End of the Magic Era

Chapter 1043: Chopping the Blade to Death

There are also three Orc magicians, who together add another demon shield to each person, a flame shield like the demon's head, with black smoke, like a living demon, autonomously surrounding these Orc Spirits...

Large profitability spells, whenever they do, each one of them will give everyone a hold, in less than two seconds, 17 Orc Spirits, in addition to revenge songs, have a pile of profitability spells, at least three shields per person.

Even more deadly, the twelve Orc Warriors, together, went wild...

And it's all advanced sobriety fanaticism, twelve Orc warriors, because of bloodthirsty surgery and other gain spells, the body has generally swelled a circle, now it continues to sobriety fanaticism, the body has risen once again by a third, everyone's breath has skyrocketed to the rank of 9th Jiansheng...

Seeing this scene, Lin Yun's cold sweat could not help but drip down.

It's a bit big...

Fortunately, the Orc Prophet was first rushed to the end. Otherwise, these humanoid monsters can at least double their strength. A true heavenly scale here will be slashed by these guys...

In all, it took a little more than two seconds, and Lin Yun couldn't stop it.

Twelve Orc warriors, front and back, formed a scattered offensive ladder team, coming from several directions towards Lin Yun, a battle chisel, staggered down, sealed all escape routes of Lin Yun.

With this cooperation, the fighting power of the twelve warriors is absolutely capable of slaughtering a true sky magician...

Lin Yun settled his face, the countless symbols in his eyes flashed wildly, the magic array overworked, and the computational power instantly exceeded the limit.

Around the forest cloud, there is a huge raging wind and flame, the raging wind and flame converge to combine the raging wind flames, flashing continuously in the flames, avoiding these staggered belligerent attack the strongest place.

In an instant, countless symbols erupt in the disk fiction behind them, and the blink of an eye converges into a dozen windshields, and then the Book of Death flashes with light, again holding the power of elemental spells.

When a light flashed, Lin Yun took the lead in using the Chapter of Elements to summon a fire-element dragon of Level 39 peak.

A dozen sides of a five-meter or so windshield completely protects the forest cloud inside, and each side of the windshield is cut off against the impending fighting.

And the giant body of the flaming dragon has just emerged, like a giant shield, which blocks the spell of falling in the sky.

Ding, ding...

Continuous, like a voice, the wind shield was constantly torn apart by these fights, and the light hit each other, but there was a sharp sound like a steel collision.

And the fire-element dragon in the sky, just summoned out and sprayed an elemental flame, the body was slaughtered by dozens of spells and more than 30 fights...

That huge body exploded and turned into a huge flame...

Lin Yun saw this scene, the eyelid jumped, these humanoid monsters, with the tacit, is a madness, also a level 39 flame element giant dragon, in less than two seconds was torn to pieces...

While the Fire Element Dragon flew out as a flesh shield, he held the Book of Death in his left hand, held the Dragon Staff in his right hand, and the Book of Death continued to shed a faint light, and the Sage Chapter was always in an excited state.

The Dragon Staff is also rallying magic, and on the left side of Lin Yun's body, the Book of Magic floats there, the pages automatically open, and a spell sprays out of it. These spells are as if someone sang them. The madness devours the magic sprayed out by Lin Yun in total disregard of consumption.

Then floating on the right side of the body, the wheel of the Magic, also spinning wildly, merging these spells, the wheel of the Magic reveals a dazzling glow.

When the flame element dragon was torn, Lin Yun suddenly raised his head and his eyes had been completely covered with endless symbols.

The oppressive and violent atmosphere erupted instantly from the body of the forest cloud. Between now and then, dozens of tens of meters of fireballs appeared. These fireballs spinning wildly, like a violent storm, were compressed into fireballs.

More than a dozen storm fireballs, comparable to the Eighth Levels, were blown out, and the surrounding hundreds of meters of space seemed to have been strangled.

Those fighting tempers were all torn apart by a single breath, and a dozen storm fireballs formed like a huge firewall and pushed hard against the Orc Ying Ling across the street.

Suddenly, the madness of these humanoid monsters was interrupted, and the incomprehensible combination was forced to stop...

The next moment, Lin Yun's body suddenly exploded, a large flame burst towards the surrounding area, and Lin Yun's body disappeared.

The shockwave that flames into is like a ring of fire, rapidly spreading thousands of meters away, while Lin Yun uses the combination of the Book of Magic and the Wheel of Magic to impose an extension of the flame flashing process, coupled with the reinforcement of the Dragon Staff and the Book of Death.

