Moyer's swift body stopped instantly, his feet made two deep marks on the ground, a puddle of dirt was squeezed into the sky by him, a pair of shoes that had been torn by friction appeared under the dirt, and expensive gems fell and were stained with dirt.

But Moyer didn't feel any pity, he turned around and stood quietly in place, looking at the city of Bolore in the distance, his expression was focused, but his face looked very hideous.

The momentum of the three saint-level peaks was raging, falling from the sky like a mountain, and people felt suffocated.

"Moyer, what's wrong? Why didn't you run away?"

Slow's massive body appeared behind him and asked.

"Look there. Mo Ye raised his hand, pointed ahead, and said with a little distraction: "Jin Li has already used the light escape, so what did he encounter?"

"How come!" Jin Li roared, the scale of the Kanta Si Demon in his hand shone with a deep light, the fine texture showed the incomparable solidity of this scale, and the fluctuations that escaped from time to time made people's scalp numb, which was enough to show the preciousness of this dragon scale, but Jin Li did not have any excitement, only a heart kept sinking, gradually sinking into the bottom of his heart.

"Intelligence error, mistake. In a flash of light, Jin Li's consciousness was roaring, roaring, with resentment, and there was no peace and indifference, "Orc!

He kept speeding up, and the light turned into a streamer, which was incredibly fast, and was about to disappear into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Where to go, stay!"

Lordor Fa Saint roared, a phantom of the Divine Throne flickered behind him, he leaned back, and the whole person sat on the Divine Throne Illusory.

The faint spatial fluctuations turned into a circle of ripples that spread from above the phantom of the divine seat to the surroundings, and where the ripples passed, the space seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, muddy.

Rordan's eyes erupted with rage, and the veins of flame climbed upwards from the phantom shadow of the divine seat below him, outlining one esoteric rune after another.

One into two, three into three

In the end, when fifty percent of the veins appeared on the phantom of the divine seat, the red hair of the Lordal Fa Saint danced, and the old face became much younger, a slender crack in the fiery red eyes opened violently, and a black eye was half-opened from the crack, staring indifferently at the light that kept fleeing from the sky.

"Looks like you've lost a lot of things. ”

Kurisfak's deep voice sounded, and it seemed so abrupt in this solemn space.

"Kurisfak, the holy pearl you want is at the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, now, you can go and get it back, and then, get out of here. ”

Jikuli Fasheng glanced at the old friend who had become strange in front of him, and the murderous aura on his face became more and more condensed, looking at the light that was about to disappear into the sky, which made people's hearts cold.

"Oh?" under the mask, Crusfak's face looked a little playful, and his voice was a little teasing. "Don't you need my help?"

"Get out!"

Lordan Fa Sheng roared, the anger hidden in his eyes rushed straight to the sky, he was able to destroy the Heavenly Dome, he was not sure to break through to the legendary level, this breakthrough will inevitably not be successful, if it were not for the instant judgment that he could not stop that light with the strength of his Fa Sheng, he would definitely not choose to sit on that Divine Throne Phantom, because every defeat is a damage to that Phantom.

He slapped the armrest of the phantom of the divine seat, fifty percent of the fire patterns bloomed, and the figure disappeared like a ghost, although he couldn't directly cross the space, but faintly shuttled through the space, chasing in the direction of Jin Liguang's escape.

"What a grumpy old man. ”

Cruzfak shook his head gloatingly, a clipped of the Holy Light Unicorn, and the sound of "Da Da Da" sounded in the air, and he slowly walked towards the Ke Bin Floating Silk Auction.

Jikulifasheng took a deep look at Krusfak, who had entered the city, and turned his head, his vicissitudes of life quietly watching into the distance and gradually fading away.

He wasn't worried that Lordor Fasheng would not be able to catch the thief, decades of getting along made him believe in the strength of the old man, but, for some reason, there was always a feeling of horror in his heart, as if something disaster was about to happen.

As a peak Dharma Saint, he had no doubts about his whims, and his previous experience had told him that it was definitely not groundless.

"Angels who enjoy themselves in nothingness, return to the disturbed and filthy world, for the unclean air needs to be clarified by your power. Purify, Fallen Earth!—Holy Light!"

A long tone, with anger and mixed with shame, sounded from the huge Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, and the huge pillar of light half a human thick instantly disappeared from the thick walls of the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, and shot towards the Jikuli Fa Sheng.

"What?" Jikulifa was startled, his body turned sharply, the staff in his hand was raised, and the earthy yellow elemental light flickered, but it was too late.

The huge pillar of light ruthlessly pierced through the majestic body of the earth dragon, passing through the diagonal underneath, and then passing through the hideous dragon head of the earth dragon, drowning the Jikulifa Saint in endless brilliance with lightning speed.

