【585】Slash! The black-hearted horror, the group of witches trembling (above) begging for a monthly pass
Tick!
In the unknown white cave, the ground is pure white crystal, a white skeleton, sealed in it, and there are many bones of extraordinary creatures that exude a terrifying aura and reach the starry level.
Acts as a special magnetic field radiation to provide a supplement to specific elements.
The human-shaped crystal, the whole is turbid, gray, you can't really see the internal situation, compared to normal people, it is very tall, the atmosphere of barbarism and antiquity is pervasive, and there is an indescribable domineering.
Any living being who enters the cave and feels its breath will be shocked, frightened, and panicked.
This does not include her in a crimson robe, with her blue hair casually draped and a blue book in her hand.
Her eyelashes were long, and her skin was as white as lamb's nephrite.
The blue eyes are like a pool of autumn water, but with a calm like ice.
Slender fingers gently flip through the blue book.
When the Wizard of Wutu projected the embodiment of ferocity, the flipped fingers stopped, and the frowning brow broke the previous silence and kindness.
The Great Wizard of the Silver Sea closed the blue book, his eyes were subtle, "The power of ancestral blood, in the ancient era, the races that crossed the starry sky of the universe, not every human being was strong in the beginning. ’
'Projecting so many resentful bodies, this ancestral blood potential is not trivial, but it is only to use the two sides of its own illusory reality to carry the opposition between true blood and resentment, fill in the lack of balance, and the amount of power released depends on whether the individual's own foundation is strong or not. ’
'The will is not firm, the spirit is not pure, the soul is not pure, the nature is not condensed, and the energy is not spiritual.' The Silver Sea Grand Wizard's eyes narrowed, and he said to himself, "Wu Earth Wizard, how far can you unleash it." ”
Turning his head, he stared at the humanoid crystal.
The muddy and filthy part seems to be receding over time, revealing the tall figure inside.
The blonde hair is extremely noticeable.
If Wang Ya was here, even if there was a big difference in his breath, he would be able to recognize that the figure inside the statue was the 'Saint King Wizard'.
Compared to the past, the changes, the differences are just too great.
Extraordinary fluctuations do not have that iron-blooded, domineering, and kingly atmosphere, but another kind of rebelliousness, coldness, and violence.
The pitch-black eyes, with a few red accents, are still spinning, and they are special natural abilities related to the eyes.
"There are many ancient things, not that the older the stronger, the times are changing, and they are being renewed."
"With the ancient blood, you are no worse than anyone else, even when facing the wizard of the earth who activates the ancestral blood. You will have a new name—Holy Sin. ”
The blue book hovered beside him, and the Grand Wizard of the Silver Sea stretched out his slender finger and lightly touched the crystal.
Click!
The cracks were generated, and the smoke of tiny blue and black wafted out, polluting the purity of the crystal in the cave, as if it had a self-replicating, polluting, visible speed, dimming, and blackening everything.
The Great Wizard of the Silver Sea had a calm face, and those blue and black smoke and dust could not get close.
Every inch of land is like a world apart.
The crystal shattered completely, and the Saint King wizard with a new name stepped out.
The eyes opened, indifferent, cold, containing all the murderous intentions in the world, make people creepy and give birth to horror.
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Call!
The air seemed to get heavy.
Shadows, wings raised, or gigantic legs, with each wave, will roll up the clouds, and radiate a vast area beyond the ordinary.
There are too many of them, and the resentful projection, each of which is comparable to a starry wizard with a witchcraft-like innate ability, supported by a steady stream of ancestral blood power.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the herd, controlling the giant nine-headed dragon, and the flesh and blood merged into the skull.
Terrible!
Powerful!
This is the only feeling that the Wizard of the Earth gives people now.
No one has been able to defeat so many transcendent beings of the same level.
The Crimson Society has never existed in its history.
Everyone also believed that the Nightmare Wizard could not do it.
It's a fact.
There will be no ridicule.
It's just a pity, it's a pity that the Nightmare Wizard has encountered the unreasonable taboo of the Wizard of the Earth.
With the method of freezing space and extremely lethal spears, it is possible to defeat other young genius wizards.
