A little fluctuation of energy rippled across the boots, and as this energy burst out, Holyfield's movements became more agile.

Between his steps, there was already an illusory afterimage, which showed that the magic on these leather boots must belong to the auxiliary spells above the third level.

Sean silently watched the other party's performance, although the magic props displayed by Holyfield at the moment were already very powerful, but Sean did not take these spells to heart, and the only thing that worried him was the strangely shaped helmet on the top of Prince Lionheart's head.

Of all these magic items, this helmet undoubtedly gave him the most powerful and shocking feeling. Although judging from the energy fluctuations on it, it can't reach the point where Sean is worried, but for some reason, Sean just can't let go of it.

Sou.

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air in his ears, and Holyfield finally began to fight back with a ghostly degree, his greatsword smashed towards Sean like a giant hammer, and just as Sean raised his greatsword to meet the enemy, he retracted like a snake.

After slicing an incredible arc in mid-air, he stabbed Sean back at the joint of his arm.

Sean sighed secretly, if he really fell into the martial arts comparison with the other party, then he would definitely lose in the end.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared on his armor.

Sean's strength and otherness have long made Holyfield unforgettable, and at this moment, when he saw something different, he immediately drew his sword and retreated, and his movements were so fast that they were three points faster than the time of attacking. It can be seen how jealous he is of Sean. The sword that seemed to go all out actually left a lot of residual strength.

Slowly, the colors on Sean's armor became lighter, but the change that followed was that Sean's movements began to speed up.

If Holyfield had sped up his degree with the help of the ground assist magic on his leather boots, then the light magic on Sean's armor had moved. The entire suit of armor was so light that it could no longer be affected by any weight.

When the weight of the armor was not a problem, Sean's degree after years of practicing broadcast gymnastics was suddenly vivid.

All of a sudden. Sean and Holyfield jumped up and down like two nimble monkeys throughout the dueling arena.

All the audience were amazed, although they understood that they were able to become so fast with the help of magical powers, but they were able to do this. It's not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Sean worked hard, and the entire dueling table was filled with his nimble figure, and as time passed, his long endurance finally unleashed a vital effect.

The glow on Holyfield's leather boots had begun to fade. The magic attached to it didn't keep him running. But Sean kept that incredibly high throughout, and never let out the slightest gasp.

This shocked Prince Lionheart, a guy with such stamina, is it a human race or a camel race?

While holding Holyfield, Sean waved the great sword in his hand without hesitation, and the wind blade on it slashed towards the lionheart prince like a chain cannon.

Most of the attacks were offset by the Prince's ring or the protective shield on his armor, but as the number of attacks increased, even the defensive shield began to loosen.

But Holyfield was anxious though. But there is no solution to this impasse.

Suddenly, Sean waved his hand heavily, and the big sword drew a semicircle in mid-air, but this time to his surprise, the pale cyan attack wave that should have appeared was not there any trace.

He was stunned. I couldn't help but stop. His eyes subconsciously looked towards the big sword in his hand.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, could it be that his great sword couldn't stand the excitement of so many wind blades and was scrapped?

It's just that he is full of confidence in what he has refined. Although I knew that there was a possibility, I still couldn't believe it.

When I looked at it, the energy spar at the end of the big sword had become extremely dim, and there was no longer a trace of luster.

Sean immediately understood that it was not that the great sword was damaged, but that the energy in the hedron had been exhausted.

Although he moved quickly, he couldn't hide from the battle-hardened Holyfield. At the moment when Sean looked down, he had seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and quickly bullied himself.

Boom......

A huge impact sound came from Sean's body, and the force of this sword was heavy, and the huge impact force made Sean involuntarily take three steps back.

Holyfield was unforgiving, holding his sword in both hands, and struck a series of thunderous attacks, and in a matter of moments, he had smashed Sean to the corner of the stage.

However, just as Holyfield's first sword hit Sean, a wave of energy appeared on the armor again.

Solidity, a spell that makes armor indestructible, automatically activates the moment it is struck. Holyfield's successive blows were like a constant blow to a huge heavy fortress, and although it forced Sean to retreat, it did not cause him much substantial damage.

Suddenly, Sean's mouth opened wide, and there was a thunderclap in the clear sky.

The piercing sound streaked across the sky, and it was still clearly audible even as tens of thousands of people sighed.

Holyfield was taken aback, and his subordinates couldn't help but relax, his jealousy of Sean was already deep in his heart, even if he knew that the other party was just venting his anger, he couldn't help but be cautious, and he didn't dare to let go of the attack with all his might like just now.

But at this time, Sean did something that no one could have imagined.

He actually risked the opponent's big sword attack and jumped into the air.

Due to the light spirit technique, the ground armor on Sean's body did not put much pressure on him, making him jump down. It was a head taller than Holyfield.

Prince Lionheart was not overjoyed, he straightened up his great sword, and in an instant he had adjusted his position. He made up his mind in his mind, as soon as Sean fell. Just give him a Haidilao moon......

Standing on the ground, Sean was like a heavy tortoise shell, which could not be broken, so when he fell from the sky. No matter how powerful the protection of a certain part is, it may not be able to withstand the heavy blow of the great sword.

