Although it was only a matter of time for the female mage in mid-air to be forced back, as one philosopher said, "A momentary hesitation can turn into a permanent regret." With this moment of respite, Elesis, who had been hit suddenly, had come to her senses.

The voice of her chanting incantation grew faster and higher, each accent causing the hearts of everyone in the little square to beat heavily. Black flames desperately emerged from her robe as if they were alive, condensing into one ball after another, and several balls of flame further combined to form a black shield, flying around Elesis, and the hideous demon head was faintly visible on the shield. In the gale, Elysis' hair flew out, revealing a black crystal in the shape of a water drop on her forehead. As the spell was completed, the crystal shone brightly, and a faint black spherical shield shrouded Elesis.

In the darkness of the night, a black mage robe set off Elesis's skin was more than snowy. Under the watchful eye of everyone, she rose from the ground and slowly rose into the air, her clothes fluttering, and her style was peerless. Floating into the air like this with pure self-magic power is the mark of a fourteenth-level mage.

Seeing that Elesis also rose into the sky, the sorceress in the air seemed to be slightly panicked, the wand shone brightly, and lightning bolts crossed the space of several hundred meters and slashed towards Elesis. However, most of these lightning bolts were intercepted by black flame balls or blocked by black flame shields, and a few lightning bolts hit Elesis's pale black shield, splashing countless brilliant electric fires, but they couldn't help this shield at all.

In this way, Elysis rose into the air with an incomparably brilliant magical light.

As soon as she rose into the air, Elesis condensed into three dark spears and stabbed at the female mage one after another, forcing her to scramble.

Elesis let out a long groan, and the moonlight suddenly rippled like water, reflecting the shadows of the trees and houses. Three shadows suddenly rose from the ground, and floated towards the witch as if they were nothing. The three shadows turned into vague monster silhouettes in the air, and the slender limbs could vaguely feel the sharpness of the claws.

After Elesis was fully lifted into the air, the sound of chanting spells once again resounded throughout the audience, like a rousing war song!

Then she stretched her hands forward, and her ten fingers bloomed like orchids, and for a moment it seemed that all the black flames in the mage's robe were concentrating between her hands, condensing into a round ball the size of a foot, and she couldn't help but swallow the black flames. As all the black flames were sucked into the orb, the orb became solid, like a smooth black pearl. The next moment, the sphere had become completely transparent, and at the center of the sphere was a night sky, and a small female magician was floating in the night sky, waving an inch-long magic wand and releasing lightning bolts. This puppet-like little mage turned out to be exactly the same as the female magician in the distance in mid-air, and even every movement was exactly the same.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Elesis's mouth, and she looked at the female magician who had just packed up three dark spears in the distance in mid-air, and was now busy dealing with the Shadow Slayer, and leisurely raised her hand to comb the messy hair on her sideburns, and pointed her right hand at the small puppet in the sphere in front of her, and the sphere suddenly changed color, filled with tyrannical magic black flames.

A faint sphere with a diameter of ten meters suddenly appeared around the sorceress, holding her firmly in the center of the sphere. Black flames that were generated out of thin air suddenly filled the space within the sphere. The black fire was like a beast trapped in a cage, scurrying back and forth, but there was no way to escape, it found the female magician in the center of the ball, and a wave of anger finally had a place to vent, so it bit down viciously. Fortunately, the sorceress activated a seven-colored magic shield in time, which was able to withstand the black flames from hell or the abyss. Under the impact of the black flames, the female magician's shield stirred up countless flames, like a rain of flowers in the sky, sprinkled with colors.

The ball of light in front of Elesis was also full of light, and the little puppet struggled with the black fire around it. She made countless flying movements in the center of the ball, and her figure also disappeared from time to time.

The sorceress in mid-air flew with great agility, and suddenly disappeared from time to time, appearing in another place in the air hundreds of meters away, but the big ball always covered her, entering and exiting with her, never abandoning.