The embodiment of the power of ancestral blood feasts everyone's eyes.
Gold and silver wizards are joyful, and the more people who pay attention, the greater the ups and downs of mental emotions, and the more benefits they can have.
In the dark, I sensed an unknown existence.
He began to meet the requirements.
It won't be long before that place will be completely open to him.
The consciousness of the Wutu wizard began to return, dominating the huge body of the nine-headed dragon, with bat-like wings, and no feathers could be seen, but there were dense gaps, and large areas of shadows existed, which could not be seen really.
A resentful projection intercepted all the ways of life and blocked the airspace.
The black eyes and the bloodshot eyes of the Wutu wizard stared at each other, without too many words, the accumulated battle intent, and the suppressed killing intent burst out at the right time.
The right hand holding the Magnetic Silence Lightning Sword slowly raised, the sword body was upright, and his black eyes reflected the dense turbidity of the energy of the Annihilation Particles, and his breathing became heavy.
This moment is one of the biggest crises he has faced in his life.
Except for the battle of Hans Christian Andersen, even the Battle of the Pale Hand cannot be compared.
The gap between five powerhouses of the same level and hundreds of powerhouses of the same level is heaven and earth.
It's just that he doesn't stand still, he is stronger than in the past.
The powerful arms, the energy of the annihilating particles flowing from the pores and fingerprints of the palms, hooked up with the Magnetic Death Lightning Sword, maintaining such a shapely state.
The power of the landslide and tsunami, with the swing of the sword, the ink infects everything in front of it.
Silently, the space is split in half.
The projection of the resentful murderer blocking the way forward disappeared, and the black lightning that participated in it was transmitted to some of the adjacent resentful projections.
Supported by the power of ancestral blood, they have a physical body, and the pain like the heat melting, unbearable, and wailing.
"Resentment and a hundred ghosts, invade everything!" The Wutu wizard raised his hands high, his face was hideous, his green tendons bulged, and the earthy yellow blood flowed through, and the nine-headed resentful beasts fused with each dragon head made a roaring sound.
Rumble!
The hordes of resentful beasts have rioted, and some of the ancient races buried in history have shown their past power in the present world.
The incomparably powerful force resented the murderer, the fist struck, the space shattered, and the black storm swept through, which could not cut the fur on its body, but instead fueled the momentum; The shadow of the fist is infinitely magnified, affecting the mind, and the double attack of illusion and reality.
The ubiquitous wind blades and the gray tornadoes that pulled up were very amazing, carrying a large number of resentful evils, and quickly sending them to Wang Ya. Black hair flying, black eyes are indifferent, even the edge of the wind can cut the body of a starry wizard. He saw that in the depths of the gray tornado, the resentful murderer who was constantly dancing and twisting his body was not a beast, but a race of creatures in human form.
The history is too vast, in the ancient era of the first human race, the races that existed, and the lives were innumerable, Wang Ya couldn't tell what kind of creature was killed by the source of ancestral blood, and the threat brought by it was real.
The invisible pulling force is extremely great, Wang Ya's brows furrowed, it is difficult to deal with, formless and substantial, if you want to kill that creature, you have to enter the core of the gray tornado, the key is that it will move, the formless and qualitative characteristics, it is even more difficult to grasp it.
Looking at the ape-like resentful murderers who were waving their fists, and more resentful murders attacking, Wang Ya's eyes were a little colder.
Except for the most critical means, the rest can no longer be kept.
The wizard of Wutu is not bad, and the pressure brought by it is very great!
The Nightmare Mirror floated behind it, the white and yellow mirrors unfolding, and a large number of chains ejected, binding the most active and fastest ape-like resentment.
Swing your sword and decapitate.
A pitch-black fire erupted from his left eye, and the power of the curse spread, and without a medium, it burned directly to the nine-headed dragon's body.
Capture the thief and capture the king first.
Wang Ya would not be stupid enough to fight with so many resentful projections, tug-of-wars, and wheel battles, all of which were not good for him.
Who knows how much power the Wutu Wizard can exert as the source.
Moreover, his aim is to solve the problem quickly.
Overwhelming strength to solve some intrigues hidden beneath the surface.