However, the next moment, something immediately seemed wrong to him.

Instead of having any downward trend, Sean jumped higher and higher. Jump higher!

He watched in amazement as Sean rose from one meter to two meters, three meters, and even ten meters in the air.

Holyfield blinked twice, he finally understood one thing, Sean didn't lose his cool at all, so he jumped up and raced. I was going to fly up from the beginning.

Wind Soaring ...... You've used magic.

On the high platform, Link opened his mouth wide and screamed in a rooster-like voice.

Sean is a guest of the Berwick family, and it can be seen from the scene where Bowman does not hesitate to offend everyone for his sake, that this person is very important to the Berwick family.

In this case, anything that can hit Sean, then Link will definitely spare no effort to do it.

Sean turned his head, glanced at Link disdainfully, and then ignored the man. Instead, he focused his gaze on Holyfield below.

Link only felt a surge of anger, he himself was a respectable high-level shaman, so after seeing Sean's contempt, he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted: Fillid Great Shaman, Sean has violated the rules of the duel. He deserved to be put to death on the spot.

Who said he had violated the rules? Bowman said slowly: Why can't I see it?

Don't you see? He's using Wind Flying. Link yelled.

What about the Wind Soaring Technique? Bowman laughed and said, "Honorable Shaman Link. Don't you see that Sean's Wind Flying Technique is a magic that comes with armor and ground?

Link screamed in disbelief, and he turned his head to look at the sky, while quietly sensing the energy changes above, and his gaze couldn't help but have an indescribable dullness.

Attaching the Wind Soaring to the Samurai's Armor?

It's definitely the greatest feat ever, and probably no one else has ever done anything so crazy except Sean.

Wind Soaring is not ordinary magic, but a special spell for magicians.

It can make people fly in the sky like birds, and no one can control this spell except the magician.

Even if it is attached to the armor, it is by no means something that ordinary people can move and use.

Because this magic is a spell used to manipulate the air flow, the most difficult thing when casting it is to use mental power to control the air flow around the body.

Therefore, this magic can only be used and controlled by the magician, if it appears on the armor of the samurai, then the samurai must be careful when wearing it, if the magic is accidentally released, then there is a possibility that it will be blown by the chaotic air currents to Lake Estonko or the Sahato Desert at any time.

And at this moment, when Sean released the Wind Flying Technique attached to the magic armor, everyone believed that this armor was indeed specially customized for magicians.

Holyfield looked at Sean in the air in a daze, and his heart was confused.

He had known for a long time that Sean was an outlier among magicians, but it was indeed the first time he had encountered such an unprecedented thing as attaching wind and sailing to the knight's full-body armor.

I don't know if this strange equipment will become popular among magicians from now on, but it's certain that he's in serious trouble.

Sean looked at Holyfield with hatred, and the guy's continuous attacks almost scared Sean's guts.

It was only now that he clearly knew how big a gap there was between himself and the real martial artist.

With his speed and stronger physique, he can defeat ordinary warriors, but when he encounters a master of martial arts like Holyfield, then Sean is really at a loss.

Thankfully. He had long considered the possibility of physical attacks, and attached solidity to his armor. But even so, he was dizzy and dizzy by the other party, and he almost rolled his eyes.

Took a deep breath. Sean knew that he had been in this world for too long, and his mind was deeply branded with the pride of a magician. Despise all the marks of the earth.

In the eyes of formal magicians, those warriors with big swords, bare bodies, and hideous muscles are some jumping clowns. The stream of ants that can be destroyed at your fingertips.

It is precisely because of this deep-rooted paralyzing thinking that he is in deep danger, which can be said to be his own suffering.

However, after this lesson. Sean no longer dares to underestimate the other party's mentality.

He opened the armor helmet, revealing the necklace, and with a light stroke, he took out an intermediate energy crystal. Then, he slowly unscrewed the handle of the great sword in the air, took out the energy-exhausted hedron and replaced it on the spot.

Everyone in the stands had a very strange thought in their hearts.

In the dueling arena, there are people who can slowly change weapons......

If such a thing had been mentioned before today, it would have been immediately ridiculed by all. In that kind of place of death at the moment of life and death, there are still people who dare to do such a thing. Is he crazy?

But today, in front of tens of thousands of people, Sean not only replaced the energy spar of the big sword in his hand, but even replaced the four spars in the armor that only had half of the energy.

Seeing Sean, who clearly looked like he was fighting a protracted battle, Holyfield only felt a faint bitterness in his mouth, and at the same time his heart was beating like thunder.

Sean sneered. That's in the air. Sword after sword slashed, though each of his swords struck the void. However, the cyan light curtain that emerged from the head of the sword was a genuine second-level wind blade technique.

Holyfield raised his left hand, and one by one the energy shields took shape in front of him, forcibly resisting all the wind blades.

It didn't take long for Sean to mercilessly urge him to exhaust all the energy in the intermediate energy spar, and he did not hesitate to change another intermediate energy spar, and then the wind blade technique continued to agitate, not giving Holyfield a chance to breathe.

After the three hedron replacements were completed in this way, the light shield in Holyfield's hand was so thin that it could no longer be seen.