Seeing the angry Elesis wielding, Rogge couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Elesis didn't know where it came from, the magic was strange, but it was so powerful that she couldn't figure out what kind of magic she was using. Other than that, she doesn't seem to need much magic equipment, and she never even uses a wand that is indispensable for magicians, and at most uses a few small magic accessories. When casting most magic, the terrifying witch only needs to make a few gestures and draw two magic symbols, and the casting speed is unmatched, and even the powerful dark spear has a spell that is much shorter than the average high-level magic.

The stunning female magician in the air has a strong magic, she can't catch up with her own horse, and when she strikes first, she actually reverses the situation for Elesis in the blink of an eye, thinking of all the bad deeds of staring at her chest and thighs in the past, Rogdon felt that his throat was bitter, and the flesh and skin all over his body were aching faintly.

Although the sorceress is at a disadvantage, she does not show her defeat.

Four or five magical devices around her shone at the same time, and the red, blue, and green magic shields that Rog couldn't name, were generated one after another, blending into a brightly colored new shield that resisted the erosion of the black flames. Then a magical portal formed in the night sky behind her, and four screaming wyverns flew out of it one by one, tangling with the Shadow Slayer summoned by Elesis.

Although the sorceress could not escape Elesis's magic, her attack magic was able to penetrate the sphere. As soon as she found out, countless flaming arrows, pillars of heavenly fire, and rings of frozen ice rushed towards Elesis like volcanic eruptions.

Elesis remained unhurried, and seven black shields flew around her, blocking all these magical attacks. She stretched out a flick, and a small black ball flew into the sky, turning into a constantly twisting black mist, and then all kinds of strange creatures jumped out of the fog one after another, viciously pounced on the bipedal wyverns in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the four bipedal wyverns were torn and bruised.

The space between the two female mages was as if countless ceremonial flowers were blooming at the same time, and seven-colored magical fireworks lit up the entire slum area. Everyone felt like they were in the most beautiful fairy tale world, watching the fireflies slowly fall from the sky. However, these fireflies contain electric fire, poisonous flames, or ice winds. Accompanied by these beautiful but deadly Ambilights, there is a gloomy thunder.

The faces of the crowd were reflected in the flickering light and dark, and from time to time there were strange creatures whistling by, and those with shallow skills couldn't tell where they were for a while.

The magical battle between the two female mages was gorgeous, but none of the truly lethal high-level large-area attack spells were used, and these spells were not suitable for the densely populated city of Lille. However, this kind of storm-like mid-to-low-level magic attack was also something that most of the people present could never have dreamed of.

After a moment, Elesis, who had the absolute upper hand, certainly did not intend to let go of the female mage on the other side. But just like a cat, you have to have fun catching mice. With a fingertip of Elesis' fingertips, Venus flew into the orb in front of her, where the little puppet was imprisoned. A strong wind suddenly blew from beneath the doll, blowing her mage robe into the air, and her two tender thighs were almost exposed.

The sorceress in the air screamed, and her legs with ice muscles and beautiful lines were exposed to everyone's eyes. Fortunately, she was above the 100-meter night sky, except for people with outstanding strength such as Ophirok and Rogge, most people could only see a small cloud of white vaguely. She constantly flew up and down, and her flying skills were so proficient that she became a model for educating magical apprentices at the major magic academies. However, whether she was flying from head to foot, or from side to side, the whirlwind was like a spirit, and it always blew from under her feet, and if it weren't for the female magician's wit, she caught a piece of her skirt with her feet, and this wind would have almost stripped off her entire mage robe.

Although the thighs of the beauty are good-looking, their own lives are more important. When all the men in the field desperately stretched their necks and stared at the sky in vain, Rogge was like a ghost, interspersed in the field, starting from behind, and added many unjust souls under the 'soul binding', and even a magician was caught off guard, and ate Rogge's silent spiritual impact, and the huge fireball exploded around him before it took shape, and he also pulled a few flying dragons to accompany the burial.

The fat man had just put down the fifth big man, and the flying dragons had already discovered that something was wrong, and several swordsmen with armor that were higher than ordinary minions surrounded him, and Rogge saw that the situation was not good, and immediately flashed.

Seeing that the summoned creatures began to run rampant on the battlefield again, Rogge hid to safety, and summoned seven or eight more skeletons with a gesture.

