Chapter 351: Taking advantage of the situation

For example, the gray little spell that exploded one meter in front of Kirill seemed to have no power, but it made his soul tremble; he was hit by seven or eight spells just for a moment of distraction. If it weren't for the special protective ability of his wizard robe, this wave alone would easily send him away...

There was also a magic spell that was like a shaman dance, which directly made the energy around Kirill chaotic, making him unable to even cast a normal spell.

The Weasley brothers were the most wicked. They casually threw out special dung bombs that not only smelled good, but also emitted smoke, which stimulated Kirill to tears...

However, all of these were no match for the vicious Yang Tian! He didn't play by the rules at all, and used his ultimate move without hesitation!

Seeing the green phoenixes flying in the sky, Kirill opened the mysterious black-painted two-eared pottery bottle without any thought.

In an instant, a nine-headed snake quickly crawled out of the pottery bottle. After looking around, the nine heads of the snake suddenly roared to the sky, and the sound was deafening. Under the blessing of the roar, the snake expanded at an astonishing speed. In the end, when its body stopped expanding, it had reached 11 or 12 meters long! The scales that flashed with dark light, the thick and powerful snake body, and the nine malicious snake heads, every detail made people shudder.

Faced with such a terrifying behemoth, the friends all showed fear on their faces. They realized almost instantly that this terrifying giant was not something they could deal with at all.

Kirill, who was standing aside, had a smug look on his face at this time, and he was eager to see Yang Tian's desperate expression.

Unfortunately, no! Yang Tian's face was indeed solemn, but to say that he was panicked and desperate? Kirill was definitely overthinking.

Yang Tian sighed softly, and gently shook the snake-shaped bracelet on his wrist. The bracelet trembled suddenly as if it was suddenly awakened, but in the next moment it also changed and expanded rapidly. In just a few breaths, the invincible snake monster appeared in front of everyone.

The Hydra's attention was almost immediately drawn to the Basilisk, which seemed to have met its lifelong enemy. There was no need for any orders, as the two equally sized giant snakes formed a confrontation based on instinct.

Kirill obviously recognized the snake monster and immediately retreated far away; Yang Tian also reminded his friends of the relevant precautions immediately, and everyone quickly retreated and followed Kirill's movement trajectory...

The surroundings were quiet, and the two giant snakes became angry. As soon as they saw each other, they fought like Mars hitting the Earth.

However, three of the Hydra's heads sprayed out poisonous mists of their own properties, which quickly spread and tried to cover the basilisk. The remaining six heads attacked the basilisk from different directions, and each attack was powerful and mighty, as if they wanted to tear the basilisk apart completely.

Facing the crazy attacks of the Hydra, the basilisk remained very calm, deftly circumventing the poisonous fog and dodging the attacks one after another, its amazing flexibility and speed were jaw-dropping.

The basilisk was naturally not an easy opponent to deal with. As soon as it escaped from danger, it turned its attention to one of the heads of the Hydra.

The target was locked, and the basilisk's eyes instantly became sharp, with a mysterious light flashing in its pupils. The inadvertent eye contact with the basilisk made an invisible pressure suddenly envelope the snake head.

The snake head paused for a moment, then struggled madly. It seemed to feel the threat from the basilisk. It wanted to break free from the restraints. But unfortunately, it was all in vain. As time went by, the snake head gradually lost its vitality, and finally fell down limply...

"The death gaze is really terrifying! It's so easy to kill a snake head?" Yang Tian felt a little unbelievable. But he did not stop his actions, but continued to attack Kirill. The blue phoenixes in the sky still flew lightly, and whirlwinds attacked the target from different directions. Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

How could Kirill dare to endure such a horrific attack? He immediately took out a silver cross and used the sharp end of the cross to gently scratch his wrist, causing blood to spurt out, but most of the blood was absorbed by the cross.

As the blood continued to pour in, the color of the cross gradually became bright red. The next moment, countless shadows suddenly expanded. As each shadow expanded, it collided with the whirlwind and Qingluan, making a crisp sound; and the shadow was shattered together with Qingluan and the whirlwind.

As more and more collisions occurred, the curse "Dancing Blue Luan" was completely cleared away; and the cross, as if it had completed its mission, returned to its original state.

But in just these few seconds of collision, Kirill's face seemed to turn a little pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

Yang Tian saw this, but couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "It's just a small spell of mine, is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

Just as he was about to launch another attack, he suddenly heard the sound of fierce magic collision in the distance. The sound was rapid and chaotic, and was mixed with muffled groans from time to time. Yang Tian was startled and quickly turned his head to look at the scene.

"Yang Tian, ​​be careful, they have more ambushes!" Neville's anxious voice came from a distance.

At this time, Neville's left arm was covered in blood and a burning smell emanated from the wound, but he did not lose his fighting spirit. He rolled and dodged again and again, and quickly ran towards Yang Tian and others. Behind him, there were more than a dozen figures chasing him. At first glance, they were the diehards in the mutual aid association.

Yang Tian secretly hated it in his heart. He waved his magic wand without hesitation and pointed at the air. The next moment, he heard a scream of "Ah". The man who rushed to the front had bloodstains all over his chest and collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

Seeing this scene, the people who followed closely behind were frightened and stopped one after another; Neville finally took the opportunity to escape back to his companions.

"Yang Tian, ​​you must be careful, all of this is a trap. Mandrake, earmuffs... all of these are traps they set. They ambushed me in the tool room." Neville spoke quickly and frequently.

"Calm down, Neville. The situation now is not more difficult than in Albania." Yang Tian shouted sharply. While speaking, he also cast a spring breeze and rain spell.

As expected, this healing technique had been tested on the battlefield. Neville's injuries had improved significantly. After hearing Yang Tian's words, the originally excited little fat boy gradually calmed down...