“……”

In the clear milky white space, the man who seemed to be still and frozen floated, his slightly long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The next second, the Adam's apple, slowly squirming, opened his eyes.

"Knock ......"

The sound of the ancient clock drifting by his side rang, making his vague thoughts suddenly condense, and the confusion in his eyes suddenly turned into a knife-like sharpness, scraping in all directions, and the anger was soaring.

"Don't get excited."

A meteor swept across the square clock beside Wu Wenxu, as if time had been stopped, the whole world became still, and an old man sitting upright appeared on the clock, it was none other than the Holy Eleven, Time Guardian Kiran.

"Poor little one, do you know that your body is all broken?"

Wu Wenxu subconsciously raised his hand, but found that his palm had turned into countless fine dust, and his entire right hand had disappeared like weathering.

But Wu Wenxu didn't feel the pain at all, obviously one hand disappeared, as if it had nothing to do with him at all.

"Don't be surprised, I stopped time at the last moment before you died, now you can only exist in my sanctuary, to be precise, you are dead."

With Kieran's words, the weathered powder actually re-condensed to Wu Wenxu's wrist, and the right hand that had disappeared returned to its original state again.

"Please save me, I'm going to kill Ryze."

Wu Wenxu gritted his teeth, sonorous and powerful.

Wu Wenxu knew very well that if he was killed by Ruiz, the Thirteen White Knights and all the forces in the north would inevitably be surrounded and suppressed by the enemy at this moment, and in a few moments, the Thirteen White Knights would be wiped out.

"Hahahaha......"

Kieran hadn't laughed for a long time, and his powerful spiritual power caused a swirling turbulence in the space, and many clocks collided together, making a strange loud and low sound.

"Bring you to life? You're dead, really when I'm a god......"

"Is that ......?"

Wu Wenxu lowered his head gloomily, if the physical body could not be restored, the remaining consciousness would be meaningless, and now he could not feel any fluctuations in magic power, and he was completely a shell carved by wind and sand.

Seeing Wu Wenxu's disappointed appearance, Kieran put away his smile and said slowly: "If I can turn back my time for you half an hour ago, you and Caterina can come back from the dead." ”

"It's a pity to set back time, I don't have this ability."

"Then you ......, ah!"

Wu Wenxu tried to restrain his anger, and he always felt that this old man had something to do.

"Hahaha."

"Wu Wenxu, do you know that the problem that has plagued the old man's spirit for hundreds of years can only be solved because of you, if it weren't for you, I would still be a crazy bad old man now."

In front of Kieran's eyes, a grain of golden gravel appeared.

The sand, a thousand times more dazzling than gold, bursts into mysterious streamers.

"Sands of Time!"

"The old man must thank you, because of you, let the old man cure the mentally crippled disease, and also want the old man to reach a higher peak, as a thank you, the old man will be considered self-destructive, and he will definitely help you."

"Old thing, if you let me appear earlier, it will be over, listening to your ink and ink until now, the emperor's ears are calloused."

The sound coming out of the gravel made Wu Wenxu's soul tremble fiercely!

This voice, this familiar voice......

The seventh forbidden spell in the world - the sand of time.

A tiny figure gradually appeared in the gravel, and the figure continued to expand in Wu Wenxu's violently contracted pupils, the man was wearing a gentleman's black high hat, a white tuxedo elegant and dignified, and his blonde hair was like a waterfall falling to his waist.

The blurred outline of his face began to become clear, and his hard, handsome face, as well as his golden and vast pupils, were the most elegant existence in the world that Wu Wenxu would never forget!

"You ...... guy"

The lord burst into tears.

The Thirteen White Knights on the Plain of Mayne were caught in an unprecedented fierce battle.

"Ahh

"Stinky, there is a kind that if you don't kill Lao Tzu, as long as Lao Tzu survives, I will definitely call you my daughter-in-law!"

The killing intent in the eyes of the dragon-blooded martial artist Shivana was even stronger, and she said angrily: "Shameless, I will abolish your right hand again immediately!" ”

Stegroner's left hand turned into an incomparably distorted shape, the bones were not only broken, but also two phalanges pierced through the palm surface and protruded, except for the twitching eyebrows, Stegroner seemed to feel no pain.

He completely underestimated the woman in front of him, her strength after dragon transformation was five times that of himself, at least reaching the fourteenth order of magic power, if he hit it hard, there was only one way to die.

"Get out of here!"

In addition to this crazy woman in front of him, there were also the constantly harassing Dragoon Rui and Demacian soldiers behind him, and Stegrona's steely body, bleeding profusely, and his body was already completely skinless.

Shivana's dragon claws swooped down again.

The narrow space made it impossible for Steigrona to dodge, so he picked up a land dragon in his arms and smashed the wailing land dragon at Shivana.

"Whew!"

Dragon Blood Wu Ji didn't even blink her eyelids, her body actually shuttled directly through the huge and heavy Lu Xing Dragon, and the bloody liver and dragon intestines were directly burned by the flames.

Shivana smiled cruelly at her lips.

Look where you run, the rude, vulgar man has no way out, she will pick up his head, let her nails penetrate into the cerebral marrow, squeeze out his cerebral fluid, and make him die in agony.

"Yikes!"

Shivana was shocked because Steigroner actually raised his right fist, isn't this guy ready to run away and want to have another hard fight with himself?

Hmph, but it doesn't matter, this idiot with cotton in his head, he should be very aware of the consequences of resisting himself, since this is the case, let him die happily as he wishes!

"O woman! Listen up! ”

"I am the head of the Thirteen White Knights, the continuation of the golden spirit of the Giant God Peak, and I am the first in line to the throne Steagron!"

Steigroner threw his fist with all his might, he closed his eyes and shouted, "Master, I'm coming!" ”

"Boom!"

A terrifying, devastating wind swept up in front of Stegroner's fist, rushing up to cut off Stegroner's soldiers, flying upside down like a sea of crackling bones and wailing.

“……”

"Huh, huh?"

Steagroner opened his eyes hesitantly, thinking that he was dreaming, mother, why didn't he feel anything from his fist, and the terrible impact just now didn't seem to be caused by himself, right?

Dragon-blooded Warrior Ji Sivana, her lips seemed to have lost blood, and she was pale and white.

The dragon claw she was proud of, after being grabbed by a hand, completely lost all her strength, except in front of the Holy Ten, she had never felt so small, she was very convinced, the man who suddenly appeared in front of her, wanted to kill her between raising his hand.

"Ricky, old bald donkey, where is it!"

A soul-shaking shout spread throughout the plains of Mayne.

The magic carried in this familiar voice has reached the Holy Stage!