The traditional wizard tower is based on the element pool that links the various elemental planes as the core, supplemented by the elemental power drawn in the space, but with the ebb and flow of the elements, this method is far from meeting the needs of the wizard tower, at least now the reason why no wizard tower can fly again is the lack of energy supply. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Ivory White Witch Tower is different, at the beginning of the construction of the entire Ilmassu City, the eternal and brilliant Augustan Emperor used his supreme power to attract the power of the earth's centric lava, and through complex transformation, directly replaced the magic power supply required by the Ivory White Witch Tower.

As a result, Mu En was able to quickly unleash the ninth-level spell 'Bigby Smashing Palm'.

In this way, the Wizard Tower was able to support a large three-story defensive position.

That is the all-round defensive witch array that really wraps Ilmassu City under an 'eggshell', the first layer of rebound, the second layer of deflection, the third layer of hard resistance, and the triple defense position, which can filter almost all the damage.

However, whether it was the battle-hardened warriors, the frightened mortals, or the nobles who always flaunted their demeanor, they all lay on the ground without any manners, trembling in terror.

In their perception, the whole world seems to be a small boat in a storm, tossed as if it is about to capsize in the next second, space and time have no concept, only fear rises in the depths of life and fills their hearts.

They are like ants under a natural disaster, waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Only the truly strong can 'see' the scene in the sky through various means.

At the moment of the collision, an indescribable annular shockwave spread wildly around, oscillating everywhere it passed, the air, clouds, light, and everything else were discharged without hindrance, and then, another annular shockwave appeared again, and so on, as if endless.

In this gap, cracks that were darker than the clouds, like lightning spreading, and like a dragon dancing, twisting their bodies unscrupulously, which were cracks in space.

They arise quickly, and are eliminated by the rules, but then they reappear when the aftermath is swept away again.

Between the disappearance and the appearance, the space seems to have broken its skin, and it can vaguely reveal the infinite dark and brilliant astral boundary, and the incomparable body of the majestic shore.

Just under the shock wave, whether it was the dust droplets that were splashed and condensed, or the air that was compressed into a clump, they all became harder than steel, and the three large defensive positions began to change their light frequently, and in some places they were even deformed and distorted.

At this moment, the flow of magic outside the mage tower has woven exquisite and brilliant lines, the light is brilliant and white like ivory, the heat is comparable to the sun, under the control of the tower spirit, it has been running at full capacity to maintain the existence of the spell.

Of course, the most terrifying thing is the spatial cracks that spread down, and they unconsciously swept by, all of which could break through one after another in the defensive force field and bring terrible damage.

At this time, there are people under the transcendent crown who are busy, and they will quickly fly to the place where the incident occurred, or use elemental attacks or spells to eliminate the threat posed by the spatial rift.

Among them, Coren is the most active, or rather, he is willing to numb himself with busyness, and he is not willing to look at the sky more.

Of course, in their free time, most of the transcendent crowns are looking up at the sky, their faces either excited, or fanatical, or trembling, or longing, or cold all over, or dull.

They are the closest powerful beings to the Legend within the Transcendent Realm, and they are only one step away from this majestic power of natural catastrophe.

But because of this, they can feel the boundary far more than anyone else, seemingly at hand, but as far away as the stars that cannot be touched.

And the place where their eyes converge the most is naturally the center of the collision.

There, there is an eerie spot that exudes endless suction, the space is distorted and deformed, and the time is repeatedly extended, and the mere glance is enough to make the soul tremble.

But that's it, resisting the seemingly boundless fist.

Mu En got a very suitable and equally terrifying inheritance from the ancestral path - the Taishang Nine Missing Cave Void Sword Technique, although he could not practice and use it because of the different foundations, but some of the ideas and ideas in it gave him great inspiration.

For example, there is a powerful swordsmanship in this - the sleeve of the Qiankun, known as 'a sword to destroy the small cave sky', that is, a sword sacrifice, can directly create a space fault, and the enemy into it, and then collapse the space fault, directly with the creation and annihilation of space, destroy the enemy.

The terrifying thing about this sword is that as long as you can't withstand the annihilation power of the small space, you won't be able to escape this blow.

Mu En was amazed by this creative thinking, but he also had to admit that he couldn't do it with his current ability.

But he has his own ideas, such as directly using the power of spatial annihilation, and then carefully observing the existence of black holes in the 'spatial form in the eyes of witches' in the memory of his ancestors, which is why he has this blow - space collapse.

Space is directly squeezed and rotated into a point, and everything that exists in this space is distorted and squeezed, and everything is crushed with a terrible attraction.

To be honest, this extraordinary skill is only a scratch creation, at least until this blow, it is only an idea, Mu En has not succeeded once, but the professional still grows under the pressure of the battle after all, and when he throws this blow, he doesn't seem to think that he will miss.

Whether it is the power of the realm under the ancient seal, or the ninth-level forbidden spell - Bigby Shattering Palm, these can be the ultimate foundation of the Igor family, naturally have their terrifying and unique side, and they are also the few means in the current plane that can resist the powerful above the legend.

