Chapter 7: The Might of the Witch Ancestor
Snowy Skyrim, long time gone!
On the back of the crown ice owl, the young man let out a long roar, containing a thick excitement, and the sound wave was transmitted far away, thousands of miles away, there was a 10,000-zhang glacier shattered in response to the sound, and the movement caused by the ice owl to let out a dissatisfied scream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"I'm sorry, old man."
The young man patted the majestic crown of flesh on the head of the ice owl under the seat, and what was transmitted to the touch was not fleshy, but a hard texture like metal.
The crown ice owl shook his head dissatisfied, but he couldn't get rid of the clutches of the young man after all.
At this moment, a different chuckle sounded:
"Brother Huang, you're still the same!"
The young man said without looking back:
"Isn't it, I've been imprisoned by my father for so many years, I've long been suffocated, and I must have a good time this time!"
"You, you, I don't even know how to explain to my father."
"Isn't that easy? Don't forget that you're a celestial now, my dear brother. ā
"With a brother like you, I don't know how long I can maintain my position as a celestial leader?"
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It's done!
A few days later, Lei Chuan opened his eyes again, unable to dissolve the exhaustion, but could not hide the excitement.
In the palms of the spread hands, three imprints were suspended.
Vientiane Seal, an erratic, instantaneous invisible air current, still rubbed at will in the palm of the hand;
Sen Luo Yin, black and white mixed, chaotic gray mudra, black and white are gray, symbolizing the death of living beings, the end of all things;
The Doomsday Seal, the scarlet red, the eerie luster flickering is a burst release of friend and foe.
The "Root Destruction Seal" was constantly improved in Lei Chuan's hands, and in just a few days, the degree of perfection reached 30%, which was almost a small success.
The aura of destruction that shrouded Lei Chuan's body was even stronger, and he had a hunch that if he went down the road of destruction, it was only natural for him to achieve the realm of the "Third Ladder" king.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a dull knock on the door, and a respectful voice came:
"Your Excellency Lei Chuan, I have been sent by the Arena to greet Your Excellency."
Is the time up?
After a little calculation, today is the day to compete with the Marquis of the Apocalypse, if it weren't for the arena to send someone here, he might have missed the competition due to the deduction of the exercises.
In this way, it means that you will lose yourself without a fight, and the record of 910 wins will be canceled!
Without any further delay, Lei Chuan changed his clothes and set off immediately.
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The Marquis of the Apocalypse was born from the Firebird Clan, which is a very different clan. In the northern realm of ice and snow, the frost and snow element is extremely active here, on the contrary, the fire element is greatly suppressed, and the strength of the fire cultivators in the northern realm is greatly restrained, and the combat power of one body is often less than thirty percent.
The Fire Sparrow family is such an outlier, in the northern realm where everyone specializes in ice exercises, it is a rare family of the whole clan to refine the fire system exercises, and even became one of the four major clans of Frost Wolf City under this extreme disadvantage, and the overall strength is second only to the Ice Phoenix Clan, ranking second, and the degree of weirdness can be seen in general.
Lei Chuan is also very interested in this.
After arriving at the arena, there was still more than half an hour before the start of his competition, Lei Chuan was bored and wandered around, and soon he was attracted by an arena.
This is the largest arena in the entire wolf arena, with a capacity of three million people, and it is rarely open to the public on weekdays due to the huge cost of maintaining a large defensive formation.
Listening to the shouts coming from outside the door, Lei Chuan walked in with great interest.
In the center of the huge circular arena, two figures moved rapidly, like two auroras flickering, colliding with each other dozens of times in a short period of time, each time bursting into violent shocks, shaking the entire arena.
The host of the formation is miserable, the battle of this level is the highest damage to the formation, and he must focus on maintaining it at all times, otherwise once it is damaged, he can't afford to bear it.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lei Chuan quickly peeked through the true body of the belligerent.
The two sides of the war, one side is a handsome young man, and the other side is an old man with an extraordinary face, both of whom use the power of frost, and the degree of manipulation is obviously to the stage of gradual transformation.
"No, that old man is stronger!"
The old man's strength was at least twice as strong as that of the young man, and with a single move, the nine ice dragons formed by the condensation of frost roamed all around, activating the blue barrier and blocking the young man's snowy shadows.
"Blizzard Heavy Sword!"
With a crisp sword groan, a hundred feet of cold ice rose from the ground, forming a flowing water sword shape, and with the fingers of the young man's backhand, he slashed towards the old man.
This hand is vaguely stronger than Xue Aojun, and he is a real "second tier" peak powerhouse, and that old man, if the [Exploration] template is not faulty, he is a superior Great Perfection powerhouse, and he is only half a step away from the realm of the false king.
Seeing now, if Lei Chuan didn't know the two, he would really be lonely.
Although there is no intersection, at least the reputation has finally been heard. The young man is the first Frost Wolf City Scattered Cultivator Snow Peer, with a record of nine hundred and sixteen victories; And the old man is the Frost Dragon Witch Ancestor, a hidden powerhouse who has become famous in recent days.
As I saw that day, this old ghost would still hide the realm, and even the system was concealed for a while, so it should be caused by some extremely special secret method.
In this era, the Snow Absolute Monarch was incomparable, and even the Ice Emperor Goddess was not sure of Bi Sheng, but under the attack of the Frost Dragon Witch Clan, it was full of dangers.
The Nine Dragons groaned.
The Frost Dragon Witch Clan did not dodge or dodge, and between his hands, four ice rings bloomed, the ghostly light flickered, and the Nine Dragons Shadow merged into one, shattering the giant sword and slashing in the roar, and blasting the Snow Absolute Monarch away.
When Lei Chuan first came in, it happened to be the time when the Snow Absolute Monarch and the Frost Dragon Witch Ancestor fought against a thousand moves, and the result was that they were defeated with 1,500 moves.
The audience burst into thunderous cheers.
Ginger, after all, is still old and spicy.
After a sigh, Lei Chuan left quietly.
The strength of this Frost Dragon Witch Ancestor is far stronger than that of the original Witch Ce Xuanlong, and it can even be said that killing it is only a matter of a snap, but when the Xuanlong ascends to the sky and becomes a divine dragon, it is already anti-guest.
After a sigh of emotion, Lei Chuan returned to the state of Gujing without waves.
No matter how strong it is? If you don't reach the Fake King Realm, you are still not your opponent, and this senior brother will no longer have a chance to meet with Wu Ce Shenlong, and the barbaric purge is about to begin.
One big war is over, and another is about to take place.
The spectators who came out of the arena had apparently gotten the news in advance, and none of them left, rushing to another arena.
On the arena, Lei Chuan closed his eyes, sat cross-legged and suspended in mid-air, and three palm prints appeared between his hands. Even if the war was about to start, he would not let go of any opportunity to cultivate.
In less than a while, the Marquis of the Apocalypse also entered the arena.
Lei Chuan slowly opened his eyes and looked intently at the Marquis of the Apocalypse.
This is a middle-aged man with long fiery red hair, dressed in a fiery dance robe, and his body is shrouded in fierce flames, but strangely, the flames are not red, but cold blue, and the emitted is not blazing, but extremely cold.
I see!
The corners of Lei Chuan's mouth slowly outlined a smile.
It turns out that this is the reason why the Firebird Clan was able to rank second among the four major clans. It was not an ordinary flame, but an extreme phenomenon that arose from the extreme cold air.
This is the flame that ignites ice and snow.