Chapter 52 Crazy Students

Although Drank's words were shouted in time, a large amount of magic still flew towards Fati. Looking at this piece of magic, even Fati couldn't help shaking his body.

However, with the two magic saints, Drank and Morazi, obviously this magic will not hurt Fati. They didn't expect that the empire had just got a dragon and was then given a second by a group of angry students.

Of course, if Fati is in his prime, the spells of this group of students will tickle him at most. But you can try to be cut by the artifact first, and then be hit by the Thor's spear and the intestines are about to flow out before facing this group of magic.

Two huge magic barriers suddenly opened under Fati's body, which was the masterpieces of the two magic saints, Drank and Morazi. Although the saying goes, many ants bite elephants to death, this attack magic can only break through the first defense barrier and be blocked by the second defense barrier.

Looking at the students below who are still interested and ready to have another wave, Drank is really popular! He shouted at the students below, "Whoever dares to throw spells will be treated as treason!"

Listening to Drank's words, even Ye Huo almost choked. The hat was so big that the crime of treason was exposed. Originally, Ye Huo felt that with the teacher's gentle personality, he would be expelled at most.

But since Drank can say this sentence, it can be seen how important he is to Fatty, the dragon! And the Morazi beside him was almost there. At this time, Morazi had prepared the spell of Thunder and Lightning in his hand.

If this group of students are still stupid enough to continue to throw magic, Ye Huo believes that Morazi will definitely throw away this spell that can kill the next group of strongest fifth-order students in seconds.

I don't know whether it was Drank's crime of treason or Morazi's anger of thunder and lightning that was too strong to deterrent. Anyway, except for continuing to watch at this time, not even one of the students below was ready to throw spells to fight dragons.

"Teacher, can we go down?" Ye Huo also felt that Fati's condition was a little bad, because Ye Huo's flapping of Fati's wings began to slow down.

"Well, let's go down." After saying that, Drake flew to the lawn in front of the mage tower and looked at the group of rebellious students with a wary face.

And Morazi was not bad. The anger of thunder and lightning in his hand always flashed the purple light of the sinner. Although he did not say anything, everyone knew that he really dared to throw it!

"All step back!" Watching Fatty's huge body begin to fall from the sky, Drank shouted at the pure students in front of him who were curious and didn't know what had happened.

After all, Drank's identity was there, so under his roar, all the students began to slowly back, leaving Fatty a place to leave.

The moment Fati landed, he couldn't stand it. After a series of blows and the group of students just now, even Fati's strong body had to choose to lie on the ground again.

Ye Huo hurriedly jumped off Fati's body, and the holy light in his hand began to flash crazily, and the recovery and healing skills began to be thrown on Fati for free.

But Fati's wound was indeed too big. Even Ye Huo's treatment had a magical effect, he finally healed Fati's trauma when Ye Huo lost more than 30 treatments and felt that more than half of the divine power in his body was consumed.

However, the internal damage caused by the spear of thunder and lightning is more than the trauma to the eyes, so if you want Fati to recover completely, I'm afraid Ye Huo will work harder.

In the face of Yeho's magical holy light, even Fati couldn't help showing a shocked expression. As a dragon, his recovery ability is absolutely strong. But his injury was indeed heavier this time, so it is estimated that it is impossible for him to return to his prime in about half a year.

But he never thought that under Ye Huo's treatment, his seemingly terrible wound would heal in an instant. And the internal organs injured by the spear of thunder and lightning were also healing faster than I could believe.

After throwing out more than a dozen treatments again, Ye Huo finally felt that his divine power was exhausted, so he had to stop the plan to continue treatment.

As a legal profession, he knows that once the divine power in his body is exhausted, he will enter a period of weakness. At this time, the recovery of his divine power will be much slower, so he must leave some introductions.

However, Ye Huo is not worried about the recovery of his divine power. He has the staff of creatures and the art of prayer. At the most tomorrow noon, he will definitely be able to recover to the best state, and Fati will definitely be completely cured by himself at that time.

Thinking of this, Ye Huo was also a little helpless. If he had mastered the touch of the shepherd god at the seventh level, no matter how serious the injury of the algorithm was, he would definitely be able to heal him in seconds.

Finally, Ye Huo threw a prayer spell at Fati again and said, "Well, buddy, my strength is almost exhausted, but with the prayer technique, I believe you will recover faster."

After being supported by the prayer technique, Fati was stunned again, because at the moment when the prayer technique was shining, Fati clearly felt that his recovery of both magic power and body had greatly increased! This is faster than my recovery in sleep!

What kind of horrible monster is his own master? How can he have such a heavenly ability? I can feel that my master is only the sixth level. If one day he grows to the eighth level, what kind of ability will he have at that time?

In fact, Ye Huo can clearly feel Fati's idea, but Ye Huo did not choose to explain this point, eighth-order? The eighth-level priest is simply a level of Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death! At that time, I will be able to resist the ninth-order dragon for half a day against the eternal holy light. As for the ninth level, Ye Huo didn't even bother to think about it at all, because the ninth level is still extremely distant to him now. Even if he, an existence without bottlenecks, wants to reach the ninth level if there is no adventure, I'm afraid he will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

He turned to look at Drank and Morazi. At this time, Drank was telling the students to leave here, but his effect was far worse than that of Morazi.

What Morazi wants to be more successful than Drank is that he goes directly to the students and shows them the thunder and lightning in his hand that may explode at any time. In this case, even if Morazi doesn't say anything, these students begin to retreat like a tide! No one wants to make fun of their little life. No matter which minister's son or daughter you are, you can only choose to retreat in the face of the eighth-order Dharma saint, because the big fist will always hold the truth! This truth works anywhere.