"No wonder no one else is allowed to pass through here, there is still this secret, but if it is all to this extent, no matter how long you live, it will be a waste!" Angliel glanced at the eye of the wind one last time, and turned to Nishio's side.

"What do you want to do!??" Nishio moved back in horror, but Angli snapped his ankle and screamed in pain.

"Little one, this time it's a lesson for you. Angliel bent down and pinched Nishio's neck, and threw it back like a chicken. Thrown directly overboard, it disappeared into the sea of clouds in the blink of an eye.

Faintly, only Nishio's shrill screams could be heard.

The empty ship flew forward at a rapid pace under the red light, dragging a long red tail flame through the sea of clouds, and soon disappeared into the sky.

In the huge eye of the wind behind them, the gray-white tornado still rotated slowly and steadily like a huge funnel. A man's face tens of meters in size slowly emerged from the surface of the funnel, composed of countless gray white clouds.

The man watched silently as the empty ship disappeared into the distant sky, leaving a faint red streak. Only then did he sigh softly and re-disappear into the eye of the storm.

"We can't afford to mess with this man, don't look for him again. A calm man's voice came from the eye of the wind.

The two deputy commanders who flew quickly behind to catch up immediately looked at each other, and slowly stopped on the sea of clouds with a group of storm elements. Looking in the direction where the empty ship had left, the two looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

"Even the lord said he couldn't afford to mess with him," the male commander said in a whisper.

The others were silent, some storm elementals clenching into fists, fingernails almost digging into their palms. The atmosphere was dreary and oppressive.

"Close!" the female commander raised her hand and flew straight towards the eye of the wind.

A few days later

Above the sea of clouds, a group of three-headed eagle vultures were surrounded by a red halo and quickly fell from the sky with their heads scorched. Like dumplings, most of the hundreds of three-headed eagle vultures died in an instant, and the rest turned their heads and flew away in horror.

Blue empty ship. Angel retracted the red light from his body, glanced at the three-headed eagle vulture, and stomped on the hull of the ship. The empty ship suddenly flew forward in extreme repair

In another few days

An empty blue ship sped past another empty brown ship.

The large group of snakes and lizards flying around the brown empty ship were instantly swept by a large red light, and they suddenly turned into charred corpses and fell down.

Before the apprentices and knights on the deck of the ship could react, they saw that all the snakes and birds in front of them were swept away by the red light and automatically burned. Reduced to charred corpses.

An old woman at the bow of the ship stooped and bowed far away towards the empty blue boat that flew away, with a staff high above her head.

Even with her blessed witchcraft eyesight, she could only vaguely see a purple-black robed figure who rescued them

For more than ten days in a row, Angre was on the road at full speed. There was not the slightest stop. The mark on his body made his strength rise rapidly.

The original level true body in the middle of the eighth level actually grew ferociously to the apex of the eighth level under the nourishment of the imprint. There seems to be no limit to this increase in terror. There is a faint sign of no end.

The peak of the eighth level has reached the strongest level below the ancestor, and if you take a step further, it is not the improvement of strength that can be advanced, but a qualitative change is required. Ancestors are not levels that can be reached by strength alone. They represent the rootless source, the source of strength that never dries up.

In order not to let the power of the huge true body bloodline that is constantly escaping collapse the body. Anglie began to naturally radiate his power, allowing the power of the world to help him suppress it, reducing the degree of isolation of his body by a large margin. In this way, a fragile balance is barely maintained.

If it goes on like this, although it is possible for him to fully exert his eighth-level strength without a shell in the future, it will continue like this. Anglie always had a feeling that if he allowed his true body to continue to grow stronger, he was afraid that the final result would be that he would explode and die. The true body of his own soul could not withstand the terrifying power that was constantly pouring out.

Therefore, every time he encounters any opportunity to vent his power, he should not miss it, and any polluting creatures or intercepting empty ships on the way will be directly burned to death by him in the hot field of the Sun Child.

The High Heat Realm is the fastest way for him to consume power now, as long as the temperature is high enough and the range is large enough, the energy consumption rate will reach an extremely high level, which can just be used to curb the power of the ontological bloodline that is growing faster and faster.

Finally, a few days later, the empty ship looked down from the sky, and the vast and boundless sea of gems in the west coast area was finally faintly visible, and the blue sea of gems was like a large piece of blue jadeite jade, clear and crystalline, reflecting blue fluorescence in the blazing sun.

