After Mark and Song Cheng left the top floor of the Holy Tower, Xie Ran suddenly appeared in Xie Yuxuan's boudoir, he patted his daughter who was still looking depressed, and then began to carefully examine the talisman array arranged by Mark. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The more Xie Ran looked at it, the tighter his brows became, as the most powerful alchemy master in the Holy Martial Continent, his understanding of the Witch Array was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Seeing that one by one the Witch Array Stones perfectly fused into Xie Yuxuan's room, in the process of running, inexplicable traces of energy appeared, making him feel an affinity that he had never felt before.

This is actually a kind of soul power, which can be directly absorbed by the soul, thus greatly increasing the speed of the rune condensation, feeling the effect of this witch array, Xie Ran, as the Holy Lord of the Ice Plains Holy Tower, was also shocked.

This is an epoch-making invention, and the invention of this witch array will greatly increase the cultivation speed of wizards. God! Xie Ran couldn't imagine how the pattern of the Saint Martial Continent would change once this kind of witch array was promoted. However, one thing is certain, that is, the war between the Holy Tower and the Martial Temple may occur again, and the pattern of warriors leading the Holy Martial Continent will definitely change.

"This kid is really capable of tossing!" Xie Ran's face changed when he thought of the war. Then he turned his head to Xie Yuxuan and said, "This witch array is very important, don't talk about it to anyone." ”

"Well-father, I know, this is arranged for me by my senior brother himself, and I won't tell anyone!"

"It's a pity that the efficiency of this witch array transformation is too low, at most it is only suitable for the cultivation of wizards at the peak of the second level or the early stage of the third level, and no matter how high it is, the efficiency of the transformation will not be able to keep up with the efficiency of absorption. Xie Ran shook his head slightly, turned around and left Xie Yuxuan's room.

Mark left the Holy Tower and patted the storage ring on his hand, which contained two sets of Formation Cornerstones, one for Jenia and the other for spare.

He slipped into the tango, thought about it, and directly controlled the tango to Jenya's original residence at 7-1138. Private tango went much faster than public tango, and it didn't take long for Mark to reach his destination.

He came to the door and knocked on the door, but no one answered. So I sensed it, and I didn't find Jenya's breath in the villa, and it seemed to be in the direction of the Holy Tower at the moment. Mark pulled out a crystal ball and dialed out a signal.

At that moment, the door suddenly "clicked-" opened. Ma Erhu was suspicious and pushed open the door to look inside, but there was no one, when a mechanical voice suddenly sounded:

"Discover the second master, Mark, please come in!"

"Second master?" Mark repeated, frowning.

"The master has set Mr. Mark as my second master, and the second master has all the permissions of the first master in the house!

Mark had already understood this when he heard this, and he walked into the villa without hesitation, when the signal he had just dialed was connected.

"Mark, I'm Jenya, what's the matter with me?" said Jenya's voice.

"Oh, I'm already in your house, something, you're in class, right?" asked Mark as he walked down the basement with a daze.

"Well, I'm taking a lesson in witchcraft theory. So, you wait, I'll be right back right now!"

"No, I'm just going to get you something, it will take a long time, and you can come back from class. ”

"I'll be back, Mark, wait a minute!" said Jenya's signal. Mark shook his head and didn't care about her, and directly took out the foundation stone of the formation and began to arrange it. It didn't take long for Jenia to return, and as soon as she entered the house, she went straight to the basement, and then looked at Mark with a look of surprise.

"Mark, you're really amazing!Is that primary induction potion formula really restored by you?"

Mark nodded helplessly: "This matter doesn't need to be mentioned in the future, and it's not a big deal." By the way, I see that you have also cultivated the warrior technique, but you have only reached the level of a seventh-level reserve warrior, why don't you continue to cultivate?"

"Before, the wizard's cultivation was too late, and he had to find a job everywhere to make money, where did he get the time to practice warrior exercises?"

"Now that you have plenty of time, let's practice more, by the way, do you have good warrior techniques?"

"When I was in the Mogu Gray Tower, I was fortunate enough to get a fourth-level exercise called "Qingfeng Dance". ”

"Well, since that's the case, let's practice more warrior techniques, I have some potions here for you to leave for a while, and this book of "Na Qi Decision" can help you quickly break through strong warriors. ”

At noon the next day, Mark finally finished what he was doing, looked at the basement with satisfaction, and said to Jenya with a smile: "This talisman is very important, don't let outsiders in." In the future, if you cultivate here, the effect will be very good!"

"Thank you, Mark, it's almost noon, why don't you have lunch here. ”

"No, I still have something to do over there. Mark said and walked out, before Linda and Helen sent a message, saying that today is Helen's birthday, and they want to go out together at noon to celebrate.

Leaving Jenya's cabin, Mark walked out along a cobblestone path, and the tango he drove stopped next to the main road, Helen's tango was a big red one, too high-profile, and really not suitable for Mark, which is why he planned to get one himself. Since Xie Ran has taken care of the most precious and important power machine, then the following things are easy to do.

"You're the stinky boy who secretly helped Jenya?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the side, and a dozen wizard apprentices flashed by the side of the path, surrounding Mark, and one of the leading young wizards paced out in luxurious aristocratic clothes with an arrogant look on their faces.

This wizard was tall and handsome, but his gloomy eyes and resentment made him look a little less aura and more gloomy.

Mark stopped, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and looked at the other party lightly, not panicking for a long time because of the appearance of these people.

In fact, he didn't notice this group of people hiding on the side of the road just now, no wizard will scan their mental power at any time, so no amount of mana is enough to consume, only in special circumstances, or when they feel dangerous. Of course, this also has to do with the fact that he is in the Holy Tower, which is theoretically completely safe.

