Chapter 111: Realm Spirits
Hua Fengyan nodded:
"In this case, we must start with the moon god first, as long as we get rid of him, the demon clan will be in chaos. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Xuan Lao smiled faintly:
"Capture the thief and capture the king first, the moon god is naturally the primary target, but there is one more person...... Not to be underestimated. β
Hua Fengyan frowned lightly and looked at him suspiciously:
"And one ......?"
The mask on the right side of his face was covered with shadows, and Xuan Lao squinted his eyes slightly, as if recalling a long past, and a cold chill gradually overflowed under his eyes:
"Three hundred years ago, the demon clan was not the only one who dominated the moon god, although that person always stood behind him, and the light converged, but it still could not be ignored. β
"For so many years since the Holy War, the thing I regret the most is that although I killed the moon god in the first place, I let this person escape...... If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have these troubles now......"
Hua Fengyan frowned:
"Grandpa, who is this person you are talking about?"
With white hair like snow, and half of the mask on the right side of his face glowing with cold light, Xuan Lao took a slight breath, and his voice was cold and low:
"If the Moon God is the king of the Wind Realm, then this person is a genius in the realm of enchantment, and the spells he creates, whether it is an enchantment or a magic circle, are undoubtedly unique in the world......
β...... Enchantment?"
Xuan Lao nodded:
"Yes, the strongest enchantment sorcerer in the world, we call him the 'Realm Spirit'. β
Hua Fengyan's eyes revealed surprise:
"The strongest, Rannoye is also the best among the enchantment magicians, how does it compare to him?"
Xuan Lao slowly shook his head:
"Far from ...... In other words, there is no comparison at all, the enchantment technique of the realm spirit has always been unconventional, mysterious and strange, and cannot be regarded as common sense. Although he has always been sharp and restrained, living in the shadows, but quick thinking, scheming, as long as he is there, the moon god is like a tiger with wings, three hundred years ago the demon clan swept thousands of armies, Ellen is defeated and retreated, and he is inseparable. β
"In addition to the moon god in the demon clan, there is such a genius......"
Xuan Lao narrowed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice:
"Life and death, time and spaceβthe four most difficult forbidden spells in the world to master, and legend has it that these four spells are controlled by divine power and can only be controlled by gods or their descendants. In just three hundred years...... I really couldn't have imagined that he would be able to develop a resurrection array that breaks through the limits of life and death in such a short period of time, and forcibly summon the moon god from hell......"
The white-haired, old face was ravine, as if he remembered something, Xuan Lao sighed deeply, and his face became very ugly:
"The Moon God and the Spirit of the Realm...... None of these brothers are fuel-efficient lamps. β
Hua Fengyan frowned lightly, gently grabbed Xuan Lao's sleeves, and a pair of crimson eyes revealed firmness and perseverance:
"Grandpa, don't worry, no matter how many demons there are, these two people are only worth paying attention to, and in Erenis, the name of our twelve holy angels is not for nothing. β
Xuan Lao looked at her and slowly shook his head:
"Yan'er, it's not grandpa pouring cold water, the long years of peace have made you live in a greenhouse since you were a child, you have not experienced wind and rain, and you have almost no actual combat experience...... In terms of strength, the twelve holy angels of this generation are difficult to defeat the moon god, and in terms of scheming, you are not the opponent of the realm spirits. β
"Then are we just going to sit and let people slaughter us?"
Her hands clenched a little bit, and Hua Fengyan was a little anxious.
Xuan Lao sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed Hua Fengyan's hair soothingly:
"It's been three hundred years, and Grandpa and the elders of the Elders' Pavilion have not lived in vain. We have been expecting this day for a long time, and we have been preparing for this day all these years. β
Hua Fengyan looked up at him, her eyes were shining:
"Grandpa, what can I do?"
Xuan Lao looked at her with a serious expression:
"First of all, internally, you need to further expand and cultivate elites, I hope that every guard of Ellens can master the daylight as much as possible, and externally, continue to carry out the work of purging and sweeping the various demon strongholds of Galandelle. β
"Secondly," Xuan Lao's expression was serious, and a pair of ice blue eyes shone brightly, "convey to the Twelve Holy Angels, from now on enter a state of alert, and let Rosenbe's laid-back guys cheer me up." β
"The elders of the Elders' Pavilion who participated in the Holy War three hundred years ago will conduct one-on-one combat drills for you. The information of the important figures of the demon clan, such as the moon god and the realm spirit, will be distributed to you one by one, how to deal with various situations such as group battles and battles, and the methods of refining the holy light to perfection during the day will also be taught one by one. β
Xuan Lao looked at Hua Fengyan and said seriously:
"Yan'er, from now on, it's not the time to fall in love, whether it's you or Qingxue Mirror, you have to be ready to go to war at any time, do you understand?"
Hua Fengyan respectfully bowed her head:
"Understood. β
After a slight pause, Hua Fengyan looked at Xuan Lao, frowning slightly:
"Grandpa, although it is good to increase the strength and combat effectiveness of yourself in a short period of time, I am afraid that this alone is not enough......"
Xuan Lao smiled:
"Naturally, it's not enough, you just have to take care of these, and grandpa has his own plans for the rest. And, don't forget, even if you have to, we have the Spiral Tower. β
Hua Fengyan was stunned and looked at him with some puzzlement.
Xuan Lao looked at her, smiled faintly, and his eyes revealed a touch of incomprehensibility:
"Among the criminals who have been imprisoned for thousands of years in the Spiral Tower, I am afraid that there are not a few who want to atone for their crimes?"
Hua Fengyan's eyes flashed, and a smile rose on her lips, which was meaningful:
"I see. β
With the beginning of autumn, the grass and trees are a lot sluggish. The weather is getting colder and the sky is getting later and later.
Early morning.
The sky was still chaotic and gloomy, the stars twinkled quietly from the depths of the sky, and a faint whiteness of the fish belly appeared on the horizon.
The enormous green canopy swayed in the wind, and a few broad leaves broke away from the branches and swirled towards the light-scorched valley floor.
The thick and slender branches of the sacred tree stretched out in all directions like a road in the sky, and the houses on it stood with light and shadow.
The lanterns under the eaves are scorching, and the silver-white mandalas are elegant and gorgeous, spreading over the orange and red lampshades.
Her white fingers flipped through a heavy book.
The short dark purple hair hung down from his ears, and the young man looked down at the book in his hand, holding a pen from time to time to draw dots.
On the table is a pot of white flower branches, pure white flowers bloom quietly on the pitch-black branches, and a small flame burns in the center of the flower, shining with a warm light.
The room was quiet, and incense rose.
As if the calm lake surface was disturbed, silently, the air twisted and fluctuated slightly, and a transparent vortex quietly appeared.
Silver bells jingle.
Chestnut hair is draped over the shoulders, the white skirt is lightly brushed, and the snow-white fluff is warm and soft with a faint glow.
A girl quietly appears in the whirlpool.
Bang!
"Wow-"
In the next second, her feet were crooked, and the girl lost her balance and fell forward in all directions, and the whole person fell to the ground in embarrassment, like a big toad that clumsily preyed, and made a strange scream in her mouth.
The short dark purple hair hung lightly, and the young man looked accustomed to it, his eyes did not squint, he still flipped through the book in his hand, and his voice was faint:
"You have to play so thrilling every day?"