The magic contest between the two witches had apparently gone far beyond the Dragon's Lair, and had begun to gradually awaken the sleeping city of Lille. Wyvern was deeply worried, obviously not expecting the situation to get out of control. It's not good for him to make things so big. After a distraction, Franco got out of nowhere, and a thin stabbing sword brushed a few times, wiping his throat, picking tendons, and teasing yin, and his moves were extremely vicious, killing the flying dragon in a hurry.

Wyvern is not alone in the dissatisfaction with the out-of-control situation. Offirok frowned, drew his sword, and unleashed a set of incomparably delicate swordsmanship. The basic knightly skill of 'Shun Chop' became extremely powerful in the hands of the Golden Lion, and his sword was like a note that kept beating on the water, and it was extremely agile to pick up the armor of one opponent after another, and stabbed shallowly at the joints or tendons, not badly wounded, but just enough to make the opponent unable to fight again.

The magic battle in the air changed again, and with an evil smile on the corner of Elesis's mouth, a slender but evil hand reached into the sphere in front of her, seeing the black flame as nothing, and two fingernails grabbed the puppet's robe, and with a slight pull, a piece was torn off. The sorceress in the air screamed again, and the back of the mage's robe was ripped off by an invisible hand, revealing a large area of her back muscles and a wonderful buttocks wrapped in an aqua-green obscene garment.

Seeing the helpless struggle of the little puppet, Elesis's evil little woman was more and more exerted, and her slender two fingers were like the beak of a soul, tearing off the puppet's robe piece by piece. In the blink of an eye, the little doll was almost stripped into a little white rabbit, curled up, both helplessly resisting the evil fingers and the constant black flame. The doll's big eyes were already filled with tears.

Elesis couldn't bear it a little, and said with a smile to the almost naked little puppet in front of her: "This time I will teach you a lesson, if you dare to go against me again in the future, it will really make you look good!"

Opirok has an unobstructed view of the battle in the heavens and on the ground, but as a Templar, it is naturally inconvenient for him to look at the [***] of the female magician. Rogge is different, his mental power firmly locks the female magician, hiding in the skeleton group, staring at the female magician, not letting go of every part. The distance of 100 meters and the dim moonlight were no longer a problem under his silver eyes, and this beautiful meal made him eat a mouthful.

As soon as Elesis removed the mysterious sphere that covered the female magician, the female magician's eyes suddenly lit up, and eight magical ornaments on her body shone at the same time, and six green transparent light screens instantly appeared in Elesis, left and right, wrapping her in this huge green cube.

"Otherworldly Prison!" Ophirok's face changed dramatically, and he shouted, "Elesis! teleport!

It's too late.

The green hexahedron spun wildly, shrinking rapidly, and after a flash of green light, the air was empty, and there was no longer a figure of Elesis.

'Otherworldly Prison' is a terrifying seventh-order magic spell that uses its own magic power to communicate with the otherworldly space, enclosing the target with a spatial barrier, sending it into the otherworld, and then cutting off the spatial passage. Due to the existence of countless otherworldly spaces, except for the caster, no one knows which otherworld the target has been teleported to, and naturally there is no way to rescue them. Although this spell does not directly destroy the target, if the target is not skilled in magic, he will not be able to return to this world at all, even if he is a person with strong magic, it is almost impossible to find his way back to this space in the absence of spatial positioning. Therefore, relative to this world, Elesis is equivalent to being wiped out.

Opirok couldn't save it, the fury was like sinking water, as soon as he stretched out his right hand, a golden war spear was condensed in his palm out of thin air, his left hand pointed at the female magician in the air, and as soon as he made a throwing gesture, the war spear had already flown in front of the female magician, and the golden light reflected her frightened face!

A cloud of golden lotus petals bloomed in the air, and the female magician was crumbling, and the shield had already been broken by the Fighting Spirit War Spear, and the aftermath obviously hit her hard.

Almost as soon as the first spear disappeared, the second spear had already condensed. But no one dared to stop the furious Opirok at this time, and the sorceress's journey on earth was about to be ended by this war spear.

