Chapter 42: Legendary Magic

The gray-white beard and shabby red robe flew in the wind, and the angry Oriel erupted with terrifying coercion.

"Abyssal bastards!

Suddenly, in the battlefield in the western area of Blue Ear City, with Oleer as the center, a monstrous wave of fire swept the sky, and pieces of fire clouds carried the momentum of burning the sky, spreading out.

"Wei Ran, you retreat first, I will kill these two abyssal mongrels as soon as possible, and then rescue those little dolls. Ole stepped into the air and stepped into the air.

Olel waved his hand with his back to Wei Ran, and then walked straight in the direction of the dark clouds turned by the abyssal trolls. The strong coercion turned into a rolling wave of qi, and the soldiers and demonic beasts on the battlefield swayed left and right under the huge wave of qi, like duckweed in the water under the storm. Ole stepped in mid-air, and every time his footsteps fell, the spatial barrier would ripple into circles of spatial waves that were invisible to the naked eye.

Layer upon layer of invisible ripples, like lotus blossoms, taking root and opening at the feet of Ole.

Although Olair's footwork seemed extremely slow, every step Olele took in the air, the lotus-like ripples under his feet would violently lift Oleer's figure, causing Oleer's figure to fly forward as fast as a teleportation.

Seeing Oriel coming with a monstrous cloud of fire, the two abyssal trolls also stopped their tendency to separate and stopped in mid-air to wait. In the blink of an eye, Olel appeared in front of the two Abyssal Trolls who hadn't had time to separate far.

Ole's red robe, which flew in with a wave of fire, was windless, and its wide cuffs hunted among the roaring flames.

The huge cloud of rolling flames not only attracted the attention of the two abyssal trolls and the countless soldier monsters on the battlefield, but also alarmed the Tiger who was ready to attack.

In the midst of countless frightened eyes, Taihu chased after him, stopped behind Oleer, and asked, "Teacher Oleer, what are you doing here?"

"What are you going to do?" Oriel, who had his back to the tiger, let out a sneer, "Of course he slashed these two abyssal mongels!"

Hearing this, Taihu's body trembled, and he couldn't help but send out a cold shiver in his heart.

It seems that for the intrigues of the abyss trolls three times and twice, Ole is really angry this time, this is not the first time Tai Hu has seen Oriel angry, when Tai Hu was still a student of the Star Academy, once Chen Xing, the dean of the Star Academy, was injured by a legendary fighter in the Ten Holy Cities, that time, it was the first time that Tai Hu saw the angry and ruthless appearance of Ole, who had been happy.

Even if Olair's old friend Gong Yong was seriously injured by the abyssal troll's sneak attack, Olaire only scolded a few words angrily, not like this, exuding a terrifying cold aura all over his body, and even the Taihu who was behind Ole felt endless chill and murderous aura as if he had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cellar.

"Taihu, you stand back, and I'll deal with these two abyssal mongrels alone. Ole's voice seemed to come from under the ice of ten thousand years, cold and merciless.

"Teacher Orel, your injuries ......," Tai Hu said with a worried look in his eyes.

"It's okay, dealing with two rubbish abyssal trolls won't be able to pull my old wounds. Ole waved his hand.

"Good. Seeing that Olaire's words were so unwavering, Taihu stopped persuading him, but he was still not at ease, and continued to speak: "I'll just sweep the formation on the sidelines. ”

Olaire nodded without looking back, and said to the two abyssal trolls who stopped not far away: "Bastard of the Abyss Clan, come and die. ”

"Is this old man crazy?"

Hearing this, an abyssal troll shrouded in black clouds let out an exclamation, and this abyssal troll was none other than Calissa.

"I can't help myself!" Immediately after, Kalisa's arrogant shrill laughter came from the black mist.

"Calissa, don't underestimate this human magician, you know, none of the three of us can see his true strength. Hearing Kalisa's wild and arrogant laughter, Furly on the side shouted coldly.

"Frie, don't mess with yourself, what kind of waves can an old man make, he can still be a magician of the Holy Realm? If he is a magician of the Holy Realm, it will be my turn to hurt that legendary fighter with Sal?"

Seeing this, Frey stopped talking.

However, Oriel, who was standing not far from the two abyssal trolls, frowned and sneered when he heard the two abyssal mongrels arguing about something in the language of the abyss.

"Without further ado, today is the death date of your two abyssal mongrels!"

Ole let out a loud cry and stretched out his arms. At the same time, an earth-shattering momentum vibrated from Olaire's emaciated body.

In an instant, the wind was raging, and the shabby red run worn by Olaire hunted under the pull of the wind!

As the pressure around Olaire's body gradually increased, the air in mid-air became thicker and more oppressive, making it impossible to breathe. The red robe, which was originally very shabby, gradually flickered with dazzling red flames as Olair's momentum continued to rise.

At first glance, the red robe on Ole's body seemed to be completely new, and Oleel's figure was also shrouded in a dazzling firelight.

Suddenly, the fire soared into the sky, enveloping the sun and the moon!

Ole gripped the complex clash with both hands, and began to spit out irregular tones from his mouth. This irregular tone sounds unusually esoteric, obscure, and muffled. To others, it sounded as if there were countless people singing in low voices with Ole. The chant continued to come out of Olel's mouth, with a touch of ancient vicissitudes.

"What kind of magic spell is this?" Calissa's shrill voice rang out from the dark clouds, "How come I never heard that?"

"I don't know. The voice of the abyssal troll Fur was cold, and Fur had already sensed the beginning of a slight change in the momentum of the surrounding heaven and earth, and the distribution of elements in the air was becoming more and more frantic under Oriel's chanting.

Ole's deep chant was like the sound of heaven and earth, and Sanskrit reverberate.

I found that the surrounding world became more and more depressing, and the air became more and more solemn. In the distance, the expressions of the two abyssal trolls, Frie and Calissa, became more and more nervous, and a sense of unease was growing in their hearts.

"Abyss Guardian!" The two abyssal trolls, who were gradually enveloped by inexplicable fear, let out a loud shout!

The black clouds around him were quickly closed under the shouts of the abyssal trolls, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two black balls that condensed into substance, enveloping the two abyssal trolls in each of them.

The black sphere is solidified like substance, and there is a pitch-black black light flowing on it, highlighting the amazing defense of the black ball as solid as a rock and unbreakable.

However, all this was ridiculously useless in Olaire's eyes at this moment, and it could only cause a sneer on the corner of Oleer's mouth.

"Legendary magic, fire demon descends!"

(These cards are compact, and they are written with comparison cards, so forgive me.) In addition, the express ticket me, fast ~~)