He came to the Crimson Society to obtain resources, improve his strength, and background, deal with the Star Fighting Meeting, and at the same time solve the hidden dangers caused by the Extinction Meteorite Cannon.
Hans Christian Andersen hid in the shadows, not knowing the specific situation, which made him worried.
More strength is needed to deal with everything, including finding the Dream Wizard who is lost in the dream world...... Maybe when the fruiting period is reached, you will be able to have enough dream power to use Senior Sister Kelan's verified connection about the dream wizard to anchor.
No matter how small the trouble is, it will not affect anything, but it will be annoying.
Wang Ya urged the Heavenly Evil Eye, and the curse used an invisible medium to ignite the Wutu Wizard himself, which may not be able to kill the other party, but it can also cause a certain control effect.
Dead eyes blink, locking onto the place of death.
A deadly crisis looms over the Wizard of Pentecost.
The black flames on her body had not yet been completely extinguished, the white flames that burned on the illusory level, and they had taken root in her consciousness, and the feeling of a splitting headache made her scream.
Everything happened so fast.
The enemy ignored the attack of the projection of the resentful enemy.
The Wutu wizard bears the ancestral blood, and the will is not lacking, and the ruthlessness flashes in his eyes.
He didn't even care about the burning of black and white.
The right hand pierced into the chest, crushing the heart, and the endless yellow torrent squeezed out, and the small body seemed to be connected to the unknown space.
The sky is infected with yellow, and the clouds turn into substance, condensing clods of earth, and falling under the pull of gravity.
The rain of debris is coming.
The invisible medium was covered and interrupted, and the black and white flames gradually extinguished, revealing the broken body of the Wutu wizard, the scorch marks were extremely obvious, and even the viscera and bones could be seen mixed into a mass of charcoal.
After all, the subsequent damage was contained, and the hollowness of the chest cavity was replaced by a pair of ribs made entirely of yellow mud, and new viscera were being generated, and a steady stream of yellow torrents could not be known at the source, as if anchored in the heart of the Wutu wizard.
The Eye of Truth scanned the past and didn't get much information, which was an aspect that Wang Ya had never touched, and it also proved that there were many secrets and a very high level.
Wang Ya had some ideas, but before that, he had to solve the resentful projections in front of him that had fallen into a rage.
The black lightning torrent crushed a resentful projection beast completely covered with heavy armor into nothingness fragments, and the black lightning sword in his hand also collapsed into nothingness, and his power was exhausted.
Prior to this, in the Black Sun and Ice Realm, the Great Destruction Death Spear had been used in a row, and it had also killed many resentful beast projections.
Roar!
A pangolin-like beast, with huge hair wings on its back, and if you look closely, the hair is clearly a wriggling black monster worm, making a sharp sound, transmitting far away, and the void appears like a substantial sound wave trace, showing twists and turns.
There is no doubt that it is extremely destructive, and it is carried out from both the unreal and the real at the same time.
There are too many resentful projections, Wang Ya continues to use the limit to dodge, although it is very effective, but the battlefield is here, unless the battle is abandoned and leaves, so many resentful projections will be found again.
The distance of tens of thousands of meters, for these resentful projections, can be reached in the blink of an eye.
The white and yellow mirror of the Nightmare Extinguishing Mirror revealed the face of a stunningly beautiful woman, with a cold face and a cold murderous intent in her eyes.
It is Mona, the spirit of the Nightmare Extinction Mirror, she manipulates the Nightmare Extinction Mirror, assists Wang Ya in fighting, the use of the characteristics and abilities of the Black Mirror and the White Mirror, is very skillful and experienced, and the Harak Mirror has resisted at least dozens of waves of attacks, and the rest is left behind to be defended by the barrier of the Kingdom of God.
The attack of the illusory level, under the protection of Mona and the robe of the kingdom of God, Wang Ya was not affected in any way, and his combat power was maintained at the peak.
His black eyes were as calm as water, his brow furrowed, and the overwhelming amount made him feel tricky.
It's almost the same as when I first came to the Crimson Society and faced the hundreds of high-level wizard creatures, and the pressure was even greater.
The super-fast natural ability to flip attacks, and the unguardable weird ability is not repeated, and it takes a lot of effort to deal with it.
