The blood flashed, and the instantaneous magic shield in front of one of the magicians was shattered, and the magic elements on his fingers were still converging, apparently summoning the next instantaneous magic shield, but it was already too late. Blood spurted out from behind the magician, and the blood flowers turned into countless ice crystals, and red ice crystals scattered. In the red ice crystals, the ice spear with a dark blue light did not stop, shooting straight at Joe Larsen Thor.

How could a simple ice gun be so powerful? Joe Larson Thor was in a trance, as if the blood bursting out in front of him made people smell a violent smell of blood, and his whole body was shrouded in death.

A fiery dragon erupted from between Joe Larsen's hands, instantly sending out fourth-level magic, and the response was unmistakable, and Joe Larsen Thor could say that there was nothing to be picky about. When Joe Larson Thor saw the ice spear being devoured by the fire dragon, and then the ice lance and the fire dragon were annihilated together, his heart seemed to be contaminated by the cold of the ice lance, and it was cold.

The fire system restrains the ice system, and the fourth-level magic is more powerful than the first-level magic, not to mention that the ice spear has penetrated more than ten magic shields one after another, penetrating the body of a magician, and only then did it collide with the fire dragon. But the result was that they were annihilated in mid-air, and the fire dragon didn't take advantage of it.

Joe Larsen Thor was in his heart, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and his mouth began to chant the seventh-level fire magic, and his eyes looked at the person who had just stood at the gate of the research institute...... But...... Where's that guy?!

In front of him, the ice spear flew by, leaving a trail of frost that had just appeared. The body of the sorcerer who had been shot had not yet fallen, the blood still fluttering in the sky, and the discorded magical elements of the ice spear and fire dragon were still fluttering. Further afield. The place where the black-robed magician with no sign stood was empty. Joe Larson Thor froze in place, chanting his magic. Where to throw it?

As soon as the thought came to mind, Joe Larson Thor felt as if his neck was frozen in frost and he couldn't say a word. Everything in front of me became blurry and moved rapidly. Subsequently...... Joe Larson Thor felt his head "buzz~~" and fainted.

Joe Larsen Thor hit his head on the ground and fell to pieces, and a black figure next to him grabbed Joe Larsen Thor's neck and said coldly: "You chant too slowly, and you dare to resist." Makes me angry. ”

By the way, Joe Larson Thor hit his head on the ground with no resistance at all.

A sixth-level archmage was like a child without an adult, being carried in his hands, and he had no ability to resist.

What about his Instant Fire Magic Shield, what about his Infernal Flames, and his Fire Thorns that bounce off damage?

Some of the magicians of the other battle teams were still arranging battle formations, some were scattered by Bu Li's ice gun just now, and some were gathering, and more were watching Bu Li holding Joe Larsen Thor's neck in his hands, like an adult teaching a child. It's just that this kind of education is a little simpler and crude......

"Spells aren't chanted like that. Step away once again slammed Joe Larson Thor's head to the ground. Said in a deep voice.

Then, the mantra mixed with dragon and elven languages was recited by Bu Li. In the words, there is a little bit of sacredness, but more. But like a demon in the abyss, it makes people shudder.

All the battle mages feel constrained, and they attack and step away, what if they accidentally injure Master Joe Larsen Thor? There will definitely be countless little shoes to wear in the future. Being sent to the fragments of the plane where the battle is most intense is considered a good destination.

A moment of hesitation. No one made a move, only the sound of Buli chanting magic spells echoed in the early morning silence of Orlando's Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Bu Li also didn't understand. These battle mages are not low-level, and at first glance they are the elite combat power of the mage's guild, how can they give themselves such ample time to chant magic?

I was ready to face a magic attack like raindrops, how to use Joe Larson Thor's body as cover, how to dodge, and where the big black should be. These simple data flows are just a matter of moments, and they are completely calculated and clear. Having just experienced the step away from the origin of the world of computing, it means that there is no pressure to calculate to this extent.

But everything is useless, and Bu Li is also helpless about it. However, it is much better to be able to sing magic quietly than to be chased and beaten.

The moment the last of the elder elves spoke, he grabbed Joe Larson Thor's neck with his right hand and slammed it to the ground. White brains and dark red blood splattered everywhere, and Joe Larson Thor's head made a "bang" like a broken watermelon.

As soon as the red and white flew out, the magical elements began to gather, turning into a deep green that converged on the splash of liquid.

Bits and pieces of liquid were fused with dark green magic, splashing out with a fishy smell. Every drop of blood or brain was contaminated with poison and sprayed at the surrounding battle mages.