And this technique is equivalent to integrating Lin Yun into the flame. As the flame spreads, it travels raw into the team of these Orc Spirits.

Two seconds later, Lin Yun's body suddenly appeared from the flame in front of the last shaman, less than 10 meters away, which is very dangerous.

This is very dangerous for both parties because at this distance, the application can only be resisted with shields!

Never before has a captain been so close to the enemy in battle, so close that the spell can congeal directly on the enemy's face!

Likewise, such close proximity requires only one magic disturbance to instantly interrupt the enemy's practice!

But now, Lin Yun's circle of magic has blossomed like a small round of sun, at least a dozen eight-level spells, were forcibly suppressed down, at this moment, at the same time released!

Between now, more than a dozen storm balls, only three meters in size, instantly appeared around this shaman, wrapped him completely inside, and then blew away...

So close, a dozen eight-level spells, below the heavenly scale, will definitely die!

After killing Shaman, dozens of fighting momentarily chopped up around him. The wind shield floating around Lin Yun's body was instantly torn apart.

After tearing up these fireworks shields, more than thirty more battles fell towards Lin Yun. Lin Yun performed acceleration surgery, constantly retreating towards the entrance of the passage, and continued releasing the shield resistance.

In a blink of an eye, a dozen more fights were chopped on his triple shield, the first to break it.

Although the Magic Shield claims that it will not break as long as it is not exhausted, there is a premise that it has been attacked and not instantly exceeded the limits of the Magic Shield.

For low-level spells, Lin Yun's magic shield will almost never be broken, but for these humanoid monsters, the former Orc Hero, the magic shield is simply irresistible.

Simply by blocking it, the power of the attack instantly exceeds the instantaneous load limit of the Magic Shield and explodes with a bang.

And the element shield, after merging the three basic rules of ground firestorm, became a lot stronger, but only broke after less than half a second of resistance...

The last forces of participation were bombarded on the Bullet Shield, countless wild fluctuations of Bullets, some Bullets were dispersed, and immediately more Bullets burst out to fill. With this force, Hardson resisted the final attack.

But Lin Yun's body, along with the Ruwen shield flies out, flies out a distance of 300 or 400 meters, Lin Yun only spit out a bite of blood to stabilize his body, pale face terrible.

These guys, that joint hit, was worse than a heavenly hit, stirred up more than half a million Rufus shields.

You know, the more characters, the more powerful the symbol shield is. Lin Yun now has nearly 800,000 characters. As long as it does not exceed this load in an instant, the symbol shield will not be broken.

Although it has not been broken, it is not much different. Through the vibration of power, it still hurts Lin Yun...

Looking at the monster Ying Lin Lin, the corner of Lin Yun's mouth revealed a smile.

Spend time, gather all the strength to kill the Orc Prophet, then fight to injure Shamans, lose these two men, and the 40-50% more fighting power of these Orc spirits will disappear.

And for this as a whole, they will be three or four times weaker than the eighteen spirits combined, or even more.

Only in the absence of these two guys who have the most impact on overall combat power will there be a chance to defeat these former Orc heroes.

Next, it's a tough, tough battle, purely on strength! Pure hard bumps, magic bumps, power and magic bumps.

Half an hour later, Lin Yun's robes were all a little shattered. His face was pale and his body trembled slightly. Only his hands held the dragon's staff steady as the mountain.

Across the street, there are only six Orc Spirits left...

Lin Yun cautiously retreated and swallowed two bottles of life medicine.

And then there are the last six, and these guys, they're really powerful, and they're terrible, especially if they work together, like one person, and no, they're far more powerful than one person in battle.

The revenge song is still held, and if they do not die, the state will not fall. Unless one breath kills one, according to the characteristics of these spirits, combined with the revenge song, they will recover from any non-fatal wounds.

Five Sword Saints, a magician, push harder, kill them...

After more than 20 minutes, Lin Yun stood bloody at the end of the tunnel, with a fissure almost half a metre long on his back, his spine could be seen with the naked eye, and his face was pale without any blood.

Lin Yun did not pass out after taking two consecutive bottles of life medicine and taking out another specially made regenerative medicine.

After three minutes of waiting, the horrible wound on the back had healed, leaving only a light scar, the pale, like a dead man's face, and a little bit of blood.