After Zhao Yi sneaked up on the Golden Beamon, his attention was no longer on it.

In the two blows with Jin Beamon just now, Zhao Yi had basically judged his strength.

If the strength and speed of the Great Cultivator of the Tenth Order Returning to the Void Realm are 10, then the speed of the Golden Bimeng should be around 100 to 500, and the strength will be a little greater, but it will not exceed 800.

Compared with Jin Bimeng, Zhao Yi's strength and speed are at least above 5,000.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Yi is backed by the power of a small world, and he can completely beat this legendary golden warrior.

Jin Beamon's every move was as ridiculous as a childlike in Zhao Yi's eyes.

The blow of the monkey stealing the peach just now, if Zhao Yi hadn't been worried about splashing his own blood, he would have directly pinched and exploded the golden Beamon's eggs.

Bypassing from the Golden Beamon, Zhao Yi came to Yao Su, who was leaning against a black stone tablet.

"You are the Sage of Time?"

Zhao Yi looked Yao Su up and down, and finally determined from his eyes that the people in front of him were not Su Qianqian and Yao Su.

Su Qianqian and Yao Su are both fools, and their eyes can't be so wise.

Zhao Yi looked at the Sage of Time and suddenly asked, "Can I learn your undead magic?" ”

Well?

When the Sage of Time heard Zhao Yi's words, he was directly stunned.

After a while, he suddenly reacted: "You want to learn necromantic magic from me?" ”

Zhao Yi waved his hand: "It doesn't have to be undead magic, other magic is fine, I don't pick." ”

Zhao Yi's dream is to be a god who comes and goes, but now he has become a big tyrant.

He is a dignified prince of a country, and his shot is a monkey stealing peaches.

It's so unsightly!

Therefore, Zhao Yi wanted to touch the class bypass and see if he could learn some other benefits.

Like, magic.

Zhao Yi remembered that after learning the advanced realm of magic, he could also fly.

Although the magic is not as high as the forced level of cultivating immortals, Zhao Yi is not easy to pick now.

Just be able to fly!

The Sage of Time had just seen Zhao Yi's methods.

Although Golden Beamon is not a high-level creature in the Three Thousand Small World, due to its strong speed and strength, it is also a king-level existence in the Orc World.

The king-level golden Beamon actually lost in front of Zhao Yi in terms of speed and strength, and the shock in the heart of the sage of time was not something Zhao Yi could imagine.

At this time, hearing Zhao Yi say that he wanted to learn magic, the Sage of Time was even more puzzled.

"Venerable, you're not kidding me, are you?" The Sage of Time asked hesitantly.

The strong are respected.

This set of principles is not only applicable in the immortal cultivation world, but also in the three thousand worlds.

The sage of time spoke very respectfully to Zhao Yi, and he didn't have the condescending posture when he talked to the male protagonist before.

Zhao Yi said seriously: "No kidding, Lone really wants to learn magic." ”

Zhao Yi stretched out his right hand and asked curiously, "Do you want to test your magic physique first, and bring a magic ball?" ””

After speaking, Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment: "Do you need to use your sensing magic power to pass through the entrance of the Baihui Acupoint?" More than ten years ago, a lone compatriot came to your magical world. He didn't have magical qualifications, but he put a horn on his head, like an antenna, and then he could sense magic in the air. ”

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he asked with a serious face: "If Lone doesn't have magic resources, can you put a corner on Lone for me?" Lone's compatriot pretended to be the horn of a unicorn, after Lone is a real dragon, the unicorn is not worthy of Lone's identity, what do you think of Lone's horn? ”

The sages of the time were dumbfounded.

"Horns?"

It was obviously the first time that the Sage of Time had heard of such an outrageous approach, and the point was that this method did indeed have a certain degree of viability.

Then, he directly doubted life.

The Sage of Time looked up at Zhao Yi, his eyes were stunned, and his face was dazed.

"Is this, this, this okay?" He said suspiciously.

When Zhao Yi heard this, he said angrily: "Isn't Lone asking you, why are you still asking Lone's head?" ”

Zhao Yi said confidently: "Lone doesn't understand magic, how can Lone know!" ”

Call!

The Sage of Time took a deep breath, then flicked his fingers and popped a cloud of colorful streamers towards Zhao Yi.

The Sage of Time explained, "This is a test of magic, it can test the magic physique, and the Venerable Lord should not resist. ”

Zhao Yi raised a palm, directly shot the streamer away, and said with a sneer: "What are you thinking?" Do you really think Lone is as brainless as the fool over there, and Lone will let your mental power enter your body at will? What a noble identity Lonely, how can you let this bandit from another world fiddle at will! ”

The sage of time's soul was weak, and at this time, he was slapped away by Zhao Yi, and his already pale face looked almost transparent at this time.

The Sage of Time looked at Zhao Yi with a bitter face: "Venerable, you don't let my spiritual power touch, how can I sense your magic qualifications?" ”

"It's your problem." Zhao Yiman said unreasonably, "If you can't think of a way, I'll kill you!" ”

Hearing this, the Sage of Time's face suddenly became even more ugly.

Speaking of me, he recited a set of incantations, and then looked at Zhao Yi expectantly.

Zhao Yi looked dazed: "What are you doing?" ”

The Sage of Time said, "I just recited the spell of the first-order undead magic "Summoning Skeletons". ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Yi expectantly: "Did you feel anything just now?" ”

Feel?

Zhao Yi thought for a while, and then nodded seriously: "It feels very noisy, buzzing like a fly, and I can't wait to slap you to death." Does this count? ”

The Sage of Time suddenly sighed and shook his head: "Venerable One, you may not have a talent for magic. ”

"I just used my own magic source to chant a spell, and the fluctuations of the magic element are the simplest and purest."

"If you have a magical talent, you should be able to sense the fluctuation of magic elements just now."

"If you're gifted in magic, you should have learned first-order magic after I recited the spell from Summoning Skeletons."

"You're not kidding me, are you?" Zhao Yi looked at the Sage of Time and said suspiciously, "How can someone learn a magic after listening to it once?" ”

As soon as Zhao Yi's words fell, he heard a voice next to him reciting a mantra similar to that of the Sage of Time.

Zhao Yi turned his head suddenly, and then saw the male protagonist leaning against a black stone tablet, chanting a spell in his mouth.

In front of him, a pale skeletal shelf emerged from the ground.

First-Order magic, "Summoning Skeletons".

The male protagonist finished reciting the spell, and then raised his eyebrows at Zhao Yiyi, pretending to be calm: "It turns out that this is magic, isn't it easy to practice, is it difficult?" ”

The Sage of Time looked at the male protagonist in shock, and was speechless in surprise.

He just said that someone could use magic after listening to him recite the spell in order to bluff Zhao Yi, but he didn't expect the male protagonist to really do it.

"Unbelievable, it's unbelievable!"

Zhao Yi's eyes narrowed, and he raised his foot without a trace, and stepped on the broken toe of Jin Bimeng.

Jin Beamon's crotch suddenly hurt and couldn't take care of it, and he reflexively pounded it to the ground with his fist.

The male protagonist is just under its fist.

The corners of Zhao Yi's mouth were raised, and he clasped his arms with both hands, looking like he was waiting to watch a good show.

"Let you pretend! Deserve! ”

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