While!

The flywheel that lingered in the pitch-black streamer flew high, and the inscription on it had been destroyed by the enemy so badly that it could not activate the Flying Charm to return to its master's hands, and could only fall powerlessly between the blood-soaked scarlet dirt and rubble.

Ranjit spread his wings and leaped high with the help of the force of the hurricane, moving a little hastily to distance himself from his opponent. Swallowing the stuffy smell in his chest, the Four Winds Master said with difficulty in a much hoarse voice: "I didn't expect that even if I lost my wings, I would still not be your opponent. ”

"It seems that you should thank the High Sage for throwing you off Tongtian Peak. Ranjit's grin is ironic.

Ahead, Eskar held a pitch-black spear, two orbs made of pure shadow energy hovering around him, and the powerful void breath continued to invade the surrounding air and land, as if to devour everything.

"Hmph, you know that it wasn't me who came into contact with the Scalax Sect and Ansu in the first place, but Verix, why do you still bow down under her feet?!"

"You're mistaken. His hands slowly raised, and as Ranjit's tone calmed down, the air around him suddenly became agitated without warning, "I am only loyal to Rukma!"

Boom –

The wind rose from the ground, like countless sharp blades overlapping and moving quickly, unscrupulously cutting through everything around them, whether it was an exile or a high-ranking crowman, they all fell apart under this storm, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere!

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Phew!

The piercing scream set off a circle of visible ripples in the air, and in the face of this piercing and unbearable sonic blow, Lan Luos's expressions instantly crowded together, and he reflexively covered his ears.

Coming out on top, Rukma immediately flapped her wide wings, tearing the clouds beneath her feet as the storm swooped down like a bomber.

Evil Collides!

Despite the pain of tearing his eardrums, his tenacity kept an eye on his situation, and when he was attacked, he immediately moved his feet, and as the emerald flames covered his body, he turned into a meteor and left the place in an instant.

Bang!

Like shredding a piece of paper, the pair of sharp claws easily lifted off a corner of the edge platform. Before the smoke and dust mixed with the gravel had time to disperse, the giant bird turned 180° in a very flexible attitude, and the strong wind directly pushed everything around it.

At the same time, the pitch-black streamer pierced the sky, like a meteor, straight to its face.

Wow –

The jagged blade left a large gap in Rukland's delicate metal crown, and scarlet scars appeared on its cheeks as several feathers withered.

This period of training has been a fundamental change for Lanloth, although there has been no change in his stats, but with Tyrok's skills, he has been able to activate the Exterminator's Void Smooth with a throw, which greatly strengthens his ranged damage and armor-piercing abilities.

After all, what can block the Void Smooth Split is basically high-level magic armor, and in addition, even the dragon scales of the giant dragon cannot be effectively protected.

This is naturally good for Lanlos, but for Lukland......

The scorching blood stained its feathers red, sharp pain continued to invade the door of its brain, and the flame bird struggled to spread its huge wings, only to hear the loud scream endure under the heavenly dome, the scorching temperature distorted and blurred the air and vision around it, and the orange fire spread rapidly from among the feathers.

The next moment, flames erupted from it like waves.

In the crimson wave, more than a dozen firebirds screamed through the sky, leaving their long, narrow, hot tail feathers, and galloped towards Lanloth.

The speed of these fire elemental creations was extremely fast, and the elven mages had already understood from the previous battle with Rukma that they would never be able to dodge their suicide attacks in the air!

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of him with a blazing wind.

Boom –

A series of loud noises set off blinding fires, but before Rukran could enjoy the pleasure of annihilating his enemies, a pitch-black streamer flew from the flames in the sky.

Is it the greatsword that hurt itself? when?!

As if sensing something, the flame bird immediately turned around, but what was reflected in its eyes was not a simple clear sky, but a demon with wings outstretched, and a long, emerald green spear of evil energy in the demon's hand.

Phew!

The green thunder of destruction tore through the sky, accompanied by a thunderous sound, piercing Rukland's body, tearing through the thick gray clouds, and slamming into the platform below. Countless green lightning and flames scattered and splashed in all directions, dust rose everywhere, and mourning was everywhere, and most of the platform was broken through in this way, shattering into countless large and small stones and falling downward.

Ignoring the incessant roar below, Lanlos stared blankly at Rukhland, who had most of his neck pierced, until he was unable to fall into the clouds.

Indeed, a monster like Rukran is born with a strong resistance to spells, which is almost equivalent to a buff with its own energy resistance.

However, with the blessing of the power of the spell and the spell of destruction, the lethality and penetration of the Thunder Spear reached unprecedented heights, coupled with the short chant time of the Four Ring spells. By switching positions with the Exterminator, Lanloth managed to pull off the killing blow as the enemy reacted.

With a gesture of his hand to catch the flying exterminator, Lanlos no longer bothered with the corpse that had fallen from the mountain, and spread his wings, clinging to the edge of the Episis Crystal Tower, and quickly climbed under the support of the storm.

Airplanes!

The familiar roar shook Lanloth's nerves once more, and as his eyes widened, a dazzling golden light that could not be seen directly with the naked eye burst from the Eye of Rukma above.

A violent sense of crisis invaded his whole body like an electric current, and without hesitation, the elven mage stepped heavily on the crystal tower, and with the help of the reaction force, he instantly distanced himself in a cloud of crumbling rubble and smoke.

Even so, he still felt the infinite heat of the ray.

However, compared to before, the power of this focused ray seems to be unsatisfactory?

A trace of doubt flashed in his mind, and Lanloth quickly shook his head, and was about to wave his wings again to close the distance to his target, when a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly tore through the thinner and thinner clouds, and struck his back at an incalculable speed!

While!

The claws and blades clashed violently, and the sparks that sparkled crimson were no match for the large, dazzling creature in front of them.

Rukland?!

Before he had time to react, a huge force that was difficult to resist came from the blade. The tiger's mouth was instantly paralyzed, and Lanlos's body soared into the sky like a cannonball.

Crash!

The pitch-black demon's wings unfurled with all their might, and with the help of this, Lanloth finally reined in his inertia. However, he didn't have time to catch his breath, and with a high-pitched scream, the scorching flames broke through the air, like a yellow dragon coming out of a hole, clinging to the crystal tower all the way up.

Seeing that the hot breath was about to drown him, Lanros threw his hand back, and the impact of the force field set off a visible air fluctuation and slammed into the tower, with the help of this force, Lanloston rushed to his feet.

Boom –

Like a paintbrush slicing through paint, the breath of the fiery flames distorts the sky, leaving an enduring orange-red trail next to the crystal tower.

When the rootless fire in the sky dissipated with the wind, Lanlos stabilized his body in the distant sky, and then hurriedly slapped his left wing to disperse all the flames attached to it. Like Rukma, Rukhland's breath and magic are a combination of fire and divine damage, which is nothing short of poison for the shadow energy in his body.

Looking at the large and small holes in the left wing membrane, Lanlos couldn't help but frown.

The power of light and shadow is mutually reinforcing, and as long as the quantity and quality are not equal, it is easy to have one-sided suppression. Rukhland's own strength was much greater than that of Lanloth, and if he relied solely on the Shadows, he would definitely lose completely. Thankfully, the power he wields is more complex and varied than it seems.