"Hello, my name is Nilbas Gracia."

Hearing Nilbas's self-introduction, Xilan raised his eyebrows, although he was curious about how Nilbas managed to become such a special existence, but he also knew that this might poke the other party's pain, so he didn't ask, after all, no priest can tolerate the evil power in his body, especially the descendant of Shapiro, one of the five sages.

"My name is Xilan." Xilan stretched out his hand and shook Nilbas, just a touch of him could feel the extraordinaryness of Nilbas, this priesthood with evil power gave him the feeling of a sleeping lion, in terms of strength was probably enough to match him.

Especially when Nilbas looked so young, Xilan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the current young people were really more than a demon, and it was even more incomprehensible that these demon-like existences were inextricably linked with Xiuzhe.

What is it about Xiu Zhe that attracts these strong people of the younger generation to get along so well with him?

"Nilbas, go back, I don't need your help for the time being, you should go back to see your sister after being missing for many years."

Xiu Zhe said as he swiped his fingers to cut through the space, and Nilbas withdrew the hand he was holding with Xilan and nodded solemnly to Xiu Zhe.

"Thank you."

The sincere gratitude in Nierbas's eyes was seen by Xiu Zhe, Xiu Zhe just waved his hand, although Nierbas was not good at words, Xiu Zhe knew that this person was a hearty man who would repay his kindness, and he was also his life-saving benefactor from a certain point of view, and Nierbas would not fail to repay this kindness.

Seeing Nilbas leave, when the spatial crack disappeared, Xiu Zhe took off his mask and looked at Xi Lan and said, "We should also be ready to uncover the mystery of the purple-robed man, and when the time comes, the battle will be inevitable, you have no problem, right?" ”

Seeing this, Xiu Zhe smiled and cut through the space to set the time point as the day of the evil dragon Spitz's crusade.

Without much nonsense, Xiu Zhe stepped into the gate of time and space and disappeared in front of Xi Lan, who also followed side by side with Lydia.

Even a person of Xi Lan's level couldn't help but shudder in the dark elf graveyard, but for Xiu Zhe, this was simply heaven, and the slightest stagnation when he was in this place to invoke the power of ghosts and gods disappeared.

Hearing Spitz's mournful cry before he died, Xiu Zhe raised his eyebrows, and the time period he chose seemed to be a little late.

But since Xiu Zhe didn't want to use his power to travel through time and space again, anyway, Turce was killed on the way back to the Dark City after Spitz really died, so he still had some time.

"Follow me." Xiu Zhe greeted, took out the Meteor Meteor Knife from the storage bag, stepped on the blade, and flew quickly towards the right hand of the three of them, and Lydia and Xilan also quickly followed.

Xiu Zhe's speed was so fast that he even had to let Xi Lan use his swordsmanship with all his might to barely keep up, and the three of them were just in time for the moment when the purple-robed man killed Turce and destroyed the corpse.

Feeling that another familiar aura was rapidly approaching here, Xiu Zhe only thought for a moment before recalling the owner of this breath.

"Minette? ...”

Seeing the purple-robed man walking towards the crack in another dimension, Xiu Zhe grabbed the arms of Xilan and Lydia, and teleported the two of them to a distance of 700 meters, and disappeared behind the purple-robed man while the crack in the other dimension had not yet closed

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Feeling that his body was obviously sinking, the scene in front of the three of them changed abruptly, Xiu Zhe looked at the boundless darkness and the purple hexagonal floor tiles under his feet in surprise.

Isn't that the space that Memet creates? Could it be that there is any connection between the purple-robed man and Memet?

"You're still here, and you seem to have gained Bakar's power?" The purple-robed man slowly turned his head and said, and her voice, who didn't seem to want to run anymore, gradually made the three Xiu Zhe hear that it was a woman.

"Isn't all this thanks to you?"

Hearing Xiu Zhe's words containing cold murderous intent, bursts of ethereal and crisp women's laughter came out from under the hood of the purple-robed man, while Xi Lan looked at the purple-robed man with wide eyes in disbelief, this voice could be said to be very familiar to him.

"Alice?!"

Hearing Xi Lan's exclamation, the purple-robed man slowly pulled his hood behind him and turned around.

Long purple hair, eyes as bright as rubies, and delicate facial features are all beautiful women that Xi Lan has dreamed of in her sleep for many years.

"Why wasn't I surprised in the slightest?" Xiu Zhe said calmly, a long time ago, Xiu Zhe knew that this self-proclaimed "Eulogist" bard Alice was not simple, and after many battles with the purple-robed man, Alice also became the first suspect in Xiu Zhe's heart.

"For. Why? Xi Lan's right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword hanging from his waist, trembled slightly, and muttered, the person who was standing in front of him was actually the culprit who had caused countless tragedies, which made Xi Lan's sword heart that he had insisted on for many years shaken a little.

