Endless spells hit Zhao Yulong's body, but Zhao Yulong didn't feel much. Although the magic ball condensed by the same spiritual power will be much larger on the western side, the power is also too dispersed.

Now that this kind of magic hits Zhao Yulong's body, it is basically a painless feeling, but it is troublesome for them to fight so endlessly.

However, because he first arrived here, Zhao Yulong didn't plan to make any trouble. So he didn't want to kill them, but he needed them all to stop.

Maybe he can do this by relying on the power of nature, but Zhao Yulong doesn't know these moves. Although he is close to the Five Elements, it does not mean that he knows these magics. In fact, the only magic he'd ever learned so far.

It was the magic that he learned from the Emperor when he was in the Celestial Clan, and it was a move that all Celestial boys had to learn during the coming-of-age ceremony—the Flame of the Burning Heavens.

However, this kind of magic is absolutely not able to be used against these people, not to mention that their strength is unbearable. Even if it can withstand it, there are many disasters caused by this magic.

After all, Wu Yang relied on this trick to destroy the entire Sihe Village back then, and now he uses it to be more destructive, not less. Zhao Yulong didn't want to hurt the innocent, and he didn't want Meng Liang to recall those past events.

Therefore, Zhao Yulong didn't even tell him about his later entry into the Heavenly Clan and some vassal states for the Heavenly Clan.

Because Meng Liang hated the Heavenly Clan from the bottom of his heart, this kind of hatred could not be dissolved in time, and could only make it more and more intense. Therefore, Zhao Yulong wanted to find a good opportunity for Meng Liang to accept the Celestial Clan, and that opportunity was the time he would rule the Celestial Clan.

Naturally, for that goal, I can't make trouble here. This is not the territory of the Celestial Clan, this is the west, but the world shrouded by the Heavenly Emperor of the Protoss.

And the entanglement between the Celestial Clan and the Protoss has almost reached an indescribable level. Originally, they were the same family, but after so many years of separation, the two sides have changed a lot in terms of culture and thinking, and it is almost impossible to merge, unless one side can give up some of the things they are used to now.

But there is one thing that has not changed on either side, and that is the determination to reunify. Otherwise, the Lord of the Heavenly Race would not be called the God Emperor, but the Lord of the God Race would be called the Heavenly Emperor. Because there is some concern in my heart, it is not very pleasant to meet every time.

And if he used such magic here, he would definitely be noticed by the Protoss. At that time, with his own strength, let alone the Seven Seraphs, even the most ordinary heavenly soldiers may not be able to beat it.

Therefore, in Zhao Yulong's opinion, it is better to solve it peacefully, otherwise it is really difficult for him to walk out of this western realm safely.

It's just how can they stop? Negotiation is definitely not going to work, because they don't have to give themselves almost no mouth, no need to try, and the magic that fell on them is a good proof of this.

Then now the only way to do this is to follow his own thinking of fighting in the East, and capture the thief and capture the king first. Since the priest was their leader, he should have been an important part of the group, and now he rushed straight towards him.

These mercenaries also seemed to notice Zhao Yulong's movements, and they wanted to stop them. But Zhao Yulong's speed was too fast, and they didn't have time to react at all.

But now it was not as smooth as before, but in a short period of time, Zhao Yulong's unsheathed saber was already placed on his neck.

But this is indeed a man, although he saw that Zhao Yulong's sword was already across his neck, he was still able to respond with a smile: "You kill me! I will not be afraid of today's death, this is just because my personal strength is not strong." But don't be complacent, Bloodline! The Light will sanction you, even if I can't kill you, but someone will!"

"Holy Light, you think I'm a Blood, but I'm not. Although Zhao Yulong didn't know what the so-called Holy Light and Blood Clan were, he could see that the former was something he feared, while the latter was disgusted by him.

"You don't want to quibble, although you can walk in the sun, you are a blood after all. Who but the Bloods would wear such robes, and who would keep a werewolf in captivity as your slave?"

To be honest, Zhao Yulong was also a little stunned when he heard this! He actually said that Meng Liang was his slave, and he also said that his long robe was the so-called robe in their mouths. But this is worn by all scholars in the East, Zhao Yulong is worried that his armor will be conspicuous, so he will wear it like this, but he didn't expect that now it has brought him more trouble.

"Listen to my friend, I'm from the East, and I don't know what you mean by blood and werewolves, because I'm not too familiar with your language. But I want to say that my clothes are all worn by us Orientals, and his name is Meng Liang, and he is an orc and my friend, understand? We are not a master-servant relationship!"

Saying that, Zhao Yulong answered them in the intermittent demon dialect, and he didn't know if he had understood, in short, Zhao Yulong felt that he was struggling to speak, and it was estimated that they didn't sound very easy!

But there is no way, who called this the West? The common language of the East is completely incomprehensible, and Zhao Yulong, the demon language, is not used very often, so it is almost impossible to barely say it.