From time to time, there was a burst of exclamations from the stands, such an extravagant and strange game, they had never seen it before. Although there are no bloody scenes in such a game, and there are no exciting and lively fights, this unique way still greatly satisfies everyone's curiosity

Oh, that's how the battle between magicians is.

In fact, Holyfield was so depressed that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

Compared to Sean, who can replace the energy hedron at any time, he doesn't have this advantage, and once the energy stored in the ring is depleted, that's when he is out of luck.

It's not that he's stupid and willing to be a target in the same place, it's not that he doesn't want to fight back, but it's really beyond his strength.

Magic is magical, and it's so fast that it definitely takes out most people's nerves. Perhaps the top-tier warrior will be able to dodge the attack path of the Wind Blade, but that is definitely not what the current Lionheart Prince can do.

If magic can be easily avoided or broken by samurai, then the status of mages cannot be far above the many warriors of the empire.

Similarly, no matter how high Holyfield's martial arts skills are, he still has a sense of powerlessness when he faces Sean, who is ten meters above his head.

Link's face had already turned dark, but after all, this was a life-and-death duel between the two sides, and as long as it did not violate the prior agreement, then Link could not interfere in it no matter what.

Sean slashed down with a heavy sword, and the Wind Blade Technique roared, finally breaking the seemingly indestructible energy shield into countless pieces.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Sean snorted coldly, put away his broadsword, and removed the short bow under his armpit.

There are thirty arrows in his quiver, and all the tips of the arrows are transformed from the long legs of the second-level demonic beast treading water red-haired spider, and then add magics such as freezing and bursting. When it comes to dealing with individual enemies, the power is far greater than that of the Wind Blade.

Facing Holyfield, Sean slowly drew his bow and arrows, his eyes cold and merciless. The energy on the bow and arrow slowly fluctuated.

Of course, these energy fluctuations are not Seandi's own power, they are completely the energy fluctuations that come with magic items. So it's not a violation. It's just that, looking at the world, being able to carry so many types and so many numbers of magic props with you is at the level of a one-star magician. I'm afraid it's only Sean alone.

Sou......

A long arrow burst through the air, and almost as soon as he loosened the bowstring, he was already in front of the Lionheart Princeland.

However, Holyfield's martial arts skills were still unexpected, and he used his big sword to block the arrows in such a short distance.

But the moment this arrow came into contact with the great sword. It immediately cracked, turning into countless shards and stabbing towards the Lionheart.

Holyfield swung his sword like the wind, spinning like a wheel, finally crushing the pieces of the wheel completely.

But before he could take a breath, Sean's second and third arrows came one after another, and no matter how high his martial arts skills were, it was inevitable that he would be negligent.

Suddenly, an endless chill burst out from the tip of a cracking arrow. Freeze Holyfield to the ground.

And at this moment, Sean shot another arrow came as scheduled, just hitting the magic helmet that had not yet been wielded.

This thing is a thorn in Sean's eye, a thorn in the flesh, and Sean will never come down again until he destroys this last magic prop.

Syllable.

After a crisp sound. Holyfield's face moved slightly. And the helmet that was hit suddenly appeared with a large area of golden light.

Sean immediately manipulated the air flow and flew off into the distance. When he didn't understand the use of the golden light in front of him, he was reluctant to fight with the other party easily.

The sky was filled with golden light, and Holyfield's helmet was like a bottomless pit gushing out a steady stream of strange light.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar flashed out in this light, and then a huge golden lion two meters high and five meters long appeared in front of everyone.

Sean's face quickly flashed with surprise and regret.

Only then did he realize that the magic helmet turned out to be the thing that Holyfield sat on.

Sean, who originally had an absolute advantage, immediately understood that his advantage would be gone after seeing this majestic golden retriever lion king.

Violations. Bowman immediately shouted, "Prince Holyfield, please take back your mount."

Link hurriedly stepped forward and said, "No, the Golden Retriever Lion King was not called out by His Royal Highness the Prince, but was led out by Sean, which does not break the rules of the duel.

Hmph, he said that he couldn't use the Demonic Beast, why did he bring the Demonic Beast in, this was an obvious premeditation at all. Deakley said lukewarmly.

Although he may not like Sean, he dislikes Holyfield even more, who is qualified to pursue Juliana.

Link was stunned and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a loud roar from the field, and the golden lion king was already half-lying on the ground, staring at Sean with a pair of fierce eyes, and posing that he would step forward at any time.

And Sean also changed his attitude of playing, the magic bow in his hand had already been put away, and at this moment, his two hands were holding a two-handed sword and a light magic wand.

It seems that under the threat of the fifth-level Warcraft Golden Retriever Lion King, Sean also has a promise to use magic.

Not good. Fillid shouted: "You can't duel here."

Many shamans and mages were all worried, the battle just now was just a small fight, but if a formal mage and a fifth-level Warcraft knight really fought, then even if this large square was completely destroyed, it would be a matter of minutes.

As for the tens of thousands of civilians in the square, they were even more powerless to resist in the face of the natural spell attacks of magic and demonic beasts.

Therefore, they must not fight here, and even if they do, they must find an inaccessible location.

