"But when I think of the blood of this guy in the refreshment of the eldest lady and the second lady, as a nutritionist, I feel that I am committing crimes against the eldest lady and the second lady." Speaking of this, a black-haired girl wiped the corners of her eyes with a cute vanilla handkerchief, and was about to cry, but what she said really had nothing to do with the cuteness.

At some point, the topic was heading towards a slight curiosity. The three men, sweating profusely had to make sure that they had no desire for everyone in the Red Devils. This time they were just to witness the duel between friends. The beautiful fairy maids let Cheng Peng and the other two goblins go, and the topic naturally shifted to the duel of the casters.

"Is that Taoist gentleman stupider than 9? He seems to be just a two-star spellcaster. He has no chance of winning when he comes to challenge the golden combination alone!" The fairy girls who set up the portable tea table began a gossip discussion that is beneficial to physical and mental health.

"But Mr. Taoist looks very mature and male charm." A short-haired girl with round eyes said holding a teacup. "And he looks handsome and interesting when he grabs the Morisha broom and plays with air obstacles to avoid it."

A tall fairy girl with long straight hair biting her biscuits and combing her straight hair - among the fairy players who are basically five-headed and have six-headed bodies, they are indeed tall - immediately objected: "I respect the little beard and so on. One of the symbols of the beautiful young man is his smooth chin! Mr. Taoist can only be considered an uncle-"

"Woo, you can't discriminate against our uncle." Some girls protested in dissatisfaction.

In any case, this kind of nerve that ignores the topic of girls that has three older men present and starts talking about girls is indeed a unique feature of local players in Fantasy Country.

"Who is an uncle?! It's not a sin to grow a beard!" Wei Ye screamed in pain as the laughter of three onlookers in the team channel.

"Prepare for the battle with peace of mind," Cheng Peng took a mouthful of poisonous mushroom sauce and added, saying that he was very gentle, "Wu Mian and Mo Ran are both kind and enthusiastic good people, and they will not do anything to losers."

"Even if they want to abuse prisoners regardless of the Geneva Convention, we can rush in and grab you back in time." Wang Hu was serious about it, and it sounded like a final blow, although everyone knew that he didn't mean it.

"Everything is ready, don't worry." He Ming's words were simply sending someone on the way.

"No celebration wine, it's not 'all ready'." Wei Ye, who had completely distorted his words, obviously had a shameless shame that the three of them combined:

"Come on, Cheng Pojun, share your perspective."

At the same time, Chen Wumian and Xiao Moran were also invited to share perspectives. Cheng Peng accepted the invitation from the three of them and started video sharing on the team channel. The three casters shared the three perspectives at the same time, which was a more rare experience than watching on the spot.

For the bad magicians, the two magicians blocked at the entrance of the big library are currently full of murderous aura, and the unparalleled grooves are flashing. You can almost see the two big words "come to fight" behind them.

"Wait a few more minutes, and they will almost recreate the wonder of spontaneous combustion of human body, right?" With simple curiosity, Wei Ye took off the cotton pillow tied on his head, changed into an apricot-yellow hair crown, and let go of the hand holding the tail of Molisha's broom: "Thank you, Miss Molisha, I hope you can find a suitable magic book!"

The girl magic used to help the brim of the pointed hat with clairvoyance and waved to the three spellcasters who were almost tense: "You're welcome! So are you, don't end the duel before I come back!"

Watching the girl magic envoy riding a broom rush into the big library, the three wizards tacitly ignored the loud noise of the magic explosion behind the gate.

Wei Ye stopped and stood fifteen steps away from the two magicians and clasped his fists: "Mr. Wujiao's disciple Wei Ye, please advise!"

This distance is of particular importance. If you stand close, Xiao Moran, who is good at summoning monsters to assist fist, will be more satisfied. If you stand far, Chen Wumian, who is proficient in ranged magic, will be more happy. Standing at this position, Wei Ye, who has not yet practiced the "Dunjia Tianshu" to achieve integration, will be easier to perform.

Holding a polished short wand tightly, wearing a wizard's sharp-horned hat, Chen Wumian raised his wand in front of him and performed an English wizard duel: "Hogwarts's auditor, Chen Wumian, who passed the wizard qualification level 5 exam," said Chen Wumian.

Beside him, Xiao Moran, who was short jacket, jeans, sneakers, and no matter how he looked, he had nothing to do with the word "magic", gently stroked the disc-shaped handguard on his left arm, which was unknown and covered with Egyptian hieroglyphs, and sent a stack of cards into the card box on the handguard disc like magic. Of course, with a sign-like sneer, he still gave a brief introduction: "The intermediate duel and summoner Xiao Moran. The polite words end here, let's start."

