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While the sorcerers here were all looking at the collapsed house behind them, the tattooed sorcerers still hadn't forgotten to mend the six-armed sorcerer in front of them.

I saw that he was holding a spell dagger, and he threw it out with his backhand, piercing the head of the six-armed spell spirit in the distance.

The dagger was sharp, and it pierced directly into the back of the head of the six-armed spell spirit.

However, despite such severe injuries, the six-armed spell spirit still showed no signs of falling.

After all, this guy also has two heads, and just by piercing one of them, he still can't kill him.

Seeing this, the white owl immediately urged his mana and began to mend the spell spirit.

Relying on the consumption of many previous spell masters, the state of this spell spirit was no longer at its peak.

It wasn't until Bai Xiao's spell turned to wrap his upper body that the six-armed spell spirit sensed that something was wrong.

However, it was too late at this moment, and the white owl increased the supply of mana, and Cang's attraction instantly skyrocketed.

The upper body of the six-armed spell spirit was instantly twisted and collapsed, turning into a collapsed blood ball.

This time, the white owl's tricks came and went quickly.

Cang's attraction only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared directly.

The spell spirit's six arms and two heads had not yet fallen into the range of the white owl's attack, and the white owl's attack had stopped.

Therefore, the six thick arms and two heads were also saved from the fate of being absorbed and collapsed, and fell directly to the ground along with his lower body.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the tattoo spell artist immediately showed a touch of surprise and looked towards the white owl behind him.

This guy is so strong.

Not long after the six-armed spell spirit was killed, a red-haired figure wearing a white cloth and holding a sword in one hand stepped out of the collapsed building behind him.

Seeing this, Bai Xiao and the others immediately stood by and put on a vigilant posture.

As the dust gradually disappeared, everyone finally looked at the appearance of the comer.

The figure is not too big, and even looks a little petite, only about one and a half meters tall, quite thin.

On the other party's face, he also wears a mask, a mask like a fox.

The long sword in her hand was taller than her height, and it had to be at least one meter six or more long.

Although the appearance of the other party looked like a human being, everyone could detect it from the breath, and the other party was not a human being, nor was it a spell master, but a spell spirit whose strength was not weaker than that of the sixth order.

On top of the other palm of the spellcaster's sword, there was also the head of a spellcaster, the neck cut was smooth and blood dripping continuously.

After seeing the human head in the other party's hand, the faces of the magicians present turned white.

Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, they could still recognize that the owner of the head was one of the only three sixth-order sorcerers in their team.

A sixth-order spell master died in the hands of the other party like this!?

This situation made most of the spell masters feel bad, and they subconsciously wanted to escape from this place.

When they had the idea of escaping from this place, countless spell spirits in the forbidden land suddenly gathered towards this place, and their number was simply terrifying, a large number of black and vast areas.

Feeling the past carefully, there are even many spell spirits above the fifth order among these spell spirit groups, and the number is at least in the double digits.

Sensing this, all the magicians present froze.

Such a situation completely subverted their perception of the forbidden land.

Under normal circumstances, although the strongest sixth-order spell spirit in the sixth-order forbidden land can be resurrected indefinitely, there can only be one such existence.

Not only that, but even the other spell spirits above the fourth order could only exist in each order.

But what happened to them today can be regarded as a complete break of the Spell Master's perception of the forbidden land for more than a hundred years.

Not only did there be more than two sixth-order spell spirits in the sixth-order forbidden land, but the fifth-order spell spirits had even reached double digits, which was simply outrageous.

Looking at the large number of spell spirits condensed around him, the spell masters present only felt that their lives were at stake, and today they were afraid that they would be shrouded in horse leather and buried here.

Knowing his fate, there are still spellcasters here who do not forget to edit the information on the spot, and want to send the situation here.

But when they finished editing the message and wanted to send it, they were dumbfounded.

I don't know when it started, their communicator has long been out of signal.

No matter how you press the send button, you will get a message of "Failed to send, please check the network settings".

Seeing this, three words immediately flashed in the minds of the spellcasters present, purifier, it is definitely the purifier organization that has made a ghost.

Their communicators are custom-built by the Spell Masters, and they have enough signals to communicate even when they are in a cavern.

Although the sixth-order forbidden land is dangerous, it does not yet have the ability to block mobile phone signals.

Thinking about it this way, who else but the Purifiers and the group of guys who made it happen? Thinking of this

, most of the spellcasters here have already reacted.

They seem to have been put on the spot by the Purifier again.

The people of the Purifier Organization may have known about the changes that had happened in the sixth-order forbidden land here, so they had set up their means here in advance, deliberately revealing their flaws to attract them to this place.

In the end, relying on the powerful and numerous spell spirits in this place, he killed people with knives and wiped them out.

However, at this point, even if they had already reacted, it was useless.

The hospital building they were in was already surrounded by a large number of spells outside, and if they wanted to fight their way out of these spell spirits, they had to rush desperately.

Only in this way will it be possible to seize that glimmer of life.

The tattooed spell magician looked at the situation outside and the red-haired spell spirit in front of him, took a deep breath, and said to everyone present

, "Everyone, this is the matter, let's start fighting."

"As long as one of us manages to survive and pass the news of this place to the High Master of Spells, our mission will be accomplished.

After hearing the words of the tattooed sorcerer, the faces of the surrounding sorcerers were full of bitterness.

I thought it was an ordinary detection mission, but I didn't expect the danger to be so high.

Just as they gritted their teeth and were about to start fighting, the white owl suddenly stood up from the crowd and said to the magicians present

, "Don't worry, I can help you get out of here safely." "