The scepter and crown blessed by the Lord looked bright, and the altar that had been illuminated by the dim light of the underground magma was much more transparent in this light. At least those chains can be seen clearly by Xiao Yan. Coupled with the fact that there was not as much wind as the ground underground, Xiao Yan's movements were relatively smooth, and he walked along a chain that looked thicker to the altar, and before his eyes, the ancient recurve bow was shining in the light of the crown.

Xiao Yan didn't immediately reach out and touch the huge bow and crossbow, but directly clicked on the transparent floating window. As a trialist, he had a natural vigilance for these weapons, and Xiao Yanwei was not going to act rashly until absolute safety was ensured.

"Your Permanent Circle Pool is working properly"

"Your connection to the European Divine Pool is basically normal"

"Please choose the spell you need"

Xiao Yan thought about it for a while and tried to choose the high-level divine arts in the European Divine Skill Pool. It's not impossible for a low-level priest to perform magic beyond the level, but it will have to take more damage because of it. Of course, this is the statement of the Holy See in Europe, according to Xiao Yan's understanding, that is, to perform divine magic at a higher level, you need to pay higher gene points than the normal number.

is still the same sentence, for the current Xiao Yan, the problems that can be solved with gene points are not a problem. Of course, there is no limit to the level of magic that can be cast, and even if a high-level magic is supported by gene points, the magic itself will also have an irreversible impact on the caster's body.

The seventh-level divine technique is currently the highest level divine technique that little Fleman's body can withstand, which is clearly marked on the European divine art catalog that has just emerged. Divine arts above level 7 are completely in a gray state, let alone calling, even the name of the divine art is not displayed. Relatively speaking, the closer to Xiao Yan's current level of divine arts, the clearer the content is displayed. The name of the level 7 divine skill is still in a vague state. It is impossible to guess the specific effect of the magic from the name. And the level 6 magic can see the name, and the level 5 magic can see the introduction of the magic clearly.

Xiao Yan made a choice and clicked on a level 6 divine skill, Wings of Protection. This spell sounds quite high-end, and it seems to be able to provide a dual effect, levitation and protection. Xiao Yan was worried that the entire altar would suddenly collapse after the seal was lifted, or that there was something special wrong with the bow and arrow in front of him, and this Wings of Protection was just enough to provide the protection he needed.

A level 6 magic spell costs 135 gene points, due to the cross-level use. Xiao Yan also had to pay an additional 135 gene points. Not only that, but he could only use level 6 magic once in 48 hours. That is, within 48 hours of purchasing the Wings of Shelter and releasing them. He would lose the possibility of purchasing any of the other level 6 divine arts. This is the message provided by the transparent overlay, except for this one. And one more news. Xiao Yan will also lose the opportunity to purchase and use level 7 divine arts, and the number of times he can use level 5 divine skills within 24 hours has been reduced to 2 times, instead of 5 times.

The shijie tree maintains the balance of shijie as much as possible, including the balance of these spells, to minimize the vulnerabilities that can be exploited. Xiao Yan thought of this, and suddenly thought. Maybe the realm of the shijie tree, or rather, the fundamental rule of this shijie is "balance"?

After selecting the Wings of Protection, Xiao Yanyou randomly selected two level 5 divine arts. Now he can unleash level 4 divine magic without restrictions. Comparatively, the level 5 divine art that is strictly constrained is not cost-effective, so it is not Xiao Yan's first choice.

After completing the selection of divine skills and making all the preparations, Xiao Yan reached out and tried to touch the tall metal recurve bow. It was a bow about the size of the Li Guangshen bow he had once obtained, and it was as tall as an adult, standing here at the height of little Fryman, who was now fourteen years old, and even a head shorter than the big bow. On the spine of the metal bow, the flame ornaments were faintly flowing due to the light of the crown on Xiao Yan's head, and it looked as if the large bow was growing in a ball of flames.

The first time he touched this big bow, Xiao Yan had a feeling that the hairs on his whole body suddenly stood up, it was a touch that was colder than cold, hotter than scorching. Just touching it made Xiao Yan's will turbulent in little Fryman's body, and the feeling even made people feel like they were in hell. It took Xiao Yan a lot of perseverance to control himself from immediately releasing the realm, allowing this strange feeling to slash between his will and body like a sharp knife.

The violent strange feeling came quickly, and it left just as quickly, and at the same time that Xiao Yan had just had the ability to resist this feeling, this feeling like a blade had suddenly disappeared from Xiao Yan's body.

