Distance.

The Ancestor of the Wizard stood silently like this, without sound or shadow, without breath, and his green eyes looked at it like a faint shadow.

But Maureen knew no, not really.

It's not just a shadow.

The Ancestor of the Wizard's green eyes narrowed and became a slender arc, his voice was erratic, it sounded very soft, and it kept changing around him, and his voice was also very strange, I don't know if it was a man or a woman, an old man or a teenager.

"Ancestor of the Wizards!"

"Ancestor of the Wizards!"

Dadav and Gegra, who were manipulating the Sky City, felt the aura of the Wizard Ancestor, and were startled, and hurriedly looked over, and they saw the black figure that appeared in front of them, and their faces showed shock.

The ancestor of wizards, the origin of the power of witchcraft, walks in the endless dimensional world of the Ganges sand in the chaotic astral realm, representing endless brilliance and glory, and the ancestor of wizards who has forcefully suppressed all powerful ancient wizards!

"Ancestor of Sorcerers......

Mo Lin looked at the figure in front of him and took a deep breath, at this time, he felt an indescribable huge pressure.

O ancestor of wizards.

Buzz.

The origin totem behind Merlin was trembling low, slightly blurred, shaking and making a trembling sound.

"Origin, Origin Totem......" The Wizard Ancestor stood, his gaze moving over and landing on the Origin Totem behind Merlin.

His eyes were narrow, and they were the same as before, and it seemed as if nothing had changed, but the meaning in them had changed to something else.

"Maureen Olsen. ”

The Ancestor of the Wizard raised his head slightly, he looked at Merlin, and said, "In you, I see the shadows of those ancient wizards in the past. ”

"Selfinos, Mark, Saul Nance and so on, and so many others. ”

"I miss it. ”

The Ancestor of the Wizard's tone changed, he seemed to sigh, and at this time, the Ancestor of the Wizard seemed to not be a legendary existence, but became alive.

"Yes, Maureen Olsen, you do resemble them, resemblance, resemble them. The Ancestor of the Wizard said, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's over, it's over." ”

"Everything about the ancient wizards, all of them, is summarized here. ”

"Ancient wizards, this was a mistake in the first place. ”

The Ancestor of the Wizards looked at Merlin.

His eyes were very calm, very flat, without the slightest wave, but Mo Lin felt an indescribable pressure at this time, he could feel that his body was trembling, every cell, every piece of flesh and blood was twisting, all of them were constantly and sharply deformed, twisted, painful, and destroyed.

And the wizard energy in his body was also crazy at this time, and the energy was like a tide, convolutional, forming a terrifying ring of energy, which kept raging and destroying in his body.

Mental power, wizard energy, body.

Everything was deformed, Morin's face was distorted and hideous, his body was shaking, and his head was extremely painful, as if someone was holding an iron chisel and constantly chiseling his head.

"Wizard...... Wizard Ancestor...... "Morin's body was spasming, his whole body was shaking, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Wizard Ancestor.

On Morin's palm, the mark of the Wizard's Ancestor quietly emerged, glowing slightly, constantly distorting and changing, like a brand, deeply imprinted on Morin's palm.

Airplanes.

The imprint became so bright that it was not just a mark, but a soldering iron.

"Ahh

The sharp pain seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and blue tendons appeared on Morin's forehead, and he couldn't help but let out a terrifying cry.

"Morin, I found the way to witchcraft and developed wizards, I know wizards too well, every wizard, when they appear in front of me, no matter what their strength is, they have already lost. ”

"They can't face me, they can't even look at my true form, and when they see me, the weak wizard goes mad, loses his mind, and is just stupid. ”

"You ancient wizards are mine, too. ”

"Moreover, when you ancient wizards are promoted to the fourth level of true intent and become the world spellcaster, I will lower my will and induce the curse in the Minai totem, and for you, I have cast a clone, just to come and see the end of the ancient wizard in person. ”

"It's over. ”

The Wizard Ancestor raised his hand and waved it lightly at Merlin.

The sigil of the Ancestor of the Wizard in Morin's palm suddenly fell off the back of Morin's hand and turned into a strange circular imprint that landed in front of Merlin.

Rumble!

Endless blood rushed out of the circular seal and frantically surged towards Merlin.

Snort!

Deep wounds appeared on Morin's body in an instant, and blood splattered out, spraying in all directions.

The blood light was like a cold wind, and like a wisp of wind, intertwined to form a messy knife, which kept blowing and convoluting the past, as if it was about to cut Mo Lin alive with a thousand knives.

"Ah...... Sorcerer...... Wizard Ancestor!" Morin crossed his hands in front of him, resisting the convolution and impact of those blood lights, he raised his head slightly, looking at the Wizard Ancestor in front of him, with a faint red light and indescribable madness in his eyes.

"Oh, Morin, can't you take it anymore? Why, you want to make a move?"

The Ancestor of the Wizard looked at this scene, he opened his hands, the black robe on his body unfolded, looking particularly arbitrary, and said: "Come, burn the demon essence blood in your body, let me see if you can exert the power of the Pancora Demon God, and whether you are worthy of inheriting the will of the Pancora Demon God and becoming the king of endless darkness and flame." ”

However, to the surprise of the Wizard Ancestor, Merlin did not frantically burn the blood of the Demon God.

Morin held up the halo with one hand and protected his body, while his other hand slowly reached into his arms, and took out a palm-sized red spider from his arms.

Syllable.

With the force of Morin's palm, the red spider immediately shattered, turning into countless red crystalline powders floating in the air.

Boom, there was a slight look around, and then the whole sky shook, and faintly, an incomparably huge, unpredictable figure appeared in mid-air, and the waves around her body were intertwined, torn, deformed, extended, and derived, as if it was an absurd oil painting.

The figure turned and became a beautiful woman.

"Who killed my child?" the woman slowly turned and looked over.

It's none other than the Mother of Nightmares.

The Mother of Nightmares sensed Morin's breath, the last trace of the death of the Red Spider, but immediately, the Mother of Nightmares was drawn to the attention of another figure.

"Alesia. The Wizard Ancestor's green eyes quietly looked at the figure of the Mother of Nightmares, and he spoke.

"The ancestor of wizards. ”

The Mother of Nightmares was silent for a moment, and then she chuckled lowly, the look on her face was extremely hideous, and she was extremely crazy, and said, "I didn't expect to see you here, Serphaus." ”

"Seffis. ”

"Wizard Ancestor !!"

The Mother of Nightmares roared wildly.

Boom, as if there was an incomparably huge river appearing, the waves rolled up, lined up in the air, and crashed wildly.