Suddenly there was something strange in the sky, and it seemed that all the stars were shaking uneasily.

Like a necklace of pearls with broken strings, countless stars fell. The target of this meteor shower is none other than Ophorok!

Even if he was as powerful as Opirok, he felt a little uneasy at the moment. He made a decision immediately, turned his body slightly, and the fighting spirit and spear met the falling stars in the sky like lightning.

The moment the Fighting Spirit War Spear collided with the meteor shower, all the scenery seemed to fluctuate for a moment, and then a deep thunder sound was heard.

The stars in the night sky shone again, and it wasn't the stars that fell just now, but the sword qi!

A figure swept through the air, caught the female magician who fell from the sky, wrapped the female magician's body in a scarlet cloak, and slowly floated down to the center of the square together.

Holding the sorceress in her arms was an incomparably handsome aristocratic young man. His short chestnut hair was clearly the work of the most astute hairstylist, and every wave and curve was so graceful and noble. Like Ophorok, he was not heavily armoured, but wore a dark blue chain breastplate, black trousers and leather boots, all of which were well-cut and unadorned. Compared with his steady and elegant temperament, his face is inevitably too beautiful. The deep blue eyes, the tall nose and the little red lips are enough to dwarf the so-called beauties, and if it weren't for the rather thick eyebrows that add a little resolute line to this face, the men present would probably want to get into trouble. But it is precisely because of this that even the most discerning directors will choose him for the role of the dream girl in the opera.

In his right hand, the man held a long sword with a blue glow, the tip of which pointed diagonally to the ground in front of him. The blade of this sword is crystal clear, and it should be seen through at a glance, but for some reason, the blue on the sword body is extremely deep, and when people see it, their eyes involuntarily sink deeper and deeper. There are even more 10,000 points of starlight flickering in the blue, and a sword seems to contain a world! From time to time, a few points of starlight fall from the sword's body, fly in the air several times, and then reluctantly disappear.

The sorceress leaned limply into the man's arms. In the battle with Elesis, her magic power has been almost exhausted, and then she was severely injured by Opirok, and it is not easy to stand at this moment.

Rogge's eyes were fixed on the man's left hand, which was currently wrapped in a cloak, and he couldn't help but be envious when he thought of the almost naked sorceress, who assumed that this hand was rubbing oil and water. It's a pity that the swordsmanship revealed by this person has long been beyond the scope of his understanding, and he will be jealous when he steps forward, and Rogge will never dare.

Ophirok stared at the blue sword for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the sword's owner and asked, "This is the blue falling stars?"

"Exactly!"

Opirok nodded and said, "In this way, you are Andre." 'Starry Sky Sword Master' Prosis really values you very much, and even gave you his famous artifact 'Blue Falling Stars'. It's a pity that although the sword is good, the fire of the person is a little worse. ”

Ophirok's tone grew colder and colder, "With your skills, it's not enough to stop me. Hand over that sorceress, or Prosis will have one less apprentice!"

These few words made it clear that he didn't take this so-called Sword Saint disciple in his eyes, and Andre was angry, and his face turned pale. The 'blue falling stars' in his hand fluctuated with the master's heart, and the light was magnificent, reflecting Andre's almost perfect face into a miserable blue color.

The sorceress raised her head, looked at Offirok and smiled softly, "Why is the golden lion so small that he can't even bear a little woman? Besides, the son of the Grand Duke, the youngest and most promising Templar in the Holy See, would attack me, and if I said it, the reputation of the Grand Duke of Bavaria would ......," she chuckled softly.

The witch's smile was like a spring flower blooming, and it was like a cloud opening and the moon rising, and all the men were shaken by the laughter. Opirok's heart also skipped a few beats, but after all, he was determined, and then calmed down. When I got my fighting spirit to check, this witch didn't even use any spells like 'seducing humans', it was purely a natural charm. In terms of complexion, she is by no means inferior to Elesis, a crimson cloak is dangerously unable to restrain her proud figure, her thin eyebrows are curved like the moon, and her blue eyes are like two bays of ten thousand years deep pool, and her delicate nose and pale lip color together constitute a beautiful face.