Responding to him was a white light emitted by Chen Wumian: "expelliarmus (remove your weapon)!"

Those who have read the "Harry Potter" novels are definitely familiar with this spell. Whether holding a wand or a pistol in their hands, whether it is a short wand in their hands of a delicate little girl like Ginny or an old umbrella like Hagrid, this spell can easily knock weapons away from the other party. It can be said that it is the most commonly used and effective combat spell in the magic taught by the Hogwarts Magic School.

Unfortunately, the Huang Guandaoist in front of him was not from the Harry Potter world, nor was he a wizard who was extremely dependent on magic wands. While Chen Wumian was chanting the spell, Wei Ye turned sideways, picked up the sword technique with his left hand and stroked it forward. Several red copper arrows in the green bamboo quiver on his waist spontaneously without bows, and shot at the listener of Hogwarts with a sharp whistle breaking through the air.

The white light formed by the spell and a red copper arrow hit hard. With a sound of gold and iron, the red copper arrow was knocked away from the angle by Chen Wumian's spell. With a clang, the entire arrow disappeared into the marble nymph statue decorated on the corridor pillars. However, there were three red copper arrows that were constantly casting, directly taking Chen Wumian's eyes and throat.

Players in the Three Kingdoms Unparalleled World, whether they are the 300-brained Cao Sect, the Big Gun Guild of Yuan Sect, or the simple Xiyuan Army like Cheng Peng, have almost worked hard to get a place in their respective camps, except for the weapons they are good at. However, Cheng Peng did not expect that Wei Ye, who has always been classified as the same type of person as Xu Tu, also had such a ruthless and tricky archery technique.

"If you change to a martial arts master, there are about a dozen ways to deal with this move, but Chen Wumian is a magician after all, and he will never have time to chant the spell."

But he soon felt relieved, because just as Wei Ye's three red copper arrows were approaching Chen Wumian's eyes, a strange wave occurred in his atmosphere. With a "defying" sound, the three red copper arrows had already been shaken away from the direction and were nailed to the walls on both sides of the corridor.

A surprise weapon suddenly appeared, a copper shield blocked it, and the effort failed, and the bronze arrow entered the wall.

In just a moment, the duo of the Red Devils Gallery gained the initiative again, but in this move, all kinds of dangers were no less than the life-and-death showdown between three-star warriors, which made Cheng Peng, who shared his perspective with the magician, summoner, and magician, unable to help but take a bite of mushroom juice.

The bearded magician looked at the heavy bronze armor that suddenly appeared out of thin air like a headache, and his eyes were facing the two balls of phosphorus fire burning in the bronze armor.

With a tsk-tick, Wei Ye took a step back with a wry smile:

"'Tomb Guardian', the Undead Card, with a defense of 2500. After being transformed by you with magic, the attributes of this are not inferior to ordinary two-star defensive warriors. It is really not underestimated."

All he answered was Xiao Moran's sneer, and the two cards he drew.

When the card was started, it was immediately engulfed by the black flames. From Xiao Moran's foothold, there were two blood-red inverted five-pointed star arrays. Two burly figures were slowly standing up from the inverted five-pointed star array.

Obviously, this kind of behavior is more in line with everyone's usual impression of the summoner. Like the trick that Xiao Moran had just revealed in summoning monsters, he suddenly appeared out of thin air. Not to mention that Taoist experts like Wei Ye feel very tricky, even Wang Hu, who has always regarded "offense is defense" as his motto, felt it was difficult to deal with.

The Huer's fighter touched the skipping general who was already watching the spotlight: "How is this move?"

Cheng Peng looked at the late-stage summoner friend in Wei Ye's eyes in the shared video, then pointed to the bunch of ice guns on his back, and shrugged easily: "The ancients said, 'Capture the king first'."

In other words, no matter how unique Xiao Moran's summoning magic was, Cheng Peng would not spend time to crack it seriously. As long as he knocked down Xiao Moran, the summoner, and lost the caster, he would naturally destroy the summoning magic that he was proud of.

It's really direct, very rough, and lacks the answer to combat aesthetics - if Wei Ye heard Cheng Peng's answer, he would definitely complain about him like this. Unfortunately, the poisonous magician was staring at the one-armed swordsman covered with blue-gray corpse spots and the skeleton wrapped in a black burqa and the giant scythe with his hands, shaking his head at Xiao Moran's aesthetic: "The Undead Cards 'Corpse Sword Master' and 'Death Messenger', buddy, the taste is too bad."

