The panoramic image that just popped up had only been opened for 2 seconds, but suddenly retracted due to the rapid consumption of mental power. However, 2 seconds was enough. The eight advanced mages looked at the lethal spell that was about to be formed in their hands in horror and trembled and slid to the brink of losing control.

No one can free up his hand to teach this arrogant and bold necromancer a lesson. Everyone was blushing and desperately trying to stabilize the spell bombs that gathered excessive elements. They wanted to support the spell model and then quickly threw them to the enemy.

Among the 8 advanced mages, 5 of them resisted the harassment of young mages and successfully suppressed the spells that were about to lose control in their hands. Unfortunately, there were still 3 of them that failed to do so. Under the blasting elemental ripples, the five advanced mages became the biggest victims.

Three losers fought back against the spell and successfully escaped from the center of the explosion. The remaining five were attacked by the inside and outside, and were not even able to curse, and they were directly shot into flesh and blood by the superimposed wave of spells.

At this moment, Li Xun suddenly flashed out of the huge mana vortex and retreated back into the protection circle of the cemetery legion.

The elements involved in the 8th regiments exploded. During the spread of the ring, they superimposed and collided with each other, forming a larger elemental storm, instantly swept across all the surrounding areas. Everyone in the field changed their faces, and they didn't care about attacking the enemy anymore, and began to bless themselves with layers of defensive spells frantically.

Li Xun staggered and could only stand up again with the support of two corpse witches. Seeing the many corpse witches joining together to cast spells and lay elemental protection and energy shields on the periphery of the cemetery legion, he squinted his eyes and checked the situation in the field with confidence.

The cemetery troops that had already rushed out had no time to take them back. In addition to the Vampire Earl teleported back in time, the undead knights and lickers could only continue to attack the enemy under the raging elemental storm. The undead knights with complete armor were better, and the level was high enough to force out the dead energy in their bodies to protect the core part of their bodies. The many lickers scattered on the outside were sad. They rolled and collided in the elemental storm, without any protection at all, and soon disappeared into the mana vortexes.

The wind blades, elemental fire, ice skates and other broken spell models formed randomly after countless elemental particles collided and stormed each other in the air, constantly eroding the shields that were large and dotted, splashing out dazzling sparks. The protective shield supported by the corpse witch was too large, and the erosion on it was even more dense and dazzling. The series of sparks almost wrapped the entire shield in a sea of ​​fireworks.

If it weren't for the fact that there were enough corpse witches brought this time, this elemental storm wouldn't be so easy to survive.

After 5 minutes of raging, the elemental storm ran out of the disordered energy and gradually subsided. The dust drifted and rolled into the distance, and the field gradually returned to calm, and the situation gradually became clear.

The human mage and the necromancer showed their bodies not far apart, and the shields outside the body were looming, which was no longer enough to protect their bodies. The two spell casters were also in a mess. The mage robe was seriously damaged, and there were many scars on their bodies.

The human great wizard can only bear it hard, while the undead wizard hides in the bone frame formed by the bone dragon. Most of the damage suffered is shared by the bone dragon. Furthermore, the undead's body damage is far less important than humans, and repairing is commonplace. If it is not possible, it is not a big deal to change the body.

Those human mages were no longer able to do it. The pain on their bodies stimulated them to be unstable, and the trauma in some key parts directly affected their casting. The three advanced mages who escaped from the explosion center were another one who could not survive the elemental storm. In the huge plane manufacturing site, only three lonely human mages were left.

One great mage, two advanced mages.

Three pairs of blood-red eyes full of hatred stared straight at Li Xun who was still hiding in his hood. At this moment, the three human mages also realized that they would die with the enemy, and no longer had any hope of escaping.

A strange squeak sounded, and a pile of seemingly damaged magical components in the corners of the field actually pulled open the ragged parts that were crushed on their bodies and stood up again.

It is obviously two arcane puppets full of holes.

Hmm, it’s a big loss! Li Xun thought so.

Without urging, the two sides who were already red in their eyes had no room for any mistakes. They had just recovered and the new war began immediately.

Li Xun hid in the cemetery legion and absorbed multiple soul crystals continuously, which only then filled some secrets on the soul, stood silently to regulate his breathing, and watched the changes in the battlefield.

He no longer needs to intervene in the remaining battles. More than 20 corpse witches came out to force two high-level mages to the distance, while the rest of the people formed a circle to assist the necromancer Plataya against the human mage Hazalar.