Angel face and devil figure have always been men's favorites.

When Opirok was secretly shocked by her charm, the witch took out a jade vial and said with a smile: "But people have not been afraid of lions and tigers since they were young. As she spoke, she raised her head and drank all the liquid in the bottle, and a powerful wave of magic immediately emanated from her, and in an instant, she seemed to have fully recovered her magical power. With crisp laughter, she left Andrei's arms and slowly rose into the sky. Her eyes were full of smiles, and she stared at Ophorok for a long time.

Ophirok knew in his heart that this witch was definitely not in love with herself, but was just looking for her own flaws. Being able to rise into the sky again shows that the magic has really been fully restored. It is difficult to say whether a fourteenth-level magician will win or lose against a sixteenth-level knight, not to mention that Andre, who is eyeing him on the side, seems to be at least a fifteenth-level swordsman. And the potion that can restore magic power in an instant, only the 'source of magic power' has been heard of. It is said that the method of making this potion has long been lost, and each bottle of potion is almost as precious as a high-quality magic weapon. This witch actually carried this medicine with her, and it seemed that there were countless magic weapons.

Although he was at a disadvantage, Opirok was not afraid at all. However, the situation of the nobles and evil young people behind him is not very good.

During this time, although everyone was shocked by the female magician's bright color, and the attack was much slower, it was by no means stopped. Now that Elesis' fate is unknown, and Ophirok is entangled by Andre and the witch again, the wyvern and his men can finally kill the killer happily, and the situation of the evil boys is tense for a while, and in a moment, everyone has some injuries on their bodies.

Rogge, who was originally incomparably brave, suddenly seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were scattered, hiding among several skeletons, slashing with an axe, regardless of whether there was anyone or not at the place where the axe fell. Franco fought the flying dragon alone, and he was already at an absolute disadvantage, relying on the swordsmanship to be vicious and mean, the stabbing sword was heavy, and the electricity was poisonous, and he only picked the yin at several critical moments, and put on a frame that ended up together, which supported him for many times. Over there, Lens had already revealed his secret weapon, the crossbow with a thick bowl. Although he only shot a few arrows, because he was almost a hundred shots at this distance, the middle man immediately turned blue and fell to the ground. It is the place pointed by the cylinder, and everyone changes color, and they all run away. However, Lance himself knew in his heart that once the twenty crossbow arrows in the barrel were shot, his own martial arts would only have room to be slaughtered.

However, Robeski's swordsmanship has made it more and more presentable, and it seems that in addition to being timid, this person still has some real material in his belly.

Kate was at the end of the team, fighting three of the dragon's cadres alone, all three of them were eighth and ninth level warriors, and the three of them joined forces, and Kate fought very hard. At this moment, the divine fighting energy on Kate's body flickered, and she obviously had gone all out. However, the place pointed by the axe and gun was not the fatal point of the three of them, and the people with the divine fighting spirit were naturally kind-hearted, and even let go of the opportunity to hurt the enemy for no reason. It's a pity that the opponents don't think so, and while they are secretly happy, they are becoming more and more unscrupulous. In the blink of an eye, Kate had a few more minor injuries.

A ninth-level jungle warrior under Feilong saw that Luo Ge suddenly became weak, and saw the advantage, rushed over with a long sword, and after a few swords, he stirred up Dao fire on the 'reincarnation', but after all, he lacked fighting energy, so he couldn't help the 'reincarnation'. This person's eyes rolled, he lowered his body, and stabbed a sword at Rogge's feet, and no kind of whole body armor could protect him, right? As long as he fell, this fat pig would not be caught in his hands? Just as he was making a wishful calculation, three skeleton soldiers on both sides surrounded him, and three steel knives were cut off on the head. The jungle warrior obviously didn't take these unpopular skeletons in his eyes, and the long sword was casually used, so he prepared to return the sword and slash back, and took care of these lowliest summons. 'Dangdang' sounded twice, and the long sword held up the two steel knives, but the third crisp sound was not heard. He felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he just caught the third rusty steel knife that had been slowly falling suddenly and suddenly retracted, bypassing the long sword of the block, and submerged into his chest with an afterimage.

