Qin Emperor

Although Green Water is not one of the nine famous songs of Qin Zong, it has the effect of calming one's mind and driving away all negative emotions. With this song Green Water, when the tune entered the third third, Ye Yinzhu not only calmed down the attack of the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus, but also cut off the connection between the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus and its summoner Ma Liang. connect. Without the connection with its master, the summoned beast formed from the elements will naturally cease to exist.

Seeing this scene, Ma Liang in the distance couldn't help but sigh, Ye Yinzhu, you are really strong. I have to use my strongest strength to fight you. Looking at Ye Yinzhu with deep eyes, the two of them Everyone knew that this duel was not just a freshman competition, they also represented their own magic sects, so this was also an internal competition among the Eight Sects of Donglong.

The calming effect of Green Water had little effect on Ma Liang, not to mention that Ye Yinzhu had just controlled the main rhythm on the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus to defeat a peak level five monster in such a short period of time. Therefore, Ma Liang did not suffer any damage except for the magic power consumed when summoning the monster before.

Pressing the strings with both hands, the aftertaste of Green Water receded, Ye Yinzhu smiled and said: Please advise. The rising stars of the Qin Sect and the Painting Sect were sitting and looking at each other in the central training ground of the Milan Magic Martial Academy. At this moment, the competition between them really began.

Ma Liang stretched out his left hand and circled it in front of him. A simple silver ring on the middle finger of his left hand suddenly lit up with a ball of silver light. As he circled it, five more things suddenly appeared in front of him, just floating in the air. In front of him, a faint silver luster was released. Every thing was huge, floating in front of Ma Liang, and a strange feeling suddenly made the air thicker. The huge elemental aura rushed crazily in the direction of those five things.

The five objects were a long silver horn, a string of huge teeth from an unknown creature, a ball of silver light, a huge silver eyeball and a huge diamond-shaped scale.

On the rostrum, several heads of the Department of Magic sitting at the front stood up almost simultaneously, including the head of the Summoning Department. They all had horrified looks in their eyes. Ferguson stood at the front and sighed, I'm afraid Yinzhu is going to lose. The Five Silver Dragon Weapons are actually the Five Silver Dragon Weapons that are comparable to divine weapons. The auxiliary summoning magic items that summon magicians dream of.

No, it's not the five silver dragon weapons, but the six silver dragon weapons. In addition to the silver dragon horns, silver dragon teeth, silver dragon heart, silver dragon eyes and silver dragon scales, the bottle of red liquid in his hand is probably a silver dragon weapon. Blood. This brat actually has such a magic weapon on his body. Even I didn’t know it.” The eyes of the director of the Summoning Department seemed to be spitting out fire. It was definitely the fire of flesh. For the Summoning Magician, there is nothing. Nothing could be more attractive than this top-tier auxiliary summoning item.

The viscosity in the air made Ye Yinzhu's face become solemn. Looking at the five silver dragon weapons in front of Ma Liang, he felt the huge pressure coming towards his face. He knew that it was definitely not something he could resist. Magic items. The power of its magical elemental aura is no worse than purple-level magic. He now has some difficulty even playing the piano.

Under that huge pressure, even physical movement became difficult.

Ma Liang's eyes flashed with strong self-confidence, Ye Yinzhu, just admit defeat. Although I am a little embarrassed to defeat you with magic items, I don't want to lose. The five things in front of me are all organs from the silver dragon, plus The blood of the silver dragon in my hand is called the Six Silver Dragon Weapons. The silver dragon is also called the magic dragon. Among all the dragons, his physical fighting ability is the weakest. But at the same time, his magic power But it is the strongest. It is the existence second only to the sacred dragon. It has the strength of the ninth-level monster. With the six silver dragon weapons, all my magic power can summon the silver dragon to launch an attack, which is impossible for you. Bear it. I don’t want to hurt you, so...

Go on. Ye Yinzhu suddenly interrupted Ma Liang, Grandpa once taught me that on the battlefield, no matter what kind of enemy you face, you can never back down. Even the strongest enemy will have his flaws. . His heart was very calm, his eyes were still so clear, and his movements were still so graceful. Facing the huge pressure brought by the Six Silver Dragon Weapons, he could still sit there steadily. Even the teachers on the rostrum couldn't help but Ferguson was impressed by this student and nodded with satisfaction. However, he was ready to stop the game.

Ma Liang said helplessly: Are you really going to continue? If you can't stop the silver dragon's attack and you admit defeat, I think I can still barely take back the magic. Taking back the magic sent out will have a strong backlash against the magician. , especially this kind of cross-level use. Ma Liang didn't want to hurt Ye Yinzhu, but he also longed for this victory. In his opinion, this was definitely an excellent opportunity for Hua Zong to surpass Qin Zong. Therefore, he would rather risk being backlashed by magic than fight to the end.

Slowly raising his brush, when he opened the bottle containing the silver dragon's blood, the magic elements in the air rushed towards him almost crazily. The five silver dragon weapons in front of him simultaneously lit up with a silver brilliance, forming a halo to absorb the incoming elemental power.

The brush was lightly dipped in the silver dragon's blood. Ma Liang quickly capped the bottle as if he was afraid of wasting a drop. With a turn of his wrist, a blood-red picture was sketched in his hand.

The faint silver light gradually became richer, and the silver halo began to expand. The invisible majesty and huge pressure made the air solidify. The unique magic pressure of the Silver Dragon caused all the magic elements in the central trial field to move away from Ye Yinzhu and converge on the center of the Six Silver Dragon Weapons. One of the great advantages of using the six weapons of the Silver Dragon to cast magic is that within the range of the Silver Dragon's breath, all other magicians are unable to use magic. This is also an important reason why it is called an artifact.

Ye Yinzhu did not move, sitting there with fixed eyes watching Ma Liang gradually outline the pattern of the silver dragon. His mental power could no longer feel the existence of a trace of magic element, and even his piano magic could not be used at this time. He did not use fighting spirit to attack because he knew that his bamboo fighting spirit would never be able to break through the silver halo around Ma Liang's body. But he discovered that the heat that surged in his body during the battle with Nesta appeared again, and the huge pressure from the outside world seemed to make the heat burn even more intensely.

The mental connection suddenly produced a slight fluctuation, which came from Zi's doubts. Obviously, Zi in the distance sensed Ye Yinzhu's crisis and was trying to communicate with him, hoping to be summoned to this world by him to fight against powerful enemies with him.

However, Ye Yinzhu did not summon Zi this time, because he clearly felt that even Zi could not resist the summoning magic assisted by the Six Silver Dragon Weapons. He never wanted Zi to be harmed at all. Therefore, he stabilized his spirit and told Zi that there was nothing wrong with him through the subtle connection between the two.

The silver light became stronger and stronger, and the dense air began to hover around Ma Liang's head. At this time, every time he drew a stroke, his face would become a little pale, as if it was extremely laborious, and big drops of sweat were leaving his forehead and dripping on the magic robe.