End of the Magic Era

The next moment, however, he knew that it was neither a warcraft nor a shadow, but a living person with great strength...

A wild wind swept up, the mysterious character in the mist glittered brightly. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen vivid giant pythons, sweeping the smell of the shooting and pouring towards Lin Yun...

This is the magnificent python of the fourth level magic wind, which was used against him by the magic minister of the cloud tower, the ninth level magician, Horne, when he was in Qianfancheng. However, this time the person who attacked him, obviously much more intelligent than Horn in the use of the technique of wind giant python, Horn spreads the wind giant python to nine, but now this person, is nearly doubled, there are seventeen, as Lin Yun's eyes can naturally see, this is already equivalent to the power of extreme wind giant python...

In the whirring wind, the 17 pythons of wind carried rolling power and rushed towards Lin Yun. At this time, the Dum staff in Lin Yun's hand flashed slightly, a layer of naked eye could see, thin ice nail quickly spread all over the body, stirring up a cold atmosphere. Suddenly “bursting" a loud noise, countless sandstones rolled, a white figure flashed from the ruins, it was the forest cloud with the Dum Staff, with an amazing magic injection, the top of the Staff blew bright light, followed by five flaming explosions dragging long tail flames, to a certain shadow.

“Huh...”

At this time, a surprising sound sounded, countless mists retreated like tide, revealing an old figure, wearing a grey magician robe, holding an ancient cane, slightly swollen body, about seventies years old. At this time, he is looking at Lin Yun with an incredible divine colour. His eyes are full of shock. You should know that the giant python of the wind is his most skilled wind system spell. It is already near the limit of power, not less than the seven-level high-order spell.

However…

Young spells in front of me, but with an ice cream armor, I resist my windy python, which is really some fantasy...

In the firestone room, he would no longer dare to underestimate the young magician, the rustic staff gently, burst out an astonishing power, directly seven instant ice walls, blocking himself strictly, suddenly the sound of "clattering", five flame explosions with a burning breath, already bombarded on the ice wall, seven ice walls for a moment, melting at an astonishing high temperature, flame explosion through the ice wall, undiminished power, straight to the old man gray robe.

“Damn...”

The face of the old man in the grey robe changed dramatically, as if he had seen a ghost, but soon he calmed down, and lifted countless symbols in front of him, constructing a huge shield, the next moment five blasts of inflammation, the solid bombardment on the old man's symbolic shield, the "calm" sound, the newly appeared symbolic shield, has already produced a fine crack.

“That...”

The old man in the gray robe dared not hesitate any longer, gave himself an acceleration technique, quickly retreated, just about to speak, saw the staff in the young magician's hand, once again flashed bright light, several flame blasts swept the burning breath, and bombarded him. The old man in the grey robe was frightened, his eyelids jumped straight. He couldn't care less for a moment. As long as it was a protective spell, he carried out it all over again...

The power of the flame explosion is not a joke. If you really want to be bombed, this old bone will be scattered.

Soon, the battle lasted for more than 10 minutes, and the old man in the grey robe tried to speak several times, but was interrupted and could only be defended passively without help.

“Shit...”

The elderly man in the grey robe had an impulse to curse his mother. At this time, his robe was covered with traces of burning flames, and the holes, large and small, were no less than twenty, and it was like a wolf to the extreme. Most importantly, the young magician's attack was so fierce that he was compelled to carry out all his protective magic. In the past few minutes, he had not succeeded in carrying out an attack magic, except for the first Python of the Wind.

Moreover, the magic in his body is gradually moving towards depletion. Only a few more protective spells can be applied...

He's in a hurry...

He couldn't care less about the question of shame and shame. With a few fierce spells, he tweaked all the remaining magic in the collective, releasing the element shield, dangerously and dangerously resisting, seizing this slight opportunity, he screamed with his voice: "Mafa Merlin, stop, stop! This is all a misunderstanding, I am from the Merlin family ancestral land...”

Rio Merlyn really has all the heart...

He is indeed an ancestor of the Merlin ancestral land, and a few months ago he knew that there was a young man named Mafa Merlin who was going to be one of the commanders of the Merlin family facade regiment.

To be honest, he really appreciated this young man. After hearing about Lin Yun from Hoffland, he was even more surprised. In his 20s, he had such a strong power. Thinking about himself in his 20s, he seemed to be still working to become a wizard...

