"Sant, what are you doing!" Yanger shouted not far away.

Why did they kneel down to a woman? When did Lao Shante get cerebral palsy? Why didn't they know that they would get sick at such a critical moment?

"Assist...assist...me!!" Lao Shan was sweating all over his head, his whole face and clothes were wet.

He opened his mouth very hard and sought the help of several other Saint Bear team members.

The ones closer to Lao Shante are Guan Songdi and his uncle, and they have no idea what happened.

Behind them were three Saint Bear Elites, who rushed to Lao Shante quickly to assist Lao Shante.

These people have super-level cultivation. You can see the magnificent star palaces appearing around them. The vast energy is constantly injected into the star palace from their sea of ​​stars. At the moment when the last star shines brightly, the aura of destruction suddenly increases.

“Vacuum storm!”

The super-level wind system can see a terrifying wind eye above the head, which quickly pulls away all the air in the area covered by the area underneath. The air is extracted and produces a giant propeller wind. The wind paddle is stirred, sharp and powerful.

Soon this terrifying vacuum storm will fall on Xinxia's head.

The mind-type mage is powerful, but there is also a relatively obvious way of restraint, that is, most mind-type mages cannot use their own thoughts to lock in two or more people.

Just like when people are doing things, when they concentrate on thinking about something, they often cannot handle another thing well.

Lao Shante naturally knew that the woman in front of him was a spiritual wizard who was so powerful that he knew, and he did not expect the few people who came to help him to defeat her.

What he wants is the other person's distraction.

Once distracted, the "mountain spirit" she imposed on herself will weaken a large part of it, so that Lao Shante has the opportunity to break free from the other party's powerful spiritual oppression.

Unfortunately, Lao Shante made a good plan, but he ignored that the Light Unicorn is a small holy beast with stronger strength than some monarchs.

The light unicorn raised his head slightly, and a strong beam of lightning suddenly released from the silver-gold threaded unicorn.

The unicorn beam hit the sky directly, hitting the eye of the wind at the top of the vacuum storm.

For a moment, the vacuum storm began to dissipate from the root, and the terrifying wind paddle also dissipated at a distance of only fifty meters in centrifugal summer.

Not only that, the Light Unicorn raised its forelimbs again and stepped hard on the ground. Suddenly, silver inscriptions appeared densely on the land where Xinxia was.

With the attack of two other super-level magic, these inscriptions that were spread all over the earth like cracks quickly turned into the inscription walls, surrounding them one after another.

Once a powerful magic attacks Xinxia, ​​the wall of the inscriptions will block them, and each resistance to collision will make the cracks of the inscriptions under your feet dim.

But what made the three Nordic Holy Bear elites extremely desperate was that the three super-level magics hit it, not only did they not even knock down one of the inscription walls, but only a few of them dimly!

Unwilling to give up, they once again launched a continuous attack on Xinxia and the Light Unicorn. In the end, including the Light-based Demon-Search Sword, they only defeated one of the other's inscription walls!

The question is, the dense cracks of inscriptions under her feet can form more than a dozen circles. When will the three of them get to break the defense of the wall of the inscription??

Lao Shante knelt on the ground, but still couldn't get up.

At this moment, he finally realized how powerful the person in front of him was, at least not what he could handle.

Mo Fan looked back at Xinxia. When he saw Lao Shante approaching Xinxia just now, he almost instinctively wanted to protect her. Who knew that Lao Shante was directly suppressed in the spiritual competition.

When I thought about it, I was also, Xinxia was no longer as soft and weak as before.

Mo Fan followed up with Kunoy who was using Wuhuo. He found that this guy Wuhuo Forest was cracked and began to retreat continuously. He should have planned to hide behind the strong Yanger.

However, Yanger was beaten by Xiao Yanji who was completely physically healthy. He has no time to care about his brother Kunoy now. After all, he had been injured by Mo Fan before. If he was not injured, he could still hold on in front of Xiao Yanji for longer.

"Shadow Thorns!"

Mo Fan raised his hand and saw dark thorn vines like jungle pythons appearing under Kunoi's feet. These thorn vines quickly wrapped around Kunoi's legs and were pulling him back hard.

Kunoy's movements were very flexible. He didn't know how to cut off the dark thorn vine that had originally entangled him. Then he saw him flashing rapidly between the thorn vine that was intertwining...

"Do you think I only have witchcraft?" Kunoy ran around flexibly, his speed getting faster and faster.

Before he knew it, his brown and red figure became more and more, and the dark thorn vine could not bind it.

Suddenly, he did not retreat but advanced, got rid of the encirclement of the dark thorns, and suddenly killed a retaliation.

His speed was extremely fast, and he could almost only see a brown-red light. His hands turned into a pair of thick, sharp bear claws, and he slapped at Mo Fan's face!

"Saint Jue-Sword Graph!"

Two thick ancient swords, all intertwined by strong light, appeared in front of Mo Fan. They formed a cross shape, as if two ancient divine weapons were blocking Mo Fan with their big swords.

Kunoi's claws slapped on the crossed Holy Sword. The Holy Sword turned into fragments of light and shadow, and Kunoi himself was forced to retreat by a strong burn.

Mo Fan glanced at Zhao Manyan who arrived in time.

Zhao Manyan looked at Kunoi with surprise. As a turtle shell mage, few people can smash their defenses with one blow, and this Holy Sword Strike is not a casual skill for Zhao Manyan...

"Fortunately I'm here, otherwise his slap would have made you covered in blood on your face." Zhao Manyan said to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan nodded.

I really underestimated Kunoi. He looked like he didn't know much about close combat before, but it turned out that he was disguised and hidden. With his sudden death-taking counterattack, it is estimated that some super-level mages who are full of cultivation may be killed directly if they are careless.

"Mo Fan, we have to use their magic circle to escape here. The entire Fenghe City has been surrounded by the Shark Tribe." Zhao Manyan whispered to Mo Fan.

"That is a magic circle that can only accommodate 8 people." Mo Fan replied.

"Ah? But there are more than 8 people in the entire group of Nordic Holy Bear?" Zhao Manyan said.

After saying this, Zhao Manyan immediately understood something again, and his face couldn't help but look contempt.

I thought it was some powerful Nordic magic organization that knew how to abide by basic moral codes, but it turned out to be like some thieves and bandits!

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(Cran: There should be difficulties in updating recently, so everyone should try not to wait. Alas, I haven’t gotten sick for half a year, but I didn’t expect to come back when I went to Shanghai again. I remember that I was sick last year and didn’t go to Shanghai annual meeting... Maybe I have been traveling around too many places during this period, and many things have happened. Let me tell you in detail when I calm down.)
Chapter completed!