But now they still understood a little, and now they saw that Zhao Yulong's appearance was indeed different from their side, so they also relaxed a little: "Yes, you said that you are not a blood clan, do you dare to accept the sanction of the holy light? you must know that except for the undead and the blood clan, we are not afraid of the holy light!"

You can try it, saying that, Zhao Yulong took away the sword that was placed on his neck. "The so-called body is not afraid of the shadow crooked, although Zhao Yulong still knows what the so-called holy light is, but it doesn't seem to be too much of a threat to himself.

"Well, that's what you said. But that werewolf is also coming, so you don't have to do any tricks. As he spoke, he pointed at Meng Liang.

Although Meng Liang didn't know what a werewolf was, he always felt that it was not a good word for him: "I'm not a werewolf, I'm a noble orc warrior, understand?

"No, no, no, you're not an orc, our orcs here should all be green-skinned, although to be honest they look very rough, but I can guarantee that their faces are not beast faces, and they are not hairy!"

"Brother Long, this sounds like a barbarian, are they mistaken?" said Meng Liang and whispered to Zhao Yulong in the Oriental language.

"I don't know, maybe the two sides have different definitions of orcs! Anyway, their western side is really weird, and even the order of their speech is a little strange. Forget that they want to try us, then let their so-called Holy Light come out, I would love to see what that Holy Light looks like. ”

As he was talking, Zhao Yulong could see what the priest was singing. This is rare in the East, because the magicians in the East rely directly on the power in their bodies to drive the power around them.

Even if you want to use large-scale spells, you are constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual power into your body, and you will definitely not chant for half a day like them. At least Zhao Yulong felt that it was a waste of time, and it was easy to leave a chance for the enemy to get closer.

However, the spell that could consume them for so long must be a summoning type! After all, Zhao Yulong saw that they had drawn a large pattern on the ground and surrounded him.

Such a pattern looks like a teleportation rune to Zhao Yulong, although there is still a slight gap between the two, but Zhao Yulong feels that all runes in the world are the same.

However, it seems that in my impression, runes seem to be only available in the East. The Western Protoss has been defeated in this several times against the Celestial Race, and in fact, the strength of the Western Protoss is much stronger.

However, every time the Celestial Clan relied on all kinds of weapons engraved with runes, magic weapons, or some formations, it was able to make it difficult for the Western Protoss to advance by half a step.

Of course, the most important thing is that because the Celestial Clan has an emperor, as the only transcendent existence in this world, he naturally has the ability to restrain the world. However, although he hoped that the Celestial Clan could be unified, it seemed that he did not want to do it himself.

Zhao Yulong naturally didn't understand his thoughts too much, so he felt that this old man was also a little mysterious, knew so many things, and had a relationship with Emperor Wu. But he was the one who spread rumors after Emperor Wu's death, and he was the one who allowed him to live until now.

All this is like a chess game that has been drawn, so Zhao Yulong can't figure it out, just as Zhao Yulong is thinking, this time is passing bit by bit.

But Zhao Yulong's body still didn't feel the slightest feeling, and now he felt a little strange, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the priest was already sitting on the ground: "Why don't you use the holy light?"

"What? I've already used it, didn't the Holy Light restrain you from moving?"

"No!" To be honest, Zhao Yulong didn't feel anything at all, and Hu Yun didn't feel much, except for feeling that he was a little stupid standing like this, he didn't feel anything.

"What? No, it can't be, the Light is effective against all evil things, how can you not feel anything, and your slave does not feel anything, how can this be?"

"I said it all, I'm not a blood clan, and Meng Liang is not my slave, he's my friend, do you understand?" Hearing this, Zhao Yulong was still a little angry, because Zhao Yulong was still clear about the word evil.

They refer to the evil clan and some of the so-called undead, that is, the ghost clan of the East. There is still a big difference between the ghost clan and the undead, and the difference between the two is that they have been determined before they are alive.

After death, a person who becomes a ghost is either a person whose soul is strong and whose body is being reshaped by the dissolution of his body, this kind of person is not actually dead, but has no physical body for the time being. There is also a kind of person who cannot dissipate in the air after death, but for special reasons, this is the composition of the ghost race.

They all have no body, only soul, but they all have their consciousness and know what they have to do.

The undead are inevitably a bit popular, because in the West, whoever is summoned by a necromancer can resurrect him after death. However, although they have their own souls, they work for the necromancer like puppets, and they have a body, but it is more difficult.

In addition, these undead do not maintain their original strength after death like the ghost race, and their strength depends entirely on the strength of those necromancers.

Therefore, such a thing will not appear in the East, firstly, the powerful people will be poached by the Celestial Clan or the Demon Clan, and they will definitely not do such a thing as a necromancer.

Second, the Eastern tradition is more respectful of the dead, for them to use the corpses of some strong people to make puppets, it is intolerable, let alone to manipulate their souls.

