The golden heart beat violently, and the drop of original blood hidden in the depths began to appear and bloom with its own light, and in the course of a rotation, the ten-thousandth of a tiny blood began to peel off, turning into a torrent of essence blood like the Yangtze River, and rushed to all parts of the body along the veins with some golden yellow blood vessels. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's like in the scorching summer, after pouring a bottle of cold soda, the refreshment and coolness that come from the depths of the cells make Mu En feel full of spirit and strength again.

And with the flow of blood and the nourishment of his heart's blood, he also turned into the form of a giant again.

The strong body with the most violent aesthetics, the eight terrifying arms manifested by the wandering six-armed snake demon phantom, the flickering sword that is like the interweaving of illusion and reality, the incomparable momentum that seems to be the Titan's reappearance in the world.

This is the powerful battle body that Mu En has built for himself - the eight-armed Titan!

Space took on a real form in his perception, seemingly tight enough to hold everything, with tiny holes appearing, and time began to slow down in his consciousness, every breath became one-eighteenth, and everything outside was as slow as a snail.

This is a qualitative change that combines the powerful physical strength of the 'Eight-Armed Titan' with the ability of the sixth stage of the 'Temporal Perception Talent', 'Thinking Acceleration'.

This is Muen's 'Pseudo-Sanctuary'.

In this state, the eight-armed titan giant suddenly made a violent inhalation movement, his lungs expanded, the muscle outline of his chest increased again, and the air was stirred to form a collapsing vortex between his mouth and nose, and even the elemental fire on his body began to collapse and contract.

It's thin, it's light, and some are not very stable.

But the surface of Mu En's body did condense into a layer of elemental armor like substance!

The transcendent elemental control cultivation is divided into five stages, the first stage is the integration of elemental power into skills, which can be released, one move and one style, every move is the fusion of one's own strength and elemental power, and the elemental explosion is used to promote the elemental explosion, and the elemental explosion brings various blessings and resistances, that power is definitely not the concept of one plus one equals two, but an exponential increase.

The second stage is condensation, that is, the condensation of various forms that are like substance, or weapons and armor, or galloping heavenly steps, or feather cloaks, and so on.

This stage is the accumulation and compression of the power of the elements, and only when the power of the elements is accumulated to a sufficient amount can the form be condensed, and only when the power of the elements is compressed to a certain extent, can it be pure enough to be able to condense into substance.

What Mu En is doing now is to converge his elemental power to form an armor, which means that he has really walked a long distance in the 'condensation' stage, and it also means that the power of 'elemental control' cannot be said at the same time!

At this level, the huge number of elements represents a more durable combat power, the condensed elemental power represents a more powerful power, and the transcendent skills have more changes, and the extreme elemental power of contraction and condensation represents the terrifying outburst in the next second......

And that's what Muen needs!

Inhale to the limit, then naturally it is to exhale again.

Huh!

Breath poured out from between his mouth and nose, and even the condensed momentum and elemental armor on his body shattered, expanded, and exploded as if compressed to the limit, and then centered on himself, sweeping the entire hall in a ring like a hurricane.

The power of this elemental explosion is enough to make a second-order professional die without a place to be buried, and it is enough to change color beyond ordinary and transcendent smells. Of course, for the Ice Kings Amenar and Minotaursno, it was no stronger than a breeze.

However, what Mu En needed was just a subtle change in the space under the explosion of this element.

Mu En's elemental control is 'space shattering', and the elements he absorbs are naturally spatial elements, and he has some attributes that can naturally make space shatter, and when he erupts with all his strength, these elemental hurricanes can affect the spatial stability of the place he passes.

The void space is a hundred times harder than a diamond, but it is not solid, but there are subtle voids, and when his elemental hurricane with broken space sweeps by, these subtle voids will naturally change somewhat, or broken, or twisted, or expanded, or broken sporadically.

These do not cause the presence of spatial cracks, nor do they cause harm to the outside world.

But that's what Muen needs.

Because of these, Mu En's 'Void Flicker' is the kind of skill he envisioned, and there is no need to locate it first, no need to gather elements to smash space, no need to accurately calculate the landing point, and no need to carefully jump under various spatial levels.

At this time, the 'flickering of nothingness' is the real flickering.

