"If I told you it was an accident, would you believe me?" Johnson asked calmly, standing in front of Ouyang Dao.

"It doesn't matter if I believe it or not, what matters is what I believe," Ouyang said, his face filled with long-lost magic. In order to ensure the accuracy of the disguise, Ouyang Dao used internal information with the smell of the sea that had been hidden for months, from the corpse's former owner, Ryan Aragorn.

Ouyang Dao had three auras on his body, the weakest of which came from the hunter's code, which combined the changes in this technique with the blue-gray aura produced during the priesthood of Poseidon.

The second is the latest Ouyang Dao practice deep siphon, although the time is not long, Ouyang Dao is not very hard, but with the blessing of all aspects, it ranks second. The most powerful is the power from the Sameness, which provides Ouyang Dao with a colorless interior, from everything related to him, and it occupies the vast majority of Ouyang Dao's realm.

The mysterious blue-gray internal game only has its second stage, but under Ouyang Dao's control, a part of the colorless internal game combines with it and becomes a light blue powerful internal game.

In the process, Ouyang Dao's Yan Kingdom shook slightly, cracking some wounds, and then quickly healed. The transformation and use of the colorless interior is not covered by the original oneness, unlike Ouyang Dao's distorted oneness, which is nothing more than the indoor creation of two people, because it comes from the same person, there is almost no damage.

It is completely incomparable with the colorless internal information of the hundred rivers that Ouyang Dahai received. Ouyang Dao, a sweet mouth, had just recovered from his injury, and if he didn't have a strong physical fitness, it would be just enough to seriously injure Ouyang Dao.

The transformation and utilization of inner breath is a problem that Ouyang Dao needs to think about in the future. The power of his own cultivation and the power of the unity of all things cannot be compared, and turning it into his own power will only make it weaker. But even that faint blue breath, weakened by the transformation, produced a force that made Johnson desperate.

A huge overwhelming force, like the ocean, deep, quiet, but can crush everything. Johnson's only feeling is that he could be torn apart at any moment, that the means and power he relied on were meaningless, that even the most skillful and varied qualities could only delay his defeat, and that the end result could not be changed.

"Rationally, you'd better give up, because I don't know if you'll survive this move," Ouyang said with a smile, determined to kill. Johnson, unaware of the intent to kill, and unaware of the intent to kill, knew he would never be killed, and decided to fight back, or at least later, say to himself, I've done my best.

Bang! Inside the wall, there was hidden the light of a phalanx, Ouyang Dao was familiar with, from Protestantism, this phalanx strengthened Johnson's power, revealing that he was the great octopus Jiboga, who had known him once. In another place, the sacrificial platform in front of Ouyang Dao lit up, and Johnson's voice was soft, almost chanting.

It is a mystical language of power, originating in the ancient languages of elves and dragons, created by a mage named Tuzan in the third century. This language can harness all levels of power, almost all powers, as a basic skill for mages, although not as powerful as the specific language corresponding to the power of each dimension, but in a comprehensive way.

The phalanx in front of Ouyang Dao, accompanied by Johnson's prayers, exuded a familiar aura of Ouyang Dao, and these old gods were called Poseidon. This time gauze Nicholas's reaction, in Ouyang Dao's memory, this one has a very simple image: who is staring at who is pregnant.

Gauze Nikolai itself conceived the meaning of all things, in the past, the spiritual game, created thirty-seven generations of primitive, with genetic optimization, the future is infinite second. Speaking of Nicholas, Ouyang Dao was naughty on the inside, but on the outside, he strengthened his strength under the summons of Poseidon.

Finally, Johnson's ruse comes from a strange bronze bell on his body, and with a vague sound, Johnson's body becomes illusory and unfathomable, as if it has stepped out of the material world.

Ouyang Dao felt that he had a feeling of transformation of life and death, a ghostly feeling, but he didn't know what was going on. Johnson quietly strengthened himself, and his tactics made Ouyang Dao nervous, and he might not be able to withstand the blow. So, in order to make sure that punch didn't kill Johnson, Ouyang Dao had to apologize.

One of his punches could cause a flood. After a sincere apology, Ouyang Dao did not gain strength, but threw a fist at the imaginary Johnson, who knelt in front of the phalanx and begged the sea god to give him strength to resist. Ouyang Dao sighed at this, but did not stop, and hit Johnson directly, in an instant, the sacrificial phalanx hall sank directly, Johnson looked at the attacking fist, Poseidon, what he gave back did not work at all.

Just as he was desperately waiting for death, a white arm suddenly appeared in front of him, and Ouyang Dao's fist hit his arm hard, causing a huge splash. Burst! Ouyang Dao's energy was completely blocked, and the dissipated energy turned into a surfing wave, flooding the entire Wizard Tower. In the deep blue waves, the mysterious visitors laugh relaxedly.