Since the Golden Retriever Lion King is Holyfield's mount, he naturally has a very deep feeling for his psychology. So as soon as he came out, he immediately opened his teeth and claws to Sean.

Holyfield watched all this silently, he did not stop the movement of the Golden Retriever Lion King, but tightly locked Sean in mid-air with cold eyes.

Sean's face was not surprised or happy. It doesn't seem to take this imposing fifth-level demonic beast to heart.

However, he is only calm on the surface, but in fact, he is already on full alert, as long as the other party really does it. Then he would immediately summon the Fire Demon to help in the battle, and he would not be stingy with the seventh-level scroll death ray in the necklace.

Suddenly, a stern voice rumbled over the square: Prince Holyfield, please appease the anger of the Golden Lion King, this is not your battlefield.

The old man finally stood up at the pinch. His face was extremely solemn, and a powerful momentum rose on his body. Although this momentum was far inferior to that of the Desert King Idikaren, it was still suppressed like a mountain.

However, Holyfield's eyes gradually turned red as if he hadn't heard him. At the same time, there was a light that bordered on madness. Especially when the Golden Retriever Lion King appeared and was close to his body, this light became more and more intense.

Oh no, this guy is going to be controlled by the heart of the beast. Bowman's face changed slightly, and he said.

The shaman on the high platform and many mages couldn't help but frown together.

Orcs are not the same as humans, and in some special cases, they will completely lose their minds and be completely controlled by the ground fighting genes hidden in their bodies. Once this happens, their strength will be qualitatively improved, but at the same time, they will also become a tireless killing machine.

Holyfield was originally the prince of the Lionheart Empire. is also a fifth-level Warcraft Knight, who has always been invincible and unmatched among the younger generation.

But today, after meeting Sean, he was deflated many times, and even the Golden Retriever Lion King appeared uncontrollably.

In this case, he has a thorough fight gene. Completely overwhelmed his sanity.

In fact, there are so many masters here. If you want to kill Holyfield and the Golden Lion King, it is not that difficult.

But at this moment, Holyfield had been stimulated by a strong murderous aura and lost his mind. Completely became a Warcraft knight who only knew how to kill.

In this case, he will fight to the death and never die, no matter who he faces, it will be the same ending. If you want to capture him alive, the chances of taking him intact are extremely low.

However, whether it is Holyfield's identity or the golden lion king as a golden family, he is by no means an ordinary guy.

If they are damaged in the Werewolf Empire, it will be a heavy blow to the Empire. If they die in a duel, then the Lionheart Empire or the Golden Clan are embarrassed to stand up for them.

But if they die at the hands of these old guys, then whoever makes the move will be met with crazy revenge from these two huge forces.

In the face of this grim form, even Bowman couldn't help clenching his fists, and cold sweat was dripping behind him. But at the thought of the one standing behind Sean, he finally took a deep breath and made a final decision.

In this case, there would never be a fool who would risk offending both the Lionheart Empire and the Golden Clan to kill Holyfield, but Bowman had already decided that he was going to do it.

Like a crazy gambler, at this moment, he has already put all his net worth and the future of his family out of it, as for the outcome, no one can predict.

The faint murderous aura that came from Bowman's body immediately attracted the attention of all the masters, and they looked at the old shaman with a deep incomprehension, wondering why he attached so much importance to an obscure one-star magician, and even did not hesitate to offend those two huge forces at the same time.

And this is definitely not like the usual style of the Bowman and Berwick families!

There was no more giggling and shouting in the stands around them, and even the civilians, who had blushed from their excitement, were now feeling the madness coming from Holyfield and the Golden Lion King. It was an aura that wanted to completely destroy everything, and in an instant, it had enveloped the entire large square, and an inexplicable feeling of depression was generated in people's hearts.

Holyfield's eyes were finally occupied by a blood-like red, and that crazy bloodthirsty aura filled every corner of the Great Square.

He suddenly let out a loud roar, and the Golden Lion King let go of his throat at the same time. There was an earth-shattering roar.

Then, Holyfield jumped onto the back of the golden lion king, and a huge golden light suddenly rose into the sky.

At this moment, the momentum on the two of them seemed to be connected. The madness that was aroused continued to rise, as if it had crossed one peak after another, and gradually reached its peak.

Sean had a solemn look in his eyes. He didn't hesitate any longer, with a flick of his magic wand, an illusory figure suddenly appeared, and countless fire and earth elements poured into it like crazy.

Below Sean Ground, one is three meters high. And the green giant, which was still growing higher, appeared at an extremely fast speed, and the raging green flames on his body were released and closed, and they also exuded an incomparably huge momentum.

Sean showed by his actions that no matter how crazy Holyfield was, he would not be afraid in the slightest.

As for the restriction that you can't use magic? At the moment when the Golden Retriever Lion King appeared, he was completely forgotten by Sean.

Since even the opponent's demonic beasts have appeared, wouldn't Sean kill himself if he doesn't use magic anymore?

He never expected the shamans and mages above to be able to truly uphold justice and save his life, in fact, it still depends on his real strength.

The size of the green giant below continued to grow, from the initial three meters to the current height of nearly five meters.

