dragon was restless in the magic crystal, constantly hitting the crystal wall.

Luo Li's trembling body stopped, his eyes were like a hundred-watt light bulb, so bright that people didn't dare to look directly, he slowly turned around and put down his right hand.

"Have you started?" said Aurang the Lonely, and with a snap, the sword was unsheathed, and the blade was covered with magic.

"I, Luo Li, am willing to carry this burden at all times, stay on my back, go all out, this is my promise, and at the same time magic, supercritical magic, and subcritical magic will be fused, show your strength, and bury the heavens" Following the voice in his heart, Luo Li roared loudly.

Boom, the teacup fell from the palm of her hand without knowing it, Alice looked at the roaring figure in the ring stupidly, and for the first time there was an inexplicable emotion in her heart, wanting to hug him into her arms and share the burden for him.

There was a chill in the air, and everyone's breath became visible.

Icicles continue to rise from the ground, and the icicles with a diameter of about five meters and a width of about five meters rise from the ground like thousand-year-old trees.

Pound pound, huge ice shields fell from the sky, like a heavy hammer to the ground, some even collided with icicles, fist-sized ice cubes flew wantonly.

Thick ice arrows flew in all directions, leaving huge pits on the ice shield icicles from time to time.

The noisy arena was silent for a while, and everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the scene of ice magic in disbelief.

The huge ring was quickly covered by ice shield icicles and ice arrows, and from time to time someone would be hit by ice arrows and ice shield icicles, and they fell out of the arena with painful and frightened faces.

Flashsword Quark relied on his nimble skills to dodge the flying ice arrows, the icicles that jumped from the ground, and the ice shields that fell from the sky, as for the ice blocks that burst out in all directions, he no longer had the extra energy to deal with them.

"Those who believe in God will be sheltered," St. Candace chanted aloud, a layer of milky white light covered her, and the burst of ice hit the light mask from time to time, causing a little ripple on it, and suddenly an ice shield fell from the sky and smashed hard, the light shield was like a balloon under the weight of the ice shield, constantly twisting and deforming, as if it would burst at any time.

"Withere, two ways to untie the sword"

In the face of the ice arrow that came in a hurry, the lonely Ao Lang held his sword and faced each other, and under the action of unknown power, this thick ice arrow instantly turned into a sky full of ice chips and drifted away from the body of the lonely Ao Lang.

The witch Lilian, the double knife Duri, and the king Jason also showed their housekeeping skills, either dodging or attacking, to deal with the ice arrows and ice shield icicles that appeared from time to time.

The only place in the ring that was still intact was the place where Luo Li was, no matter how many ice shields, ice arrows, and icicles were rampant outside, it was calm.

Like a prince who had fallen asleep standing up, Luo Li stood quietly with his eyes closed, frowning from time to time, as if he had had some nightmare.

Such a strange scene of fury and calm appeared in front of Roland's eyes, looking at the younger brother who seemed to be asleep in the field, he could not even raise a trace of pride as a genius, and only had deep fear, which was unimaginable before. As a second-level magician, he would be afraid of Luo Li, who is only a first-level magician now.

I don't know if it's because of fear or jealousy, Luo Feng held the right hand of the long sword, trembling incessantly, although he didn't want to admit it, but Luo Feng had to admit that his younger brother, who usually didn't look at him, slapped himself fiercely.