In front of the city of Paulol, Kurisfak clutched his spear tightly, his resolute eyes staring through two holes in his thick armor at the two figures floating in the distance.

The black marks from the scorching armor crisscrossed the armor, like a burned wall, and it looked extremely miserable. Under the crotch, the unicorn hissed sadly, the holy wings were left with a broken half-pull, flapping weakly, the unicorn with white light on its head was broken violently, and the burly body looked a little aggrieved now.

"Glory!"

Kurisfak roared, and the spear in his hand once again erupted with a trembling light, and a hot pillar of light erupted from the spear, representing the white wings of the Great Knight of Glory spread out on Kurisfak's back, and a god-like qi filled the entire heaven and earth.

"The madman of the Knights of Glory. ”

Lordor Fasheng exhaled deeply, and the scorching breath ignited the air in front of him. The huge magic array under his feet turned, obscure magic fluctuations lingered all over his body, the staff in his hand stood horizontally, and the fiery red light bloomed in the heart of the fourth-order primary lava fire beast above the staff, and the broken flame robe stirred.

"The flame molecule condensed in my hand, with the arc of my wave, draw a perfect red fan shape!--Flame of the Dancing Fan!"

The scarlet pupils flickered in the sky, and the fire elemental frantically condensed towards the staff, like a soldier who heard the order, swarming to guard his master.

"Holy angel, lead you to wield the power of light to crush darkness, condense into the holy spear in the palm of my hand, and destroy the heresy in front of you - angel wings!"

The white wings flapped, the light feathers fell, and Chris Falk turned into a phantom and rushed over, the spear in his hand swept out, and the hot light roared in the air.

Lorda's eyes froze, the magic array under his feet bloomed with fiery red light, the staff in his hand swept, and the huge fan shape spread out in the air, turning into a sea of fire that baked the heavens and the earth, roaring endlessly.

"Boom"

Pillars of light and fan-shaped fire intertwined in everything, colliding sharply.

The sky trembled, as if it was about to be broken, emitting a mellow red color, the earth shook, the earth flew, the grass and trees turned to ashes, the whole city of Paulol shook, countless houses roared, the aftermath of the clash of forces swept over, cracks intertwined on the houses, even the Kebin floating silk auction house, which was known for its sturdiness, broke two or three pillars.

Thankfully, hundreds of thousands of civilians were unharmed, and they fell into a deep sleep under the magic unleashed by the Wizard's Tower, unaware of the reaction of the outside world.

But the other group of people did not have such good luck, and the star magic apprentices and swordsmen were already dizzy with fear and great power, lying on the ground and convulsing constantly. The moon-level magicians and swordsmen were still struggling to support them, suffering from this powerful force, and they wanted to faint, but the soft light of the moons in their consciousness continued to soothe their fragile souls and keep them awake. The Japanese-level powerhouses looked a little frightened, whether it was the guards in the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, the attendants around St. Loki, Catherin, Princess Sophie the Lionheart, or Ruskin Ni in the Duke's Palace, they all seemed a little frightened, and the closer they got to that level, the more they would feel the horror of the abyss.

The only one who can remain unaffected is the Mage Tower.

Jin Li stood in a shadow on the fifth layer, **** his upper body, his white robe was burned and destroyed by endless magma on the third layer, and was torn apart in the wind blade in the fourth layer, he naturally couldn't wear that tattered white robe anymore.

The fifth floor of the Mage Tower is a huge city, filled with countless houses, without a single gap, and in the middle of the houses, there are mage apprentices wearing mage robes and wearing the badge of the Magic Guild.

Jin Li was like a hunter in the shadows, walking in the middle of the house, staggering with people coming and going, like a ghost, and no one discovered his existence.

He looked up and looked around, and in his perception, the rich four-system energy filled the sky, constantly being drawn into one room after another, turning into an obscure wave of magic and spreading out.

"Where is the root?"

He muttered to himself, full of doubts, he didn't feel that there were any elements added to this layer, but in his rookie-level four-system perception, the elements of this heaven and earth were so endless.

His figure flickered, and his thin body turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, rushing towards the place where the elemental fluctuations were most intense.

A magic apprentice turned his head strangely, looking at the corner of the wall beside him, where a shadow shook and returned to normal, he shook his head, maybe I was too tired. Then he hurried towards a house.

