With a "grunting" sound, the first bottle of primary induction potion was drunk by Mark. The taste of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info was slightly sweet, and Mark involuntarily stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, and when he was wondering why he didn't react, a mysterious feeling appeared in his mind.

This is a powerful sense of control, and the more than 10,000 runes engraved in the soul with a wave of his hand can be controlled at will, and they can be combined at will to form all kinds of wonderful witchcraft. The understanding of runes has reached a whole new level. The combination of runes made Mark feel new and eager to try.

In the depths of his soul, the eyes of the demon imp that had been carved out were flashing and flashing, and it seemed that he could come back to life at any time. The two origin runes that Mark had thought were completely out of his hands now seemed to have a little more understanding in his mind. But that's not enough!

Mark's heart was like water, and he devoted himself to the induction of the two origin runes, and soon a day and a night passed like this, feeling that the effect of the induction potion began to fade, Mark took out another bottle and drank it, at this time, once he gave up, it meant that all his previous efforts were lost.

Thirteen days have passed, and Mark in retreat has not moved, but it can be seen from the increasingly alarming fluctuations in his mental power in the cabin that Mark seems to be trying to break through something.

Zhou Botian and Milai Wanwan didn't expect that Mark was breaking through the official wizard, in their opinion, no matter how talented a wizard is, he can't be promoted to an official wizard in just a dozen years, this is an impossible task.

As Mark's movement became bigger and bigger, the fluctuations of mental power had interfered with Zhou Botian and Milai's normal rest, if it weren't for the fact that the two of them lived in a relatively remote place and there were no other wizards around, such a strong change might have attracted the attention of the upper echelons of the Gray Tower.

Despite this, Zhou Botian and Milai still took turns to stay outside Mark's hut in retreat, and the most taboo thing for wizards to be disturbed during retreat was to be disturbed, so Zhou Botian and Milai both felt that they were guarding for Mark. Although they didn't understand what secret art Mark was cultivating, such a powerful power still made the two of them secretly frightened. This has reached the intensity of a full-fledged wizard.

Sixteen days later, at a certain moment, the Zhenwu Great World suddenly changed drastically, and the sky of the entire world was flooded with layers of fiery red clouds, and this fiery red cloud scene lasted for more than two hours before gradually condensing, forming a shrunken spherical shape.

People with excellent eyesight and abundant knowledge can see at a glance that this seems to be a miniature version of the Great World of True Martial Arts. This ball condensed by countless clouds and clouds churned in the air, and whether it was a warrior, a wizard, an ordinary person, or even a demon beast, the alien race could see it clearly.

There were bursts of world origin fluctuations from the depths of the underground that only when they reached the fourth level, the world's dominant-level powerhouses could sense it. This fluctuation comes from the heart of the world.

The entire True Martial World was boiling! Countless powerhouses came out of the retreat, observing the abnormal changes in the sky, and countless powerful powerhouses above the fourth level frowned and sensed the mysterious fluctuations coming from the underground.

On the one hundred and eighth floor of the Ice Field Holy Tower in the northwest of the Shengwu Continent, an old man who was sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and a vast spiritual power suddenly enveloped the entire room.

"Father, why are you up, lie down!" the door opened, and a slender girl ran in as fast as she spoke, holding the old man who had straightened up.

"Yuxuan, accompany my father to the balcony to have a look. The old man's voice was vicissitudes and muffled, as if he came from another world.

"But—" Looking at the old man's fierce gaze, the girl nodded silently.

"Another lucky person who was favored by the origin of the world of the True Martial World was born. It's just that I don't know if it belongs to the Santa Alliance or the Martial Temple. It's not easy! The True Martial World has another fourth-level powerhouse. The old man who came to the balcony looked at the vision in the sky and sighed.

"Is there such an exaggerated vision in the birth of every fourth-level powerhouse?" asked the girl as she looked at the sky without blinking.

"No, there will be visions, the largest vision my father has ever seen, covering a radius of 300,000 kilometers, and the smallest is only 10,000 kilometers closer. It's the first time I've seen such a vision covering the entire True Martial World in more than 3,000 years of life. Even back in antiquity, if I'm not mistaken, the strongest is only a million kilometers. Could it be that there is going to be a peerless powerhouse in my True Martial World?" the old man's gaze flickered.

"So powerful?!" the girl's eyes sparkled like stars in the sky.

"Yuxuan, your qualifications are the top, and you will definitely be able to inherit the mantle of your father in the future, but it's a pity - it's a pity that your Yuan Yin has broken now, and it will be difficult to achieve my achievements back then. The old man turned his head to look at his daughter, his eyes full of pity and regret, mixed with anger and unwillingness.

"Father, don't be angry, you see, a genius who can create a spiritual power potion is worthy of your daughter, right?" Yu Xuan smiled and pulled the old man's arm.

"Hmph-you thought that no one knew that your Yuan Yin was broken? I guess Li Wei has seen it, but he doesn't dare to say it, if it weren't for my father to cover it up for you in the past ten years, it is estimated that the entire Holy Tower would have spread. How are you going to see people then?"

The old man indulged in stroking Yu Xuan's black and smooth hair, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes looking at the sky, and he calmed down a little and continued:

"No matter how good the wizard you speak of is Mark, I can't forgive him for violating you. Unless, he passed my test. But now—hey—" the old man sighed again halfway through his words, and suddenly seemed to be much older, and he shook his head, and said:

"If in the past as long as you liked it, there was no problem with being a father, but now it is difficult for a father to protect you. If you can't find a strong backer within ten years, once the secret of your physique is leaked, I'm afraid it's hard to die. Back then, my father sent you to that place in Liberis to protect you!"

"Father, didn't you say that you still have a hundred years to live?" Yu Xuan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he helped his father to sit on the recliner on the balcony.

"Yes, but lately the suppressed toxin has shown signs of revival. This time, it is estimated that the father will last for another ten years at most. ”

Saying that, the old man's face suddenly showed a hint of flushing, and he quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms, and with a "poof-" sound, the handkerchief was picked up from the corner of his mouth, and it was stained with black blood, and a fishy smell came to his nose.

On the one hundred and third floor of the Ice Plains Holy Tower, in a secret room full of complex rune witch arrays.

A mysterious wizard hidden in the darkness, revealing only a black shadow, was quietly watching the wind and clouds outside the window through the window. And another wizard, dressed in a white robe with a gold trim embroidered on his collar, stood respectfully aside:

"Master, this vision of heaven and earth—"

"Bright, you should have sensed it too, it seems that a peerless powerhouse who has caused a sensation in the entire True Martial World is about to be born, and this person has the potential to break through to the seventh level or even higher. A hoarse voice echoed through the dimly lit space.

"This-" Bright couldn't help but gasp when he heard this: "Master, this-how is this possible-how many years has it been in the True Martial World, how many years has there been no cosmic overlord-level powerhouse!"

"Shizun has given you a task, pay attention to all the powerhouses who have recently advanced to the fourth level, and win him over!"

"Obey orders!