Wizards pursue the truth

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In the unknown white cave, the ground is made of pure white crystal, and there are white skeletons sealed in it. There are many skeletons of extraordinary creatures that exude terrifying auras and reach the level of stars.

It acts as a special magnetic field radiation and provides supplement of specific elements.

The human-shaped crystal is turbid and gray as a whole, and the internal situation cannot be seen clearly. Compared with a normal person, it is very tall, filled with a wild and ancient atmosphere, and has an indescribable tyranny.

Any living being who enters the cave and feels its breath directly will be shocked, frightened, and panicked.

It does not include her wearing a crimson robe, her blue hair hanging loosely, and holding a blue book.

Her eyelashes are very long and her skin is as white as lamb nephrite.

The blue eyes were like a pool of autumn water, but they were as calm as ice.

Slender fingers gently turned the pages of the blue book.

In the picture presented in the field of vision, when the Wutu wizard projected the incarnation of evil and resentment, his twirling fingers stopped, and his furrowed brows broke the previous tranquility and kindness.

The great wizard of the Silver Sea closed the blue book with a subtle look in his eyes, "The power of ancestral blood. In the ancient times of the past, not all of the ethnic groups that spanned the universe and the stars were strong in the beginning." '

'Projecting so many evil bodies, the potential of this ancestral blood is not trivial. It can only use its illusory and realistic sides to carry the opposition between true blood and evil, filling the missing part of the balance. How much power is released, after all. It still depends on whether the individual's own foundation is strong or not. '

'If the will is not firm, the spirit is not pure, the soul is not pure, the nature is not solidified, and the energy is not spiritual.' The Great Wizard of Yinhai narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Watu Wizard, how far can you release it? .”

Turning around, he stared at the human-shaped crystal.

The turbid and dirty parts seemed to be receding as time went by, revealing the tall figure inside.

The golden hair is extremely obvious.

If Wang Ya were here, even if there was a big difference in aura, he would be able to recognize that the figure inside the statue was none other than the 'Holy King Wizard'.

Compared with the past, the changes and differences are really huge.

The extraordinary fluctuations do not have that iron-blooded, domineering, kingly aura, but instead have another kind of unruly, cold, and violent.

The dark eyes, with a little red accent, are still rotating, which is a special talent related to the eyes.

"There are many ancient things. The older they are, the more powerful they are. Times are changing and they are being updated."

"With the ancient blood, you will not be worse than anyone else, even when facing the Wu Tu wizard who activates the ancestral blood. You will have a new name - Holy Sin."

The blue book was floating beside him, and the Silver Sea Wizard stretched out his slender fingers and gently touched the crystal.

Click!

The cracks appeared and grew larger, and tiny blue and black smoke floated out, polluting the purity of the crystal in the cave. It seemed to be self-replicating, polluting, visible to the naked eye, dark, and dyed everything black. .

The Great Wizard of the Silver Sea looked calm, and those blue-black smoke and dust could not be approached.

The square inch of land is like a world apart.

The crystal was completely shattered, and the Holy King Wizard who got a new name came out.

The eyes that opened were indifferent and cold, containing all the murderous intentions in the world, which made people's hair stand on end and gave rise to terror.

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The air seemed to become heavy.

Covering shadows, raised wings, or giant feet, every wave will sweep up thousands of miles of clouds and radiate extraordinary radiation over a large area.

There are too many, evil projections, each of which is comparable to a starry wizard with general innate abilities of witchcraft, supported by a steady stream of ancestral blood power.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the figure in the center of the herd, riding a giant nine-headed dragon, with flesh and blood integrated into its head.

terrible!
powerful!

This is the only feeling Wutu Wizard gives people now.

No one can defeat so many extraordinary beings of the same level.

The Crimson Society has never existed in its history.

Everyone also believed that the Nightmare Wizard couldn't do it.

Is the truth.

There will be no ridicule.

It's just a pity, it's a pity that the Nightmare Wizard encountered this unreasonable taboo of the Wutu Wizard.