"You two don't seem to know much about religion," Ouyang Dao said with a frown at a fair-skinned young man with a well-proportioned figure. The young man had been soaked in water for a long time, his whole body was swollen and white, and his hair was braided and tied on his face. He wears a coat, but his fitted teal clothes are clearly visible through the seams. A member of Poseidon the god of the sea, there is no doubt that at least at the height of his power, was a legend.

Ouyang Dao stepped back and waved at Amos and his men, who were nothing more than a dish, facing a man who had reached the legendary peak of his career. The young man turned his back to Emmes and saluted Johnson. "My son, I'm Lokhemus, thank you for coming," Johnson smiled wryly.

He saw that Ouyang Dao was not in good health, but Roque's appearance was not good news for him. If you are killed or sacrificed, you will have to live at least a little longer. Before Johnson could speak, Roque tied it up, the current was a straitjacket, and the ocean was a cage. For Roque, staying in a magic tower filled with water is the best battleground. Ouyang Dao looked at Roque, his eyebrows tightened, the worst-case scenario was that Poseidon appeared, and he was very strong.

"It's been a long time, brother of the Hidden Wise Man," Roque said, nodding his head, indicating his innocence to Ouyang Dao. Ouyang Dao, that wise man? What kind of organization is this? After all these years, is he finally going to be treated? "But now that my God has gone into a deep sleep, for you to keep the past asking

Isn't that a bit out of place?" Luo Ke said sternly, Ouyang Dao was stunned for a moment, and put on an aggressive look.

There is no doubt that he knows the main treatments, how it is possible to meet him, the final or the fight. Ouyang Dao made a gesture, and Roque sighed. "Okay, okay, let's settle your misunderstanding, and then we'll talk about the rest," Roque said, his body disappearing into the water, leaving only a coat floating in the blue light. Ouyang Dao looked in a trance, but before he could get ready, an aqua blue fist appeared from behind and hit the back of his head.

"Wake up, now is not the time for us to kill each other," Roque said in an exasperated tone, as serious as if he were a warrior to save the world, and Ouyang Dao was a misguided villain destined to rebel. Ouyang Dao didn't know what was going on, and without saying a word, Luo Ke saw his silence with a look of relief and gratitude on his face. Ouyang Dao felt a chill in his heart, but he didn't talk nonsense, because the misunderstanding might surprise him. Seeing that he was silent again, Luo Ke's face became serious again, and he flashed in the water and shook his head at Ouyang Dao. "I'll wake you up!"

Roque vanished, and again, without Ouyang Dao realizing it, Roque's fist hit the back of Ouyang Dao's head.

"Idiot, don't wake up!" Ouyang Dao was a cold-blooded animal, although it didn't hurt to fight, he still showed a confused and dazed expression, and after a few observations, he already had some confidence in Roque's mobile phone method.

"How can we, the hatred of the past, let go?" Ouyang said to stop, water, eyes. Bang! In the creek, a half-human, half-water element appeared, and the top of the skull turned into a portrait of Roque, who looked at Ouyang happily and said, "I know, I know, the past hatred is unforgivable, but new friendships can be deepened," he said.

"Brother of the Hidden Wise Man, through the trial of Poseidon and the Hidden Idler, I want to renew a low-level contract with you, a past ritual, through strange grace, you and I have recreated the legend of the past" Roque raised his voice, and Ouyang Tao looked at him suspiciously. At the same time, he felt that the list given to him by Roch did not seem to have come up with it himself. Ouyang Dao said tentatively: "You are so capable," Narcissus Roque paused for a moment, and then plucked up his courage, without the slightest sign of timidity, just closed his chattering mouth and didn't say a word.

Bang! The element of water burst open, and in Ouyang Dao's opinion, a wave of aquamarine-like energy suddenly surged from the water flow around him, sweeping along the water channel behind him, and when the water flow condensed, a confused Ouyang Dao threw a heavy punch that hit him as he gathered together. The water crackled, and Ouyang Dao punched hard. It was Roque's cold eyes that saw his face.

Bang, bang, bang! Ouyang threw four punches, each punch struck the water in all directions, but Roque's face was still like that.

Ouyang Dao followed him and used Roque to break the flow of water, but Roque was broken a second later, and then his intact body appeared in the current.

"Actually, it's me," Roque said, and Ouyang Dao punched him again. This time, Roque didn't stand at Ouyang Dao's feet, but his voice spread all around. "Just now I wanted to ask you, aren't you one of the hidden wisdom, even if you don't know the hidden wisdom?"