Chen Han frowned: "But in the past few thousand years, we humans have not accurately recorded this kind of magical thing, otherwise, this kind of thing will definitely be clearly recorded." ”

The corners of Roland's mouth twitched violently in the white light cluster, and he glanced at Chen Han, who was frowning and thinking, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud anymore:

"Hahaha, frog at the bottom of the well, what do you think the transcendent is? That's the pinnacle, that's eternity. Once detached, it is an existence that will be crowned under the laws of the whole universe, and a cosmic rule is completely mastered, do you know what a great glory it is, what a supreme authority?

Not to mention that your so-called human race on the earth is only a few thousand years old, do you know how many intelligent beings there are in a universe? Countless trillions of living beings, not counting those mortals. Referring only to those transcendental, among these countless powerhouses, there is not only a first-level transcendental, but under such a terrifying base, it is difficult to give birth to a transcendent person for tens of thousands of years. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Han's brows furrowed, but at this moment, a surging force suddenly appeared.

This power is indescribable, as if it is falling from the sky, but Chen Han is now in the underground of the mountain.

There was not a single ray of light in the dark space, but Chen Han's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

Under this force, he had no room for resistance, but in an instant, his straight body that was originally standing suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Although Roland's performance was better than Chen Han's, the arrogant arrogance that was obviously just now disappeared without a trace, and the original white light became flickering and dimming, as if it was about to dissipate in the air in the next moment.

At the same time, a voice appeared that almost resounded in the depths of the soul:

"I, Anne Vera, Lord of the Fourth Tower of the Wizarding Civilization. Sing the poetry of the soul, sing the song of the dead, and may the will of death accompany me. The name of the soul master, in the nineteenth age of the universe to achieve the highest achievement. ”

This voice was not long, but it made the look of horror on Chen Han's face almost last for nearly ten minutes.

Finally, his eyes regained focus, and he looked incredulously at Roland, who had also not recovered for a long time.

"This, is this ......?"

"How is it possible, how is this possible, that woman actually became a detachment, damn it." The horror in Roland's eyes could be seen by almost anyone.

But the next moment, a burst of explosion suddenly exploded in the void, and a blue lightning bolt directly struck Roland's white light cluster.

"Ah...... I was wrong, I was wrong, and my crown spared my life. ”

The blue electricity lasted for a minute before disappearing from Rorant's body, and Roland, who had not had much strength in the first place, was obviously in a dying state at this time.

He called out twice again, and the remaining red Soul Reaver beetles came to his side, and with the fluctuation of their souls, they died again one by one, becoming Roland's tonic.

After absorbing the soul power of these beetles, Roland recovered from his dying state.

"What's going on?"

"Just now, a ninth-level peak wizard successfully confirmed his detachment, and it was a very strong one, because his name was only four words. On top of that, it turned out to be the crown ...... who was involved in the study of souls, undead, and death magic."

There was a burst of lovelessness in Roland's eyes.

"Do you know her?" Chen Han's eyes showed curiosity.

"I don't know!" Roland shook his head, pain and confusion appeared on his face: "I don't know this name, but as soon as she appeared, some information about her appeared in my soul, as if I had seen him, which was very strange. ”

Chen Han's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the devil in front of him with a painful look on his face that did not seem to be fake, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he couldn't see the slightest on his face, he stood up from the ground and asked, "The shorter the name, the stronger the strength?" ”

"Well, the shorter the name, the closer the comprehension rules are to the essence of the rules of the universe, and the stronger the natural strength." Roland nodded, not thinking about what had just happened.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Han's eyes, and he finally decided to make up his mind.

Between the two of them, the outside world caused a huge mess because of the voice just now.

Compared to Chen Han's performance, that voice was obviously not much of a deterrent to mortals, but the words that appeared in everyone's minds at the same time still caused a huge storm.

For a while, the name Anne Vera instantly dominated the headlines, but no one knew where this inexplicable name and the huge pressure like a mountain came from. Over time, people have chosen to make it an unsolvable puzzle and store it in the human archives.

And in the vast starry sky beyond the earth, it caused a terrifying uproar.

......

In the darkness of the universe with no end, where no one could observe, several consciousnesses quickly approached and collided.

It was a nebula, and above the clouds in the shape of air waves, there was a cyan hall rising from the ground.

After the thoughts quickly approached here, they quickly transformed into embodied images.

There are a total of eight people, there are Taoist Taoist Daotong who wears a bun, there is a Buddha with a big bag, there is a demon clan with a snake tail, there is a ghostly phantom, there is a middle-aged man with dragon energy entanglement, a dragon robe, and an old Xiucai with a sour temperament.

The bronze hall was empty, except for eight futons neatly placed next to each other.

The eight figures sat down one by one, and the three Taoist Dao Tong Dao Gu sat together with the middle-aged man in the dragon robe. The other four sat together, distinct.

"What do you think of this new entrant over there?"

The old Taoist priest at the head spoke first. His expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see a trace of waves from beginning to end, and the clouds were light and light.

No one spoke, and the old Taoist priest didn't care, his eyes turned to one of the people opposite: "Don't you want to say something?" After all, the laws you master have something in common, and it's not an exaggeration to say that you are the enemy of the Great Dao, right? ”

The one who is called Black Yan Daoyou is the ghost shadow hidden in it.

As soon as he heard this, a strange sneer came out: "Jie Ji, let that little guy named Annie and the skeleton who played with the scythe go together, the victory or defeat is only five or five, what is there to be afraid of, if it weren't for those two old guys, the old ghost would have killed the gods mountain a long time ago." ”

(End of chapter)