Stepping over hundreds of people, walking through more than a dozen houses, he came to a room, through the gap, he saw, twenty or thirty magic apprentices busy exchanging figures, one by one expensive potions were constantly poured into a huge bottle, and then a surging suction burst out from the bottle, the whale sucked water like swallowing the massive magical elements in the sky into it, violent fluctuations appeared in vain, the liquid in the bottle flashed color, constantly transformed, and finally "bang" a flame appeared in the mouth of the bottle.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a magician's badge came out quickly, carefully picked up the flame, put it into a quaint box like a treasure, and then laughed very happily, and patted the shoulders of several apprentices with praise.

Jin Li retracted his gaze and turned to leave, this was not the place he was looking for.

"Where the hell?"

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around suddenly, and a glint flashed in his calm eyes, and he found that the magic fluctuation had reappeared.

Phantoms appeared from his body, silently, blending into the shadows around him, constantly shuttling through the shadows.

"Not here!"

"It's not!"

"Not here!"

Jin Li's eyebrows furrowed, his face looked a little deflated because of distress, he turned his head to look at the east, through the sturdy mage tower, he seemed to see the battle between the Glory Knight and the two Dharma Saints, that level of battle generally does not last long, not to mention that it is not a battle of life and death, some powerful divine techniques and spells will definitely not be used, in this way, the time left for him will be even shorter.

He scratched his head a little tangled, and his stiff short hair rubbed in the palm of his hand, giving him a strange feeling.

"Found it. ”

His figure disappeared in an instant, not in a flash, but slowly faded, faded, and disappeared directly.

When he reappeared, he was already standing by a huge well.

The hexagonal well is like a huge magic array, and six precious magic cores are inlaid on the six corners, shining with brilliant points of light.

Wind blue, fiery red, earth yellow, water blue, the four-colored elements continued to be swallowed out of the well, and the moment they came out, the hexagonal shape lit up, and it was transferred to the sky, no wonder he couldn't find it.

Jin Li thought about it, and as soon as he raised his foot, he stepped into the well.

A strong feeling of nausea appeared in Jin Li's heart, and the intense dizziness was accurately transmitted from his eyes to the bottom of his heart, and he felt that the world was expanding, while his consciousness was shrinking, and a feeling of inversion filled his mind.

It was like the feeling of great emptiness after he had exhausted all the strength of his body and all the light elements had escaped from his body.

"Gott~"

He knelt on the ground, retching incessantly, his throat was about to fall out of his body, he kept dancing with one hand, tried several times, and sprinkled a holy light on his body, before finally feeling much better.

"Damn it. He cursed, a faint hint of irritation in his calm eyes.

Immediately after, he took a look at his surroundings.

It was a huge high platform, and the well that had brought him up was quietly glowing beside him, and in the distance, two huge houses, one fiery red and the other yellow, stood in the distance.

"Not on this floor. ”

He instantly came to the conclusion that the place where the Fa Saint lived could never be that kind of god-level item storage place.

Jin Li looked at the well beside him, looked at the sky in confusion, sighed helplessly, gritted his teeth, and continued to walk up.

The four-colored elements rotated rapidly, turning into a ray of light enveloping Jin Li, and the six demon cores on the well bloomed with a soft light, turning into a big hand, holding Jin Li and flying upward.

"Whoosh"

Jin Li raised his head violently and found that he had arrived in a hall, which was only a few dozen square meters in size, and it looked a little narrow. It's just that the value is completely different, looking at this layer of space that is completely stacked by high-level demon cores, even with Jin Li's knowledge, he can't help but sigh: Magicians are really the richest group of people in the world.

Jin Li touched his nose, he didn't realize that there was such amazing wealth in front of him, but it was obvious that the wealth in this layer was far more than what he was in front of.

He walked a few steps slowly and stood in front of a large mural.

Even if the Cosmo steppe is carved into a mural, the simplicity and vicissitudes that come out of the depths of the soul can still touch the soul of people, the burning fiery red flames are like an apocalyptic scene in the setting sun, the huge dragon wings cover the sky, the hideous dragon head roars, the terrifying dragon magic exudes a fishy smell brewing in the mouth, the yellow-robed mage stands on top of a huge earth dragon, and the fire-colored staff in his hand summons a tall abyss lord, charging towards the dragon in the wind blade in the sky.

"Kantasi Demon Scales. ”

Jin Li looked at the golden scales on the dragon's body, and his breathing began to rapid, and he realized for the first time that he was so close to revenge.

"Black Kill, Grandma"

Just as Jin Li trembled and stretched out his hand towards the scales of the Kantasi Demon, the Lordan Erfa Saint and Ji Kuli Fa Sheng, who were fighting with Kurusfak outside the city, were shocked, and their eyes erupted with anger, and they roared at the same time: "Who is it!"