Bai Lianzhou had a full meal, slept a sweet nap, and was already complacently humming a little song and writing a diary.

Patriarch Fengyin said in front of all the soldiers that he would personally teach himself spiritual arts, which was almost the highest treatment of the Imperial Spiritual Magician, or rather, he might become the spiritual envoy of the Illusion Clan in the future!

Looking at the current situation of the war, it should not take more than a month for them to return to the court and celebrate the victory of the war. At that time, he must tell his father the good news of this glorious ancestor and ask for half a year's pocket money.

But before he could finish writing today's date, there was a sudden loud bang outside the tent, and the violent shaking shook the pen in his hand to the ground, and the sky-high fire was reflected on the young man's face through the thin tarpaulin.

For a time, there was chaos in the joint camp of the elite troops, and the screams came and went.

"What's wrong?

Bai Lianzhou couldn't care so much, and rushed out with his diary. I saw that outside the joint venture, the originally barren land had turned into a magma surface burning with raging flames, and it was attacking in the direction of the White Ripple Boat at an uncontrollable spreading speed.

Today...... The Gerry Empire should have gone to attack the royal capital of San Randle, so why would they suddenly turn around and raid the joint camp of their troops?

Bai Lianzhou ran to the army commander's tent in a panic. As he ran, he looked back at the scene behind him.

In a trance, he seemed to see the source of this domineering fire spirit technique. I saw a man in a dark red spiritual robe standing at the other end of the joint venture, his hands as red and shiny as high-temperature forged steel. The soil beneath the fire master's feet was like an erupting crater, bursting with hot lava - everything in its path was instantly reduced to ashes.

When he boarded, Bai Lianzhou was tossed to the ground by a gust of wind that swept the tongue of fire, and the sand and dust obscured his vision. When he barely opened his eyes and looked in that direction again, he found a familiar figure standing in front of the fire spirit master, unrecognizable for a while.

The young man got up and rubbed his eyes, only to see the Wind Spirit Master suspended in mid-air, lightning around the magma surface in front of him, his hands snapped, and he slapped the Fire Spirit Master on the shoulder.

The weapon in the Wind Spirit Master's hand was very strange, the whole body was jet black, but it shimmered brightly, disappearing in the wind and sand, and for a while I didn't know whether to classify it as a sword or a sword.

The moment he made a move, the airflow on his side suddenly twisted twice, and the flames and sand suddenly twisted and trembled in mid-air, and in the next second, they suddenly rushed into the face of the fire spirit master like a balloon exploded-

Bai Lianzhou couldn't help but applaud, and treated others in his own way!

However, he immediately came back to his senses, this was the first time he had seen a fire spirit master who could directly conjure a large area of magma and fire on ordinary terrain, it was not an illusion, but a real flame with a blazing temperature!

On the Illusory Capital Continent, in addition to the God of the Sun, is there actually a spirit magician who can directly create the flame element?

During the struggle, the Wind Spirit Master turned his face abruptly, stared at his round cloudy pupils, and shouted in the direction of Bai Lianzhou: "Hey—Bai Lianzhou, don't you want to die?

Everything happened too quickly, and Bai Lianzhou suddenly recognized that the familiar figure was Ernest. His mind went blank and he wanted to rush to save his companion, but he was driven by the huge fear in his heart and couldn't move his legs.

He knew in his heart that even if he was praised by the Fengyin Patriarch, under the overwhelming strength of his opponent, his little cleverness would not be useful at all.

The fire spirit master's chest had been burned with a large wound by the air explosion, almost hurting the vital heart. However, just a few pieces of flesh that were blown away made people look creepy for a while.

He stood still, viscous plasma dripping into the fire along the texture of his muscles, crackling and emitting a few wisps of black smoke.

The Fire Master turned his head and looked coldly at Ernest, who was scurrying up and down like a flea, and slammed his big hand back.

Although Ernest reacted very quickly and flew backwards and retreated some distance, it was too late, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he was thrown to the ground hard!

"Ernest!" Bai Lianzhou shouted with a cry.

Hearing no response, Bai Lianzhou looked at the emaciated body from afar, the young spirit magician fainted to the ground, blood and dust mixed together, sticky on his face.

Seeing this kind of scene for the first time, I didn't know whether my companion was dead or alive now, and Bai Lianzhou, who had always been timid, finally became angry and wanted to rush forward to compete with the fire spirit master.

He took a deep breath, accumulated all the spiritual power he could mobilize on his arms, and slammed it in the direction of the fire spirit master, and a huge wave of sharp qi rushed forward in an instant, and countless fine qi blades intertwined and converged in mid-air, like a huge small-caliber rope net pounced on its prey.

Bai Lianzhou had never released such a powerful spiritual power at one time, and it was rebounded by this rapid impact, and it took a few steps to stop. When he came back to his senses to check on the fire spirit master's condition, he saw that the man flashed silently, and dodged his attack with all his might.

"How can this be ......," Bai Lianzhou muttered to himself in despair.

The air waves made the view clear in this straight line. The Fire Spirit Master stood silently at the end of his line of sight, and took out a dragon's head longbow with a dark red body from behind him. With a big grasp of the void, an arrow spraying flames shot in the direction of Bai Lianzhou.

