More lightning slashed down, each of which was more than nine rings and approaching ten rings, attacking from all directions, which was more dense than lightning storms. The slash made Bergjan tremble all over his body, his injuries became heavier and he fell to the ground.

Arsha's figure appeared in the sky, holding up the staff in his hand, releasing a large-scale Nine-ring spell that had been brewing for a long time.

Deep cold hell!

The spell that the holy soul Lich Pramon is best at is released by the young-looking Arsha. It has a larger range and stronger power, and is infinitely close to the Ten Rings spell.

A bone-broken cold wind blew between the sky and the earth, and the cold winter began to begin.

Ice elements within a radius of more than ten miles gathered wildly, and with Arsha as the center, forming a huge field with a diameter of tens of thousands of meters. Thick frost formed on the ground, the biting cold winter wind roared, everything was frozen, and the forest turned into ice and snow.

The main purpose of the Deep Cold Hell is to suppress the power of Bergjan's flames.

Arsha reached out and pointed down, and countless ice cones, ice guns, ice blades, and ice arrows were smashed down. The power of each spell is no less than that of the Five Rings spell.

There is a huge ice comet in the sky condensed and falls at a high speed, and it becomes larger and larger as it falls. In a blink of an eye, it is several meters in size, like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting Bergjan densely, causing damage and freezing its flames.

Xavier also continued to release spiritual spells from afar, attacking Bergjan's mind.

Renne's lightning never stopped.

Ice, mind, lightning, and the falling Bergjan suffers countless magic attacks every second, and it has almost no power to fight back.

The flames around them were extinguished by the deep cold hell, making it unable to rush to jump in the fire.

Bang!

Bergjan fell heavily to the ground and smashed a large pit of hundreds of meters in diameter in the forest. Hundreds of spells followed one after another, and a terrifying torrent of spells flooded it.

When Usok saw this scene, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, his eyes a little scared.

If he was bombarded with such a spell, he would be wiped out after a few strokes. It was also strange that he remembered that in addition to being able to jump in flames, he also mastered a long-distance escape ability, similar to teleportation technique, why didn't he see it use it?

Usok looked up and found the reason.

The great wizard wearing a red cloak, the young man who initially led Bergjan out of the Temple of Loa, is maintaining a large-scale spell.

With its not very clever insight and careful sensing, I finally found that this spell seemed to block the surrounding space.

So Bergjan cannot teleport directly and jump away.

There is another great wizard?

Usok knew that there were four great mages, the most powerful one was a great mage with long hair and beard and white. He had an old face, wearing a white robe, and holding a white staff as tall as his body. After the battle began, he was responsible for teleporting himself to Bergjan, but now he has not taken action and does not know where he has gone.

"He's there!"

Usok found the Whitebearded Master in a distant altitude, and took a look and took a breath.

The great wizard is casting spells.

Even if it was so far away, it could feel the magic fluctuations emitted from the Whitebearded Master.

He pointed to Bergyaen on the ground, and the vast arcane energy condensed around him, and stars appeared all over the sky. The dreamy starlight was spinning rapidly. As the star changes, a bright star fell on his fingertips, becoming brighter and brighter, and a devastating terrifying aura spread out.

Usok's eyes widened and almost screamed.

Ten-ring spells!
Chapter completed!