With such criticism of the summoner's taste, Wei Ye's hand had already pressed the hilt of the Chihu Sword behind him. At the same time, he pointed the sword technique with his left hand and shouted softly: "Qi!"

Chen Wumian's spell almost at the same time as him: "stupefy (falling down)!"

Three iron talisman arrows broke through the air and formed an arrow flower connected to the arrow in the air, blocking the invisible spell. At this moment, Wei Ye turned his wrist and started the Chihu magic sword, and he picked up the magic trick with his left hand and brushed it on the sword's spine. The eight-character fire-color talisman had already burned on the sword out of thin air.

Necromancers aren't they? Corpse ghosts aren't they? In front of Wei Ye, the most sharp Taiping Dao secret technique, Dongyang Sword Zhu, in the way of killing evil spirits and killing ghosts, it is really not worth laughing at.

After walking sideways, Wei Ye's sword moves, presses the long handle of the giant sickle of the skeleton God of Death, uses his true energy to penetrate the sword body, and slashes forward with his sword against the hilt of the sickle.

Xiao Moran's summoning magic is completely different from ordinary summoning techniques. These strange card monsters are not fairies, necromancers and others who are promoted by the craftsman and are not similar to the so-called Zhangliu God, the Wu Ghost of Huntian or the Shikigami of Yin and Yang Dao, nor are they angels and demon elements that are confined from other planes by magicians through sacrifice rituals and magic circles. They have nothing to do with the druid's natural summoning technique, but are manifested by his own magic power.

The transformed fantasy creature - this summoning magic is very similar to the "inherent barrier" of the advanced spell in the Moon World that is known as "the most profound magic envoy in the Fantasy Country". It seems that it should be Paqiuli, known as the "most profound magic envoy in the Fantasy Country", who has referenced the experiences of the two students. For Wei Ye, his sword that gathers his true qi and magic power is not these fantasy creatures, but Xiao Moran's profound magic power that is powerful enough to condense into monsters.

Seeing Wei Ye taking out his sword, Xiao Moran just sneered. Anyway, this late-stage summoner of the sneering habit would not express his emotions in other ways except sneering. He flipped his hand and the card in his hand that was burning like cold flames was lost.

Compared to Wei Ye, Cheng Peng, Wang Hu and He Ming who were in the battle, they all saw a pair of colorful magic tubes on the flashing card, and the eye-catching word "demon" above the card.

"It's a magic card!" Wang Hu, who was knowledgeable, was the first to scream, "Can his magic even use magic cards and trap cards?"

Looking at Cheng Peng who was confused next to him, He Ming finally caught a chance to attack his old opponent: "That guy said, Yu Yu card..."

He Ming's words just started, and Wei Ye's sword that he thought he would kill had already slashed down. It was just that the sword's edge pointed to was not the skeleton death god with a strong qi, but a magic tube as thick as a child's arms.

The moment the long sword entered the cylinder, another magic tube appeared for no reason in front of Wei Ye, and a flamed sword light rushed out of the magic tube.

Even the most confused person could see that Xiao Moran didn't know what spell he used, but he actually returned the sharp sword light attached to Wei Ye's magic sword that merged with Dongyang Sword Zhu intact!

The sword goes, the sword goes back, for a moment.

Wei Ye couldn't even pull out Yu Yu who was holding the sword back, but with a wave of his left hand, he released five five-inch-long apricot yellow talismans, which were slightly blocked from the coming of the sword energy. Then he was beaten away by his sword move with the five yellow talismans that were as straight as a ruler and hard as iron.

Wei Ye flew in the air in the corridor of the Red Devils. Everyone looked at the gate of the Red Devils. This time, even Cheng Peng felt that this poisonous magician would lose. Only He Ming, holding his mature copper stick, seemed to want to stand up, but finally held it back.

Although Chen Wumian was more impulsive than Xiao Moran, the summoner beside him, he was also a rational and professional magician. Just as Wei Ye was knocked away by his demon-slaying sword light, he saw the corner of the magician's mouth bent slightly, and the strange smile seemed like a child who had stolen the candy hidden by his mother.

Before he could think about it, Chen Wumian waved his wand and activated the defensive spell he was best at: "impedimenta (hard obstacles)!"

The invisible force field wall rose from the magician wearing a sharp-horned hat. Just as this force field wall just protected Xiao Moran and himself, flames burst out from the floor, from the wall, from the ceiling for no reason. Its color is pure red and pure, with no trace of hostility to burn everything, but it is so pure that it cannot tolerate a trace of uncleanness.

