"White Abyss"

"Are you Bai Yuan?"

Chen Jingxiu was immersed in the scene just now, and did not come back to his senses for a while.

But when he heard this somewhat familiar name, he suddenly trembled, and subconsciously protected Tu Li and his party behind him.

Bai Yuan.

The deacon of the Genius Alliance in the Hunan Silk Realm?

As we all know, today's genius alliance has brought together almost all the outstanding young generations in the entire demon world, and there are really countless geniuses within it. And to be able to rush to the position of deacon under such fierce competition.

One can imagine how powerful this demon called Bai Yuan is.

Instinctive.

Chen Jingxiu was very wary of him.

"That sir, you should know each other, right?"

Ignoring Jing Xiu's vigilance, Bai Yuan smiled on his face and slowly spoke.

"You"

Jing Xiu's vigilance in his heart deepened.

"I have no ill intentions, you don't have to be so nervous. ”

"I'm just interested in that adult. ”

Bai Yuan waved his hand, signaling Jing Xiu to relax, turned his head, and looked into the distance, his voice was extremely low: "If I guessed correctly, what the adults used just now should be a little demon technique, right?"

As soon as this sentence came out.

Chen Jingxiu was completely crazy, and the hairs on his body stood up.

That's right!

It's really a little witchcraft, and there is no doubt about it.

But.

The onlookers were not 100,000 or 80,000, but none of them could see that it was a small demon.

Because that blow was too dazzling, and it was a blow that directly broke through all the forces of the boundary wall space.

Unless known in advance.

Otherwise, all demons will think that it is a powerful hexology that no one knows, and no one will associate it with small hexery.

And this white abyss

"You're following us!"

In an instant, Chen Jingxiu thought of this.

And then came even greater fear.

Even adults didn't notice that this Bai Yuan was really unfathomable!

"I said, I have no ill will towards you. ”

"Moreover, if that Lord can touch the battle of the boundary wall, I don't dare to do it. ”

Bai Yuan shook his head and said.

"That's a little witch indeed. ”

"A kind of small demon art that consists of twenty-four kinds of small demon arts, linked together in a word-to-word pattern. ”

Chen Jingxiu glanced at Bai Yuan deeply and relaxed slightly.

This demon is right, there are adults here, forgive him and he can't play any tricks.

"Sure enough!"

Bai Yuan nodded, and his expression suddenly became excited.

Twenty-four kinds of small demon arts, the blow of the boundary wall space.

The difference between the two is so great that it is like a newborn baby facing a heavily armed adult.

It's not a class at all.

However, as a result, the little demon magic won, and in a near-sweeping situation!

Bai Yuan's eyes were full of light, and he raised his head and stared closely at the indifferent young man in the distance.

On that face, there was no joy, no excitement, no excitement.

It's like, from the very beginning, he decided that he could win!

Bai Yuan suddenly felt that this adult was really imposing.

"Perhaps, he can match that adult?"

Subconsciously, a vague figure appeared in my mind.

Two completely different appearances, at this moment, slowly merged together in a strange attitude.

Bai Yuan couldn't help but tremble, and all his thoughts stagnated at this moment

"Can you see what kind of sorcery it is?"

The vast majority of the demons on the lookers were talking about this issue.

The classification of witchcraft has always been confusing and complicated, because there are too many types of witchcraft. Even compared to spirits and human cultivators, this is a unique realm.

According to the estimation of the demon with a heart, all the demon arts in the entire demon world add up, I am afraid that there are more than the other races combined.

And this also brought a lot of trouble to the classification of witchcraft, until the rise of the witchcraft mansion, and the decline of various families, the mansion witchcraft gradually became the mainstream, and the classification of witchcraft began to be gradually established.

From the most basic small demon arts, to low-level demon arts, in the advanced to the middle level of demon arts, to the high-level demon arts, as well as the earth level, the heavenly level and other top-level demon arts, this whole set of demon magic system has an extremely strict division.

It is not just about how powerful it is, but also about the difficulty of learning, the speed of casting, the consumption of divine consciousness, and so on, which are very complicated.

"I can't see it. ”

"I can't tell what kind of magic it is. ”

"But it's so powerful. ”

"At the very least, it should be high-level hexery!"

"High-level hexology? ”

"It may be some kind of top-level inheritance that has been lost. ”

All the demons shook their heads, apparently no one could see it.

And some demons with active minds are already surging in their hearts at this moment.

In the current demon world, the demon mansion is prevalent, and many ancestral demon arts have been annihilated in the long river of history. Even if some exist, they are all included in various academic institutions, and their inheritance is also integrated into the academic institutions and has become the absolute school of each province.

If this demon who came out of nowhere really has a top-level inheritance, it will be amazing!

Like this kind of witchcraft, it has always been the thing that those witchcraft mansions crave the most.

To know.

The reason why the entire demon realm is completely controlled by the Council of Elders today is because they have mastered the most of this kind of demon art. As for the other forces, most of them stopped at high-level demon arts, and they couldn't take a single step forward no matter what.

Take a look at the sudden rise of the Genius Alliance.

Isn't it also because its founders also possess many lost witchcraft?

"Don't ask too much. ”

"Even if it's a level-level hexistic. ”

"It's enough for an academic institution to rise. ”

Many demons are silently calculating in their hearts.

And then, not long after that, the entire periphery of the Illusory Realm flickered.

More and more demons are gathering here!

Mars are like rain, sprinkled one after another.