This is a tragic and heroic beating!

The great mage Hazalar showed the style of a top human mage and showed extremely high casting skills in this unfair duel. After being interfered with the mobile methods such as space teleportation, he relied on the speed of casting to withstand the continuous spell attacks of 57 corpse witches around him. However, he was inevitably slapped with "weakness", "mana loss", "weakness", "withering technique", "bone-breaking technique", and "slowness"...

With the super high level 16 of the Great * wizard, the probability of the corpse witch curse with an average level of only 7-9 in the field is too low, less than 11%. But nothing is absolutely true. If a curse fails, then ten will go up. If ten curses fail, then twenty will go up. Under the continuous curses of the corpse witches, the Great * wizard, whose external protection is no longer complete, can't stand it, and in a blink of an eye, he is "Mo Ran" and becomes a black man.

The curse halo of various dark tones lingered, which made the face of the great mage dark and uncertain, and even the brilliant spell light in his hand could not illuminate the slightest.

The undead wizard no longer fights in close combat, in case the enemy leaves a secret skill and culls himself. He only firmly controls the development of the situation on the periphery, interferes with or neutralizes all space spells of jump nature. The one who replaces his main attack position is the fierce and ferocious demon guard. The huge wheel double-sided battle axe is never left by the big * mage, and no shield can exist for more than 5 seconds. Many times the big * mage is in a naked state.

According to this situation, in another 3 minutes, the great mage Hazalar would also hate this place and become the first great mage-level human spellcaster to besieged by the troops in Li Xun's cemetery.

At this moment, the change that broke the entire battlefield deadlock actually happened among two high-level mages.

Two high-level mages were blocked by 20 corpse witches, and they did not give them the chance to unite with the great mage. Several attacks were fruitless, and the two high-level mages were still attacking with trauma.

A tall and thin, high-level mage with no need to see that he could not break through the layers of defenses of the corpse witch on the opposite side, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Zain, block them, I'll prepare a spell!"

After saying that, he flashed and hid behind another high-level mage. With the help of the other person's body, he began to chant spells quickly, and began to prepare for the only level 8 spell he could cast again regardless of his injuries. With his level 14, every time he casts this level 8 spell, he would suffer a considerable backlash. Therefore, he was unwilling to cast spells beyond the level until the critical moment.

The lengthy magic spell echoed in the field, and the violent magic waves caused layers of ripples that attracted everyone's attention.

Li Xun frowned and listened, but unfortunately his magic skills were weak, so he could not tell which level 8 spell the other party was casting, but the other party's solemn appearance made him dare not ignore it.

A team of Death Knights rushed over temporarily and stood around 20 corpse witches to prepare for their momentum. Once there is a change, they can intervene at any time to prevent the corpse witch team from disintegrating due to excessively violent attacks.

With the cooperation of the Vampire Earl, the 20 corpse witches sent from the cemetery only expelled and blocked them. Because they moved slowly, they did not force the two high-level mages too much. They just waited for the main battlefield to end and then gathered superior forces to turn around and sweep the two running "fleas".

However, since the opponent was so uncooperating and wanted to use his ultimate move, the corpse witches were no longer polite. A series of clouds of death shot over, and there were also many spells of control, which wanted to stimulate the mind of the human mage, so that they could fail to cast spells again or give up casting actively.

The mage Zain, who temporarily acted as a shield, was sweating profusely. While using a series of force walls, the missile blocked the cloud of death in the distance, while using the push and refusal of the fire ring, the teleported Vampire Earl was unstable. Ten fingers of both hands danced quickly, and had already brought out a series of phantoms. He tried his best to barely take all the attacks.

"Hurry up, I can't hold it back soon. You..."

While supporting the scene of about to collapse, Zain shouted softly, feeling that the spell fluctuations behind him were approaching, and his mind finally relaxed.

Before he could cheer for his companion's determination, a sense of death that had already condensed as essence suddenly hit his heart.

Looking back suddenly, I saw a stream of white frost generated in my companion's hands. A white line shot out from it in the lingering frost and cold air, hitting my back.

The sound of freezing of "crack" is endless. The 8th-level "extreme ice ray" broke through the only remaining mage shield of Master Zain. The moment he touched his body, it began to spread endlessly.

"This is an extreme ice ray, what an 8th level spell!" The last thought of Zion slowly rolled through his mind, and after the ice flower swept over his head, it became silent and could no longer be disturbed.
Chapter completed!