At this time, it is the consciousness that can reach the place he wants to reach.

All of this is a long story, and in order to create the required combat environment, the preparation work is also quite complicated, but under the 'pseudo-sanctuary', it is really only in the moment after breathing.

However, with the next breath, the battle escalated directly from a fierce battle to a moment of death.

In the hall, the minotaur had already pounced when he saw Muen, and the lich was preparing a spell in the back, and there was already some distance between the two, while Muen inhaled, raised his legs, and walked, and the space rippled.

Countless Muen appeared in the labyrinthine hall, some of them standing between the lich and the minotaur, forming a human wall facing the lich.

Some of them surrounded the minotaur, densely packed, in all directions, tightly surrounded, and countless eyes stared, as if looking at a plate of dishes on the table.

This is not the 'shadow clone' skill formed by the convergence of elements by an extraordinary professional, although he Mu En really wants to cultivate, but that is a bit demanding.

This is naturally not the 'mirror technique' in spells, to put it mildly, Mu En's second-order wizard is just a parallel import, even if it is real, this spell is beyond the scope of what a second-order wizard can study.

This was only because Mu'en's speed in the 'Flickering of Nothingness' was too fast, fast to the limit of his eye's reactions, leaving a resident figure in place.

The giant's posture, his strong physique, his bloodthirsty smile, all of them were slightly different, smiling, frowning, strange, angry, or hideous, the only thing that was the same was that the eight arms moved like the wind.

Or swaying like a meteor, bringing up half-moon-shaped pitch-black blades, like a frenzy.

- Extraordinary combat skills, one of the only sword paths, void space slash, the wind rises!

Or the flickering of the stars, bringing out the dark points of light like stars in the sky, like a river flowing by.

- Extraordinary combat skills, one of the only swordsmanship, void space slash, serial tooth protrusion!

Or slammed into the void, shattering the space, spreading out strips of twisted lightning like lightning.

- Extraordinary combat skills, one of the only sword paths, void space slash, lightning chain!

Or swing a sword like a whip, and the dark space cracks are like a soft whip, like a dragon walking in the sky, and there is no trace to be found.

- Extraordinary combat skills, one of the only ways of the sword, slashing in the void space, dancing the dragon!

Finally, Mu En has completed the perfect fusion of his own skills and the power of elemental control, although these skills have not yet broken away from the barrier of 'one of the only sword paths, Void Crack Slash', but they are all a combination of the previous skills and extraordinary powers, which are substantial changes, and the power is not the same.

The ears have lost their meaning because sound has been unable to transmit and the eyes have lost their role because light has been distorted.

There are all kinds of darkness in the space, or fragmented, or spread in pitch black, or dotted, like a tide that seems to drown everything.

The Ice King Amenar reacted quickly, to be precise, as an old monster who had lived for an unknown number of years, he felt that something was wrong when Muen incarnated into an eight-armed Titan Giant.

That kind of speed that seemed to be able to feel the folding of time and space with every move, that was the power he was once extremely familiar with, and that was the origin quality of the Legendary Realm.

That's the Sanctuary!

The cold and pale, zombie-like face that had not moved for thousands of years, made an extremely anthropomorphic expression at this moment, which was a sudden change of color.

Amenar directly cut off the spell in his mouth, and the spell that was enough to make the transcendent great wizard vomit blood only made his purple soul fire a little dim, but it swelled urgently, and even burned directly out of the black hole's eye sockets, forming two flying eyebrows.

Then, an inexplicable momentum rose above his body, and in a terrible scream, he held his staff high and slammed it on the ground, and a spell fluctuation instantly met the dark crack that came from the strangulation.

- Level 8 spell, space lock, instant!

This is the spell that just made Mu En suffer, it can lock the space, smooth out the spatial fluctuations, and deal with teleportation spells is almost a nemesis, but the scope of influence that a 'space lock' can affect is limited, just one or two spatial cracks are smoothed, and more will come later.

The spell fluctuations that could originate from Amenar did not stop, and the aura belonging to the eighth-level spell 'Space Lock' continued to expand outward almost all the time.

With this one breath, he actually didn't know how many 'space locks' there were in an instant without panting!

That is, this wave of wholesale general eighth-level spells, vigorously resisting the spatial cracks that poured down into the sky!

