The super-shaped performance is misty, so that the audience can't grasp a scale. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It hid its footsteps, raised the pear-shaped piano in its hand high, and smashed it towards the back of Teng Yunshen's head.

Immediately after that, its performance came to an abrupt end.

A cloud of smoke pierced through the superform's body, and burning silver debris fell to the ground like snow powder. The hyperform's face was expressionless, and the wizard who drove it looked incredulous.

He saw the gray superform. It held a spear in one hand and a firearm in the other, majestic, but wrapped in exhaustion and frost, like a deserter in a fairy tale.

Superform fired another shot. Bang! The gunfire was deafening, dispersing the sky.

Teng Yunshen couldn't control the superform as he wanted, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he had to stagger away from the wizard.

Supershape pulls the trigger again.

The necromancer raised his hand, which was still intact, gathered his magic power, and stabbed Teng Yunshen, who had lost his coordination, in one fell swoop. The latter staggered like an acrobat on a balance board.

However, constantly receiving signals from wizards, Teng Yunshen obtained energy that did not belong to anyone. The wizards had provided him with this power, but it had never been possessed by them. And even if Teng Yunshen occupies this energy, he will eventually lose it.

However, at this moment, this energy belongs to him. In a moment when fate strikes, he can use this powerful energy on behalf of the person who wishes.

Teng Yunshen began a wonderful journey. The necromancer chased after him, whirling between ice sculptures and ice sculptures. However, his soul flew farther away, even across time, to the past and even to the future.

His mana has always been maintained at the level of the third order, but he can do things that even a fourth-order wizard can't accomplish or even imagine.

Teng Yun was deeply aware of people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows. Not only the wizards whose lives were hanging by a thread, but also the mortals who didn't know anything about the battle going on, Teng Yunshen also got energy from them.

Happiness and sorrow are relative, like light and shadow. The lovers hugged each other intimately, but unfortunately, the world was full of partings. The two hugged so closely because he and her were about to face a long parting...... Teng Yun deeply absorbed the energy of the two. He and her happiness, his and her sorrows, his and her desires. Teng Yunshen couldn't stop the two from parting, but he could prevent the world from falling apart, so that he and she could find a way to each other.

And many, many, many, many. The old man in his twilight, the calm middle-aged man, and the lively child, they all have their own joys and troubles. Happiness is energy, and so are troubles.

The energy is endless, and the ocean is unbridled. It is not swayed by Teng Yunshen, but it is willing to burst out of fleeting splendor for it.

Teng Yunshen turned around. He ended his journey of reflection.

He accepted the joy of the old man from the full house of children and grandchildren, and also accepted the loneliness of the old man from the withering of the old, he accepted the pride of the middle-aged man from family harmony, and also accepted the fatigue of the middle-aged man from hard work, he accepted the expectation of the child from the growing teeth, and also accepted the anxiety of the child from the ever-changing day.

He gets energy from all kinds of people, good people and bad people, and they all have one thing in common, they want to live.

"Fateful day. Someone whispered.

"Behold, the man ......"

"Man of fate. ”

The wizards looked in awe at Teng Yunshen who was facing the necromancer.

His steps were like fire, like lightning, as dexterous as a spark, as swift as lightning. He entered the fateful day of his life once in a lifetime. At this moment, he may be able to become a great man. This is the ability and mission that fate has given to the wizard.

The necromancer turned and ran. It is irrational to be the enemy of the man of fate. No matter how powerful he is, the man of destiny can resist him and defeat him. However, the man of fate is not invincible. Sacred moments are fleeting. Until then, all he should have done was run away......

Teng Yunshen easily caught up with the necromancer.

"You can't escape. He said. His figure is lonely, alone, and he stands at the center of the world. In the ownerless time, in the ownerless space, everything is chaotic, but he has a clear purpose. Teng Yunshen collected everyone's wishes. This includes both the sorcerers and the fearful necromancers.

Teng Yunshen held the necromancer. His wish was just a tiny murmur, and Teng Yunshen threw him out of the world.

The last third of the ice sculptures melted.

The necromancer fell to the cold floor. He lost his original shape, and blood foamed out of his body. Teng Yunshen took away his energy, took away his mass, and threw those things in the old world. Only a small part remained, squirming in the new world after Teng Yunshen's transformation. It wasn't even a stretch of life, his life was over.

Teng Yunshen no longer looked at the useless necromancer, he walked towards the slowly open door.

He also has energy, and he can participate in battles elsewhere. He walked into the central square filled with gunsmoke and was greeted by countless shocked eyes.

The sorcerers exchanged words: "The man of fate has appeared at this time!" They made way for him and gathered behind him, like subjects following the Son of Heaven.

Teng Yunshen passed in front of the second hall and stopped in front of the third hall. The door is closed. The outcome of the entire battle depends on this.

When he mentions the magic outside, it is as easy as holding a big bag of cotton. Fate continued to enhance Teng Yunshen's mana. He quickly broke through the third order, followed by the fourth and fifth orders, and finally reached the sixth order...... He raised his glowing hand and pressed it against the door.

The door shook violently. Rusty time falls down with a rattle. The wizards held their breath and watched as Teng Yunshen pulled open the door.

"Give him the energy. A sixth-order wizard suggested, "The next battle is not for you to intervene in. He walked to Teng Yunshen's side.

The first hall serves wizards of the first to third ranks, the second hall serves wizards of the fourth to fifth ranks, and the third hall serves wizards of the sixth order.

The wizards took the initiative to hand over the energy to Teng Yunshen. The few remaining sixth-order wizards gathered around Teng Yunshen.

The first wizard whispered, "Son, let's go." ”

The interior of the hall is fragmented, as if it has found a nightmare of sustenance in reality. Lightning and thunder roared, ghosts were heavy, and they shouted hoarsely and loudly.

Teng Yunshen turned around and found Jiang Xiaoxiao and Su Ruiwen who were worried in the crowd, and they nodded to him.

"Let's go. He clenched his swords and burst into the third hall.