The Magician of Cultivation

"Ok?"

Yun Yi, Zhao Linger, Bai Xinghe, and Wu Cheng turned around at the same time and looked behind them.

There was shock in the eyes of the four people, but in Zhao Linger's eyes, in addition to shock, there was also a hint of heartache.

"Just now, were those tears on Brother Yun Yi's face?"

Zhao Linger felt that the air she inhaled was like a knife piercing her heart.

The dim sky suddenly turned fiery red and the temperature was rising.

A slightly thin figure slowly walked out of the red mist.

Above the figure's head, there were fireballs the size of basketballs. A rough count showed that there were no less than a hundred of them.

"Li, Li Yu?" Bai Xinghe called out uncertainly.

"It's Li Yu," Yun Yi exclaimed in surprise, "I knew he would be able to get out within 7 days."

The figure and face gradually became clear, the lines were soft, the childishness had not completely faded, and the pair of clear big eyes were particularly bright.

This person was none other than Li Yu who came to support after hearing the news.

He nodded to the four people, tapped the air with the magic wand in his hand, and ripples appeared and spread rapidly.

The fireball hanging above his head, as if receiving an order, quickly sprayed towards the front of the battlefield.

The fireballs flew out side by side at an extremely fast speed, making a whooshing sound as they rubbed against the air, like a howitzer firing from a gun.

In an instant, no less than a hundred fireballs flew out.

The sky ahead was illuminated, and violent explosions roared in all directions.

Everyone was blinded by the dazzling red light and had to close their eyes.

The explosion lasted for a full minute. When everyone opened their eyes again, they were so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.

There was complete silence all around, and everything within a thousand meters was cleared.

Hundreds of deep pits and fierce flames were left on the earth, and nothing else.

The number of skeletons destroyed by this attack is conservatively estimated to be tens of thousands.

Everyone turned around and looked in the direction of the airship.

"Look, who is that person?"

"I don't know, but he looks like a child."

"How is it possible? Sending out hundreds of fireballs in an instant is something that even high-level magicians can't do. How could it be a child?"

No one knew him, not even the eight warriors from the Hongyu Chamber of Commerce who had explored with him.

Li Yu changed his appearance at first, but not now.

"It seems to be Lord Li Yu?"

Among the warriors, there was a handsome man in his mid-twenties who was looking on in shock.

He was Qin Ying who had carried Li Yu on his back.

The warriors in front were talking in low voices, but they quickly turned their heads away.

The sea of ​​skeletons a thousand meters away surged up again. They had no intelligence and no fear.

"How did he do that?"

Zhao Linger, Yun Yi, Bai Xinghe, and Wu Cheng looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

They soon found out the answer. Li Yu took out a thick stack of scrolls from his storage ring and threw them over his head.

Then violent mental power and magic power swept over, and the scrolls burned at the same time. The fireballs that had just disappeared reappeared, and there were still hundreds of them.

"Is this a magic scroll?"

The four people's eyes lit up instantly.

"If we also had magic scrolls, it would be much easier to deal with this sea of ​​skeletons." Bai Xinghe sighed, his voice full of envy.

"Not only us, but anyone who has cultivated fighting spirit can activate this level of magic scroll."

Wu Cheng was also excited, "This way, everyone can defend an area."

"This kid's aura, has he made a breakthrough?"

The smile on Yun Yi's face froze and turned into shock, "In just a few days, you've already broken through to the intermediate level?"

Zhao Linger glanced at Yun Yi secretly. The latter's face was pale, but there was a hint of smile and shock in the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Yun Yi is right. This kid is not simple! His aura is condensed and powerful. It is obvious that he has broken through the realm."

Zhao Linger took a deep breath, "A 13-year-old intermediate magician is a top-level genius even there."

"And putting aside his ability to refine magic scrolls, what is his ability to refine magic scrolls?"

"Just to be able to activate hundreds of 'Fireball' scrolls at once, how strong must this mental power be?"

"Can a high-level magician do it?" Zhao Linger was a little skeptical.

Two days ago, she heard Yun Yi talk about how powerful Li Yu's mental strength was, and she thought it was an exaggeration. Now it seems that she may have kept it to herself.

The sea of ​​skeletons once again poured into the thousand-meter-long flame zone, but before the warriors could take action.

Hundreds of fireballs swept past again, and the thousand-meter space was flattened again.

After two large-scale massacres in the sea of ​​skeletons, the number of newly born skeletons in the tombs has obviously decreased a lot, and the influx of skeletons looks sparse.

嗡

Silent waves swept across the battlefield.

The skeletons gathered around again and stopped after the wave passed.

In the skeletons' empty eyes, green ghost fires danced strangely.

They all looked up in the direction of the airship, and everyone's heart tightened.

But then, there was loud cheering.

"They're retreating... Look, they're retreating."

“Really…really backing off.”

"These damn guys finally got scared. We won, woooo, we won."

“Woo woo woo, we made it through.”

Tired yet excited voices echoed in the space, and some people actually started crying while talking.

After two or three days of intense fighting, everyone was on the verge of collapse.

The sea of ​​skeletons in the sky shows no sign of decreasing. They can’t be killed or destroyed, and there is no hope in sight.

"It's that person!"

While they were cheering, they were also wondering who that mysterious boy was.

Qin Ying was also among the cheering crowd. He clenched his fists, his face full of excitement and pride.

"Victory..."

"They've retreated. These bastards have finally retreated."

Cheers were heard from the other side of the airship, and the Skeleton Sea on another battlefield also began to retreat.

"Call back the powerful martial artists to discuss important matters," Zhao Linger glanced at Jiang Jinlin who had hurried over, and gave the order in a steady tone.

"Yes"

A ball of fire rose straight up and soon reached above everyone's heads.

In the distance, long roars were heard one after another, and the powerful martial artists began to retreat.

Although there are a large number of fourth-level silver skeletons, their strength is obviously inferior to that of warriors who fight with the help of enchanted weapons or alchemical equipment.

The martial artists were determined to retreat, and they were unable to stop them.

Five figures wrapped in fighting spirit approached rapidly, and after a few jumps they returned to the thousand-meter space in front of the airship.

The great martial arts master Zhou Sanmei was in the front, followed by Jiang Lao, Gu Jin, Gu Ming and Feng Shui.

The five people were a little surprised when they saw the ground full of deep pits and the charred scene in front of them.

"Let's go back to the airship first," Zhou Sanmei's gentle voice came, and the person had disappeared.

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