There was a hint of nostalgia on Angle's veiled face, and as soon as he stepped on the deck, the empty ship tilted downward, adjusted its bow, and flew straight down.

"It's finally back"

Somewhere in the Sea of Jewels

The carcasses of three huge narwhals floated on the pale blue water, and the red blood then covered a large area of the sea, which looked extremely bloody.

On the silver horn of one of the white whales, a tall man with a translucent body was standing steadily.

His eyes were slightly closed, and a gray and white coronal disc was suspended behind him, and the black shadow cast by the pointer on it was strangely pointing directly upward.

Suddenly, the shadow of the coronal hand spun rapidly and hissed. After dozens of turns, the shadow of the pointer suddenly stopped, pointing to the west-north.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and his blue pupils shrank slightly.

"Finally the man who snatched my key appeared"

Dozens of small human faces slowly appeared on his face, including men and women, old and young.

"We feel it too, the man who stole the Key of Shadows in the first place."

"Kill him!Kill him!!"

"I'm so hungry"

"Retrieve the key and regain control of the hourglass of time!"

Time will prove you wrong. ”

The faces roared loudly, each speaking their own words. Some are crazy, some are reprimanded, some are angry, some are hateful.

"Enough," the man whispered, "time has proven me right. Don't you feel how powerful I am now? This kind of power has far surpassed that of our most powerful years. It's great, let's get two in one power of time. ”

The faces on the man's face slowly calmed down, returned to their original normal faces, and disappeared.

"Time will prove that I am right, and I will always be right. He glanced somewhere in the sea on his right, and with a slight touch of his toes, his body snorted and disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared.

More than half an hour later.

To the right of the narwhal, two men suddenly appeared on the blue sea. They were all middle-aged people in black robes, with shocked expressions on their faces.

"It's good that he didn't notice us when he finally left, isn't this madman always operating in the eastern seas?"

"I don't know if the axis of time was known for its crazy blood, and all the wizards who joined it were crazy, who could predict the whereabouts of a madman?" The other person spat out the sea water in his mouth, but the direction of the fluctuation that this guy left seemed to be land, so he couldn't be preparing to go to land, right?"

"If you really go to land, then it's a big problem, and no one on the entire West Coast can cure this monster"

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

Offshore of the Jewel Sea

Above the blue sea, an empty blue ship flew straight down at an angle, slamming into the deep water.

Rumble!!

The hull of the 100-meter empty ship plunged into the sea, stirring up a circle of white waves, and the waves several meters high spread out in all directions. The water splashed and fell on the surrounding sea, like heavy rain, with small water streaks.

The front half of the hull is crooked into the sea, and the back half is raised high, sinking continuously. On the deck of the ship, Anglie was dressed in a purple and black robe, covered with a purple veil, with a hood, revealing only a pair of fluorescent red eyes.

With a slight step on his feet, his whole person jumped up several meters high, and his right hand quickly carved several symbols in the air.

"Ai Bingsi (floating)!" a witchcraft sentence was chanted, and Anglie's body floated naturally in the air.

Looking down at the empty ship that was about to sink, Anglie turned his head to look to the left in the distance, where there was a golden beach with dense black coconut groves.

Leaning forward slightly, Anglie flew straight towards the beach. In less than half a minute, it landed gently on the beach.

"Where is this? It seems that I'm too fast, far beyond the normal route stops. ”

He stretched out his finger and slowly drew a red semicircle in the air, in which a sun and a moon automatically flashed. The figure flickered, and then a translucent old man's face emerged.

"It's been a long time since I've used the witchcraft of the West Coast, I really miss it" Anglie looked at the face, the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, this is a simple little witchcraft to ask for directions, it is to temporarily condense the earth, rocks and seawater under his feet into a spirit, ask for the information he needs, and then compile the witchcraft model into a language that can be understood.

"In which direction is the kingdom that Ram answered?" he asked softly.

The old man's face hesitated. "The passing ships are going along that side. His eyes looked at a coconut grove to Angliel's right.

"Got it. ”

Anglie waved his hand to disperse the transparent face.

"Since the entrance is in the Ram Academy, it is easy to find the Kingdom of the Ram Academy first. Just in time to stop by to see Lennon, Timos and the little guy's family don't know how they're doing. ”

He shook his head lightly and smiled dumbly, "I'm really getting more and more nostalgic" On tiptoe, his whole person instantly turned into a flame and disappeared in place, between the coconut groves hundreds of meters away, there was a faint dark red flame that flashed away. (To be continued.) )