Xiu Zhe saw Xi Lan's abnormality, and with the eye of the soul, he could clearly feel that Xi Lan's battle intent was gradually fading, and even felt that Xi Lan had a trace of escape at this moment.

"Stand back, you won't be able to participate in the rest of the battle." Xiu Zhe glanced at Xi Lan and said coldly, he didn't care what kind of feelings Xi Lan had for Alice, he only knew that he was bound to inflict the most cruel punishment on Alice in the world.

Alice kept smiling, I have to say that this soulless woman is not inferior to Shalan in terms of appearance and temperament, but for Xiu Zhe, the skin is the most useless thing in this world.

Even Alice, who is as beautiful as a fairy, will not let Xiu Zhe have the slightest soft-heartedness.

"Why? Of course, it was to create a sharp weapon that could pierce the heart of the apostle. Alice chuckled without a hint of guilt, and a visible light flashed through her red eyes as her words fell.

"I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense here." The murderous intent in Xiu Zhe's eyes burst out, and the magic sword Apophis had already fallen into his left hand, and at the same time, Xiu Zhe's ghost hand raised and clenched it hard.

Lydia's body was sucked into the ninth inscription on the ghost hand's arm, red, green, ice blue, red, purple, a large array of five colors with a diameter of about 10,000 meters spread under his feet with Xiu Zhe as the center of the circle.

The thousand-meter-long ice dragon and the flame dragon instantly condensed and attacked Alice, Xiu Zhe didn't have any idea of warming up, and at the beginning, he used the power of the ghosts and gods with all his strength, and even took out the power of the Rakshasa of the plague that had been hidden.

Alice turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, but Xiu Zhe's invincible power of extreme ice was still a little unsightly in front of Alice.

The polar ice that enveloped Alice exploded into ice chips in the blink of an eye, revealing Saa, John, and Law

The extreme ice of the brake power was dissolved so easily, but the corners of Xiu Zhe's mouth rose up to reveal an evil smile.

Wouldn't it be a lot less fun if Alice was killed by a trick?!

"Even with the power of the Nine Great Ghosts and Gods and the Two Great Apostles, you still make me feel a little disappointed." As Alice spoke, a lute-like instrument appeared in front of her.

"Concerto Prologue, Creation."

A flat voice came out of Alice's mouth, and as she plucked the strings, millions of wooden dolls crawled out from under the hexagonal purple floor tiles, Xiu Zhe only glanced at it and saw that some of the puppets were holding swords, and some of the fists were glowing with golden light, thinking that these puppets would also use some cultivators' tricks.

The Ice Dragon and the Flame Dragon smashed countless dolls into sawdust, but the seemingly weak puppets were numerically able to block the two dragons condensed by the power of Saya and John.

The puppet created by Alice can last for at least two or three seconds under the five-color array, but it can't escape the fate of being destroyed by the power of the three ghosts and gods: Saya, John, and Rakshasa .

"Concerto Second Movement, Annihilation." Alice's tone was still emotionless, but her hand on the strings moved much faster.

As the genre changes from slow to abrupt, the puppet explodes and blasts the ice dragon into ice chips, and the fire dragon is swallowed up by the impact of the explosion and disappears.

Xiu Zhe was also affected a little, after all, the dolls created by Alice are everywhere, but these impacts are blocked by Kaija, who is haunting Xiu Zhe's body.

As for Xilan, nothing happened, as if Alice didn't want to do anything to him as a spectator.

"I see, some people like to hide in the back and send puppets like you to die."

Xiu Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of disdain on his face, and after a short confrontation, he had sensed who the person behind Alice was.

"Concerto Third Movement, Wrath of God."

The music changed again, and Alice slowly rose into the air, and her purple hair fluttered.

The dark sky seemed to be torn apart, and the lightning as thick as a century-old tree slashed down, and its density made it impossible for Xiu Zhe to avoid it.

"If that's all you have, I think you'd better come yourself, Herder!"

Xiu Zhe let out a loud shout, and the dark purple armor instantly formed to envelop his body.

Completely ignoring the lightning strike, Xiu Zhe's body moved and rushed towards Alice, and the Apophis in his hand had turned into a six-foot blood sword and slashed at Alice's head.

"Time, in this moment, is meaningless."

Xiu Zhe's voice was like an ancient Sanskrit sound with a sacrosanct and inviolable flavor, and as the words fell, whether it was Alice floating in mid-air, Xi Lan watching the battle, or the lightning splitting from the sky, they all stopped instantly.

The only one who can move is Xiuzhe, which is one of the abilities of Lydia of Divine Punishment, time stands still.

Facing Alice, who is just a puppet, Xiu Zhe doesn't have the slightest idea of leaving her alive to play slowly, he just wants to cut this proud work created by Herder in half now.

When the six-foot blood sword with a humming sound was about to slash at Alice's head, the instrument in Alice's hand actually spun around, and this sudden change made Xiu Zhe's pupils shrink sharply.