With the help of freezing space and extremely lethal spear methods, he can defeat other young genius wizards.

The manifestation of the power of ancestral blood was a feast for the eyes.

The Gold and Silver Wizard is happy. The more people pay attention, the greater the mental and emotional ups and downs, and the more benefits can be obtained.

Somewhere in the dark, an unknown existence was sensed.

He started to fit the bill.

Before long, that place would be completely open to him.

The Wutu wizard's consciousness began to return, dominating the huge nine-headed dragon body and bat-like wings. No feathers could be seen, but there were dense gaps and large areas of shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Resentful projections blocked all escape routes and blocked the airspace.

The black eyes looked at the bloodshot eyes of the Wutu wizard, without too many words. The accumulated fighting spirit and suppressed murderous intention would burst out at the right time.

The right hand holding the Magnetic Silence Lightning Sword was slowly raised, the blade of the sword was upright, the black eyes reflected the dense turbidity of the annihilation particle energy, and his breathing became heavy.

This moment was one of the biggest crises he faced in his life.

Except for Andersen's battle, even the Battle of the Pale Hand cannot be compared.

The gap between five strong men of the same level and hundreds of strong men of the same level is as big as heaven and earth.

It's not that he is standing still, he is stronger than before.

The powerful arms, the annihilation particle energy flowing from the pore fingerprints on the palms, are connected to the Magnetic Silence Lightning Sword, maintaining this shape.

With the power of a landslide and a tsunami, as the sword is swung, ink infects everything in front of it.

Silently, the space split into two halves.

The evil projections blocking the way forward disappeared into thin air, and the tiny black lightning involved was transmitted to some adjacent evil projections.

Supported by the power of ancestral blood, they had physical bodies, and the pain was as high as melting, unbearable, and they began to cry.

"Hundreds of evil spirits will invade everything!" The Wutu wizard raised his hands, his face was ferocious, veins bulged, and earth-yellow blood flowed past, and he lowered himself into the nine-headed evil beast that had merged with itself, each with a dragon head. Make a roaring sound.

boom!
The group of resentful beasts rioted, and some ancient races buried in history showed their past power in the present world.

Incomparably powerful and vicious, the fist attacked, the space was shattered, and the black storm swept across. It could not cut the fur on its body, but only increased the momentum; the shadow of the fist was infinitely magnified, affecting the mind, a double attack of illusion and reality.

The ubiquitous wind blades and the gray tornado pulled up were astonishing, carrying a large amount of resentment and evil and sending them quickly to Wang Ya. The black hair is flying and the black eyes are indifferent. Even the sharp edge in the wind can cut the starry wizard's body. He saw that deep in the gray tornado, the vicious creatures that were constantly dancing and twisting their bodies were not beasts, but a race of creatures in human form.

History is too vast. In the ancient era of the first human beings, there were countless races and lives. Wang Ya could not identify what kind of creature this was killed by the source of ancestral blood. The threat it posed was real.

The invisible pull was extremely powerful. Wang Ya frowned. It was difficult to deal with it. It was invisible and without quality. If he wanted to kill that creature, he had to enter the core of the gray tornado. The key was that it could move. It was invisible and without quality. It’s more difficult to catch.

Wang Ya's eyes turned cold as he saw the ape-like evil spirits attacking with fists and more evil evils approaching.

Except for the most critical methods, the rest cannot be retained.

The Wutu wizard is not bad, and the pressure he brings is great!
The Nightmare Mirror floated behind him, the white and yellow overlapping mirrors unfolded, and a large number of chains shot out, binding the most active and fastest ape-like evil spirit.

Behead with a sword.

Black fire burst out of his left eye, and the power of the curse spread without a medium, burning directly into the body of the nine-headed dragon.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Wang Ya would not be stupid enough to fight with so many evil projections, tug-of-war, and wheel-and-wheel battles, all of which would be detrimental to him. Who knows how much power Wutu Wizard can exert as the source of ancestral blood.