Seeing that Mark didn't care and looked calm, Clay suddenly felt that there was nowhere to vent the resentment in his heart, and this feeling of depression made him almost suffocate his internal injuries. Shouldn't this little wizard panic and even beg for mercy at this time?

"No wonder Jenia came back before she finished her class, and made me wait for you outside the door for a day and a night! You're good! I think you're merry inside, and I'm outside—I'm—"

Speaking of this, Clay took a deep breath, held back his anger, pointed his finger at Mark, and continued: "I can't wait to swallow you alive!

The corners of Mark's mouth curled up more and more, and he looked at Clay in front of him for a long time: "Are you sure I'm merry in there?"

"So what?!, lonely men and widows, all night in the same house!" Clay flicked his sleeve viciously, and suddenly stepped forward and pointed at Mark:

"It seems that you are very rich? I tell you, in the Holy Tower, money alone is not enough! You also have to have power! Although the rules of the Holy Tower are very strict, but I think it is not difficult to clean you up, now I will give you a chance, leave Jenya obediently, and leave your storage equipment behind, and disappear in front of me from now on! I will spare your life!"

"Finished?" Mark asked calmly, "Then I'm leaving, please give way." ”

Hearing Mark's answer, Clay was stunned, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, now the situation is obviously better than you, I have made it so clear, is this person a fool? The fierce gaze in his eyes flashed, Clay gritted his teeth and said: "Since you asked for it, no wonder I am!"

Then Clay waved his hand: "Break his hands and feet!

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of wizard apprentices had already gathered around. There were several tall wizards with long sticks in their hands.

One of the stout wizards had been paying attention to Clay with Mark, and the stick in his hand was swung at his knees, which would have been useless if the average wizard apprentice had been subjected to such a blow. To recover completely, even if you are taking primary treatments, you have to stay in bed for at least two or three months.

"Smack-" A crisp voice sounded.

"Ahh

At this moment, no one noticed that the wizard fell to his knees, because everyone had made a move, and after a "bang, bang", a group of people fell to the ground around Mark. Only Clay was left glaring at him in amazement.

"Y-you're a strong fighter!" Clay said after a long time, his voice trembling. He felt that he had planted it this time, and he actually gave up the advantage of a wizard to play melee combat with a strong warrior, which was really looking for death!

In his eagerness to join up with Linda and Helen, Mark didn't want to waste any more time, so he grabbed Clay's neck and lifted him high, pinching his neck into a few deep dark purple streaks with great force, making him completely unable to breathe, and his whole face turned purple in just a few breaths.

"I warn you, don't trouble Jenya again in the future, or else—"

Mark stretched out his hand, pinched the little finger of Clay's left hand and broke it gently, and instantly Clay's mouth let out a suppressed low howl, if it weren't for Mark pinching his neck, it is estimated that half the mountain of people could hear the wail. At this moment, his little finger and palm formed an irregular angle.

Seeing that Clay's face was getting more and more ugly, Mark snorted coldly and threw him to the ground, and continued to walk in the direction of tango with a wave of his sleeves. If you really kill people within the scope of the Holy Tower, the consequences are still quite serious, so Mark doesn't dare to do such an outrageous thing.

Clay was thrown down by Mark, gasping for air, and his right hand trembled as he pulled his left little finger back into place, and in just one breath, his whole body was already soaked.

He looked at the figure that was walking farther and farther away with resentment, and suddenly sneered "hehe-he-", and then shouted loudly:

"Don't you dare to kill me? Hehehehe, I don't dare, I just don't know if you have any relatives alive? I'll let you pay them back tenfold and hundredfold of the pain you inflicted on me!"

Mark stopped the moment he heard this, his hands clenched suddenly, and then slowly released, he turned to look at Clay, his eyes cold.

After a moment, Mark sneered and said, "Since you think this punishment is not enough, then it will be as you wish!"

As he spoke, he sent out a message, and then stood still and waited. Clay and the group of wizard apprentices saw that Mark was not leaving, and they were as quiet as cicadas, and they did not dare to leave.

It didn't take long for a red official tango to drive by, and four blue-robed guards in blue robes hurriedly came down from above.

When they came to Mark, the blue-clad guard at the head said, "Which one is Mr. Mark?"

Mark raised his hand slightly, and handed over his official wizard badge:

"These little wizard apprentices actually dare to offend me, in the rules of the Holy Tower, I don't know how the lower wizard will be punished for attacking the upper wizard for no reason?"

The blue-clothed guard carefully examined Mark's badge, then handed it back to him, glancing at the wizard apprentices on the ground and said coldly:

"According to their rank, fifty years of seclusion!

Seeing the frowning brows of the blue-clothed guard at the head, Mark smiled slightly, and sent a message from the crystal ball:

"Here's the evidence, I recorded the whole thing!"

The Blue Guard held the crystal ball and watched it quietly for a moment, and when he looked up again, there was something wrong with the look in his eyes at Clay.

Clay's last words of threat to Mark filled him with disgust for the man. For the vast majority of wizards, who doesn't have a family? and who doesn't have a family of their own? Fights between wizards are conventionally uncommon, so Clay's words invisibly touched the taboo in his heart.

"Grab them all!

"No-, you can't do this! I'm from the Wanlin family! The ancestor of my family is ......."

Clay, who had been shouting endlessly, was taken away, and with him was his group of younger brothers, who would not have escaped this fate if they did not have a strong relationship, and the fifty years of gold during their apprenticeship as wizards also determined their fate in the future.

As for Clay, the last words he shouted out had ruined all hope, and I believe that even the ancestor of the Wanlin family would not have the cheekiness to intercede for him.