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Although Green Water is not one of the nine famous songs of the Qin Sect, it has the effect of calming down and driving away all negative emotions.
With this song of green water, when the tune reached a third of the way, Ye Yinzhu not only calmed down the attack of the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus, but also severed the connection between the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus and its summoner, Ma Liang.
Without the connection with its master, the summoned beasts formed by the elements naturally ceased to exist.
Seeing this scene, Ma Liang in the distance couldn't help but sigh, "Ye Yinzhu, you are really strong."
I'm going to have to fight you with my best strength.
Looking at Ye Yinzhu with deep meaning, both of them understood in their hearts that this duel was not just as simple as the freshman competition, they also represented their own magic sects, so this was also an internal contest between the Eight Sects of the Eastern Dragon.
The calming effect of the green water on Ma Liang was not very effective, not to mention that Ye Yinzhu had just controlled the main rhythm on the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus in order to defeat a fifth-level peak demonic beast in such a short period of time.
Therefore, apart from the magic power consumed when summoning the demonic beast before, Ma Liang did not suffer any damage.
Pressing the strings with both hands, the afterglow of the green water receded, and Ye Yinzhu smiled: "Please advise."
"The new stars of the Qin Sect and the Painting Sect are sitting in the central training ground of the Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy at this time, and at this moment, the competition between them has really begun.
Ma Liang stretched out his left hand, and in front of him, a simple silver ring on the middle finger of his left hand suddenly lit up with a silver essence, and when he circled, there were suddenly five more things in front of him, just floating in front of him, releasing a faint silver luster.
Each thing was huge, floating in front of Ma Liang, and a strange feeling suddenly made the air viscous.
The huge elemental aura frantically surged in the direction of those five things.
The five things were a long silver horn, a string of huge teeth of unknown creatures, a silver ball of light, a huge silver eyeball, and a huge diamond-shaped scale.
On the podium, several heads of the Ministry of Magic sitting at the front stood up almost at the same time, even the head of the Summoning Department, and they all had a look of horror in their eyes.
Ferguson stood at the front and sighed, "I'm afraid Ototake is going to lose."
The five weapons of the silver dragon are actually the five weapons of the silver dragon that are comparable to the artifact.
A secondary summoning magic item coveted by a summoning mage. ” "No, it's not the Silver Dragon Five Instruments, but the Silver Dragon Six Weapons.
In addition to the silver dragon horns, silver dragon teeth, silver dragon hearts, silver dragon eyes, and silver dragon scales, the bottle of red liquid in his hand is probably silver dragon blood.
This stinky boy actually has such a magic weapon on him, even I don't know.
"The eyes of the head of the summoning department seem to be about to breathe fire, it is definitely fire, and for a summoning mage, there is nothing more attractive than this top-level auxiliary summoning item.
The viscosity in the air made Ye Yinzhu's face become solemn, looking at the silver dragon five weapons in front of Ma Liang, feeling the huge oppressive force on his face, he knew that it was definitely not a magic item that he could fight.
The power of its magical elemental aura is not even worse than that of purple-level magic.
It was now difficult for him to even play the piano, and under the tremendous pressure, it was even difficult for him to move his body.
Ma Liang's eyes flashed with strong confidence, "Ye Yinzhu, admit defeat."
I'm a little embarrassed to win you with magic items, but I don't want to lose.
The five things in front of me are all organs of the silver dragon, plus the silver dragon blood in my hand, which is called the six weapons of the silver dragon.
The Silver Dragon, also known as the Magic Dragon, is the weakest of all dragons.
But at the same time, his magic is the strongest.
It is second only to the Divine Dragon.
It has the strength of a ninth-level peak Warcraft.
With the Six Weapons of the Silver Dragon, all my mana can summon the Silver Dragon to launch an attack, which you can't withstand.
I don't want to hurt you, so" "Go ahead."
Ye Yinzhu suddenly interrupted Ma Liang's words, "Grandpa once taught me that on the battlefield, no matter what kind of enemy you face, you can't retreat.
Even the strongest enemy will have his flaws.
His heart was very calm, his eyes were still so clear, his movements were still so elegant, and he was still able to sit there firmly in the face of the huge pressure brought by the Silver Dragon Six Instruments, and even the teachers on the rostrum couldn't help but look at this student with admiration, and Ferguson nodded with satisfaction.
It's just that he's ready to stop the game.
Ma Liang said helplessly: "Do you really want to continue, if you can't block the attack of the silver dragon and admit defeat, I think, I can barely withdraw the magic."
"Retracting the magic emitted is extremely strong against the mage, especially in the case of this kind of overstepping use.
Ma Liang didn't want to hurt Ye Yinzhu, but he was equally eager for this victory, and in his opinion, this was definitely a great opportunity for the Painting Sect to surpass the Qin Sect.
Therefore, he would rather fight himself to be eaten by magic than fight to the end.
Slowly raising his brush, when he opened the bottle containing the silver dragon's blood, the magical elements in the air rushed towards him almost frantically.
The five silver dragon weapons in front of him lit up with a silver brilliance at the same time, forming a circle of aura to absorb the incoming elemental power.
The brush was lightly dipped in the blood of the silver dragon, and Ma Liang quickly closed the bottle as if he was afraid of wasting a drop, and with a twist of his wrist, a blood-red picture was already sketched in his hand.
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The faint silver light gradually became richer, and the silver aura began to expand, and the invisible majesty and tremendous pressure caused the air to freeze.
The unique magical pressure of the silver dragon caused all the magic elements in the central training ground to have moved away from Ye Yinzhu and converged to the center of the six weapons of the silver dragon.
One of the great advantages of using the Six Instruments of the Silver Dragon to cast magic is that within the range of the Silver Dragon's breath, all other magicians cannot use magic.
This is also an important reason why it is called comparable to an artifact.
Ye Yinzhu didn't move, he sat there and watched Ma Liang gradually outline the pattern of the silver dragon with fixed eyes.
His spiritual power could no longer feel the existence of a trace of the magic element, even his qin magic could not be exerted at this time.
He didn't use his Dou Qi to attack, because he knew that his Bamboo Dou Qi would never be able to break through the silver aura around Ma Liang's body.
However, he found that the heat that had surged in his body during the battle with Nesta had reappeared, and the tremendous pressure from the outside world seemed to make the heat flow burn even more violently.
The spiritual connection suddenly produced a slight fluctuation, which was Purple's doubt.
Obviously, Zi from afar sensed Ye Yinzhu's crisis and was trying to communicate with him, hoping to be summoned by him to this world to fight against a strong enemy with him.
However, this time Ye Yinzhu did not summon Zi, because he clearly felt that the summoning magic assisted by the Silver Dragon Six Weapons, even Zi could not resist it.
He didn't want Purple to be hurt in the slightest.
So, he stabilized his spirit and told Zi that there was no problem with him through the subtle connection between the two.
The silver light became stronger and stronger, and the misty qi began to hover over Ma Liang's head.
At this time, with each stroke he made, his face would turn a little pale, as if he was extremely struggling, and large drops of sweat were leaving on his forehead and dripping onto his magic robe. d408021: