"Impossible, how can you still unleash the Ten Thousand Tribulation Slash, you don't have a thousand flower swords as a support, why is this happening?"

The purple arc of light waves swept through this forest environment in thousands of ways, and the big trees turned into powder in the moment of contact, and the sawdust washed away with the hurricane, making the whole world seem to have an extra layer of hazy mold lake.

Michael Sark's robe was half tattered, and even his skin and flesh had undergone a lot of crumbling, and his face was full of confusion and horror.

Comoros didn't have that sword in his hand, how could he release the energy of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particles at such a long distance without losing the slightest bit of power.

The alarm bell sounded in his heart, and when he looked at it out of the corner of his eye, he was suddenly frightened, the purple sword wave was as beautiful as the arc light, but in fact, there was a huge killing intent hidden inside.

It was so fast that it didn't make a sound as it streaked through the air, and the purple glow amplified in Michael Sack's child's hole.

He's going to die, get hit!

The Life Fight will ensure safety, and at the moment when it is judged to be on the verge of death, the corresponding target wizard will be teleported away from the fighting battlefield.

But the instinct of life cannot be contained.

Michael Saxake swooped down, the purple sword wave against his back, shattering most of his hair with shock, and a large amount of blood splattered under the residual force.

"Damn, the pace of the battle has been controlled by this guy since he entered the forest battlefield." Michael Sack glanced back at the black-robed figure covered in the shield of Myriad Particle Energy, his right hand was used as a sword, and the energy sword form formed by the convergence of high-intensity particle energy covered his right hand, and a steady stream of purple sword waves were released, and nothing could stop its steps.

"What a madman, as soon as he comes in, he explodes with all his might, do you want to destroy all these ancient trees!!"

"Do you have so much particle energy to expend?"

Michael Sark's plans were disrupted from the start, he never imagined that the Comoros would be so radical, which was completely inconsistent with the information he had gathered.

"The wind is coming!"

He was extremely angry in his heart, and the particle energy in his body exploded in full force, filling the range of the biological force field, and a large number of wind blade tornadoes formed a unique formation structure, in which the subtleties could be linked to each other, energy conduction, and force conduction...... All things considered, very well-developed and sophisticated, is definitely not something Michael Sack can do.

The old trees could not withstand such a strong hurricane, and the roots were turned up from the soil, and the wind and dust were mixed with wood chips...... A hurricane field covering about 1,000 kilometers has been formed, and the scope is constantly expanding.

Michael Sark's figure also disappeared into the hurricane field.

The battlefield of 20,000 meters is not big, and for Black Soul Wang Ya, he has the combat experience of the body, and he has experienced many battles.

The hurricane field within a kilometer range still made him frown slightly.

Is this Michael Sark's hole card?

Without the Eye of Truth, the insight of the Black Soul Wang Ya also has the seven points of the ontology Wang Ya, and he can see the power of it.

The energy of the Ten Thousand Tribulation particles is indeed limited in the destructive power of disembodied matter, and the hurricane itself can give each other rotational kinetic energy, and the kilometer range is not much for the Comoros to do with it.

There should be more than that, there are definitely other changes in this hurricane field.

A turtle shell, stay in place, if the enemy does not take the initiative to attack, it will purely consume its own particle energy.

Outside the battle stone pillar, the sorcerers of the Shack family who watched did not expect the battle to be so fierce, and the two sides directly used the strongest means without any game.

Winning is winning, losing is losing!

"It seems that Comoros has the upper hand now, and the purple particle energy is the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particles, and it really has great destructive power as rumored." There are wizards discussing.

"No, I've seen the Tribulation Particle Energy with my own eyes, it's not purple, it's gray, but this effect is indeed the Tribulation Particle Energy." An old wizard retorted.

"It's weird, in the end

Why, you shouldn't be wrong with color."

The old wizard subconsciously looked at the figures standing in the front, and the faces of the patriarch Coruman and the third elder Savage were extremely exciting, staring at the projection screen with their eyes.

The former is shocked and a little incredible, while the latter is shocked and panicked.

The old face of the Turtle Wizard was moved, and the emotions in his heart could not be calmed either.

The Black Knife Wizard was in the corner of the shadows, his lips moved, and his inaudible voice could only be heard by himself, "It's the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy, not the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy, are the young wizards now so terrifying, is this really something that a wizard apprentice can do."

His eyes fell on Fiwen in the crowd, and he knew that whatever Fiwen had in mind, he was going to be completely disappointed.

Even the outcome of this battle doesn't matter.

The atmosphere of the scene became more and more weird, especially the wizards with higher status and strength, the more silent, just staring at the projection screen, as if they were discerning something....... Fei Wen's brows furrowed, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if something was out of his control, as for the reaction of Coruman and the others, they turned their backs to him and didn't notice it.

Mitch Sach's heart was not good, the balance of victory and defeat became unknown in the battle situation in the picture, he did not expect that the Comoros would be so experienced in combat, using the combat style that would give him the greatest advantage.

Michael's reaction could also be seen that his combat experience was too far behind that of the Comoros.