This is already the limit of what Sean can control at the moment, even when facing the golden sandworm, he has not let the fire demon show the most powerful power.

for it was over their heads. There is also an Idikaren.

But now it's different, when Sean sensed the strong murderous aura from the other party, he understood that the person standing in front of him was already a madman, and a madman with powerful strength.

In the presence of this madman, everything is false, and only a force greater than him can be completely defeated. in order to ensure their own safety.

So at this moment. Sean's eyes also surged with a wave of fanatical **.

Almost at the moment when the fire demon appeared, Sean also had more than a dozen cute little wings around his body. A small round ball that swirled around him.

These small balls seem to come to life, and their flexibility is amazing.

Feeling the powerful pressure that exploded on Prince Lionheart's body, Sean had already done his best, and he no longer had the slightest reservation.

The hairs on the golden lion king's body stood up, like a giant golden hedgehog, the more majestic it looked, and its body slowly fell down, as if it would explode at any moment. It's just that those cold eyes are staring at the huge fire demon that is nearly five meters tall.

As a high-level magical beast, and as a member of the Golden Clan, it can clearly sense the horror of this guy.

Holyfield had lost his composure and was completely dominated by his fighting instincts, but it was precisely because of this that he and the Golden Retriever Lion King understood the danger of the fire demons, and the more dignified they became.

Bowman took a deep breath and a sparkling light shone from his body, and in this light, his body seemed to be undergoing some kind of change.

The faces of Fillid and the others changed slightly, of course they understood what Bowman was doing.

He is in the process of completely merging with his own spiritual object, and once this process is completed, then with his strength, he will become a living demonic beast, and it is also a demonic beast with overwhelming strength.

It seems that this guy is really out of the way......

However, just as Bowman's body began to trance in front of everyone's eyes, a large hand passed through the near-endless light and pressed his shoulder.

The surrounding high-ranking shamans and mages were all shocked.

At the moment when the shaman was beastly transformed, could this person be found dead? And what puzzled them even more was how this person's hand passed through the light of the beast, and how could it be that Bauman was unguarded when he was beastial? That was simply incredible.

However, after everyone saw the owner of this hand, all their doubts were immediately solved.

Dida Great Shaman. The man with supremacy in the Werewolf Empire was smiling slightly.

After seeing his smile, everyone felt a sense of ease in their hearts, and even the fact that Prince Lionheart had been dominated by the heart of the beast seemed to be a trivial matter.

In the hearts of these people. As long as there is the Great Shaman of Dida, then there is nothing in this world that cannot be solved.

An impossibly powerful force swirls through Bowman's earth. In an instant, the fluctuations of the spirit creatures in his body were completely suppressed, and the process of beast transformation was suddenly reversed, and the white light on Bowman's body completely disappeared, revealing his original ground eyes again.

Dida patted Bowman on the shoulder and smiled as gently as jade: This matter. Let me take care of it.

Be. Bowman said with relief.

If it weren't necessary, he wasn't crazy, and of course he didn't want to offend the Lionheart Empire and the Golden Clan directly.

The Great Shaman of Dida strode towards the center of the field in front of him, his movements were not fast, and he quickly reached the edge of the high platform. Then he stepped forward, and it turned out to be directly on the void.

A soft, but seemingly omnipresent energy seemed to fill the entire Grand Square in an instant.

It was a sense of peace, as if there was no quarrel with the world, but at the moment when this feeling flooded, the originally oppressive atmosphere in the entire square disappeared inexplicably.

Although Sean and Idicaren were still in a tense confrontation, the momentum coming from them could no longer affect the people around them.

An invisible, invisible force was permeating them, and gradually trapping them. Let them have an irresistible thought in their hearts.

Sean finally took his eyes off Holyfield, and the moment he turned his head, he saw the Great Shaman Dida step out of the void.

In that endless void, there seemed to be an invisible staircase that withstood his body like this.

Sean's eyes suddenly froze, a sight he was very familiar with.

Once upon a time in the middle of the desert. He witnessed the golden king of the desert, Idikaron, fly directly into the sky without using any force.

And at the moment. He saw it again.

In the body of the great shaman of Dida, there is no power fluctuation. It seems that what is standing in the air at this moment is nothing more than an ordinary old man, an insignificant old man who does not threaten at all.

But this old man stood in the air without any strength, and walked down step by step.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean seeped out of Sean's vest, and he felt an inexplicable pressure on the old man's body, which was a huge and extremely large force, which seemed to be able to control everything, suppress everything, and even destroy everything.

The Flying Explosions around Sean disappeared, and instead of exploding, they just disappeared.

Quietly, and out of Sean's control, it vanished.

More cold sweat seeped down Sean's vest, and he felt a horror like he had never felt before. This feeling is even stronger than the pressure that Idic Karen has put on him.

As soon as his mind moved, the fire demon below suddenly became silent, and his huge five-meter-tall body shrank at a degree visible to the naked eye, four meters, three meters, two meters...... Eventually, the same disappeared without a trace.

It's as abrupt as it appears, and it disappears cleanly.

The Great Shaman of Dida smiled with satisfaction in Sean's direction, Sean sighed deeply, the terrifying pressure seemed to have weakened a little, but it still hovered in his heart, making him have an urge to kneel and worship.

