Seeing Lin Chong trapped in spells and troubled by successive spells, everyone in the West showed hope in their eyes.

They hope to see Lin Chong lose immediately.

Although Lin Chong's body is unimaginable, they never think that Western magic is not powerful.

No one can withstand such a spell impact.

Unless he can have the strength beyond Quince.

But now it seems that Lin Chong does not have the ability to easily break Quince's spell.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be trapped inside.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

However, as time goes by, the faces of these Westerners gradually become increasingly difficult to look.

Although Lin Chong failed to narrow the distance between him and Quince, he remained firm.

The long sword in his hand was blown tightly, and he dispersed all the concrete elements such as wind, fire, and thunder condensed by the spells.

"How can Lin Chong persist..." a priest in white robe murmured.

No one answered him.

In the field, Quince's face was gradually flushing.

Casing spells is an extremely consuming mental power, just like martial artists exerting artistic conception, and even the consumption may be even greater.

Quince was casting spells one after another, obviously he could not hold on to it anymore.

He felt like he was unable to get off the ground and realized that there was still a gap between him and Lin Chong.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, and he was unwilling to admit that the Orientals were so powerful.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he had actually taken potions to enhance his strength on the way he came. Unexpectedly, this still could not cause substantial harm to Lin Chong.

He gritted his teeth.

Close your eyes.

A long list of spells began to be recited from his mouth.

He wants to perform the forbidden technique.

This forbidden technique has great power, but it can also cause trauma to one's own spirit.

At the least, you cannot cast spells for several months, and at the worst, you may have a downward situation.

But he had no other choice.

Apart from the forbidden arts, his other spells seemed to be scratching Lin Chong.

It took him several seconds to recite the spell intact.

In this matter, all the magic spells around Lin Chong had been defeated by him and scattered invisibly.

Lin Chong's hair was a little messy, but his eyes were still extremely sharp. He shouted softly and rushed towards Quince with his sword.

Just then, Quince's forbidden technique was also used.

The breath around is changing.

Lin Chong's face changed suddenly.

On the sidelines, Zhao Dongting and others also felt a sense of emotion, and a touch of solemnity appeared on their faces.

They could feel that the power of this spell was extraordinary and could definitely pose a threat to experts in the True Martial Realm.

A small area of ​​wind and snow suddenly appeared around Lin Chong.

As the entire square suddenly dropped a lot of temperature, a hint of chill came.

This is not an illusion, but a wind and snow that is truly condensed with spiritual power.

This is probably the case when speaking and following the Dharma.

Zhao Dongting looked at this scene and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

After the extreme realm, he had an indescribable understanding of the way of heaven and earth. Compared with the true martial arts realm, the false extreme realm is much more powerful because he has the blessing of heaven and earth, and has achieved his own small world.

In this case, why can't the extreme realm condense wind and snow in your own world?

Is this Western magic a superficial use of the power of heaven and earth through mental power?
Chapter completed!