Doomsday Election

The birth of the Sun Candle is undoubtedly a major event that can influence the world pattern.

Xiangliu was well aware of the importance of this agreement. He believed that the great witch of the human race would abide by the agreement and would not act rashly when he was exploring the mysterious valley.

Moreover, Xiangliu was also prepared. If the human witch violated the agreement, he had enough strength to fight against him.

In addition, the agreement also stipulates that the two parties should provide each other with certain information and assistance during the joint exploration period.

Xiangliu slowly approached the mysterious valley, recalling the agreement he made with the great witch of the human race.

His nine heads turned from time to time, vigilantly observing the movements around them.

In those eyes burning with green flames, there was both a desire for the unknown and a vigilance against possible dangers.

He knew that in the human world, everything was full of uncertainty.

But he had no choice but to move forward bravely for the future of the Xiangliu clan.

Suddenly Xiangliu looked to the other side, and a Yingzhao appeared there.

Suddenly, Xiangliu looked to the other side, where a Yingzhao appeared, whose strength was also at the late stage of the Great Wizard!

This contemporary Yingzhao has a sturdy and majestic body, with smooth and powerful body lines, and muscles that bulge slightly in the sun, as if containing endless explosive power.

Its human face has clear contours and its eyes are bright and sharp, revealing determination and courage, which is the calmness and confidence after going through countless battles.

The tiger stripes on its body are like burning flames, which not only have the fierceness and dominance of a tiger, but also add a bit of mystery to it.

The huge bird's wings had full and bright feathers, and each feather sparkled with a metallic luster.

When it flapped its wings slightly, a strong wind suddenly arose and the surrounding grass and trees swayed.

Xiangliu has nine winding heads and a body as huge as a mountain. Each head is hideous and terrifying, and his blood-red eyes emit a ferocious and violent light.

Its snake body was covered with hard scales, flashing with cold light, like an indestructible armor.

The nine heads twisted from time to time, making terrifying hissing sounds.

Yingzhao and Xiangliu were facing each other, and the air was filled with tension.

Everything around them seemed to be still, only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats were clearly audible.

The sunlight was blocked by their figures, casting a huge shadow.

The wind died down quietly, as if it was also afraid of the war that was about to break out.

Yingzhao's eyes were fixed on Xiangliu, with no intention of retreating. His aura continued to rise, like a volcano about to erupt.

Xiangliu was not willing to be outdone. He raised his nine heads high and spewed out bursts of poisonous fog from his mouth. The poisonous fog spread, and wherever it went, the grass and trees withered instantly.

They just stood there facing each other quietly, as if waiting for the right opportunity.

Once it breaks out, it will be a devastating battle.

Just as Xiangliu and Yingzhao were in a tense confrontation, another powerful aura appeared. It was Feng Bo.

The God of Wind is tall and straight, with a black robe fluttering in the wind.

His face was stern, like a rock carved by time, and his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through the changes in the world.

The black hair casually falls on the shoulders, adding a bit of unruly and free and easy style.

As a descendant of the ancestor witch Tianwu, Feng Bo inherited Tianwu's wind laws and has reached perfection in the art of controlling wind.

He stood there, and the air around him seemed to be under his control, surging slightly as if ready to go.

He exudes a powerful and mysterious aura, which is the calmness and confidence that comes from countless battles.

The appearance of Fengbo made the already tense situation even more tense.

He looked at Xiangliu and Yingzhao quietly, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity and vigilance.

He knew very well that these two were powerful beings, and his arrival might break this delicate balance and trigger an even more brutal battle.

But he was not afraid. As a powerful wizard in the late stage of perfection, he had his own mission and responsibility.

He was ready to deal with anything that might happen at any time, and was willing to fight for his beliefs and his people.

Ying Zhao gave Feng Bo a look that contained complex emotions.

It is both a respect and recognition for fellow powerful wizards, and also a caution and vigilance in this tense situation.

Yingzhao's eyes were like a flash of lightning, instantly piercing through the air and conveying a silent message.

Feng Bo nodded slightly in response.

The communication between them was brief and subtle, but in this tense atmosphere, it seemed to contain thousands of words.

The exchange of glances seemed like a tacit understanding between the two powerful men in this chaotic situation.

They all understood that the situation at the moment was extremely dangerous and any action could lead to unpredictable consequences.

However, Xiangliu became very alert when he saw this, and quietly distanced himself from Yingzhao Fengbo.

He was afraid that Yingzhao and Fengbo would join forces to attack him. Although the Yingzhao clan was a demon clan, their hearts were with the human race.

When Xiangliu stepped back, another aura of a great wizard in the late stage of perfection soon appeared in the field. It was the contemporary Fangfeng!

In the field, the perfect aura of the late Great Wizard spread out like a surging wave.

Where everyone's attention was focused, the contemporary Fangfeng clan slowly appeared.

His figure was still as majestic as in the legend, several feet tall, like an unshakable mountain.

His broad shoulders seemed to be able to bear the weight of the world, and his muscles coiled around his body like a dragon, full of explosive power.

His face is simple and resolute, with a broad forehead, as if carrying the vicissitudes and wisdom of the years.

His thick eyebrows were like swords, slanting into his temples, and his eyes beneath his eyebrows were as deep as an abyss, seeming to hide endless mystery and majesty.

The occasional flash of light in his eyes was like the stars in a cold night, cold and bright.

Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, fluttering slightly in the wind, as if it had life.

He was wearing simple armor with mysterious patterns engraved on the armor, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

Each armor leaf sparkles with a metallic luster, as if it has experienced the baptism of countless battles and witnessed the changes of time.

He stood there quietly, like an ancient god of war, emitting a terrifying aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

Fangfeng glanced at Feng Bo and said with a bit of arrogance: "I heard that Feng Bo is in seclusion. Why do you feel like coming out to relax today?"

Because Fangfeng's name conflicts with Fengbo's, these two great wizards do not have a very good relationship in this world.

Feng Bo's eyes were stern and he ignored Fang Feng. He looked towards the mysterious valley with a thoughtful look.

When Fangfeng saw that Fengbo ignored him, he didn't get angry. He just raised his chin slightly and looked towards the mysterious valley again.

At this moment, the valley seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious veil, making it difficult to figure out what secrets were hidden in it.