Naturally, the East is very disdainful of these necromancers, and the East people are also very disgusted with these undead.

Therefore, Zhao Yulong was a little unhappy when he heard him say this, this is not due to his personal temper, but the consistent practice of Orientals.

"You're not a Blood, but how can I trust you? Back then, the Evil Race killed too many of us Terrans by some measurements, and this Blood Race is the smartest race of the Evil Race, how can you let me trust others casually?"

Speaking of which, the pastor was also a little impatient. In fact, Zhao Yulong didn't know if he was impatient, in short, the meaning of his words was to give Zhao Yulong such a feeling.

However, he finally made Zhao Yulong clear, although Zhao Yulong didn't know what the so-called blood clan was. However, he knew about the evil race, after all, it was also a race that the Heavenly Race cultivated in the West to compete with the God Race.

However, it seems that the two races of the gods have miscalculated, and the gods have sent their own allied demons to the east, but thousands of years have made them assimilated by the culture of the east. Although they are still against the Celestial Clan, they are still doing the same thing as the Celestial Clan, and they have broken their alliance with the Protoss.

On the other hand, the evil clan has inevitably failed a little, and the god emperor of the year wanted to conquer the locals through the natives. Therefore, I did not send any race from the East, but found a strange race in the West at that time - the evil race.

It's just that they didn't want to fight the evil race, and after they developed, although they were not assimilated like the demons, the Heavenly Race would rather they be assimilated by the God Race. Because these are a bunch of monsters, they don't exist for civilization like other races at all.

The purpose of their existence is to hunt and kill endlessly. If these are not enough to be called evil races in the east and west, what really gives them this good name is that they are rich in some insidious methods here.

Almost all of the sorcery, or some horrible ritual, originated from them. In addition, they are also a group of people who have strange behaviors, such as some sucking blood, while others feed on corpses.

Because of their habits and their psychology, it is natural to create changes in their souls. The soul of ordinary people is somewhat impurity and is not clean, but it also has a bright side, while theirs is pure black.

And this black is a dull black without light, which is a complete portrayal of their hearts. So Lone Star had taught Zhao Yulong how to distinguish the evil clan before, as long as he saw that their soul power was black.

And now that he wants to prove himself, then there must be only one way to use soul power. Although Zhao Yulong himself had never seen what color this soul power was, he knew that it was definitely not black.

Now it is to transmit the soul power in the body to the outside of the body in the form of feathers. At least this soul power wing has a color, although I don't know if it's the color of the soul power itself, but he is colored.

Thinking of this, he saw the soul power in Zhao Yulong's body surging towards the juniors. In an instant, a wing of soul power slowly grew, and as the pair of wings grew larger, the surrounding soul power became stronger and stronger.

But now the soul power that is separated from the body does not bring people a strong sense of oppression, but a very soft and light feeling, which is a bit like the winter sun.

It brings light and warmth to the earth, but it does not burn the earth, so soft and so sacred.

Naturally, these mercenaries were a little surprised, because they knew that the evil clan would never have such a soft strength, nor would they have such a pair of pure white and flawless wings.

These wings are white and holy, and they are not at all like what this world should have. Because he was so pure, even the gods did not have such white and immaculate wings.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Yulong's wings only grew now, instead of all of them, they would really have regarded him as a god.

After all, having wings on their backs in the west is a symbol of the gods, and the gods are different from the gods, they are born with wings, whether they can wave them or not, in short, they are born and grow there.

And the wings of the Celestial Clan are not innate, but because their bloodline has created the wings they can form with the help of soul power.

Therefore, this gap has also led to a change in the number of people on both sides, because only those who are born with wings can become gods, so their personnel are always not many.

The Celestial Clan, on the other hand, was different, because this soul power feather was something that all Soul Condensing Realm powerhouses could learn. Therefore, over the years, there have been no fewer geniuses from the realm, and the human race has naturally continued to expand.

However, these people in the lower realm are not clear about these things in the heavens. Especially in the West, the Nether of the Protoss is not as frequent as the Nether of the Eastern Celestials.

Therefore, the pastor only knew that Zhao Yulong had wings, but he was not born with them, so he pointed and said, "How can you have something that only God can have?"

Zhao Yulong naturally knew that this was referring to the wings: "Because I am a member of the Heavenly Clan, let's understand it as the god of the East in your mouth! I said, I am an Oriental, not you Westerners, now you should believe it!"

I'm sorry, but because of your entry into the Western world, you can't help but talk a lot in these two chapters. But I have to write it, because how to say it? I want to blend fantasy and magic together, and I'm worried that my friends who watch fantasy don't understand magic, so maybe the next few chapters will be on the water for a while, sorry! But don't worry, after explaining what you want to explain, it happens to be a sunny day to finish the exam. When the time comes, I will ponder the plot all day long, and I will definitely give everyone the most exciting winter vacation.

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