Sean bowed his head respectfully and bowed his head to this strong man who could not compete at the moment. His legs trembled slightly, and he seemed to be unable to support himself at any moment and crawl to the ground.

But at this moment, in his heart, there was an almost crazy emotion of not admitting defeat.

The gaze that hung down to the ground flashed like lightning and two sharp swords of divine light.

His fists clenched, his gaze resting on the necklace around his neck, his gaze as if he had seen through the void. Seeing through this space that does not exist in this realm, he tightly locked on the number one box in the necklace.

Someday, I will be able to surpass you......

This wordless cry instantly filled his heart, causing a strong energy fluctuation to ripple in his body again.

Slowly, Sean looked up. As far as the eye could see, it was a shoe that had just stepped out of the void to the ground.

Before he knew it, Dida had completed the path of the void from the high platform to the dueling arena.

Dida looked back. Smiling at Sean, he seemed to have seen through Sean's thoughts, with a little appreciation, a little surprise, and a little expectation in his eyes. There is a bit of coldness and disdain.

Can you? I'll wait for you......

Inexplicably, Sean seemed to read the words from his eyes.

His eyes were suddenly filled with unwavering color, Sean bowed deeply to him, then turned to leave, and left the dueling arena step by step under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.

He didn't see it. Behind him, Holyfield and the Golden Retriever Lion King were already prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling slightly, as if they were suffering great fear and pain.

At this moment, Sean's gaze was no longer disdainful to stay on him, in the heart of this young magician, he already had a higher goal to pursue, although this goal was so unattainable for him at the moment.

After getting away from the main square. Sean went straight back to the Berwick family's castle. As for what kind of drama will be staged on the main square, it is no longer in his consideration.

When he entered the courtyard of his residence, he felt that his feet were already a little numb, and he had no strength in his body.

He thought about it for a moment, then took out the blindfold and put it on his head. At the moment, he desperately needs to discuss it with anyone. Otherwise, the enormous pressure from the square is enough to make anyone crazy.

After entering Space One, Juliana's beautiful shadow reappeared.

Master. You've just taken too much risk. Number One said unceremoniously.

Sean smiled indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a person who doesn't know what the importance is, what is the identity of the great shaman of Dida, if I take action against me because of my rudeness, then he will definitely not win the support of so many people."

I don't mean the Great Shaman of Dida.

Sean was stunned, his heart moved slightly, and said, "Who is that, Holyfield?"

Yes, he's just a samurai and can't threaten your safety once you're in the air, but his mount is so powerful that when the two come together, they're already out of your power.

Sean's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said: The Golden Retriever Lion King is indeed powerful, but it is not so exaggerated, right? If I let the fire demon blow himself up, I may not be able to hurt the Golden Retriever Lion King, but it is not a problem to let Holyfield die.

Not necessarily. Number One waved his hand, and an image appeared in front of Sean.

It was the moment when Holyfield rode the Golden Retriever Lion King, in this image, the golden light on the Golden Retriever Lion King suddenly burst into the air, like a huge pillar of light soaring into the air, causing an extremely huge power.

After seeing this soaring majesty, Sean couldn't help but praise and said: It's really amazing, it's a pity that I met the great shaman of Dida.

Indeed, the power of Holyfield and the Golden Retriever Lion King has surpassed that of Sean and the Fire Demon, but as soon as the Great Shaman of Dida came, they fell to the ground as if they had lost the courage to stand up.

And what makes Sean even more terrifying is that the great shaman Dida does not disperse his own power unlimitedly, he only uses it to suppress himself and Holyfield, if he desperately disperses his momentum, I am afraid that the tens of thousands of civilians present will not be able to bear it first and be greatly harmed.

No. 1 glanced at Sean, shook his head slightly, and said, "Master, you have taken a closer look."

Sean fixed his eyes, only to see a dotted line suddenly appear in the image, and this dotted line spread up along the appearance of the golden retriever lion king at an extremely fast degree. In the end, Holyfield was all wrapped up.

Sean Daqi asked, "What is this?"

This is the energy fluctuation graph. One explained: When Holyfield stood next to the Golden Lion King, the energy that flowed from the Golden Lion King enveloped him as well.

Sean's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "What does this mean?" Does Holyfield also have the ability to use magic?

Whether he is able to use magic. I haven't come to a conclusion yet, but one thing is for sure, he already has the shield of the Golden Lion King on his body. With the special healing abilities that the Golden Clan has, it's not very likely that you'll want to kill him. Sean nodded slowly with a calm face, he thought about it in his heart, which made some sense.

Although Warcraft is extremely powerful, it is because they have natural magic. It is also unattainably strong by humans and orcs.

Their ** is so strong that they are not afraid of some ordinary magic, and even go on a rampage, which can often bring unexpected trouble to magicians. It can be said that the ** is strong and offensive. It is an important way for Warcraft to fight.

And the quality of the Warcraft Knight's body is definitely not that high, but on this big 6, the powerful strength of the Warcraft Knight has been recognized by everyone.

