The Hongmeng purple qi floating in the sea of snow-capped mountain qi in his body was not moved at all.

Buli tried many times, but he couldn't be transferred at all. It seems that only when the light of the stars and moon converges, the Hongmeng purple qi will loosen a little and enter the meridians in the body. Last night, the consumption of his spiritual power was not so large, because of the continuous replenishment of the star gems, he could barely let his consumption and replenishment reach a balance point.

Paul O'Neal watched Buli stop moving, and his heart was cold, he could analyze a data model so quickly, and Paul O'Neill also knew how much mental power Buli consumed. Despite his fantasies about Stepaway, Paul O'Neill also knows how unrealistic his fantasies are. He is not a god, and there are times when he is unsustainable. Paul O'Neill sighed softly, it would have been nice if he had appeared some time earlier.

Nothing can be assumed, nothing is possible.

"Mr. Paul O'Neill, is there a way to ......" Buli slowly closed his eyes, the thoughts in his heart were too unbelievable, even if he said it, Buli felt that it was meaningless.

"If there's anything you want, you can say it, as long as I can do it. Paul O'Neill said.

After starting the calculus, the two finally began to communicate.

"The sun is shining. Bu Li said, "I need the strength of the stars, and the star gems can replenish my spiritual power." ”

"......" Paul O'Neill finally knew what was going on in his mind. After all, he is still a young man, and he doesn't have enough time to cultivate and meditate, and no matter how strong his spiritual power is, there is always a limit.

This is an insurmountable obstacle. In front of the amount of origin power in the world realm, even if it is a fifth-level all-system great mage. It's all so insignificant.

Paul O'Neill suddenly seemed to remember something, gritted his teeth and said. "Yes!"

Bu Li was shocked, and he originally asked casually. Better than nothing. But I didn't expect Paul O'Neill to really be able to do it, except for the powerful existence in the white mist, Buli had never seen anyone achieve this. What's more, what I want is not a short moment, but the whole day turns into a night, a night dotted with stars.

That kind of consumption, even if it is a twelve-tailed Tianlan white fox, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

No, no, Bu Li then denied his idea, that guy can make up the sky and open the sky. How could you be embarrassed because of such a trivial matter? Unconsciously, in Bu Li's heart, the powerful existence in the white mist has already become a synonym for omnipotence.

"Is it costly?" asked Bu Li.

"If you can do it, you can completely parse it out?" Paul O'Neill did not answer the question of stepping away, but continued to ask.

"I don't know what to do, I can only say give it a try. Buli said. It's not a one-size-fits-all story, it's a matter of telling the truth.

Paul O'Neill's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, just like the young and frivolous young man back then, sipping on spirits in the mercenary group. When a word is not in line with the time of drawing a sword.

"I opened the magic circle of the Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Research Institute, and I should be able to do it. Paul O'Neill's eyes were as sharp as a knife and then became flat as water, as if it were just a trivial matter.

Step away from Zhilu Dao this time. Paul O'Neill wants to press it all, and that's his last and only hope.

Things have come to this point, and there's not much more to say. Buli nodded slightly. Standing in front of the workbench, the thumbs of both hands began to continue to move. I quickly calculated the data model in front of me and started working again.

Paul O'Neill walked to the center of the six-pointed star array under the transparent dome. He took out a gentle reddish-and-white staff from his bosom and held it high above his head, chanting a complex spell mixed with ancient elven and dragon languages.

The spell was extremely difficult, and Paul O'Neill struggled to chant. It's harder than forbidden spells, and it's a lot of hardships. The Institute of Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry begins to be awakened like a giant beast by Paul O'Neill. One after another, the light began to bloom, dazzling, shocking the entire Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and shocking the entire Falling Snow City.

Everyone looked at the direction of the research institute at the Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, wondering what was going on.

His Majesty Chuikov was studying the forbidden spell scroll written by Bu Li, when he suddenly felt the abnormal changes on the side of Orlando Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, his face changed, and he quickly stepped to the highest point of the imperial city, looking at the direction of Orlando Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, his face was extremely wonderful.

After a while, His Majesty Chuikov smiled bitterly and whispered, "Two madmen." ”

Two madmen indeed, obscuring the sun with dark magic. Even if it is just such a small square inch above the Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, how much magic elemental power will be consumed?

A black light descended from the sky, piercing the daylight, enveloping the Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Research Institute. As if it had reached the end of the world, on a sunny day, a black light suddenly appeared, blocking the light that was shooting towards the research institute of the Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Orlando, and the stars could be faintly seen in the black.