The creatures and lives that exist in the ancient era, Wang Ya also lacks the corresponding intelligence, and the unknown has an advantage, which is very fatal and a big disadvantage for Wang Ya.
The golden light reflected in the robes rippled as they resisted the attack of the sound.
Every second consumes a lot of sacrificial power.
Wang Ya exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the corner of his eye would stand in the distance, above the nine-headed dragon head in the center of the pile of many resentful beasts.
The sorcerer of the earth, who has restored the will of the wizard, has reason, crushed his heart and caused the wrath beast to go berserk, and he is still in a safe state.
The earthy yellow liquid that flowed from the hollow of the heart replenished the slain vengeful beasts.
The information obtained by Wang Ya in battle. The number of resentful beasts has remained around three hundred, and it seems that there is an upper limit to control.
Compared to the normal life of a wizard of the same level, the Resentful Beast is undoubtedly easier to kill.
The Star Wizard will seek to restore the energy of the natural particles of heaven and earth, and even ingest all the materials that can sustain their own consumption, such as land, trees, and the vitality of life.
Stepping into the deep void and evading the pursuit of enemies is also quite difficult to dodge, and it is difficult to actually kill enemies of the same level.
In the Battle of the Pale Hand, Wang Yadu arranged the witch array in advance and blocked the other party's way. In reality, there is no way out of the dream world.
The essence of the resentful beast is that the ancestral blood power is called, and the ancestral blood is needed for energy, and it also has the advantage of killing, and then using the ancestral blood power to pull back at any time There is no source of power for no reason, and the burden of everything must be a Wutu wizard, maybe you can use the ancestral blood to reduce the burden, but it must be under great pressure.
Since the use of the method of resenting the Hundred Ghost Tribulation, the Wutu Wizard has been hiding in the protection of the Resentful Beast, and he can get some definite intelligence information.
The intelligence information Wang Ya got was far more than that.
His black eyes flickered, and he thought of a suitable way to solve the Wizard of the Earth without revealing his real hole cards.
This is undoubtedly still very difficult.
White arcs of light pulsate in the pupils.
The power of the future of truth is reactivated.
Watch the future prediction as expected.
In the hearts of many wizards watching the battle, Wang Ya was able to do so much and not be defeated by the terrifying number of resentful beasts, which was already an extremely amazing performance.
Every action is like dancing on a tightrope.
The aura of those hideous and terrifying beasts gathered together, making the star wizards tremble and tremble, no one could be confident that they could survive such a battle.
Wang Ya did it, and fought fiercely for a long time, killing dozens of resentful beasts.
But no one still believed that Wang Ya could defeat the Wutu Wizard and win.
There are too many resentful beasts.
Kill one, and the Wutu wizard can replenish it at any time, and the types are not the same, full of unknown means.
Like an abyss, the unknown is unpredictable.
Then there is defense, and at some stage, it will suffer special means that it has not been able to resist, and it will be defeated.
It took nearly a minute to fight with the resentful beast, but it was extremely difficult to even touch the Wutu wizard who was under heavy protection.
"Nightmare wizards are proud enough, there are few wizards of the same level who can do this, and there may not be such wizards in the society."
"It's a pity that I met a Wutu wizard, it's a pity." There are wizards who transmit consciousness messages like this, and their words are full of regret.
The Demon Soul Wizard and the Evil Heart Wizard watched in silence and did not speak.
The black-hearted wizard and the other three had gloomy faces and dry lips, the Wutu wizard was too strong, and the power of the ancestral blood was too strong.
"My opponent seems to be the same guy from Wutu, and the Nightmare Wizard is going to be defeated after all." Calamity Wizard's eyes narrowed, his brow furrowed, his fists clenched, groping, no one could know what was going on in his mind.
In the territory of the Silver Sea, the Black Feather Great Wizard stood straight, and the picture in front of him was reflected, yellow, and the viscous liquid seemed to be about to drip into reality.
Special pollution, terrible, comes from ancestral blood, and the weak will be affected and become part of the resentment until they die completely.
He didn't react much, just what he was expecting in his eyes, curious about something. (End of chapter)