On the Nymph statue, floor, column and ceiling, four red copper arrows with bright flames drew a circle. In the circle, several short sentences from "Taiping Jing" used fire to form a shape, binding three summoned monsters that looked like ghosts but were not ghosts.

The Sun True Fire is used to inflate the demon atmosphere, and the Taiping Chapter Refining the Evil Soul is used to refine the magic array "Rigong Flame Light Array" for Taiping Dao.

The magic circle appeared and the situation suddenly reversed. Xiao Moran, who was encircled into the Sun Palace True Flame Formation, groaned and took a move. The three summoned monsters who were forbidden by the scriptures in the magic circle turned into three cards with metallic luster in a piece of ink light, and returned to Xiao Moran's hand.

As the last magic Persian scimitar penetrated the black wooden cabinet honestly and unceremoniously, the cabinet that should have been closed by Wei Ye suddenly opened, and the fairy girl in white robe walked out from it slowly - what about the magician?

Chen Wumian and Xiao Moran looked at the cabinet full of Persian scimitars, and their eyes rarely showed a little sympathy.

"Your annoying formation has not yet dispersed, and it seems that you have not been stabbed to death by random knives. But it's boring to hold on. So, surrender." Out of humanity, Chen Wumian said something more to the opponent.

The door of the black wooden cabinet was opened, and the cabinet was blocked by dozens of scimitars, so there was no room for dodging. Even the magician could use the bone shrinkage skill. However, no matter whether Wei Ye could use the bone shrinkage skill or not, there was no trace of him in the cabinet.

"careful!"

Before Chen Wumian could react, he was already thrown to the ground by Xiao Moran. At the same time, the sound of a rapid arrowhead nailing into the bricks and stones came from the wall behind him.

Wei Ye sighed very regretfully.

Looking up, the magician who should have been sealed into the Death Magic Box by Xiao Moran and stabbed the sword to resurrect him was sitting cross-legged in the air, floating up and down very comfortably.

"Why...you...?"

"Ah, why did I come out of this trap?" Wei Ye shaved the annoying preaching smile and shook the three iron talismans in his hand. "The obstacles and unobstructed talismans from the Earth Evil Scroll of "Ruyi Treasure Book", the talismans of the Liberation Net, the Transformation and Descent Talisman, and it is quite useful to break your magic trap. The talismans sold by Wang Qinian, the stingy uncle, are really expensive... No matter what, you must reimburse Lao Gou when you go back."

Speaking such common words without a trace of murderous aura, the magician had already added a foot-long apricot and yellow flag to his hands, and the bright red word "Huangtian" on the flag was even more eye-catching.

"I have seen Hogwarts' spells and Brother Xiao's unique secret summoning technique, then, show me ugly—" As he said so, he had sent a text message on the team channel:

"The sacrifice begins!"

In the Sun Palace True Flame Formation, which was originally shrouded by fire, light golden light without any fireworks slowly emerged from the fire. In the golden light, a phantom of an octagonal altar appeared. With the appearance of this altar, countless noisy voices seemed to be transmitted from a distance into the corridor of the Red Devils Hall.

Those voices carry all kinds of southern and northern accents, but almost all shout the same sentences. They are a slogan that is familiar to people who are familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms:

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

Cheng Peng and Wang Hu silently looked at He Ming who was pouring sake to pay tribute to the small altar as big as a palm. He had seen many Taiping Dao altars of this shape. When he was fighting Ma Yuanyi in Luoyang Yizhuang, he had personally dismantled one. However, this kind of small figure altar could also play the role of the Yellow Turban Army's large altars, which he really did not expect.

What was unexpected was that the spells Wei Ye used in the Red Devil Hall to use this altar were exactly the same as the magical magic that Zhang Jiao used against the Han army!

I just don’t know what method Wei Ye used to improve the restrictions on the Taiping Taoist magic that Taiban needs to set up an altar. As long as there is a small figure altar, the same effect can be achieved.

If this new altar that is convenient to transfer and protect and is convenient to popularize the Yellow Turban Army, the Xiyuan Army will lose the strongest tactic of "demolition of the altar", which is the most powerful tactic to deal with the Yellow Turban Army's spells, and will inevitably fall into a hard battle against the Yellow Turban Army in the future.

"Go and get cleaning tools. As part of the Red Devils, isn't it natural to clean the area we are responsible for?"

As he said this, Xiao Moran slowed down and waited for his friend to catch up with him while twisting the water from the wizard's hat.

Wei Ye's voice rang lazily: "Then, cleaning is a good deal."
Chapter completed!