Zuta stood his palm with his right hand, bent his index finger, and the middle finger's magic snail seal. Then he clasped his palms with his second hand. He put his two index fingers around his thumb. His nails were facing each other and his infinite sounds and Buddha's head seals. Blue and blue flames appeared on the surface of his body. They waved in the wind like the tentacles of some evil creature. "Unforgettable. Sanmanduo did not carry the snails. Hum. Yu Wuseni shed. Say the magic snail..." The ancient magic mantras were chanted with the sound of the metal and stone. Yona actually understood these strange words. "Unforgettable. Lotus magic snail. Vajra. Zha. He spoke the wonderful method of loneliness..."

"Sanskrit." He suddenly realized that the failed transfer spell of the Moonlight Elf had allowed him to learn the obscene language of the ancient country. Unexpectedly, the secret technique of "Jiu Guang" was used as a spell.

"Gee, gee, gee, gee, the battle between men is to fight head-on. Do you think it is? Yingjialan in the sewer?" The man in the flames made an ugly laugh. The white-hot fireball finally broke free from the constraints of the bloodline heir and shot in a flash. A violent tornado that brought wind and fire in an instant. The ground erupted with trenches with gravel splashing. The flames in the entire barrier were attracted by the fireballs and rotated into a scorching storm.

"Nine Light...Dark Utanhua...Bloom." The warrior in the ghost's left hand did not retreat. The blue light and shadow that appeared on his body suddenly surged. It turned into countless air-conditioned tentacles scattered and spread out in all directions. It was like a strange-colored Utanbra flower blooming on its body. The auspicious holy flower in Buddhist legend did not bring any peace and compassion to the world. Each blue petal was filled with gloomy violent aura. Utanhua was like a huge umbrella cover the ancestral tower in the center. The petals grew forward on the other side. It was about to collide with the fire tornado.

The third-level astrology suddenly felt aroused in his heart. Something strange happened. He opened his eyes blankly. The petals had wrapped the fireball. They swept the earth again, extinguished the storm, and entangled the man in the flames. But the fireball did not disappear. The man did not show any pain. It seemed that the Jiuguang secret technique did not bring any damage.

The fireman opened his mouth wide and laughed. But Jonah did not hear that nervous laugh. It was the sound. The sound disappeared. The strange feeling came from auditory deprivation. All the sounds in the field were absorbed by the blue petals. But the next second, Jonah overturned the idea. He took a deep breath. No fresh air entered his lungs. It was the air. The air disappeared. The silent Utanhua swallowed the air. The astrologist raised his head. Sure enough, there was a layer of dense petals around the top of his head, woven into a large net. In this small space, there was no air for people to breathe. Of course, the burning flames were extinguished. The white-hot fire ball that could be cast by the power of life would not disappear. In a short time, the enemy would not fall down due to suffocation.

Jonah fell to the ground and pressed his chest hard. He understood that this was a life-and-death battle. Zuta could not stop the secret technique because he could not support it first. What he wanted to do now is to persevere as long as possible until the time to decide the outcome came.

The man in the flame waved his hand tore the petals. The blue leaves that wrapped him withered one after another. He waved his hand to summon the white-hot fireball, but lost the support of the air. The fireball only rotated continuously among the many petals and did not act according to the owner's will.

Zuta came from the center of the flower. His left fist was placed on the navel. His right hand made a wish and a treasure to give birth to a karma seal. This posture was very familiar to Jonah. However, the secret technique from the ancient southern country brought not golden and red light from the void. But the blue and blue streaming light. "Jiuguang...Dark·Bright King's Gun..." The name of the secret technique can be guessed from the warrior's mouth shape. Jonah didn't understand what Yingjialan existed. But he could clearly use the same Jiuguang spell as Yekong, but he always turned the power of the ** into evil ice cold.

The blue spear shot out from Zuta's right fist. Because there was no air, there was no wind circle and it made a scream. The dark king spear penetrated countless scattered petals and shot at the man in the flames. The warrior pulled out his long sword and lowered his body. He chased with extremely hidden steps. His figure disappeared into the chaotic rain of Utan Huahua.

The stuffiness in Jonah's chest increased every second. The staff Shiraphena comforted his soul with warm power, but could not give him precious air. Time slowly passed. The blue petals were still covered with the sky. The ears were silent. Accidentally, sword lights and flames flashed in the rain of flowers. I don't know who occupied the upper peak. Jonah's vision was gradually blurring. "Persevere persist. Just a moment..." He gritted his teeth and slowly lowered his head. This was a battle outside of the battle. It was his own battle. He had to fight with himself. He had to do his best.

