There are 50 magicians in the underground world, and the lowest level is also level 3, and several of them are walking non-stop, drinking various recovery potions in their mouths, but their faces are constantly showing thoughtful looks, as if they are wandering outside the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only those who really know the inside story understand that they are flowing and negotiating in a spiritual network intertwined with spiritual links.

After listing three options, it was a little difficult for everyone to choose!

Suddenly, Alyslan announced loudly:

"I think about it, let's go kill that seventh-order lizardman now, I believe that when you come in, you will have enough seventh-order props! I'm willing to give out 3 seventh-order thunder magic scrolls and win 3 chances, if this can't be killed, then we can only be chased and killed by the lizardman until we hide in Tibet......"

Everyone's expressions froze: "......"

"How did you come to this conclusion?"

"Didn't you say that you want to open the back passage?"

"Hey, I think I can find a new exit, it's too risky!

For a while, a storm couldn't help but set off in the spiritual web.

Pointing to a group of people, Alyslan said:

"Because the minute is up, and you haven't come up with a decision that can be passed by more than half of the people, so you have to listen to my command, which is what I said from the beginning......"

"Now I'm going to kill that lizardman, will you come with me......"

Edison looked at Elilan's majestic appearance, and knew that she might have become proud in her heart!

But since there is a kind of decision, why should Edison push it in the back!

Thinking about it, countless plans finally turned into a sentence in his mouth:

"Don't forget, this game is watched by all the legends of the empire, and I don't think they will hope that the group assessment of the academy battle will eventually become a joke to see which team can hide the most!"

As soon as the words fell, all the voices of opposition suddenly disappeared, and each magician suddenly put on a look full of energy, as if he wanted to be able to tear the lizardman with his hands immediately, and the enemy could be killed eight hundred miles away with a single magic.

And when the 50 magicians reached an agreement, and everyone was an elite who had come here from thousands of continents, under the collision of ideas, a series of killing plans for the seventh-order lizardmen were quickly released.

However, the core of this lore plan is no longer either Edison and Elilan, but Fulam Fucos of the Northern Continent.

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Speaking of which, the situation in the northern continent where Folham Fucos is located is the most peculiar of the five continents, because their continent is the only place where they still insist on calling a magician a shaman.

The magicians on the northern continent are more or less of orc blood, and the status of the local magicians is extremely noble, but the proportion of men and women among them varies greatly.

If it is said that the overall proportion of imperial magicians is "three men and seven women", then when it comes to the local magicians in the Northern Continent, it is very difficult to have one of the ten magicians who is a man.

On the contrary, the warrior professions are all men, and the ordinary women on the northern continent, if they do not become magicians, can only stay at home and have children.

It can be said that the female magicians and ordinary women in the Northern Continent have been artificially divided into two different species, and in between, the female magician apprentice who failed to advance was the worst.

Because they might have 10, 20...... Even a man from one tribe as a husband begins to have children at the age of 20 and gives birth to children until the age of 40 or 50...... It is not impossible to die.

And Fulam Fucos, as the shaman of the North Road, although her name is very masculine, but in appearance, she is indeed a coquettish beauty, and if the name is translated, it represents the meaning of the blood of the flaming red fox.

That refers to a kind of third-level snow fox xenomorph on the snow field, the body is frosty but has flames, the whole body fur is red, once it appears, it is extremely conspicuous, but very few creatures on the snow field dare to kill this little thing, because any creature that kills this red fox is said to become very unlucky.

That's right! Folham Fucos is a curse-savvy shaman who claims that even a legend can die if "the curse conditions are met." ”

Now that the plan has been set, it can no longer be hidden and twisted, looking at the strange round basin full of hideous and terrifying lines in his hand, ordinary people will be made to nightmares all night by the breath emanating from it at a glance.

But Folham Fucos was free to carry it in his arms, and said:

"If it goes well, you just need me to collect a little bit of something from the lizardman, and even if it's the dirt under his feet, I'm sure I'll be able to weaken him half-dead. ”

When she stroked it, it seemed as if she was touching her closest lover, and muttered:

"It's just, it's a pity that this seventh-order [Mantra Basin]!!It's not easy to make one!"

Saying that, in Edison's eyes, the kung fu in her hands did not stop, and countless spiritual forces combined with a strange technique constantly stimulated the lines on the [Curse Basin] with a special spiritual frequency.

All kinds of negative emotions that had been precipitated in the dish were suddenly re-aroused, and in Edison's third eye, he could even clearly see the miserable state of the soul of the demonic beast that was only being tortured and blurred, but still struggling.

Cursed shaman, in fact, one foot has stepped into the forbidden necromantic magic, so it is very rare to see someone using this as a specialization.

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Three minutes later, the group had already started to use the level 5 [Advanced Stealth Technique] with the [Wind Barrier] to open the whole hidden advance mode, because it might be a second before they could foresee the lizardmen of the space system.

Edison took out 12 points of vigilance, probing the surrounding environment over and over again, but strangely, no, no, there was no trace of lizardman breath, but the exit to the surface was already close in sight.

"Could it be that the lizardman didn't wait for the other lizardmen to come and join him, and he had already gone out?" In the spiritual link, everyone seemed to have the same question, but unfortunately they could only hold back when there was no result, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

But their steps were a little quicker, and they wished they were on the surface sooner.

Until less than 7 feet above the surface......

The group saw a tightly wrapped spider silk cocoon filled with flesh and pus, and a seventh-order hell spider that had been cut off half of its body by a spatial blade and occasionally moved a few times.

It was only then that everyone understood what had happened.

They couldn't help but show a strange look on their faces, they didn't expect that the group had been preparing and discussing for a long time, and the big boss they were going to fight would be so simple and die with other underground creatures, it was like a dream.

Suddenly, Edison's voice sounded within the spiritual link:

"Wait, don't remove the stealth and wind barrier yet, I remember that although the hell spider usually occupies a territory to hunt, during the mating season, it is in a swarm!"

"Look at the place where it's cut in half, it doesn't look like half a spider's egg!" (To be continued.) )