Before Piao Wu could answer, Piao Mirage hurriedly replied: "Absolutely not! The forbidden spell is powerful and difficult to control, and it is likely to destroy the 'White Mist Array', and when the time comes, if I want to save my mother, I really can't help it." ”

The Elven Queen reproached indignantly, "Hear me! If you can't use the forbidden spell, even if everything you say is true, what's the use?"

These words are undoubtedly reprimanding Piao Wuxian for "saying it in vain", but Piao Wuxian did not get angry when he heard it, but replied indifferently: "How can it be useless?"

"Didn't you say that the magic level is not enough?" the Elf Queen asked rhetorically, not to be outdone, "And above the high-level fire magic, isn't it a forbidden spell?"

"Well said!" Piao Wuji exclaimed, "Grandmother, the reason why the forbidden spell has been made many times more powerful by high-level magic is that in addition to the significant increase in quantity, in fact, the main thing is the improvement of 'quality'. ”

Everyone felt as if they had caught something, but they couldn't fully understand it for a while, so everyone, including the elf queen, no longer questioned it, but cast an eager and knowledgeable gaze at the drifting away.

Seeing this, he had to continue to ask in a reminding manner: "Do you think that in the black mist, the flame we see is a forbidden spell?"

"It can't be a forbidden spell!" many people rejected in unison.

"Why?" asked Drift Vanity, repeating his efforts.

"How could a forbidden spell be contained but not issued? If it was really a forbidden spell, it would have erupted a long time ago, wiping out all the black mist and lonely souls and wild ghosts. The Elven Queen replied in a firm tone.

Drifting Trace stopped talking, just cast a fireball technique, but Driftless Trace's spiritual power is so powerful, although it is only a low-level magic, but the power is many times that of others, so hundreds of fireballs appeared at once, and each fireball looked extraordinary.

The elven clan masters were stunned, because they had already felt that the low-level fire magic of Drifting Without a Trace was different from the one performed by others in terms of "quality".

However, the improvement of "quality" mentioned by Piaowu is by no means more than this. In fact, this low-level fire magic was just randomly cast without a trace. Next, floating without a trace, hundreds of fireballs were constantly gathered, and hundreds of fireballs were about to be squeezed into one place......

"Ah............h

Immediately, all the elven clan masters exclaimed as if they had exploded. Because, this fire element is the most manic, a bad control will explode, although this is only a primary magic, but floating without a trace but summoned hundreds at once, in fact, ordinary people can summon more than five, that is a rare genius. Therefore, if these hundreds of fireballs were squeezed and suddenly exploded, the power should not be underestimated.

Just when the elven clan masters were about to withdraw and fly away, keeping a safe enough distance from the crazy young man who was out of tune, a scene that surprised everyone appeared......

Drifting out of sight, he squeezed hundreds of fireballs into one place, but the expected explosion did not occur. Drifting Trail is very delicately controlled, and it is quite perfect to fuse hundreds of fireballs together. So, suddenly, a huge fireball appeared in the white mist, like the sun falling on the earth.

However, the shocking action of floating without a trace did not stop there, only to see that under the precise control of its powerful spiritual power, the huge fireball continued to shrink......

"Damn! this kid must be crazy!" Although only a few elven masters scolded regardless of their image, all the elven masters did not hesitate to pull out their feet and run wildly, using the fastest speed to open a long enough distance between them and someone.

To take a not very appropriate example, the act of fusing the fireball without a trace is equivalent to mixing*, although it is extremely dangerous, but if you are careful, it may not necessarily happen. And now, the act of squeezing the fireball without a trace, which is violently rubbing and mixing*, is almost as crazy as throwing sparks into the * pile. Unless it is damp, the consequences are really unimaginable!Therefore, for the sake of their own safety, the elven masters retreated in a hurry.

Drifting without a trace was compressed extremely carefully, so the big explosion expected by the elven masters did not appear. Half a cup of tea, the huge fireball was only the size of a skull, but the coercion contained in it increased exponentially. Originally, the elven masters thought that the level of high-level magic should be the limit, but at this moment, the skull-sized fireball had exceeded the limit. The elven masters had already keenly sensed the extreme danger from it, and only the magic of the forbidden spell or beyond the forbidden spell could give them such a feeling. But can elementary magic really turn into a forbidden spell?

"Isn't it strange to you that just a small ball of fire can give people the illusion of a 'forbidden curse'?"

Although he asked lightly, the elven clan masters nodded again and again when they heard it, and even those who were anxious couldn't help but urge: "Tell me quickly, what the hell is going on?"

"Actually, in terms of power, this fireball is still far from the 'forbidden spell'. "However, after high-intensity compression and refinement, this is only a 'fireball' of primary magic, and in terms of 'quality' alone, it has reached or even slightly surpassed the level of forbidden spells. ”

"You're saying that this fireball is actually equivalent to a mass of forbidden spell fire?" asked an elven master suspiciously.

Seeing that there was no trace and nodded, a master of the elf clan suddenly said: "No wonder, we will feel the danger unique to the forbidden spell from it. ”

Drifting without a trace, he didn't speak again, but just dodged and rushed towards an already extremely thick black mist. Strange to say, this time, without a trace of punches and kicks, the black mist dispersed on its own, and avoided the fireball in his hand with some fear.

"Hey...... If you want to hide, how can it be so easy?" With a cold snort, he grabbed a cloud of black mist in the air with one move, and then smashed it into the fireball without hesitation......

At this moment, the hearts of all the elven clan masters were raised to their throats. Because, from the reaction of the black fog's active avoidance, it is not difficult for the elf clan masters to see that the method of improving the "quality" without a trace is extremely effective. To put it simply, this strange and unpredictable "evil black mist" may really be completely incinerated by a fireball that has been compressed countless times. Now, the elven masters have seen hope, and it is precisely because they have seen hope that they will be extremely nervous at the moment when the answer is about to be revealed!