It seems that the Warcraft Knights do not just sit on the bodies of the Warcraft to fight, but use their strength to protect themselves, and even use the natural magic of the Warcraft Land to fight. Because only this explanation can prove that the strength of the Warcraft Knight is recognized by people.

Otherwise, the magician and the monster will have a magic contest, and the monster will be fine, but the knight riding on the monster will die. That's a.

Sean thought silently and asked: "Number one, if I have a real battle of life and death with Holyfield now, then who has a better chance of winning.

Number One said without hesitation: Of course it's you, as long as you use the death ray and the killing enchantment that can swing a tenth of the effect, then you will definitely be able to win in the end.

Sean smiled wryly. For a fifth-level knight. It's not worth the cost.

All of a sudden. No. 1's face changed, and he said, "Master, Harrison is here, let's get out."

Sean's heart moved slightly, and he immediately left Space One, he had just taken off the blindfold and put it in his necklace when he heard the door being pushed open, and at the same time Harrison's voice came from his ears: Sean, are you okay?

Sean tilted his head sideways, looked at Harrison with a worried face, and said gloomily: "Brother, didn't you know to knock on the door before you entered someone else's room?"

Harrison turned his head, looked at the door of the outhouse, and said with a smile: It's okay, you don't need to repair the ground.

Sean suddenly couldn't help but have the urge to roll his eyes, this guy has such a thick skin, it is as thick as a city wall, far from being comparable to ordinary people.

Alright, are you alright?" Harrison asked with concern, slapping Sean the body a few times.

Sean said angrily: It was fine, but now there is something.

Why?, Harrison asked, puzzled.

Sean's gaze fell on his fist as big as a vinegar jar, and said, "You were injured."

Harrison was stunned, withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and said, "Aren't I worried about you, it's amazing that you dare to fight against a fifth-level demonic beast."

Sean smiled bitterly, to be honest, even if the fifth-level magic is an ordinary three-star magician, it may not be able to master, the reason why he confronted the Golden Retriever Lion King was also forced to go to Liangshan, if it was possible, who would want to provoke that terrifying big guy.

However, compared to Dida's monstrous flames, this fifth-level golden retriever lion king is as cute as a kitten.

Sean, you're going to have to pay attention in the future, that Holyfield will definitely get back to this field. Harrison admonished.

Sean sneered disdainfully and said: Holyfield himself is actually nothing remarkable, but his mount, the Golden Retriever Lion King, is a big trouble. But it's not a big deal, wait until I also cultivate a fifth-level Demonic Beast, and then compare with him, whose Demonic Beast is more powerful.

Harrison's mouth opened wide in surprise and said, "Sean, what are you talking about?" You're crazy.

You're crazy. Sean hesitated, rolled up his trouser legs, dropped a bracelet in front of Harrison's eyes, and said, "Look inside."

The corners of Harrison's mouth twitched slightly. The big nose characteristic of the werewolf shrugged and said, "You haven't taken a bath in a few days?"

Sean's eyes widened, and he said, "Don't look at me."

Don't be angry. Harrison said with a smile. Then a black ray of light emerged from his body and swept lightly across the bracelet.

Oh, my God...... Harrison cried out, "Black-armored lizard, is it a black-armored lizard, or is it alive?" Where did you get this?

Just look at the shocked look on his face to know what the true value of this thing is.

Sean shook his head slightly. Dao: I also caught it by chance, you say, if it grows to the fifth level of the flying black armor lizard, then how is it compared to the golden lion king?

Harrison's eyes flashed with excitement, and he said, "The Flying Black Armor Lizard is one of the most famous fifth-level demonic beasts. Although the Golden Retriever Lion King belongs to a rare golden family, it may not be able to suppress the flying black armor lizard.

Oh, yes. Sean sighed lightly and said, "It's a pity that this guy hasn't grown up yet, otherwise today, hum......

Sean's voice was filled with a stern murderous aura, and it was obvious that he had a strong murderous intent towards Holyfield.

Harrison slapped his forehead and said, "I see, the eight Spider King souls you collected at the beginning must have been eaten by it.

That's right. Sean said regretfully: But unfortunately, this guy has been sleeping since absorbing the soul body. I know it's digesting the energy inside, but the problem is that it doesn't show any signs of advancement.

Harrison sighed for a long time, and said: What a waste, although the soul body is also a little useful for the evolution of the demonic beast, but the effect is far worse than devouring the spirit object, you are really too wasteful.

Sean shrugged his shoulders. He's not a shaman anyway. There is no combined spirit object, since there is a Spider King soul body. Naturally, it's going to be given to the black lizard.

Harrison thought for a moment and said: If this black armor lizard really evolves successfully, then it will become a fifth-level demonic beast flying black armor lizard, and its strength will increase greatly at that time, if you can subdue it, then if you can join forces, you will definitely be able to make Holyfield unable to get any benefits.

Oh, yes. Sean smiled coldly and said, "It's really because of this, so I want to ask, how can I make the black armor lizard advance in the shortest possible time?"

Harrison sighed and said, "You have such a treasure, why didn't you tell me earlier?" I used to have a little way, but now I can't.

Why?