With light on one side and night on the other, this dreamy and bizarre sight shocked everyone in Falling Snow City.

"Let the Praetorian Guards go out and help keep order at Orlando Barrel's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. No matter who it is, they are not allowed to approach, and those who violate it will be killed. His Majesty Chuikov said.

This is the only thing that His Majesty Chuikov can do to help Bu Li, if you can do a little, just do a little, Your Majesty Cui Kov also wants to see how much wind and waves Bu Li's young man can toss.

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The starlight once again shone on Bu Li's body, gathered by the star gems, soft but tenacious and persistent.

Bu Li felt the change in the star gem, and his heart was relieved. Anyway, Paul O'Neill did it. The rest depends on whether he can mobilize Hongmeng Purple Qi and see if he can continue.

The light of the stars and the moon entered Bu Li's body, and Bu Li did not continue to calculate, but used the light of the stars and the moon to summon Hongmeng purple qi.

This time, Hongmeng Purple Qi is not like before, no matter how Bu Li summons it, he is unmoved. The light of the stars and the moon fell pervasively around the Hongmeng purple qi, as if it had been dyed, and after circulating in the body of Bu Li, it entered the meridians again, and quickly recovered Bu Li's spiritual power.

Bu Li's heart is much more steady, and his conjecture is really true.

Restarted the calculation, and the spiritual power began to recover rapidly under the nourishment of Hongmeng purple qi. Not only does it replenish the consumption, but it is also slowly increasing the upper limit of the spiritual power.

Bu Li felt that he had done it perfectly, but what Bu Li didn't know was that if the strong existence in the white mist was beside him, he must have already scolded at this time. Hongmeng purple gas is not used like this.

Analyzing the origin of the worldly realm, instead of using Hongmeng purple qi, it is necessary to use Hongmeng purple qi to restore spiritual power, which is a stupid way to put the cart before the horse.

Buli can only think of this, no matter more, because of the limitations of Buli's experience in this life, he can't comprehend it at all, which is also a helpless thing.

The thumbs of both hands are constantly pinching, and the speed has inadvertently improved a little bit. The Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Research Institute was shrouded in a layer of dark magic, and Nicholas Batum's fingers gently "twisted" the dark colors around him, and whistled a little lightly, saying: "This is the color of the abyss, there is no daylight, only rely on the light of the stars and the moon to obtain power." ”

Vanessa Paradis also looked out the window stupidly, looking at the place where the direction of the institute was completely shrouded in darkness, and asked, "Buli is also an abyss demon?"

"He's not, he's more like a demon than an abyss demon. If you can not provoke that kid, don't go. If he wants to find you, he will come back, and if he doesn't, you won't find him. ”

Vanessa Paradis didn't speak, didn't cry, just watched the black mist envelop the institute in a daze.

"His strength is almost all dark attributes. Of course, I'm talking about really powerful forces. It's really strange, how could there be such a pure dark attribute? If he could absorb the power of the sun, he would not be what he is now. What a strange young man. Nicholas Batum muttered to himself.

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Step away from the crazy calculation, the Hongmeng purple qi in the body driven by the light of the stars and the moon is more and more, more and more dense, and the whole body is different from the meditation in Longshan. The whole body was shrouded in the light of the stars and moon, but the body turned into a purple gem, emitting a faint light. The only thing that moves is a pair of hands. Constantly calculating the data model left by Paul O'Neill, the boring data of the origin of the world began to become vivid, rushing in the data flow in Bu Li's mind.

That's it, it must be so!

Bu Lizhi Dao did it right, although it was a little slow, but the last was still in the most backward trajectory. Bu Li could feel the purple Hongmeng purple qi in his two eyes begin to burn, and the Hongmeng purple qi, which was originally the origin of the world, was purer than the data model analyzed and established by Paul O'Neill. After the Hongmeng purple gas appeared, Bu Li felt that his speed of analyzing the data model had increased to another level.

It's like driving on a country road, and suddenly getting on the highway, straight from bumpy to smooth, from 20 kilometers in an hour to 200 kilometers in an hour.

That feeling of galloping made Bu Li feel a little dizzy, happiness came too fast, Bu Li didn't even be happy, he didn't have a heartbeat, he just frantically analyzed countless data, so that everything was displayed in this world.

Paul O'Neill holds a red and white staff in his hand and unleashes his hidden dark powers. At this time, even if he offends all the mages, he will be hunted down and killed as a black mage in the future, so what? As long as Buli can succeed and see his wife come back from the dead and come out of the ice crystals, everything is worth it. (To be continued......)