The water-blue translucent cover looks like fragile glass.

In fact, this seemingly fragile cover is actually countless times stronger than diamond. Xia Na's temple cover is extremely sharp. Cutting diamonds is like cutting tofu, but it can't break this layer of energy cover...

"It's useless, Shana. This is the divine power condensed into real objects with endless energy. The power of Zhidianzha is useless to it."

"Woo~" Shana lowered her head in a little frustrated, and a pinch of red hair on her head hung down weakly.

"I know, but I'm really unwilling to give up. Can I just wait for someone else to save me?"

"It will definitely be." Alastor comforted: "Believe in yourself~"

“Woo~”

Shana sat down powerlessly against the cover. She hugged her knees and buried her head on her knees.

"Alas~" The silent demon god was speechless and could only sigh heavily.

No one would have thought that they would encounter such a big blow.

There are such terrible guys in this world.

Yes, the saint at that time caught Shana, who had escaped thousands of miles away with just one hand.

If it weren't for fear of Alastor in Shana's body, Shana's body would have long been broken down into pure power of existence by the saint named Lan Deng with endless divine power.

However, even if the saint dared not force Alastor too much, he still imprisoned Shana and Alastor with this magical artifact called Dinghaizhu, and constantly erased and absorbed Alastor's power.

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The sword is wrapped around the transparent wind, and the body is wrapped around the transparent wind.

In just three seconds, the warrior, whose body was entangled by the wind, came to the city gate.

Seeing the tragic scene at the city gate, the young brown short-haired soldier suddenly widened his eyes.

"Did you kill all my men?"

"Oh oh~ A strange human is here~"

Surat didn't care about anything outside of his attention, but Tillia narrowed her eyes and looked at the warrior with crescent eyes.

Looking at the flames floating everywhere in the air or being scattered by the wind because of his arrival, the momentum of the young warrior slowly condensed.

"Are you a magician? Judging from the degree of the flame, you might be a great magician~ However, a mere magician will attack our Blue Light City. Are you too arrogant?"

"I haven't eaten enough~ I still want to eat!"

Surat, on one side, suddenly rushed towards the warrior, and the vampire Brotsarrog in his hand also chopped at the wind-colored warrior. While running, a brilliant golden flame wrapped around his whole body. In the golden flame, an ancient set of knight armor continued to appear.

"A golden flame? Is it a flame-type fighting spirit?"

Facing the surging Ai Ran from Surat, the windy warrior raised the cross sword in his hand.

The whirling wind kept surging.

The sharp wind tore the golden flames and cuts them on Surat's armor, bringing scars to the armor.

But Surat still charged, and the sharp wind did not hinder him.

The vampire Brotsarrog and the cross sword of the wind-colored warrior finally confronted each other, making a heavy sound.

"puff"--

"What?" The Fengse warrior widened his eyes. At some point, a narrow bloody hole was torn apart on his wrist. Because he was still in the battle, the bright red blood could not stop gushing out.

"Following the amount of bleeding, the vampire probably cut his artery~"

Shana in the distance watched the battle and gave her own evaluation.

The Fengse Warrior had no idea how he was affected.

"What's going on?"

There was uncontrollable surprise on his face.

At the same time, due to a large amount of blood loss, he was already at a disadvantage in the fight with Surat.

There was no choice but to retreat quickly and block the wound with the wind fighting spirit.

Of course, the injured hand could not be used anymore. There was no way, so he had to hold the sword in one hand.

The attack just now was just a test, but he suffered unexpected injuries.

So he had to hold the sword in one hand. Fortunately, because of fighting spirit, holding the sword in one hand was not difficult for him, but he was just a little uncomfortable.

The blue wind fighting spirit condensed from the cross sword.

The transformation of Dou Qi is something that only the master of Dou Qi can do.

Warriors who have reached this level are no longer afraid of magicians' magic.

Judging from the golden flames, the wind-colored warrior knew that the boy opposite was also a master of fighting spirit.

"It's true, there is such a young master of fighting spirit. What a genius~ It's a pity that such a genius is the enemy."

At the same time, facing a master of Dou Qi and a great magician, the Fengse Warrior did not feel afraid.

Because, he is one step stronger than the master of Dou Qi - a saint!

"Come on! I, Gia Fred, fearless!"

The wind-colored warrior named Gia Fred shouted.

However, this Douqi Saint did not see several huge plants growing on the earth behind him.

"It's really a respectable fighting spirit. It's a pity that your enemy is not human. It's a pity."

Shana sighed and began to move forward.

Those things like plants are the phosphorus made by the Red World people who love to dye Tatilla.

Without Gia's notice, these phosphorus spores launched a sneak attack on him.

The sudden attack made Gia Fred's movements a little panicked. The sword technique used to attack Surat was the first to use and hit Phosphorus.

The speed of the wind! Hurricane sword!

Each sword swung the speed of a hurricane. In just a moment, Jiya Fred swung three hundred and thirty-one swords, and each sword brought the power of a hurricane.

In an instant, the phosphorus slaughtered him were destroyed and taken away, and were torn to pieces by the hurricane.

The remaining hurricane still did not stop and rushed towards Tillia on the side.

Tillia smiled sweetly at him, and she stretched out her index finger toward Gia, and a blue free magic circle was spinning on her index finger.

"?!" Jiya's movement stopped suddenly.

The land where he was suddenly overturned, and dozens of thick vine-like plants protruded out, entangling Giya.

Surat launched a second charge at the same time.

The vampire Brotsarrog's sword tip was pointing at his heart!

"It's over!"

Things happened so suddenly that only this thought was left in Gia Fred's mind.

When Gia Fred was in despair, a long sword wrapped in the fire of the red lotus suddenly stretched out from the side, pressing against the tip of the vampire Brotsarrog's great sword.

And on the side, Surat, who saw the sudden appearance of the visitor, suddenly screamed.

"...Yanfaying and burning eyes? Are you the siege of the Yanfaying and burning eyes?!"

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