"Ah? Ah...it's nothing."

Seemingly at a loss for the young magician who suddenly appeared in front of him, Yunmeng replied with a dry smile. Qian Zhihe, who felt even more strange, did not continue to pay attention to the other party's reaction, but turned away from him with a serious face.

With her body, the magic that rose up again appeared in the sky opposite as her attention changed. Then the wind and snow that had not stopped condensed into sharp ice-blue spears, and she raised the magic weapon.

The red-haired girl with the staff then closed her eyes and dyed the flames in the sky like paint in the other direction: "Casting spells at fixed points..."

"Wall of Fire!"

The flame magic, which was as comparable to the magic energy on the opposite side, suddenly stopped in front of the group of ice spears that were about to fly, blending the two opposing energies of red and blue together. Yumeng opened his mouth even wider and then

He let out a helpless sigh, and then used wind magic to push the wall of fire toward the north as if accepting his fate. The huge magic battle then attracted more and more people's attention, and also made Mengzhu and Duan Qing's sneak attack

It became easier, but a black energy flow suddenly rose among the group of magicians behind the Restoration camp, breaking up the magical confrontation that met in the sky: "It seems...

"

"It's not just a bunch of ants."

Putting down the hand holding the dark red staff, a man in black wearing the same black robe slowly walked out of the magic square of the restorers. The black hood covered his eyes, but he still covered his eyes.

The chin and the black mark extending to the side of the face were revealed: "I thought it was just a good show of cat catching mouse, but I didn't expect that in the end it actually led to a big fish..."

"Yes."

The golden light then passed through the center of the battlefield and accurately stopped in front of the man in black. The black-tattooed figure stopped the next casting action and then turned his head and looked at a path on the hillside in the distance.

At the location of the black spot, through a long distance, traces of golden light could still gradually emerge from the black spot. Ignoring the gazes of all the restorers, he slowly floated into the air, towards the not far away place.

It flew in the direction of Hulan Mountain.

"Come."

Savoring the only word that echoed in the cold wind, the man in black with black tattoos on his face let out an unspeakable chuckle, then suddenly waved his sleeves and flew towards the golden light.

In the direction of departure, the silent pressure gradually became smaller as the two figures left, returning the originally fierce battlefield to Duan Qing and others. However, the rest of the restorers who stayed in place were obviously

I no longer have any desire to continue to struggle.

"withdraw."
Chapter completed!