Furthermore, his goal was a quick victory.

Overwhelming strength to solve some conspiracies hidden under the water.

He came to the Crimson Society to obtain resources, improve his strength and foundation, cope with the Star Wars, and at the same time solve the hidden dangers caused by the World-Destroying Meteor Cannon.

Andersen was hiding in the dark, not knowing the specific situation, which made him worried.

Only with stronger strength can we cope with everything, including the search for the dream wizard lost in the dream world... Perhaps when we reach the final stage, we will have enough dream power to use Senior Sister Kelan's approved connection with the dream wizard to anchor it.

No matter how small a trouble is, it's still trouble. It won't affect anything, but it will make people annoying.

Wang Ya activated the Eye of Heavenly Evil, and the curse used an invisible medium to ignite the Wutu wizard himself. It might not be able to kill the opponent, but it could still have a certain control effect.

The dead eye blinks, locking the place of death.

A fatal crisis emerged in Wutu Wizard's mind.

The black flames on her body had not been completely extinguished, and the white flames burning on the illusory level had taken root in her consciousness. She had a splitting headache and couldn't help but scream.

Everything happened so fast.

The enemy completely ignored the attack of the evil projection.

The Wutu wizard bears the blood of his ancestors and has no shortage of will. A ruthless look flashed across his eyes.

He didn't even care about the burning of black and white fire.

The right hand stabbed into the chest, crushing the heart, and an endless yellow torrent squeezed out. The small body seemed to be connected to an unknown space.

The sky was infected with yellow, and the clouds turned into substance, condensing clods of soil, and falling under the pull of gravity.

The rain of dust comes.

The invisible medium was covered and interrupted, and the black and white fire gradually extinguished, revealing the broken body of the Wutu wizard. The scorch marks were extremely obvious, and even the internal organs and bones could be seen mixed into a ball of charcoal.

After all, the subsequent damage was restrained. The hollow in the chest was replaced by a pair of ribs made entirely of yellow mud. New internal organs were being formed. A steady stream of yellow torrent, the source of which was unknown, seemed to be anchored in the Wutu Wizard. heart position.

The Eye of Truth scanned the past and did not get much information. It was an aspect that Wang Ya had not touched on, 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 deal with the evil projections that had fallen into rage.

The black torrent of leaping lightning defeated a vicious projection beast completely covered in thick horny armor into nothingness. The black lightning sword in his hand also collapsed into nothingness, and its power was exhausted.

Prior to this, in the Black Sun Ice Realm, the Great Destruction Death Spear had been used repeatedly and killed many resentful beast projections.

Roar!
A pangolin-like beast has huge hairy wings on its back. If you look closely, you can see that the hairs are clearly squirming black monsters. It makes a sharp sound that is transmitted far away. Substantial sound wave traces appear in the void, showing twists and turns.

There is no doubt that it has great destructive power, operating from both illusion and reality simultaneously.

There were too many evil projections. Wang Ya continuously used the limit to dodge. Although it was very effective, the battlefield was here. Unless he gave up the battle and left, such a large number of evil projections would come again.

The distance of tens of thousands of meters can be reached in the blink of an eye for these evil projections.

The white and yellow mirror of the Nightmare Mirror revealed the face of a stunningly beautiful woman, with a cold face and cold murderous intent in her eyes.

It is Mona, the Nightmare Mirror Spirit. She controls the Nightmare Mirror to assist Wang Ya in fighting. She is very skilled and experienced in using the special abilities of the Black Mirror and the White Mirror. Harak Mirror has resisted at least dozens of waves of attacks, and the remaining The ones missing below are defended by the barriers of the Kingdom of God.

Under the protection of Mona and the robe of the Kingdom of God, Wang Ya was not affected by the attack at the illusory level, and his combat power remained at its peak.

His black eyes were as calm as water, his brows were furrowed, and the overwhelming number made him feel troubled.

It is almost the same as when I came to the Crimson Society and faced hundreds of high-level wizard creatures. It is even more stressful.