Mu En said, isn't there a spell bit limit for magic net magic? Doesn't it need to be prepared in advance? Isn't there a strong backlash?

How did these laws all turn into dogs on each other?

Of course, excluding these, what shocked Mu En even more was the terrible scream that seemed to penetrate the soul.

In the state of the 'pseudo-sanctuary', he could clearly hear it, it was actually a clear and rapid chanting of incantations.

That's the speed of speech that can only be achieved in the same sanctuary state!

Is Amenar, the Ice King, really a legendary lich?

On the other hand, the minotaur also senses danger, as a power-type warrior, he has no extraordinary perception, but he has a warning of danger brought by the wandering between life and death.

The moment the dark crack spread, his hairs stood on end, and his heart was like a thunderous drum suggesting that he would die, he would die!

The warrior never lacked the courage to fight, he raised his head and howled, the misty red light of the manifestation of anger almost condensed into substance outside his body, and all the divine magic he could instantaneously turned into various auras to cover himself, and he didn't know how many states he blessed for a while.

With red eyes, he jumped up sharply in the smaller and smaller space compressed by the spreading black cracks, and then smashed down hard!

It was as if the Beamon Behemoth's signature skill, War Tram, brought a thick shockwave to scatter in all directions, and then, without looking, he jumped again, smashed, jumped, smashed.

Like a flea in a frenzy, he almost lost all his mind and jumped up and down, carrying a shockwave that could almost distort space and spread violently.

Although this shock wave is not as terrifying as the spatial crack, it is really withstood under the dense number and ripple folds!

Of course, he knew that this was just a stopgap measure, and this state could not last, but whenever those spatial cracks cut through, he would be shattered into the tiniest flesh and blood, and even his soul would be minced.

It's not like the horns of the ox are broken, and it's a magic thing to recover, and at that time, he will really die.

But he firmly believes that as long as there is a buffer for a while, his master will rescue him.

Because in countless lonely and difficult years, they have spent it together, they are not only masters and servants, but also relatives, fathers and sons, and partners who trust each other with their lives.

Because he is a legendary spellcaster, one of the chosen ones of Mirkor, the god of the dead, and a lich who has brought death and fear to countless kingdoms.

Because, he is the King of Ice, Amenar!

There should be a momentary stalemate, very short, short enough for normal human perception to explore.

But in this very short time, Mu En clearly understood that he couldn't afford to delay, he had to break the deadlock, he had to kill one of the two, otherwise this outbreak would be meaningless.

And he chose the Minotaur Minotaur, well, he wanted to kill the lich, but he didn't have much confidence in himself!

As soon as his body stopped, Mu En couldn't help but gasp slightly, and a series of outbursts, even if he recovered with the full strength of his essence and hard work, made him feel weak.

But in the next moment, he once again raised all his strength and elemental power, stood up straight, held the gray eagle in both hands, and stabbed it out with a sword.

Well, it's a thorn, but it's actually more like a plug!

Hunched back, sword raised, from top to bottom, slow but solid, hard to thrust in...... Ground!

Yes, it's the empty ground!

But when the sword fell, and when the tip of the sword was about to reach the ground, there seemed to be some fluctuations in the void, and then, the tip of the sword had disappeared.

- Extraordinary skills, only the second of my sword, the blade that must be hit!

Unlike the ones above, those are just fusions, deep blends between the old realizations and the newly acquired powers, and to put it bluntly, they are essentially just those things.

And now it is his creation, the different invention that he thinks and brings about after realizing the endless and magical ancestral power in his mind.

Since space can be wrinkled, distorted, and melted, then the so-called distance is inevitable, then, when the sword is swung, it should naturally fall wherever you want it to fall.

This is Muen's second form of self-only kendo.

That's what it is...... The sword that must be hit!

At this moment, the minotaur was leaping into the air, ready to smash down again.

But he was horrified to find that in his chest, a snow-bright sword blade emerged from the void, enveloping the space crack that was as black as ink, and stabbed sharply.

It seemed to want to penetrate his fiery heart directly.

Death seems to be on the horizon in the next second!

PS: Today's thinking is smooth, I wanted to finish writing this wave of battle plots at once, but the code is almost over when I look at the time, or I sent a part of it first, and then I will continue to write, and I will try to send it early tomorrow!