Just on the verge of losing consciousness, a bang shocked the long-silent eardrum. The hurricane blowing from all directions raised dust. Utanhua's barrier was broken. The scorching air rushed into the narrow space and brought burning flames. Although the hot air burned the nasal cavity and trachea, Yona still lay on the ground and breathed greedily. Every time he inhaled an air, he felt his life flowing back to his body for a minute. After half a minute, he supported his body to observe the battle situation. He found that the petals covering the sky had disappeared without a trace. Zuta's back was still protecting himself. But his body was tilted and barely standing. His left arm hung weakly. His entire upper arm was burned black.

"Zuta." Yona stood up with a staff on his ground and called on the name of the ghost's left-handed warrior.

"Don't come here." The metal-like clanging voice was filled with pain and determination. Zuta slowly turned his head and stared at the astrology behind him: "No matter what happens, don't get close to me. Do you know?" His hands were covered with blue and blue light. The white-hot fireball was holding the white-hot fireball in his palm. The fireball was constantly moving forward under the control of the caster, making a sizzling sound of burning flesh. Zuta's feet were deeply embedded in the ground. The heavy pressure made his whole body bow shape. It seemed that he might break due to overwhelming the next moment.

"Gee. I'm not strong enough. Shadow Galan in the gutter." The man in the flame slowly broke through the red flame and walked towards him. His steps were a little slow. He must have been slightly injured. But the raging flames covered by his body became even higher. "Is there no decent warrior anymore? Is you the only one to deal with me. The dignified MP of the roundtable and the second deacon of the Southern Continent. Is this a scene in some kind of comic drama? Gee...." His eyes were glowing like charcoal. His right hand pushed the white fireball to continuously press. "The successor of heretic blood. You are the next." The powerful fireman threw a scorching look at Jonah.

"Brother Yona."

Suddenly a nice male voice shouted out his name. The third-level astrology suddenly turned around in surprise and looked. He didn't see the shadow of Asai in the firewall. But the voice of the Eastern man sounded again: "It's now. You know."

"What..." Jonah's inquiry came out. Suddenly, the spiritual world fluctuated violently. An unprecedented sense of fulfillment lit up his soul... The star line appeared. Countless shiny stars appeared in the void, shining with the light of ancient stars, and were filled with the power of the sea. Without a second of hesitation, Jonah immediately took out a glass bottle from his deer-skin bag and smashed it on the ground. The colorful star dust turned into smoke and rose. The interstellar line in consciousness had a brighter outline. Surrounded by the flames, the astrology raised the seal of the gods high and called the devout believers to the vast starry sky.

"Everything in the world is the projection of the stars on the ecliptic. We survive, possess, communicate, inherit, create, manage, share, change, transcend, realize, communicate and introspection. All the stars look high and look down on you. We are always looking up. Please borrow my strength from the stars..."

The proverbs of the first mentor sounded again on the battlefield. This time, the endless starry sky gave him deep favor. The star array at the top of Silafeina suddenly lit up. Three orange-red rays of light made the flames lose their color in an instant. "Mushroom Farm Trident." Yona's improved attack star array swept across the entire battlefield. Deep gullies were plowed out on the bursting ground. "This is impossible." The man in the flames made only a limited dodge. Then two streams of light penetrated from bottom to top. The trident shot into the distant sky. A violent explosion broke out on the edge of the space. The whole world was shaken.

The fireman was not cut into three pieces. His body seemed to be a physical body. It seemed to be composed of only the flames of nothingness. The man looked painful and stepped back several steps. The fire light on his body flickered and darkened. The flames fell a lot. "Gruff. Astrology..." He smiled and waved his right hand. "Uh ah ah ah." Zuta let out a painful howl. The white-hot fire ball broke through the control of his hands and flew straight towards the astrology. The unestimated high temperature ignited the air. Jona's entire vision was steaming and twisting. But his face was surprisingly calm. "Now I am also a qualified astrology man. Teacher Koshava." Jona whispered to the indefinite tutor.

During the boring journey of the steam carriage "Midnight Star", he took off the granite temporarily used at the top of his staff and replaced it with three gems brought from the treasure of the King of Sand Thieves. A ruby ​​engraved with the star array and the "Mushroom Farm Trident" star array. A diamond engraved with the "Flowing Light" of the intermediate star array. A sapphire engraved with the "Judgement Light" of the attack star array. Out of admiration for the teacher, Jona was very interested in this extremely difficult star array. Although he almost lost his life due to barely cast in the fierce battle of the Miracle Grassland. Living in a chaotic world, the journey to pursue fate requires strength as a support. Jona firmly believes that he will eventually perfectly master these master-level star array works. He did not expect to make an attempt today.

The dark blue star line between the first star of the second house "Sail" and the fourth star of the eighth house "Lion" is gently twitched, making a wonderful clear sound. The ice-like fragments of glass are scattered. The star arrays embedded in the dust of stars naturally flow in high-quality sapphires. Different parts fit each other like gears. The power of the endless starry sky gathers among the small gems.

"The Light of Judgment."
Chapter completed!