A drop of blood was left on the sharp bowstring, and this drop of blood quickly flowed along the bowstring, and when the blood droplets finally converged at the junction of the bowstring and the bowstring ridge, the large bow began to glow in an instant. Along with these rays, the seven arrows surrounding the big bow were also lit up in turn, until Zuihou, Xiao Yan, along with the bow and arrows, were immersed in these lights.

"Whoever hears me will know what I say."

"He that hath not heard of me will know what I am about to say."

"Only those who turn a deaf ear will walk forever in the darkness and see the future!"

The rumbling sound above the altar began to echo again, and in this sound, the huge altar was already full of light, and even a legend like the Black Dragon could not see what was happening in the altar.

After a period of time that made the black dragon's heart burn, the entire altar suddenly made a loud "boom", and then the iron chains broke one after another, and the entire altar began to collapse under the fierce light. A large number of altar fragments fell into the lava deep below, bursting into dark red, mass-heated balls of fire.

The speed of the altar's collapse continued to increase in the eyes of the black dragon, and the arcs of light around the altar were also dimming, and it seemed that the protection of the altar would eventually be completely invalid. Compared to the black dragon's nervousness, the two red dragon maids also had nervousness, but the source of this emotion was completely different. The black dragon hopes that Xiao Yan can break this seal alive, and at the same time, he also hopes that Xiao Yan can live forever and lift all the seals on the black dragon's body. But the two red dragon maids preferred that Xiao Yan could die.

The oracle had said that those who attacked Fryman Jr. would inevitably become his slaves and those of his descendants, but Fryman Jr. was now only fourteen years old and had no offspring of his own. So, if little Fryman dies, then the red dragon will naturally gain his own freedom. Although the oracle suppressed the two red dragons from attacking Xiao Yan, and also controlled the red dragons from thinking about this matter, however, the oracle did not require that when Xiao Yan was in danger, the red dragons must provide salvation. In other words, the red dragons could have stood by and watched when Xiao Yan's life was in danger, as long as their owner didn't ask them for help.

All the hope and suspense came to fruition at the moment when the light cluster suddenly dissipated, and on the crumbling Zuihou altar, Xiao Yan had two more huge light wings behind him, and these wings had been curled up beside Xiao Yan and not fully extended, and a large number of tiny lightning bolts continued to swim around on the pair of wings, making a crackling sound. At this time, Xiao Yan was still holding the big bow tightly with his hands, and around him, those arrows had detached from their respective positions and were suspended around Xiao Yan. If Xiao Yan continued, the moment the big bow broke away from the rock, the stone under his feet would instantly shatter, and he would lose his foothold.

Looking at the pair of wings behind Xiao Yan, the black dragon nodded slightly, he didn't know what would happen after the seal was lifted, but for now, what he saw was a well-prepared teenager, not a hairy boy who didn't care about anything.

It is true that it is easier to gain an advantage with a hairy boy, but for an existence like the black dragon with a long history, a short-term advantage is meaningless. If you want to completely break the seal on your body, staying with a human who is fully prepared at all times is the best choice. After all, such a person can live longer, and the certainty of breaking the seal is the greatest.

As Xiao Yan shouted suddenly, he pulled the big bow from the shattered altar with his hands again, and under his feet, the complete composition of the altar was completely shattered, and the skeletons that made up the altar continued to fall towards the magma. Faintly, Xiao Yan even heard countless cries and wails, but these sounds suddenly disappeared as soon as they fell into the magma.

Behind the brown-haired boy, the huge wings suddenly opened, so gorgeous and solemn that the wings seemed to be only beautiful to look at, they stretched out in the air, and then just stretched out, the thunder rolled on it, but the wings did not move, just stood behind Xiao Yan in a daze. Such wings did not have the ability to make Xiao Yan fly at all, and at best, they could only make Xiao Yan fall more slowly. However, what Xiao Yan needed was just such a short moment, and before he could make a sound, the black dragon's huge body had already suddenly poked down, and the huge dragon claws were as quickly shrunk as not long ago, and then suddenly grabbed Xiao Yan's clothes. The thunder on those wings became even more intense in that moment, wanting to inflict some extra damage on the dragon.

Frankly speaking, one, not an unusually dense level 6 divine technique, in front of the legend, can mostly play a similar role to a beautiful light trick. The black dragon didn't care about such a divine attack at all, and suddenly retracted his body, and the next moment, Xiao Yan was already standing intact beside the black dragon who had reshrunk in size. Beneath their feet, dark red lava was frantically devouring the altar fragments. (To be continued......)