The magic power of the thirty mages united was indeed extremely terrifying. In the entire forbidden air barrier, the space oscillated violently, and a burst of pressure surged high.

"Iron Blooded Battle Song!"

As a long spell ended, the thirty mages raised their hands together and made a strange move.

In an instant, the magic power around each person swayed and gathered into a huge magic six-pointed star.

"Buzz!"

The space trembled violently, like the world reversing. The six-pointed star rose in the storm and instantly slung to the top of everyone's heads. A little blood color suddenly rippled in the center of the six-pointed star.

"We shed our blood, stepped on the glory of God, split the thorns along the way, and walked forward bravely, and never regretted..."

Suddenly, the passionate war songs sounded around. The berserkers who were still throwing javelins were already solemn at this moment, clenched their fists with one hand, lined up in front of their chests, and sang in anger: "Go forward bravely, never regret, never regret bravely..."

The inspiring singing, breaking through the clouds and breaking gold, as if it was about to penetrate all the constraints and rushed into the sky!

“Buzz!”

The entire barrier space oscillated more violently, and the huge hexagram floating in the air also rotated rapidly, emitting dazzling light.

The blood color at the center of the hexagram was expanding rapidly, as if it was a little burning blood, and instantly filled the six star angles of the hexagram.

"Bang!"

A pillar of blood that soared into the sky burst into flames, rushing straight into the sky, forming a violent blood column, and the rage continued to spin.

Iron Blood Battle Song is one of the strongest magic skills in every legion.

Moreover, because the military spirits of each legion are different, the magic skills formed are also completely different.

The Second Legion of Lattimore Tigers has always been known as the Iron Man Legion among countless legions on the mainland. Therefore, their iron-blooded battle song is the most passionate and passionate. The magic formed by the war song is naturally extremely heroic.

At this moment, the team of 100 people, led by thirty mages, sacrificed their battle souls and sang war songs, using this iron-blooded battle song magic.

Duke's eyes narrowed suddenly again, and his face suddenly became solemn.

He could clearly sense that the blood-colored light column formed by the hexagram contained a devastating terrifying force, and it also contained an unyielding will.

Yes, it is a true will to move forward and never surrender.

"It seems that this magic also has the effect of attacking the mind!" A strange color light flashed in Duke's eyes.

It was his first time to encounter such a large-scale joint magic, but it made Duke feel an indescribable excitement in his heart.

In his heart, Duke is also a passionate boy. Facing a group of iron-blooded soldiers, it seems that he has ignited the blood in his body.

"Okay! Then let's fight!"

Duke let out a long roar towards the sky, without hesitation, his hands slashed rapidly, and the light in his body shone violently.

"Moon sickle kills you!"

"The blue tide!"

Duke's mouth sounded a series of twisted spells, but circles of strange magic patterns appeared around him in an instant, and a surge of magic power gathered to him frantically: "Harvest of Death!"

Duke spitted out the last syllable and waved his hands with a loud bang.

"Buzz!"

The space sings, the light flashes, the crescent moon in the left hand swells and spits up, and it instantly turns into a shocking moon sickle.

The blue light shone in the right hand, and circles of faint blue light spots were like fireflies on summer nights, swarming and dancing wildly, but in the blink of an eye it condensed into a huge blue ball.

In the sphere, the blue light waves surged, as if it was this blue sphere, condensing a sea.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The wind sounded so fast, and the moon sickle and the blue light ball shot away, rushing towards the blood-colored light column formed by the hexagram in front of him.

At this moment, the blood-colored light column condensed by the six-pointed star has also changed.

Blood ripples, stars flash, and in the blood, strange ripples stack up and down, but they transform into extremely magnificent pictures.

I saw sword light and blood, and the war was beating. In the picture, warriors fought hard, and balls of dazzling magic fireworks bloomed in the sky like fireworks all over the sky.

Blood, the sprayed blood, dyed the earth red.

In those pictures, there are passionate scenes of countless warriors fighting.

