Chapter 145 It's you!

The world within ten miles has changed into a huge oven. As the temperature rose, the wet land began to evaporate white water vapor. The trunks lying on the ground seemed to be directly baked by fire, constantly emitting hot bubbles and making a buzzing sound. The brown trunk first appeared a little carbon black, and the carbon black color slowly spread to the whole trunk. Suddenly, a cluster of red flames flashed. Then more flames came out one after another in the center of the hot and cracked bark.

Ling Hui's gorgeous forehead oozed fine sweat, and her beautiful eyes stared at the white-bearded holy demon. A blue fireball, which is twice as big as the person who summoned it, became bigger in the spell of the holy demon.

Three holy dragon knights in black swooped down one by one to connect their companions on the ground to the back of the flying dragon, so that the blue flame full of horrible energy would not distinguish me and the jade would burn.

"I didn't expect Lord Eric to use the powerful nine-level magic, the blue fire spell, as soon as he took action." Lin Yun smiled sinisterly, his face was still covered with dirt, and he looked a little embarrassed. At this time, he held his fists and watched from afar.

"This woman is so strong that even the law enforcer dares not underestimate the enemy." Behind Lin Yun, he was carried by him to the dragon brave man sighed.

"It's really strong! That's why Lord Eric is like this. Seeing that she will not be more than 18 years old, and since she has made a feud, we must kill her with all our strength. If she escapes, he will wait for her strength to rise in the future. The speaker was an arrow saint dressed in white soft armor. He glanced at the burning fire under his eyes and did not see the target he was thinking of. He pondered for a moment and said, "St. Borusch, the arrow that died under the woman's gun, had just been promoted to level seven a while ago."

"Ulder, do you mean that the seventh-level strong man can't hide under this woman's gun?" A bravely dressed man said in surprise.

Ulder looked up at the speaker. The brave man was of medium height. He held a thick epee with a sword handle in his left hand and an all-gold round shield in his right hand. A man with eyesight could see it at a glance. The brave man was powerful and scary. The two items in his hand weighed at least a hundred catties, but for him only Just now.

"Not bad." St. Ould stared ahead and replied seriously. At this time, the dry lips of the holy demon Ericd, who read the spell, had stopped beating. The volume of the nine-level magic blue fire spell expanded again to double, and it stood like a blue flame mountain out of thin air. Even the close Uld and others have a burning pain in their skin.

"In the name of the emperor's blue, summon the blue fire and expel evil." Eric said word by word, and he raised his hands to the top to lift it up. The blue fire spell swings back under his gesture and takes the opportunity to sweep forward towards Linghui. The Blue Fire Curse is said to be the magic created by the Fire Emperor Youlan, one of the four emperors who fell tens of thousands of years ago. Just listening to this history is unusual.

Looking at the star-like, the blue fireballs emitting strong light and heat all over her hit her, and Ling Hui's eyes, which had narrowed slightly, seemed to be even narrower and longer. She stood straight on Pegasus Qiu's back, and her delicate white dress danced in the air in the wind.

The man on the back of the Pegasus was about to be swallowed up by the fireball, but Ling Hui pushed the blue cloud back, and the jade hand gently leaned forward, and then the red lips gently opened: "The Shield of Light!" With Pegasus as the center, a transparent energy light radiates, and the light isolates all attacks. The original hot air also restores normal temperature within the light range. However, the light that has accommodated Ling Hui and Pegasus is simply a small witch compared with the flying blue fireball.

"Zi" was very fast, and the two different groups of energy came into contact, and Ling Hui drove the Pegasus fearlessly into the fireball with a surface temperature of melted steel.

"Does she want to die?" Other holy warriors who watched the battle said to themselves. As holy strong men, they also made a simple comparison. What if they were hit by the nine-level magic of the law enforcer? If you don't die, you have to peel off. Ling Hui has rushed into the depths of the flames in Pegasus. At this moment, the fireball that had been flying suddenly stood still, and the blue temperature turned into a jumping fire dragon drilling around the surface of the fireball.

A hot breath evaporated from the surface of the fireball, and the three dragon knights and the holy demon Ericde surrounded the fireball in the center with a serious look. Hot sweat flowed on his cheeks.

"Please pay attention." Eric attracted the attention of the strong and said loudly, "If this woman is lucky enough to get out of the blue fire spell, she will surround and kill her."

"Yes. Lord the law enforcer." Twelve holy strong men spoke in one voice. But the eyes don't leave the fireball for a moment.

With a "bang", the fireball burst, and the blue fire rain flew down, blooming out beautiful fireworks. At the same time, the magnificent energy shock wave spread rapidly at high altitude like an atomic bomb. The thirteen holy strongmen around were preparing to take advantage of the chaos, and after a short resistance, were like a helpless boat in the huge waves, overturned far away. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, but I don't know who left it.

Looking down, within the holy land, within ten miles of Linghui as the center, the fire not only did not decrease, but also burned more vigorously with the blessing of the residual energy of the blue fire spell. The fire waves spread outward at a slow speed. In the edge of the fire, first of all, the crown can't stand the high temperature and naturally rises. The gale blows, and the turbulent flames are like sown dandelions, drifting with the wind and sowing new fires.