"The hurricane realm can restrain the energy of the Ten Thousand Tribulation particles, Comoros is only a third-level wizard apprentice, and it is impossible to wipe out all the hurricanes in an instant, as long as there is still a tornado hurricane, it can spin again, and there is still a chance."

.......

The kilometer-wide hurricane field gradually expands over time, occupying more of the area, and each tree becomes a lethal weapon mixed with the hurricane.

Whew!

At this moment, the hurricane field moved, and one after another hurricane tornadoes converged together, forming a hurricane dragon, with a huge body, a total of two thousand meters in size, without dragon claws, the whole body was uncertain wind and clouds, grass and wood debris, bound by the tornado.

The dragon's head opened a bloody mouth, and inside was an indefinite group of wind blades, and the terrifying suction bloomed, and all the substances that entered the dragon's mouth would be cut and shattered.

The Black Soul King said, "That's right, the real change should be like this."

Michael Sack, who was in the midst of the Hurricane Dragon, had a nameless fire rising in his heart, "Is this guy from Comoros mocking me, go die?"

The Hurricane Dragon tore towards the Black Soul King, and its two-thousand-meter body squeezed into the air, as if the heavenly dome was oppressing, and the terrifying suction pulled the air out of that part of the area, turning it into an absolute vacuum.

It's me who won!

The energy of the Comorian catastrophic particles could not break my hurricane field.

I can attack him.

The thousands of wind blades in the tuyere were enough to wear down his particle energy shield.

Black Soul Wang Ya's robe swayed, and his eyes looked indifferently at the ever-expanding terrifying dragon's mouth, the oppression formed by that suction force turned everything around him into a vacuum realm, and under normal circumstances, it was extremely difficult for the enemies in him to even blink their eyelids.

He didn't move until he was completely engulfed by the Hurricane Dragon.

Seeing this scene, Savage had a bit of extravagance in his heart, if he could really win, the color and appearance of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy had changed, and it was not necessarily that possibility.

"Great, Michael won."

A smile appeared on Mitchsak's face, this guy from Comoros didn't dodge, and if he was overconfident, he would lose.

Purple light bloomed in the body of the Hurricane Dragon, and cracks appeared, like a patchwork of small fragments, and the next moment, the entire two-thousand-meter dragon body turned into a disintegrating nothingness, completely dissipating in the forest field.

The remnants of the wind swept with blood, and the body that fell like rags was barely intact in its flesh, shrouded in teleportation fluctuations, and disappeared into the battlefield environment.

With

A little fishy wind blew the hair of the Black Soul King, and he stood in mid-air, the blood dripping from his right arm was shocking, and there was an arm belonging to Michael Sack.

Every drop of blood belongs to the enemy.

At this moment, the winner has been decided.

"The winner of this battle is Comoros Sack."

The figure of the Black Soul King then disappeared into the forest field.

"Hint: Wizard of the Comoros, you have obtained image income from the battlefield, magic stone x234, contribution point x23."

A little surprise appeared in the eyes of the Black Soul Wang Ya, it seems that there are still many people who have watched him fight, and he can have so many dividends in such a short time.

Outside the stone pillar.

A teleportation of light enveloped Miko's body and appeared on the ground.

Savic's old face is very ugly, although he will not worry about his life in life, but there will be injuries in battle, and it is common to miss arms and legs.

What he cares about is his own face, and the plan he prepared has been disrupted, and he even has to completely abandon some of the original plans.

A few old wizards walked out of the group of wizards behind him, and quickly treated Michael Sack's injuries with healing supernatural items.

Everyone's eyes didn't stay on the loser for long, and all eyes converged on the new teleportation light.

The black robe, the indifferent expression, the straight back, and even the robe are not too damaged.

With a rare smile on his face, "Well done, Comoros, you have proven your strength and at the same time shown your potential."

Many young wizards present were stunned, was this really the unsmiling, silent and solemn patriarch who would praise a young wizard like this.

Even in the Comoros for one hundred and twelve years, the patriarch has never praised it like this.

The Turtle Wizard nodded and looked at it with satisfaction, "You are better than when you were younger, your potential has become stronger, in these one hundred and twenty years, I don't think anyone will dare to say that you are wasted in the future."

The Black Soul King nodded vigorously, that arrogance, that confidence surprised many young wizards.

In the face of the attitude of both the patriarch and the official wizard, the Comoros has a worse character than it has been for a hundred and twenty years.

Not only did the old wizards not show any bad expressions because of the attitude of the Black Soul Wangya, but they did not hesitate to praise themselves, and their faces were pleasant.

This made a group of young wizards scratch their heads, even if they won the battle, it would not be so exaggerated.

Fiwen Sack's brow furrowed, and he was also thinking about where the key point was.

"Brother, how are you?" Mitch Sach squeezed out of the crowd, looked at Michael's injuries, and shouted loudly to the Black Soul King Ya, who was standing in the direction of the Patriarch's power wizard's figure:

"Comoros, I want to challenge you, the way of the decisive battle, the battlefield, the rules are up to you."