Looking at the rapidly approaching, magnified, and scorching arrow, Bai Lianzhou simply closed his eyes and quickly turned into an air shield on his palm-

It's useless to do more, life and death in one fell swoop!

A white light flashed in the maroon vision, and Ernest stepped forward and punched Bai Lianzhou's body in the air.

Although this punch is a little weak, it is enough. Bai Lianzhou was bounced out dozens of meters by an invisible force, this time he had a heart, and before he landed, he accumulated a spiritual power, and there was an air cushion under him, supporting him to slowly fall to the ground. When he looked at the original position again, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

The flame arrow grazed his arm and stabbed the ground, quickly igniting a wave of heat on the surface, already separating him from Ernest dozens of meters away.

"Ernest, you're going to die!"

- "You can't help me, get out!"

The tail note was swallowed in anger, and Bai Lianzhou wanted to go to see the situation of Ernest and the fire spirit master again, but found that his landing point was right on the main road leading to the gate of St. Landel.

He was stunned for a moment, and between "that secret" and "comrade-in-arms", he chose the former without hesitation.

It turned out to be Ernest, who had always wanted to let himself go to Saint-Randle and find that "great discovery" that he had been thinking about!

"I'm sorry, Ernest!" he shouted as he turned around and shouted as he beat the dust off his body, and ran in the direction of the city of St. Rondel.

Zhen Shi Du...... I'm going to find Zhen Shidu......

However, a few hundred meters away, Bai Lianzhou seemed to have been running for a century.

The situation outside Saint-Randre is not at all encouraging. He watched like a marquee at the countless Gerry soldiers in dark red armor, shooting a rain of flaming arrows at the city walls.

Fire Spirits are fierce and domineering and good at melee assassination, while Water Spirits are mostly good at ranged magic, using Ice Spirits and Fog Spirits to attack and defend.

On top of the high walls of St. Randall, countless Water Empire soldiers erected huge walls of ice, barely able to stop the fire spirit master's attack. The rain of flames and swords in the sky poked at the ice wall and instantly extinguished, turning into a cloud of white smoke and snorting heat.

Bai Lianzhou felt as if he was in a huge kettle, and the flames burned to the young man's trouser legs. The battle was in full swing, surrounded by countless flashes of red light, and overhead was a dense cloud of rain and fog.

The ice wall was getting thinner and thinner, and it was already full of deep and shallow holes, and it was obvious that the spiritual power of those spiritual magicians could no longer maintain its original thickness, and it was gradually unable to parry.

I saw that vaguely, a tall man figure flashed behind the wall, like a god descending from the earth, jumping down from the city wall, and in just an instant, the huge spiritual power carried by the man shook all the troops on the ground to the ground, and the weapons also fell to the ground.

Bai Lianzhou immediately recognized him. Many soldiers have a picture book called "Portrait", and the portrait of the man is on the first page of the Violet Empire chapter-

Huang Wei, the patriarch of the Violet Empire, is one of the most powerful spiritual magicians in the entire continent, and his spiritual power is even much higher than that of the Fengyin patriarch.

At the moment when the emperor's toes landed, only to hear three loud noises, three bowl-thick icicles fell from the sky, as if the huge blades cast by the gods were deeply inserted into the ground, the surface of the ground instantly froze, and the whole land was like a palace carved from huge ice blocks, all the flames were extinguished for a while, leaving a wisp of residual heat in the air, and the terrifying white gas coming out of the ice crystals.

The young man didn't care to appreciate the heroic appearance of the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, and rushed to the gate of St. Randall. He knew that as long as everyone's attention was on the terrifying water spirit master right now, no one would see him slip into the city.

He ran desperately, and for a moment there was a terrible roar, a loud wind, the wails of soldiers, the crackling of embers, the cracking of ice crystals, and the sound of striking iron at the handing of blades......

There was only the gate in front of him, the gate that seemed to be hidden, the gate of the royal capital.

It was as if the heavens had collapsed, and the unstoppable spiritual power climbed up his back in an instant, pushing him to the ground heavily. Bai Lianzhou spurted out a mouthful of blood, thick black blood also flowed from his nose, his face was covered with dust, and his eyes were blurred from dizziness.

In his remaining consciousness, he felt that his time of death was near. The Water Spirit Master was too strong for his body to withstand the sudden impact.

"Oh no......"

Sure enough, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, and he is in vain...... It's just an ordinary astrologer, and in front of those high-level spiritual magicians, he is not vulnerable at all, as weak as an ant.

Now, the boy didn't even have the strength to move, so he had to turn over and look up at the sky, and the sky was gray and dark.

A terrible cry came from afar, and his chaotic consciousness made it impossible for him to tell whether the sound was made by a human or a spirit animal.

Immediately after the earth trembled a few times, Bai Lianzhou's body was suddenly thrown high into the sky, and he only felt a tingling pain in his abdomen, and a warm liquid splashed on his face.

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Seemingly...... It's a spirit animal.

Am I going to be eaten...... After all, he didn't die at the hands of the soldiers, and he was not wronged.

But that'...... Big Secret ...... I can't tell Ernest in this life......

He must ...... Be sure to remember the longbow of the dragon's head......