"Help!"

Before everyone could react, a green ghostly fire rushed out, surrounding a male magician, and let out a terrible scream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire was eerie, gray, like an acid mist, churning incessantly.

This is too sudden, everyone is watching the mural, and a fire rushes out directly and swallows people, so weird!

"Thunder - Heavenly Sword!" Arthur came to his senses and unleashed a thunder sword.

Poof, the thunder sword passed through the flames and slashed directly at the male magician's body, blood spilled, unusually desolate.

And the blood turned out to be green, emitting a sour smell, and as soon as it fell to the ground, it corroded a large area.

A bunch of people are palpitating, what the hell is this? Even magic can be ignored!

"This blood is poisonous! everyone stand back, don't get it!" Arthur's face changed, and he led everyone back.

In just a moment, this flame actually eroded a magician, carrying a virus, extremely dangerous.

The blood was very bewitching, very thick, and as soon as it touched the ground, it melted into a hole, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

The ground is corroded and pitted, and the spine is cold, this is the remains of ancient elves, extremely precious, even the materials used to build them are extraordinary and indestructible.

But now, it's easy to be corrupted by that blood, it's so wrong!

"Ice cubes are formed, frozen into guns!"

"Red Flames, Sea of Elements!"

The rest of the people quickly struck, and all kinds of magic, such as freezing, fire, and curses, were played, but the screams of the magicians were heard.

The magic passed through the flames and hit the magician, but without exception, the magic did no harm to the flames.

The green fire was still burning, without any temperature, cold and faint as if it came from hell. Those ice spears and flames rushed through the flames, only a ripple, splashing a small mushroom cloud, and nothing helped.

"Ahhhhh.............h Me!" the male magician struggled in the flames, his hands covered in blood, all flesh and blood that had been deducted from his body.

It was hard to see what was going on with the magician inside the flames from the outside, but with the tooth-souring scream, no one wanted to think about it.

Bang bang bang

The male magician detained the flesh from his body and fell to the ground, emitting a foul smell, and the thick water was bubbling up, corroding the ground and melting into several holes.

Don't talk about women, even men can't stand it, the taste is pungent, most people can't help retching, and almost even vomit yellow bile water.

"With purification type magic!, can anyone do light magic" Arthur's face was solemn, and he slowly retreated, not daring to move forward.

The crowd was silent, as no one knew the light type of magic.

"Woo, what to do, I don't want to die"

"Help!"

“...................”

A few slightly timid female magicians, their eyes were red from crying, and they couldn't cry.

It was only a short time, and one person disappeared, and another person was in front of him, burned alive by the flames, and the scene was so tragic that no one wanted to watch.

The body fell straight down, leaving only a pair of white bones, very bright, and the flesh and blood were evaporated alive and turned into nothingness.

A bunch of people have their hair standing on end, isn't this just the white bones on the outside?

"It's coming!" Jacob's face was pale, his hands trembling, and he couldn't even grasp the whip steadily.

A group of people are frightened, how can this be frightened? Even magic immunity, are they all going to die here!

Lynch felt a powerful force coming from behind him, and the whole person tilted away, his scalp was numb, and with the strength of his left foot, he kicked violently, turning three hundred and sixty-five perspectives from the sky, and crossed to the back of the flames without danger.

The flame was only three feet away from the bridge of his nose, and he could see the hazy flame, empty, like a ghost fire.

"Ahh

The green flame seemed unconscious, rampage, and its next target was Röma.

"Waste, you want to sneak up on me like this!" Rohm's face changed, and he directly threw out a magic scroll, which turned out to be a magician-level magic ------ overloaded wind.

The magic scroll turned into dust and drifted away, and an azure magic array emerged, Fan Aoguwen, the sun, moon and stars, and the furious wind elements condensed at the center point, conjuring up nine wind thunders and slashing forward.

"You're looking for death!" Lynch gritted his teeth, almost killing someone.

Cold sweat broke out in his palms, and before he could react, he was blown by the endless wind and couldn't open his eyes, and he narrowed a crack with difficulty, and several wind and thunder slashed in his face.

Sure enough, the nine wind and thunder all passed through the body of the green fire and slashed fiercely, like divine swords intertwined, and the sparks splashed.