Kurusfak led the huge Holy Light Unicorn, step by step, into the air, the spear in his hand trembling with anger, the heavy helmet tucked under his armpit, revealing a forehead that was not angry and arrogant.

At the age of about forty, he had golden and luxurious curly hair, eagle-like sharp eyes shining with cold light, and thin lips pursed together, very gloomy.

"Why?"

The light dimmed, and an earthy yellow shield was shattered into powder, and the earth-colored magic robe of the Jikulifa Holy shone with a solitary light, and a cloud of charred black was imprinted on his chest, and the Jikulifa Holy used the staff to support his body, and he was extremely tired, and the instantaneous reaction just now consumed almost half of his mental power, which made his brain roar.

"The Orb is gone!"

Kurusfak said calmly, it seemed that what he said had little to do with him, but only the Jikulifa Saint in front of him knew how much anger the man in front of him had accumulated.

"I fought with you, fought with you, endured my anger, and listened to your nonsense, because I respected the greatness of the lord of the city, Paulolfa, and believed in the credibility of your magicians, but in the end, you lied to me. ”

He looked at Jikulifa with a hint of sorrow, and said slowly, "But you have deceived me. ”

"This makes me very uncomfortable, and I think if I ask you about the Holy Bead now, you will definitely say that you don't know, and you will even use your mage's credibility as an excuse, so I don't ask. ”

Kurusfak dropped his helmet and threw it onto the huge gate of Bolol with a "clang", smashing a deep pit.

"Then what do you want to do?" Jicuri stood up straight, the yellow dirt swallowed half of his body into it, and the continuous power gathered from the dirt to warm his body, and the earth elements suspended in the air appeared one by one, gathering around him, guarding his existence.

Kurusfak shook his head, ignoring Jikulifa's movements, turned on his horse, patted the neck of the Holy Light Unicorn with his thick hand, and said: "The Holy Light Unicorn, the darling of light, the fastest speed of the owner, and the legend that it can drive the movement of space when it runs rapidly, this unicorn of mine is injured. He looked at the mutilated wings, "It's not the strongest of the unicorns, but." He paused, then continued, "It's definitely not a problem to catch up with a Dharma Saint. ”

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Since the pearl has been lost in your hands, you will have to pay some price. ”

Kurusfak said coldly, and in the unbelievable gaze of the Jikurifa Saint, the Holy Light Unicorn hissed, and its body was like a ray of light, disappearing from sight at a speed faster than that of the Lordor Fa Saint.

"I will make you pay, and the shame of glory can only be washed away by shame. ”

Kurusfak's voice was firm and powerful, making Jicuri's sweat fall instantly, and Kurusfak's intervention caught him off guard, and even because of the previous sneak attack, he didn't even have a chance to make up for it.

He didn't dare to imagine how angry the Magic Guild would be if Lorda's Lordor was really blocked and the scales of the Kantasi Demon were lost.

"Glory Knight!"

Jikuli Fasheng's face was ugly, the earth element dispersed in a hurry, and he came to the bottom of the mage tower in an instant, he looked up at the towering mage tower, raised his foot, stepped in, layers of light flickered, and when he stopped, he had already come to the seventh layer.

In the hall where Jin Li had stayed, Jikuli Fasheng stood respectfully in front of the mural, bent over, and said, "My lord, Master Jikuri asks to see you." ”

There was silence in the hall, no sound.

"Gicuri, I already know what happened, don't worry. ”

The gentle and old voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and on the mural in front of Jiku, the yellow-robed dragon slayer mage emitted a strange fluctuation, and a vicissitudes of life and a kind gaze fell on Jikuri's body.

"It was just a funny little fellow, I thought he was funny, and before he could do it, he was alert, and fled in a hurry, what a very funny little fellow. ”

A flurry of laughter came from the mural.

"My lord, that's the scale of the Kantasi Demon, and if it was taken away like this, in case of an accident, we in Bolol City can't afford it. ”

"Jicuri, why have you only learned a little bit from me for so long, casual in small things, cautious in big things, it really disappoints me. The voice of Vicissitudes of Life echoed in the hall with a wave of disappointment, "That little guy is different, I can see that there is nothing he really cares about except life, this is the attitude of studying magic." ”

"Your Excellency!" said Jikulifa, in a disgruntled tone.

"Hey, I still don't have enough concentration, okay I know, I won't let the scales of the Kantasi Demon be taken away. ”

The old man's voice sounded in the hall with helplessness.

As soon as the words fell, the dragon slayer mage on the mural instantly came to life, the mural rippled, a black gap appeared, and the hand holding the Endless Wind Blade raised and reached into the crack, disappearing from the mural.