Because I don't have any more volcanic pheasant feathers in my hands. Harrison said helplessly: If the half of the volcanic red pheasant feather in the scorched ground was given to it, it might be able to evolve directly.

Really?" Sean asked, his eyes lit up.

After hesitating for a moment, Harrison said: It's just a possibility, if you have to ensure the earth, then you must obtain the volcanic red pheasant feathers intact, but this is too difficult.

yes, it's too difficult. A slightly tired voice rang out from outside the door.

Ancestor. Harrison immediately stood up respectfully.

Bowman walked in with a smile, and behind him, the young werewolf shaman, Dekley.

Master Sean, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I just came here by the way, so I heard a few words, please forgive me. Bowman said sincerely.

Sean hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You're always polite, there's nothing unmotivous about my conversation with Harrison.

In fact, Sean didn't have much of a good impression of Bowman at first, and always felt that his utilitarian heart was too heavy, and he was simply carved out of the same mold as Deakley.

But after the experience of everyone in the big square being his enemy, and only Bowman standing up alone, Sean really looked at him differently and treated him as a real elder.

Bowman came to Harrison, and the light characteristic of the spirit object flickered, and he touched the bracelet.

He frowned slightly, and said, "Master Sean, you are really reckless.

Sean tilted his head slightly, looking puzzled.

The Demonic Beast Soul Body does have the special effect of stimulating the potential of the Demonic Beast. But the problem is that the absorption capacity of each monster is very limited. Bowman patiently explained: You stuffed all eight Spider King souls to it at one time, hehe, this is not something that all Warcraft can withstand.

Sean's face changed slightly, he had never thought that there was such a possibility. At this moment, he pointed out that he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, and he was too late. Pulling out seedlings to help grow, I can't imagine that this kind of living example is actually born in my own body, which is really emotional.

But you don't have to worry too much. Bowman smiled again and said, "After all, the black armored lizard is not an ordinary magical beast, its potential is huge. Far from being comparable to the Spider-King, let alone their soul bodies. So for the black armor lizard, as long as it sleeps for a year and a half, it can recover as before.

Sean's eyes lit up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. Dao: Thank you for your advice.

You're welcome, when this black-armored lizard wakes up, it is estimated that it will also be able to reach the evolutionary threshold, if there is another intact volcanic red pheasant feather. Bowman shook his head and sighed, "But it's nothing, even if there is no treasure, this black armored lizard can evolve into a flying black armored lizard in thirty or fifty years." Then you'll be able to let go and fight Holyfield.

Sean's face suddenly showed an extremely strange expression.

Thirty or fifty years? What are you kidding, when it really comes, won't even the daylily be cold?

Harrison also blinked his big eyes. Dao: Ancestor, after fifty years, Sean is afraid that he will have advanced to the realm of a great magician, will he still need a flying black armored lizard at that time?

Bowman was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: That's right, I forgot about this. Sean is a genius in the wizarding world. Less than twenty years later, you will become a one-star magician, then fifty years later. It's really possible to advance to the realm of a great magician.

The cultivation of magic is difficult, and because the one-star to three-star magicians have absorbed enough magic elements, although they are not strong, they can live for more than two hundred years.

If you advance to the Great Mage again within two hundred years, then you can get another opportunity to transform the body functions of the spatial free energy, extending the lifespan to about three or five hundred years.

However, if it hasn't broken through in one hundred or seventy or eighty, then it's basically a hope.

For the average magic apprentice, most of them don't become full-fledged magicians until they are in their forties, such as Moron's disciple Doni, a magical genius who only stepped into the ranks of level 10 apprentices in his thirties.

Therefore, it is extremely rare to become a one-star magician in less than twenty years, even in the wizarding world.

Neither Harrison nor Bowman had any doubts about whether Sean could be promoted to Grand Mage or a higher-level mage.

Of course, even in another fifty years, Sean will be able to become a great magician before the age of seventy, which is also extremely rare in the magical world.

It's just that at that time, even if Holyfield is not dead, it is impossible to remain at the top of his life. And even if the flying black armor lizard is cultivated, it has lost any effect.

Because for the Great Magician, the fifth-level Demonic Beast actually doesn't pose much of a threat to them.

Sean didn't speak, just thought silently, and finally asked: Your Excellency Bowman, are you saying that as long as there is a volcanic red pheasant feather, the black armored lizard can complete the mutation in a short period of time and become a fifth-level flying black armored lizard?

Be. Bowman said without hesitation, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Master Sean, do you have one?"

I didn't, but my teachers did. Sean said casually: Or, I can go and ask for one.

Bowman's eyes immediately lit up, his teacher even possessed such a precious thing, it seems that the great shaman of Dida guessed correctly, it must be that person!

ps: Brothers, today is the last day of April, and the top three positions of the new book are basically stable, and I thank you for your support in the past month.

From 20 o'clock tonight, it will be a new month.

In May, Hakutsuru decided to participate in a vigorous monthly pass battle.

From the first to the seventh, the starting point of the monthly pass is the implementation of the double system, during these seven days, the white crane guarantees, 16,000 per day.

This time it's really going to rob it.,Please brothers can continue to support the white crane.,See how high this white crane can fly after changing its wings.,Thank you......