Step away and throw away the body of Joe Larson Thor, who has died. A sixth-level great magister, dying quietly and silently. Every Grand Magus has the ability to detonate his own magical vortex. But Joe Larsen Thor was so aggrieved that he was dizzy all the time, and he didn't even have a chance to detonate his magic vortex and step away.

Perhaps, Joe Larson Thor was the most tragic of the dead archmages. Joe Larsen Thor couldn't believe to death that the battle between the two archmages was like stupid warriors, starting in the way of a mage and ending in this stupid and rude way.

There is no suspense about death, and he is chanted by Bu Li to sing an eighth-level wood magic. The intense poison spurted in all directions, and the pungent smell immediately rose from the magician who had been stained with Joe Larsen Thor's bodily fluids, and then there was a small hole, and before there was time to wail, it was immediately corroded.

Some battle mages wanted to dodge, and a dull stick behind them smashed their eyes full of Venus, and in just one moment, they were sprayed with dark green liquid.

Seeing the dead hand that stepped away, Da Hei did not hesitate, and the clone was thirty-three, finding the right opportunity to control the movements of the battle mage. Although almost all of these battle mages are at the level of magicians, the time for Dahei to control is limited. However, just for a moment, it is enough.

Bu Li casually threw down Joe Larsen Thor's corpse, the green light in his right hand flickered, and then the blue-white magical aura converged. On the handle of a gun made of old yellow-green wood, an ice gun appears.

Such complex changes, when used in the step, seem to be just ordinary, and it has been completed in the step of raising the foot.

The ice gun shook, pulled out a few gun flowers, and Bu Li tried the flexibility of the ice gun. The Ice Magic Element contains a small amount of Wood Magic Element, which is the prerogative of the Legendary Archmage, but the step away from the realization of the power of the source is even more subtle than the Legendary Archmage.

Paul O'Neill was looking at magical visions at the Institute of Wizardry and Wizardry in Orlando, and none of the previous things could move Paul O'Neill, a former genius and now a strong man. But when Buli held the dual-system spear in his hand, Paul O'Neill's face changed.

Looking at the steps of the dragon and the tiger, he calmly walked to the side of the battle mage who was still alive, and the spear stabbed straight neatly, and there was a blood hole in the throat of the battle mage. Paul O'Neill sighed softly and seemed somewhat relaxed.

In just one minute, others can't see how strong the step is, Paul O'Neill can. Paul O'Neill, who is also a strong cultivator of the Demon and Martial Arts, knew that Bu Li first used an ice gun as a guide, and then followed quickly, hiding his body in the phantom of the ice gun. The last one teleported behind Joe Larson Tolle. It seems like a simple trick, but there are too many things involved.

A second-level ice spear, whether it is instantaneous or not, is not important to the step away of the ninth-level Great Magus, and maybe even the Legendary Great Magister. The important thing is that the power of that ice spear technique can even annihilate the fire dragon technique of a sixth-level great mage at the end of the strong crossbow. Then, the hand-eye-body method of Bu Li, almost perfect, is one of the most powerful martial artists Paul O'Neill has ever seen.

The reason why it is not the most powerful, and one of them, is because Paul O'Neal also wants to see more performances from the step.

The body is hidden in the cold of the ice spear technique, and although Bu Li will not be, or is not invisible, it is equivalent to being hidden in the frost. The most instantaneous teleportation, the landing point is accurate, and in an instant, there is even a turning action when stepping away. The teleportation ends, no, no, Paul O'Neal senses that the teleportation is forcibly terminated by Stepaway, who falls right behind Joe Larson Tolle. As soon as he stretched out, he grabbed Joe Larson Thor's neck.

Those few words were not to vent anger, but to confuse the battle mage. Otherwise, the reaction of the battle mage who is in a combat state will definitely be more sensitive. Although it will not make any waves, the situation will not be as simple as it is now.

A few words, let all the battle mages understand that the sixth-level archmage has been beaten by Bu Li like a water dog, and Bu Li has no killing intent, or a strange temper, and wants to torture and kill, they have enough time to escape.

It is precisely because of this that the step-by-step material machine is accurate to the point that it is outrageous. Paul O'Neill, who is also a martial artist, can understand the meaning of every step of the way, even those that seem useless.

Wood-based toxins, in the opinion of Paul O'Neill, are nothing. At this time, the choice of wood-based toxins made Paul O'Neill very puzzling. There are countless options, but the one that comes after stepping away from the best is not the best one. (To be continued......)