Immediately afterwards, he heard that the young man, by virtue of the power of two true magic instruments, had fought against Thorn Merlin, one of the three sword saints of the Merlin family, and was only a first-degree magician himself. The strongest fighting power seemed to be around the fourth-level encapsulated magician, and there was still a gap between the five-level encapsulated magician. The powerful man already qualified as a face commander.

It was precisely because of the appreciation of this young man that Rio Merlyn rose to test Lin Yun's thoughts. He waited early in the canyon. Lin Yun had just appeared in the canyon. He directly used his power to approach the wind giant python of the limiting magician. At that time, he still hesitated to become a Level 5 Enclosure Wizard for many years. Would he hurt this young man?

Knowing that the potential of this young man is enormous for the Merlin family as a whole, even as an ancestor of the Merlin family, if anything happens to him, he cannot shoulder this responsibility. After all, this young man was summoned by the name of “the" in the ancestral land.

But when Rio Merlyn thought about it, since it was a test, the restraint had little effect. Besides, the young man even had a true magic device on him, and he was still two pieces. I'm sure he still had some cards that hadn't appeared. It was in this trend of mind that Rio Merlyn took the shot...

Any Lv5 Enclosure Mage Mentor must be treated with caution in the face of the windy python whose power is near the limit of magic.

But…

The irony is that the young magician used a frost armor to completely resist the giant python of the wind, which is nothing. What's more, isn't this young magician too strong...

I am not the average level 5 seal magician. For decades, the vast majority of the time in the ancestral land, I have studied magic, even if I am the Hoffland owner of the level 5 seal magician, I can only hold on to it for a maximum of 10 minutes.

However, after confronting the young magician, he sinked his heart to the bottom of the valley, which was not described as falling into the wind energy, but was completely crushed by the young magician, his eyes naturally showed that the young magician did not make a hard hand, after a round of attack, he would give himself a chance to breathe.

“Damn, Hoffland, how dare you lie to me...” Rio Merlyn really hates the owner of Hoffland. How can this be, as Hoffland said, that the young magician only has the strength of a fourth-degree seal magician? Even he can stably suppress himself. If the young magician uses another true magic device, he may have the chance to counteract the Level 6 Enclosure Enchantress.

He couldn't help but hate Hoffland, because it was so embarrassing that one of the ancestors of his own cousin's ancestral land, in a superior position, tried to test one of the descendants of the family, eventually ended up like this.

If this is passed down to the ancestral land, how can he see people in Rio Merlyn? You have to get your big teeth laughed off by those old guys...

But shame is better than losing your life...

Who would have thought in advance that this young guy would be so fierce that even the Five Seal Mage himself would be completely crushed...

“Nonsense, the ancestors in the ancestral land, how could they kill me...” Lin Yuncou hung a hint of drama, an amazing magical fluctuation rose, the Dum staff in his hand, burst out a bright light, the instant time is another powerful spell of spell of the end of the chant.

“Me... I'm not trying to kill you, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, just trying to test you. Mafa Merlyn, my name is Rio Merlyn, from the ancestral land, you must believe me...” Seeing the action of Lin Yun, Rio Merlyn was almost half-dead, his forehead was cold sweat DC, his grey magician robe was wet, his face was nervous looking at Lin Yun, his magic was exhausted, if he resisted this spell, he had to peel even if he didn't die.

How can an old man like Rio Merlyn, who has lived for nearly a hundred years, not see it? Lin Yun already believed in the identity of his ancestors, but this kid seems to have a bit of revenge. Don't mess with this kid in the future.

“Oh, it turns out His Excellency Rio…”

Lin Yun dissipated that magical move, finally gave Rio Merrill a sigh of relief, but before he could wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, Lin Yun's voice sounded again: “But, Sir Rio, if there is another time, please make sure to say hello in advance so that I can prepare...”

“Okay... no problem! ”

The corner of Rio Merlyn's mouth was slightly drawn, and his gaze at Lin Yun clearly became somewhat unnatural.

Next time?

Shit, there won't be another time!

Do I look like the kind of person who likes to seek abuse...

Of course, he didn't have the guts to say it because he knew that this young man didn't even see his ancestor's identity in his eyes, otherwise he wouldn't have fooled himself...

I've already tried to suffer once, how can there be a second time...

“Well, Marfa, we've been here a long time, there are a few old guys waiting to see you, why don't I take you there...” Rio Merlyn took a deep breath to force himself, trying to say in a peaceful tone: "I really didn't expect Marfa, you are much better than we thought, compared to Thornton Merlyn back then, it's not bad, those old guys in the ancestral land would be happy to know...”