"What's going on?" Hundreds of miles away from the fire, Wilgreen grabbed the magic crystal that the swordsman Mayne had just taken from the fourth-level Warcraft antelope beast and looked up at the large steaming thick fog.

"Someone should be fighting over there." Mayn took out a piece of cloth and wiped the silver sword dyed blue with the blood of Warcraft, and tied it back to his forehead with the black headband that had just fallen off during the battle.

"That's great. Mayn, let's go and have a look." Under the protection of Mayne and five other strong men, Wilgreen is also lucky during this period. At least it is very good to stay in the Holy Land for so long without accidentally encountering a warcraft that can't be the enemy and rely on the space jade simple transmission. In the past month of practice, this second generation of officials who do nothing and hate to work have improved their strength by two levels under the nourishment of the abundant energy that is pervasive in the Holy Land.

Thank God, thank you, thank you, his omnipotent father, 20 years old Wilgreen, finally reached the realm of a four-level swordsman.

"Young master. That place is too far away. Even if I wait to hurry, it is impossible to arrive on the deadline. The axe around him reminded him.

"..." Wilgreen stared at the axe named Li Jiate with resentment and said, "I'm just talking. Can't you see that I'm a fool?"

Li Jiate said in his heart, "It's a puster." But he didn't dare to show any contempt on his face. He bowed politely with his hands, "What the young master said, what the young master said."

"Main, how much magic energy have we collected?" Wilgreen changed the topic.

Mayne, the swordsman, thought for a moment and said, "In addition to the magic crystal I just got, there are 512 magic powers."

"It's only more than 500? Mayn, are you making a mistake? It's almost a month. I heard from the guys from the last sword saint class that they got 700 magic powers in their first trial. This is also the average level of their class. Wilgreen shouted strangely, "You useless rubbish."

Mayne sneered in his heart, and this useless young master would only complain and drag his feet. In the past month, not only did he not kill a beast, but also asked Mayne and others, who had only five people, to separate people to protect him. In this way, it is very good to get more than 500 magic energy in the past month.

"Mein, what's your look, scolding you for being unconvinced?" Wilgreen said arrogantly, "These magic powers belong to me?"

"You..." A knight behind Mayne couldn't see it, but was pulled by Mayne's hand.

"Yes, young master, all the magic power is allocated by you." Mayne said lightly. But he thought that this could not afford to help A Dou. Even if he handed over the complete skills left by Principal Ling Yan to him, it was impossible to break through the holy level.

"Let's go, Mayn, work harder. There are still three days left, and the time for this experience is up. Try to collect more magic energy for me. Wilgreen's face does not change and his heart does not beat, and he looks like a matter of course.

But it is said that somewhere in the Holy Land, where Ling Hui fought with the holy steps, after the big explosion...

Ling Hui's four directions were once again surrounded by the flying dragons and the holy demon Ericde of the three holy dragon knights. In contrast to Ling Hui's calmness, these faces were colorful, and the holy-order strong men with more or less injuries on their bodies, and even the strongest holy demon Eleked were blown by the shock wave generated by their own magic. He almost rose to the sky.

"Holy Light Shield!" Eric is grinding his teeth desperately! At this time, Ling Hui still had a layer of light and transparent energy.

"Since you have the Holy Light Shield, you must be a holy magician recognized by the magic guild. Why do you want to go against me?" Eric said, his face was gloomy. Looking at the pure and beautiful face in front of him, he suddenly had a familiar illusion.

"This is not the Holy Light Shield." Ling Hui smiled coldly.

Eliked, the wrinkles piled up on his forehead were deeper, and he thought about it, hoping to find fragments of memory about the woman in front of him.

"Lord Eric, what's wrong with you?" Ould Road.

Eric shook his head. After living for thousands of years, he has seen more than tens of millions of people. Even if he has met someone similar to the woman in front of him, it is normal to feel familiar at this moment. When he saw Ling Hui standing still in the center, surrounded by himself and others, it was impossible for him to escape immediately. He was relieved and asked, "Woman, have you ever been to the Holy Land before?"

"No." Ling Hui said coldly.

"Lord law enforcement, why are you so polite to the witch? You can kill her together." Lin Yun, the Holy Dragon Knight, said impatiently. Among the thirteen people present, he was the youngest, but he was arrogant and arrogant.

"Lin Yun, what did you say?" Eric felt that he had caught a trace of useful information, but the information was like a slippery catfish and suddenly ran away.

"Law enforcer, I said I would kill the demon girl."

"The demon girl..." Erice stared at Ling Hui and said repeatedly. When he read the fifth sound, he suddenly stared at the boss. The fountain of memory opened the valve. With the passage of time, memory fragments of almost faded, rolling in like a river. The water splashed and converged into a white shadow that I will never forget.

A phantom that once made him despair floated on the side of Linghui, with bright and straight hair hanging just hanging around his waist. The noble and sacred breath on his beautiful and cold face, like a queen who reigned the world, made people have an impulse to kneel down and kiss her toes. Finally, it slowly coincided with Ling Hui.

Elcred's face was full of fear, and his rough and wrinkled face was even twisted. He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. At this moment, how much he wanted to be blind and could not see anything. He moved his lips with difficulty, and there was a frightening trembling sound in his throat, "Yes... it's you!"