But under that punch, they only froze for a few breaths before bursting, and the fist went down without hindrance, but when it came to this, it stopped.

Yes, in the event of a real encounter with force majeure, stopped!

Although with the help of various means, although this is a cross-plane attack, although there is resistance from the rules of the plane, although it may only be a few seconds.

But there is no doubt that he, he actually resisted the attack of that one!

Mu En's status in their hearts is very high, which lies in his transformation of the 'Yunshen Technique', so that they can continue their lifespan to a certain extent, because of his status as a disciple of the throne, and because of his extraordinary communication methods and knowledge reserves.

But it's definitely not his personal strength, just kidding, he hasn't even touched the pinnacle of transcendence.

But at this moment, they all looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, as if the world had become less real.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's just a few seconds, maybe it's a few minutes, maybe it's a long, long time.

The fierce bald martial artist Chao Crown suddenly exclaimed, "Look, is that Mu Enmian Your Majesty?"

In a word, Coren suddenly looked up, only to see a figure falling like a kite with folded wings, it was Mu En!

Mu En is miserable now, he has recovered into an ordinary body, his body is full of messy wounds, one by one like knife marks, and there is a faint dark aura surrounding it, as if the corrosive poison is hindering the recovery of his body.

The two arms he held the sword had been broken, and under the terrifying backlash, the bones were broken into pieces, and his hands were weakly pulled down, only the stiffness of his muscles made him carry the sword.

His face was completely disfigured, his tumbling muscles were as terrifying as if they had been burned, and his two eyes were like bloody holes, and the eyeballs in them had completely evaporated.

However, these are not the most serious, the most serious is still in him.

The first is to unleash the ninth-level forbidden spell and realm backlash.

Yes, whether it is the Ivory White Witch Tower or the Blood Feather Dragon Crow Cloak, they are very terrifying means, but why are the Grand Dukes of the Igor family reluctant to use them?

This is certainly because these methods have certain limitations, but more importantly, because of ...... Regurgitation.

Using a mortal body to push these means and spells that borrow the power of the rules is tantamount to stealing the power of the gods, and naturally there is a price to pay, and this price is life.

Of course, this highlights the role of the Crown of Thorns, as an artifact of the goddess of life, he has swayed the slightest breath of life and maintains the life characteristics of the user.

It can be said that the three inheritance treasures of the Igor family are not selected at random, but are used together like a trinity. However, no matter how you calculate, the Crown of Thorns is in a sealed state after all, and it is not too powerful, and it cannot be brought back to life.

The time that can be left for the user, that is, the remaining time of the successive Grand Dukes Igor, is just to explain the future.

Don't think that this result is very harsh, take the White Witch Tower of the Black and White Sect as an example, if the great wizards of the Sect want to release the underlying spell - the ultimate destruction orb, every time they have to burp a great wizard on the spot, it can be said that it is to use their lives to promote the spell.

And, note that this refers to the Extraordinary Great Wizards, and not all of the Grand Dukes of the Igor family have extraordinary strength, many of them are just mortals.

Of course, Mu En is different after all, he is in the state of the 'Eight-Armed Titan Battle Body', his physique is incredibly strong, coupled with his strength is strong enough, he is still a wizard, and the super effect of the golden heart's blood, this backlash is not fatal to him.

But that's without going toe-to-toe with that one.

At this time, there was an even more terrifying force entangled in Mu En's body, it seemed to have its own will, cold, frozen, withering, it was corrupting Mu En's body and soul in an orderly but extremely evil way.

This is the breath of hell.

And in order to resist this breath, that drop of the source blood that once made Mu En think it was vast and infinite, and relied on as the last hole card, was scattered.

It turned into a surging river of pure golden blood, washing over his body over and over again, resisting the breath of hell and delaying the onset of death.

However, even in such a miserable situation, Mu En was still smiling, smiling poignantly, and smiling brightly. The blood-like pupils looked up at the sky, as if they could really see it.

To be exact, his perception was ten times sharper than usual without his eyes, and then, he sensed the retraction of the huge palm as if it were an electric shock, and a faint cry of pain.

That one seems to have felt the pain under this blow!

At this moment, Mu En's smile suddenly became cold, and he did not hesitate to launch his other hole card.

A gust of wind hung between heaven and earth, blowing from the bottom up, with Mu En's body as the far point towards the sky.

This wind is nothing to the mortals who are watching, even under the transcendent crown, there is no momentum to destroy everything, there is no ferocity to annihilate everything, it is like a very ordinary wind, but being able to appear at this moment already shows that it is different.

The wind passed through the aftermath of the layers of outward expansion, passed through the ruptured space, and blew out along the hole in the crystal wall that had not yet healed.

The horror of this wind can only be felt by those who experience it, it is a hurricane that chases souls and sweeps thousands of miles.

This is the legendary power of His Majesty Ranrose of the Throne of the Violent Hurricane - the Three Flavors Wind.

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