Mitch Sach's tone is furious, he wants to avenge his brother.

A powerful momentum suddenly erupted, and a ghost-like figure appeared in front of Mickey Sark, and ninety percent of the wizards present did not see it clearly.

Smack!

A crisp sound.

The figure that flew out upside down rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment.

Mitch Sark was stunned by the beating, came back to his senses, stood up with his hot face covered, and looked at his backer in disbelief.

Savage scolded angrily: "Have you forgotten the rules within the family, the young master of Comoros has just finished the battle, and you are relying on the strength of the extreme wizard apprentice.....

"Alright, Elder Savage, you don't have to be so harsh on a little guy, I love my brother and can understand."

Cruman spoke at this point, "But this little guy is sexual

Ge is too grumpy, so he still needs to sharpen it."

"I see, Patriarch, I'll take him to the Black Abyss."

Savage then added, "Congratulations to the patriarch on another true genius."

Coruman said with a smirk, "No, it should be the genius of the Sark family."

"What the patriarch said is that I will complete the contents of the wizard contract afterwards, and if there is nothing to do, I will leave first."

"Elder Savage, you are free.

When everyone dispersed and walked, Fiwen Sark was still in a state of confusion, he always felt that he had overlooked something, and the reactions of those old wizards were too abnormal.

It's not like the calm heart that a wizard should have.

"Come with me, I'll tell you why." A sigh rang out in Fivin's ears.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, "Black Knife Sensei."

Stone forest to the northwest.

The Black Knife Wizard still stands on the same stone pillar as he has always been.

Fei Wen took the initiative to ask, "Is it related to the energy of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particles, the color has changed, from the original gray to purple."

"Looks like you've looked up a lot of information in advance."

Fei Wen's face changed slightly, and he just wanted to explain something, but he saw the black knife wizard frowning, and the terrifying momentum directly pressed him, as if the sky was going to oppress down, his face turned extremely pale, and he almost fell to his knees.

"When will this shortcoming of yours be corrected, and when will there be hope to follow in your brother's footsteps."

Fei Wen's heart is not divided, his talent is not much worse than that of the Comoros, not to mention that he is now one of the ten stars of the stars, and the Comoros is in the past.

In terms of strength, he has surpassed the Comoros, and he is an extreme wizard apprentice, and after his path is perfected, he can try to hit the official wizard level.

"That's not the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy, but it's the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy, and the color has changed......" The Black Knife Wizard said something inexplicably emotional.

"One hundred and twenty years ago, I miscalculated, your brother is even better than I thought."

Fiwen · Shack was stunned, his eyes still confused, he seemed to notice something, he thought of something.

His face was extremely shocked, even shocked.

Subconsciously blurted out, "Impossible, how could Comoros do such an outrageous thing, that's, that's ......."

"That's the particle energy of the Myriad Tribulation Wizard, how can he change it, and even retain the powerful nature of the original particle energy."

Mitch Sach's mouth was wide open, unable to close for a long time, and his blank eyes looked at Savage sitting in the chair in front of him, and he had not yet reacted to the message from the other party.

Almost kneeling with numb legs, Mickey Sack still didn't give up, "So what, I'm an extreme wizard apprentice, and it's not like I can't beat him."

Savage laughed angrily and slapped Mickey in the face, this time it was completely symmetrical, with a red handprint on the left and right, and the muscles of his face were also swollen.

"Extremely stupid, that purple particle energy retains the nature of the original Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy, and can still make the Ten Thousand Tribulation Particle Energy far away and still maintain its power, do you know what this concept is?"

"Even the Master of the Ten Thousand Tribulations may have to go out in person, find the Comoros, and maybe exchange some thoughts on the energy of the Ten Thousand Tribulation particles."

Mitch Sark's face instantly turned pale as a blank piece of paper, dripping with sweat and wetting his clothes.

He also instantly figured out the implications and consequences that he meant.

Hurriedly leaned over and slammed his head on the floor.

Savage breathed a sigh of relief, his face was still extremely ugly, and his eyes flickered, but he was thinking about the benefits and effects of such a change.

"Trouble, this little guy from Comoros is going to soar into the sky after today, and no one can stop it, not even the Presbyterian Church, even the patriarch."

"Maybe two

A starry wizard may have met him personally!"

........

After January.

The figure of the Black Soul Wang Ya gradually condensed in the bubble land, but it was not completely condensed, only the upper body appeared, leaving a dream bubble and a word, and disappeared without a trace.

"Body, I've got you what you want."

The sound echoed throughout the Bubble Land, causing a number of dream creatures to respond.

The colorful foam trees are full of fruit and make a gargling sound.

In addition to the five-colored flowers, there is also a foul talk rose occupied by another part of the land, which uses the vocal organs that attract dream creatures to make a harsh and noisy sound, and echo each other, overlapping each other...... The five-colored flower group can't stand this situation, and they are about to run out of the dirt and go to find the evil story rose.

In the three-layer space of the real world, Wang Ya has a sense......

ps: There are still 10,000 words, I guess I can finish it before three o'clock, and it will be the same time as last night, hahacao.