The pastoral world did not feel that it had already become the object of attention.

He was still suspended in the void, staring silently ahead.

The surrounding scenery did not change in the slightest, and the dangerous aura did not dissipate because of the failure of the first wave of the offensive, but became more and more terrifying.

"Hmm, what's going to happen next?"

"Pure demon array changes, I haven't seen it yet!"

The pastoral world whispered.

Maybe it's his words that are heard.

The rain of fire falling in the air dissipated invisibly at an extremely fast speed.

And with the last drop of Mars annihilated, changes abruptly appeared!

In the deepest part of the boundary wall space, the door that had always been indifferent suddenly shone brightly.

Streamers of light flowed out of the door silently. They are like rivers, some are fast, some are slow, some are clear, some are muddy.

Suddenly.

The streamers began to boil violently, like pots of boiling water, and countless colorful bubbles kept coming out.

The bubbles kept converging, hitting each other, and shattering.

And in the shattered bubbles, wisps of flames, with the momentum of sparks, rose in an instant.

Flame Central.

A figure, little by little!

She was as tall as a normal person, wearing a fiery red robe, covering her whole body, leaving only a head.

It's just that.

On the head, however, was attached a mask imprinted with intricate lines.

"What is this?"

"A demon?"

Mu Jie was startled, and his brows furrowed suddenly.

He never expected that there would be a demon here.

Isn't this a demon array?

There was no time for him to think, though.

The figure that suddenly appeared, slowly raised his hands.

Two slender arms, making a gesture of embracing the sky.

"The Battle of the Boundary Wall"

A leisurely sigh was like curling green smoke, filling the void.

And at the moment when the words landed.

The banshee, who was originally as demure as a lady, suddenly turned into a sheathed sword, and there were bursts of indifference and killing around her body, which made people chill.

Almost simultaneously, between her hands.

One after another, with incomparably hot heat, burst out of his body, overwhelming the sky, like a meteor shower, smashing towards the pastoral realm!

The pastoral community was in the heart.

There was a solemnity in his eyes, and his right foot also took a step forward, and the momentum around him also changed, turning into a prehistoric beast, carrying a palpitating ferocity, and facing it without fear.

Bang Bang Bang!

Between one person and one demon, like popping beans, countless sparks burst out.

For the proficiency of the little demon arts, no one in the pastoral world can compare.

There is almost no need to pinch the witchcraft, and all kinds of small witchcraft are formed endlessly.

I saw that beside him, there were all kinds of small demon arts, thunder bullets, ice swords, wind blades, fire knives, countless of them.

These little demon spells, one by one, glowed with coldness, collided with those overwhelming flames, filling the entire boundary wall space in an instant.

"Huh!"

Suddenly.

The pupils of the pastoral world shrank suddenly, and he instinctively took more than ten steps back.

In front of him.

The woman withdrew her hands at some point and held them in front of her chest.

A strange light, in the palm of her hand, became more and more brilliant.

"Brush!"

A flower.

A beautiful, immaculate, glowing flower, little by little, emerges in her palm.

It was the size of a palm, silently suspended between the banshee's hands, bathed in flames, like a burning fire lotus.

The pastoral world stared at the flame flower closely, and a strong sense of danger emerged in his heart.

"What is this?"

It hardly took to think about it, and the pastoral world knew that it had encountered a strong enemy today.

And at this very moment.

In the banshee's hand, a second flame flower took shape.

The aura of danger was even greater, and the hairs on the herdsman's body stood up.

"Can't let her continue!"

The pastoral world thought subconsciously.

Gritting his teeth, his body exploded, and the whole person rushed forward like lightning.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

The pastoral, experienced in combat, made a decision at the moment.

At the moment of the rush, countless thunderbolts appeared on him, and the crackling thunderballs continued to shatter and fuse, and soon, a thunder giant axe took shape.

"Slash!"

A burst of shouts resounded through the sky.

The pastoral world is up and down.

The Thunder Axe dragged a long winding bolt of lightning and slashed directly at the top of the banshee's head.

The already fierce and innocent thunder is even more domineering at this moment, and everywhere it passes, the void trembles, and it makes a dull explosion, which makes people feel creepy.

However.

The banshee was indifferent.

She gracefully let go of the flame flower in her hand.

The flame flower spun and floated in front of her, suddenly blooming with a bewitching light.

"Poof!"

The Pastoral Realm directly slashed the Flame Flower, but it felt like a soft and tough invisible wall of qi on the can.

The fierce and domineering Thunder Tomahawk was unexpectedly blocked.

And almost at the same time, another flame flower swayed.

The pastoral world secretly snorted badly, reacted very quickly, and turned his palm into a finger.

Little witchcraft, thunderstorm!

Endless thunder, as if finding a pour, poured forward along his fingers!

"Boom!"

A blazing silver-red light exploded between the two.

The surging power suddenly lost control and swept in all directions.

The two figures separated in an instant.

The flame flower in front of the banshee still spins non-stop.

And the pastoral world looked extremely embarrassed, and the arm hanging on one side was trembling constantly.

"Hiss"

"What a powerful demon!"

The pastoral world's face was a little ugly.

The blow just now was already the strongest thunder he could use, but it still fell behind.

It seems that I have really encountered hard stubble!

He stared closely at the still elegant banshee in front of him, thinking carefully about countermeasures in his heart, not knowing that the demons who were watching outside had already exploded their nests!