The super-fast natural ability allows you to repeatedly attack, and the weird abilities that are hard to guard against are not repeated and require a lot of effort to deal with.

Wang Ya also lacks corresponding information about the creatures and lives that existed in the ancient era. The unknown has an advantage. This is fatal and is a big disadvantage for Wang Ya.

The golden light reflected by the robe rippled, resisting the attack of the sound.

A large amount of sacrificial power is consumed every second.

Wang Ya exhaled a breath of turbid air, and out of the corner of his eye, he stood on the nine-headed dragon head in the center of the pile of resentful beasts in the distance.

Wutu Wizard, who had restored the wizard's will, possessed rationality, crushed his heart and caused the resentful beast to go berserk, but he was still in a safe state.

The earthy yellow liquid flowing out of the hole in the heart replenished the killed evil beast.

According to the information Wang Ya obtained from the battle, the number of resentful beasts has remained around three hundred, and there seems to be an upper limit to their control.

Compared with 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 natural particle energy of heaven and earth, and even ingest land, trees, life vitality and other substances that can sustain his own consumption.

Stepping into the deep void to avoid being pursued by enemies is also a very difficult method, and it is difficult to actually kill enemies of the same level.

During the Battle of the Pale Hand, Wang Yadu had arranged a witch formation in advance to block the opponent's path. There is no way out of reality or the dream world.

The evil beast is essentially summoned by the power of ancestral blood. It needs ancestral blood for energy supply. It also has the advantage of killing it and then using the power of ancestral blood to bring it back at any time. There is no source of power for no reason. The Wutu wizard must be responsible for everything. Maybe you can use ancestral blood to reduce the burden, but you will definitely have to bear greater pressure.

After using the method of the Hateful Hundred Ghost Tribulation, Wutu Wizard has been hiding under the protection of the Hateful Beast, and he can get some certain intelligence information.

The intelligence information Wang Ya obtained was far more than this.

His black eyes flickered as he thought of a suitable way to deal with the Wutu wizard without revealing his true trump card.

This is undoubtedly still very difficult.

White arcs of light danced in the pupils.

The power of truth's future vision is activated again.

Watch for future predictions as envisioned.

In the minds of many wizards watching the battle, Wang Ya was able to achieve such an extent without being defeated by the terrifying number of vicious beasts, which was already an extremely astonishing performance.

Every move is like dancing on a tightrope.

The auras emitted by those ferocious beasts gathered together, making all the star wizards tremble and tremble. No one could have the confidence to 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 Wutu Wizard and win.

There are too many resentful beasts.

After killing one, Wutu Wizard can replenish it at any time, and the types are different and full of unknown methods.

Like an abyss, the unknown is hard to fathom.

As for defense, you will eventually encounter special means that you have not resisted at a certain stage, and thus fail.

After fighting with the resentful beast for nearly a minute, it was extremely difficult to even touch the Wutu wizard who was heavily protected.

"The Nightmare Wizard is proud enough. There are very few wizards of the same level who can achieve this level. There may not even be such a wizard within the society."

"It's a pity that I met the Wutu wizard. It's such a pity." A wizard conveyed consciousness information in this way, and his words were full of regret.

The Demonic Soul Wizard and the Evil Heart Wizard looked at each other in silence without speaking.

The Black-Hearted Wizard and three other people had gloomy faces and dry lips. The Wutu Wizard was too strong, and the power of the ancestral blood was too shameless.

"My opponent, it seems, is still that Wu Tu guy. The Nightmare Wizard will be defeated after all." The Disaster Wizard narrowed his eyes, furrowed his brows, clenched his fists, and fumbled. No one knew what he was thinking. .

Within the territory of the Silver Sea, the black-feathered wizard stood upright. The picture in front of him was reflected in yellow, and the viscous liquid seemed to be about to drip into reality.

The special pollution is terrible, originating from ancestral blood. The weak will be affected and become part of the evil until they die completely.

He didn't react much, he was just looking forward to something and curious about something. (End of chapter)