This is the soul of the Second Legion of Latemor Tigers.

The military soul sounds a bit mysterious, invisible or intangible.

However, it is the spiritual power condensed by countless soldiers in each army with their passion and life.

At this moment, under the guidance of the Iron Blood Battle Song Magic, the military spirit of this team was displayed in a series of illusory pictures.

That is the passionate song of triumph, the soul of fighting!

"Boom boom boom!"

The blood-colored light column spins faster and faster, and the thousands of pictures change like a lantern, and the overwhelming pressure expands again. The entire blood-colored light column has turned into a angrily curled hurricane, as if it is about to crush everything into pieces.

"Iron Blooded Battle Song!"

The mages sang together again, holding their hands high, and making worship actions.

"Go forward bravely, never regret, never regret..."

The berserkers' singing became even louder, and their voices became a little hoarse, as if they were a little hysterical.

However, there is a firm belief in everyone's eyes, which is the will to move forward bravely and be ready to die.

"Bang!"

The space shook, and the blood-colored beam of light finally danced wildly, covering Duke's sky, carrying the overwhelming momentum, falling towards Duke.

"Good come!"

Duke grew up on the bird's back and pushed his hands with a loud bang.

"Swish! Swish!"

The huge crescent moon sickle and the blue giant ball gathered in front of him were rumbling out by him, and they shot out in anger against the blood-colored light column covered by his head.

"Death Harvest!" Duke shouted violently.

This death harvest is the pendant that Duke comprehended and integrated after continuing the Holy Light Demon-Destroying Bomb. As well as his insights in Stan's secret realm, the magic he learned again is countless times more powerful than the Holy Light Destroying Bomb.

"boom!"

The huge blue light ball instantly crashed into the blood-colored light column, and the entire blood-colored light column suddenly smashed a basin of cold water into a boiling oil pan, and it was boiling with a hissing sound.

The countless warriors in the picture seemed to be able to feel the danger and immediately rushed towards the blue light ball that crashed into it.

"Swish, Swish!"

However, the surging blue light of the blue ball was like boiling magma. When the piercing soldiers came over, they immediately looked like boiling soup and poured into nothing.

The phantoms of thousands of soldiers were unmoved at all, and they rushed forward and continued to surge.

At this moment, the huge crescent moon sickle also slashed through the space and slashed straight into it.

"boom!"

The moon sickle slashed straight on the blue light ball.

Suddenly, the huge moon sickle and blue light ball exploded in an instant!

The world turned around, the space shook violently, and a dazzling aurora rose into the sky, and tens of millions of tiny blue moon sickles were transformed into the center of the explosion.

Every light spot that exploded from the huge moon sickle and the faint blue light ball were once again integrated. Although the moon sickle that condensed again was only the size of a palm.

However, millions of such moon sickles formed a harvesting machine, spinning wildly, but formed a terrifying moon sickle vortex in the air, and wanted to cut everything into ashes.

Death harvest, this is the meaning of death harvest!

"Swish, Swish!"

A violent sound of shocking sound came, and the blood-colored light column was split in an instant under the crazy rotation of the millions of moon sickles, and collapsed in the blink of an eye.

"Ah, my god..."

The crowd around was filled with exclamation, and everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

"God, this man actually with one man's strength, resisted the attack of a hundred-man squadron of the Latemor Legion!"

People were stunned, and it was hard to believe the facts they saw in front of them: "No wonder, no wonder, there are two thorn crown birds around him, no wonder the thorn crown birds that are favored by God will recognize him as their main ones. It turns out that this man really has extraordinary power."

Everyone expressed irresistible feelings.

"Okay! It seems that this person must be from that family..."

In the restaurant, the mysterious young man showed a hint of contemplation on his handsome face, and a cold light flashed in his blue eyes: "If that's the case, you must not..."

He murmured, his voice getting lower and lower, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

"My mother!"

Locke and Sean suddenly turned pale, and their mouths had already opened toads.

Duke's performance at this time has completely shocked the two of them.
To be continued...