Lynch felt the will to die, it was magician-level magic, using the wind as a sword, symbolizing thunder, and possessing the meaning of destruction. This is by no means an ordinary magic scroll, it comes from the hands of a strong man, and it is comparable to a single blow of a magician's spell position.

"Is this the strength of a magician!" he trembled all over, and the coercion was no worse than in front of the black dragon.

Now, Lynch can more or less understand the wizard's words, and the reason why those strong people in Turbulence Town don't do anything, although they are not as terrifying as the new emperor of the Warcraft Forest, but when they get angry, the heavens and the earth will change color.

Wisps of ink rippled, and he dived into the shadow mode, frantically ingesting necromantic magic, and enchanting the elven sword with magic flames, quickly chanting spells, and blessing a variety of auxiliary types of wind magic.

This is a helpless move, the magic of this scroll is ranged, and Lynch has no chance to escape.

The first wind and thunder slashed, and the wind shield in front of the elf sword directly shattered, rippling and rippling, and the huge impact force made the tiger's mouth crack several times.

Then came the second, third, and fourth.......

Lynch half-knelt on the ground, holding the sword in front of him, every time the wind and thunder hit the sword, his whole body trembled, his face was pale, and there was a stream of essence blood in his throat, and he couldn't help but spit it out.

The enchantment veins of the magic robe collapsed directly, and the garment had lost its value and was useless, and the magic wiped out the defensive veins on it.

"Bastard!" the eighth thunderbolt knocked him flying, slammed into the wall, and passed out several times.

In the shadow mode, a large amount of life force was quickly condensed, and the internal internal organs were quickly repaired, so that the body could barely support itself to stand up.

At this time, the advantages of necromancers are manifested, and the magic power is endless, and only a magician with this kind of physique can resist such a terrifying attack head-on.

However, there was also a wind and thunder that slashed down, like the scythe of death, and came quietly.

The elven sword was filled with enchanting purple flames, and the veins engraved on it flowed with magic light, and the golden lace shimmered brightly, extremely brilliant.

"Kill!" Lynch's eyes were red, wisps of black silk lingering, and he was blessed with six times the power to free himself from critical attacks.

The elven sword that burned magic power slashed through the sky, breaking through the air, and with a bang, the entire space rippled, and a huge impact swept around.

Lynch slammed into the wall, his bones shattered, and he vomited a stream of blood that stained his shirt red.

"No!" he burst out as the ghostly fire shifted direction and pounced on Arthur.

Lynch tore off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his waist, where a large cut was made, bleeding, and it was very miserable.

"You're not dead?" Rohm's face changed when he saw the blood-stained figure, how could this assassin be so demonic.

He threw out this killer weapon just to kill two birds with one stone, but he didn't kill either party.

Peter was also very shocked, and rarely showed a shocked face, and whispered: "Could it be that he is the inheritor of the Hidden Thorn Clan, and the Secret Recipe of Lore can be hidden in the void to avoid range skills!"

"A group of eight lambs, just want to curse me to death!"

Lynch rushed forward quickly, as a last resort, he could only use the elven sword to try, and with a slight startle, he directly cut the flames, and the enchantment patterns on it flowed with divine light, and the ripples spread out in bursts, directly scattering the flames.

He secretly palpitated, this elven sword was indeed mortal, and the magic pattern circuit rippled and extinguished the flames.

A group of people were dumbfounded, how could this be that this flame was wiped out like this?

When Kino saw the lines on the sword body, he pondered for a while, and said, "The elven magic weapon has a purification effect, and it specializes in restraining these evil fires!"

Jacob clenched the silver whip in his hand tightly, swung it forward, and the remaining flames were instantly dispersed, and he regained his smile and said, "Sure enough!"

They rushed into the ruins, forgetting the white bones and the wounded Lynch, and now, the main thing is to save their lives, where is there some idle care.

"Drink it, I hope you'll feel better. Arthur hugged Lynch, took out a bottle of magic potion from his belt, and slowly poured it in, frowning, "I'm sorry! I didn't expect anyone to do such a thing."

"It's okay, I also have a life-saving means to press the box, don't worry about me, you go in first." Lynch waved his hand and motioned for the other party not to blame himself too much.

In fact, he can guess who did this kind of thing, those people are extremely shameless, and they pretend not to know.