A surge of blood welled up in his throat, blocking his last scream. The skeleton that had just been murderous had become staggering again, clumsily and sluggishly following the other skeletons to meet the next enemy.

Rog was miserable, and the turbulence of energy in the other space was surging against his nerves. His spiritual power was extending infinitely, firmly locking a group of souls who were also struggling in countless spatial gaps. Fortunately, there is an invisible wind and moon on the side, otherwise it would have become an exotic famous dish 'white cut fragrant pig'.

Seeing that the evil boys were in a bad situation, Opirok snorted coldly, ignoring Andre and the sorceress in the air, and turned around to help.

A stream of blood surged up on Andrei's snow-like face, and he shouted angrily, "Ophorok, I will make you pay for your arrogance! Today, I will let you see who is closest to the paladin between us!" He slowly lifted the 'Blue Falling Stars' sword, pointed directly at Offiroke, raised his left hand, and his fighting qi increased again, and three aqua-blue balls of fighting qi light formed on the palm of his hand. An invisible pressure emanated from Andre's body, and he had even cultivated to a sixteenth-level fighting spirit!

"Hahahaha!" A laugh came from outside the square, and David led a dozen of his men into the small square. "My dear brother, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you have done so much more than me as an elder brother!

Andrei said coldly: "My dear brother, if you can play with a few fewer women every month, your strength will not fall to such a point. Don't say it's a sword saint, even the creator god is afraid that he can't teach an apprentice like you. ”

David didn't think so, still with a cynical expression, and said as he walked: "When will you and your wooden teacher understand that strength is not just the real truth that a fist is big? Of course, of course, you are still young, and you have been fooling around with the old devil who doesn't know the world for more than ten years, and in terms of foresight, naturally you are not as good as your wise and martial brother me!haha!"

When David saw the sorceress in the air, his eyes lit up, and he said feverishly: "Ah, the goddess in my heart, so you are also here?" He was about to recite a few famous long poems to express his intentions, and a huge lightning bolt falling from the sky fully showed the witch's intentions, and viciously blocked the psalms in David's stomach.

David walked into the square while arguing with Andre, and happened to surround Opirok in the center with Andre and the magician.

Opherok's face was covered with a layer of frost, and seeing that the nobles and evil young men were in a worrying situation, he coldly said to the three people who surrounded him: "Since you two brothers don't know whether to live or die, then don't blame me for offending Marshal Rocherio! The closest person to the paladin? What a joke!"

Offirok's golden fighting aura suddenly shone brightly, and then retracted, condensing into a pair of transparent armor that looked like substance. A large golden cross was engraved on the chest of the armor, and the flame was blazing in the background, and several smooth ridges extended from the golden cross, turning into fluttering golden battle flags around the shoulders. The flag is windless and automatic, and at the end of the flag, it turns into a fighting flame again, and gradually disperses in the air.

There was a faint chant in the space, and Ophilok held a war spear condensed by fighting energy, his whole body did not move, and under the support of the golden fighting spirit, he slowly rose to the sky, like a god, and as powerful as a prison sea.

Whether it is fighting qi or magic power, its cultivation is more difficult to break through the later it gets. However, every time you break through a major obstacle and learn a new skill, your level rises dramatically. After the twelfth level, the gap between each level will become larger and larger, and the absolute difference in strength will also make the possibility of skipping the level challenge smaller and smaller. After the sixteenth level, there is no so-called standard for the improvement of each level, there are very few such strong people on the continent, and the skill cultivation of each person is different, and it is no longer meaningful to score the level strongly. However, there are still some recognized standards, such as the cultivation of Dou Qi to the supreme realm, and some common changes will occur, such as the formation of a realm that can isolate the influence of gravity.

This is in no way different from a magician's flying technique. No matter what kind of warrior profession you cultivate, you can be crowned with a holy word when you cultivate to this point.

Being able to rise into the air with pure vindictive spirit is the hallmark of a paladin.

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