The Strongest Magician of Gods

This is an extremely yin place, where yin energy gathers and converges.

Before their eyes, the floating corpses were covered with terrifying blood-red lines, and their blood flowed into the pool of blood.

The pool of blood was crimson, and a thick, pungent stench filled the air. Occasionally, the blood would surge and create towering waves that engulfed the stiff corpses.

Mo Bei was numb and disoriented, following the figures as he took steps.

The ground beneath his feet made a rustling sound as he walked, his body numb. The pool of blood was getting closer and closer, and he could smell the heavy stench of blood.

At this moment, Mo Bei was distraught, his eyes tightly shut, trapped in an endless nightmare. In front of him, Luo Xiu, with his long hair flowing, closed his eyes and slowly approached the huge pool of blood, just like him.

The blood pool was surrounded by black, magical runes that shimmered with magical light.

Closer and closer, after a few breaths, Mo Bei was several feet away from the blood pool.

"chichi"

An anomaly occurred. Mo Bei, dazed and numb, shook his head and swayed. Runes the size of fingernails appeared on his arms, shimmering faintly like tattoos.

Then, a terrifying chill emanated from the rune, spreading throughout Mo Bei's body.

Mo Bei shivered, his whole body feeling as if he were in an ice cellar, the cold penetrating through him. At this moment, the runes also subtly changed, the black runes extremely cold, shimmering with a luster, as if sucking in the heavy death energy outside the blood pool.

The deathly aura was too thick, the runes grew increasingly cold, and Mo Bei's body gradually became as cold as ice.

"It's so cold... Why is it so cold at the summit of the holy mountain?"

Mo Bei shivered from the cold. The sacred mountain was covered in snow, and large snowflakes were falling from the sky.

On the body, the black runes slowly grew stronger. The blood pool contained too much death energy, and the stiff and cold runes gradually transformed from stiff to a little lively.

The cool runes trembled slightly on his skin, making Mo Bei feel even colder. The coolness seemed to come from the underworld, as if each rune had crossed the boundary between yin and yang and returned from the netherworld.

The cool, luminous runes continued to move, coursing through Mo Bei's skin, flowing from his arms to his abdomen, and then suddenly surging up to his scalp.

"Swish"

Wherever the runes passed, a cool shade followed.

"It's so cold, so very cold, why is this happening?"

At the summit of the sacred mountain in the illusion, Mo Bei's eyes were bloodshot, and he was huddled up, not knowing where the chilling sensation came from.

Mo Bei trembled all over, and everything in his vision slowly blurred as the towering sacred mountain crumbled into pieces.

In his dazed and numb state, Mo Bei's eyelids twitched slightly, and the cool runes on his body continued to move. The runes, which were originally the size of a fingernail, were slowly growing larger, and were now the size of a fist, while also absorbing the external death energy.

"Swish"

Mo Bei's eyelids twitched violently, then broke through the confusion and opened her eyes, which were bloodshot.

"Um"

Mo Bei was surprised, but then he realized what was happening and looked at the crowd in the queue.

The crowd, numb and disoriented, tiptoed toward the enormous pool of blood.

"Plop plop"

One magician after another plunged into the pool of blood, splashing blood several meters high, and stiff corpses floated to the surface.

"one two three"

Mo Bei counted the two people in front of him and was shocked to find that there were only two people left in front of him before it was his turn to jump into the blood pool. Luo Xiu was sure to walk in front of him tomorrow.

“Plop”

With a splash of water, Mo Beihan's hair stood on end. Luo Xiu walked numbly to the edge of the blood pool, his long hair swaying. He took a step, about to step into the blood pool.

"wipe"

Mo Bei was startled, then stretched out his leg and kicked at Luo Xiu's body.

A tremendous force surged in, and Mo Bei swept his leg across.

With a sweeping kick, leaving a blur, the speed and power were immense, and it hurtled towards Luo Xiu.

"Boom"

Luo Xiu was sent flying several meters away, his body crashing into the cold wall.

The raging energy reverberated in the silent space.

"Um"

At this moment, in the blood pool area, a ghostly figure suddenly leaped up, stood on a huge rock, and scanned the area.

"hateful"

Then, the man roared, his body slid, and with a few ripples, he leaped into the air, his magic wand accompanied by intense flames.

"Senior brother, kill him quickly!"

At this moment, the woman beside him panicked and became angry.

The woman, dressed in a skull-patterned magic robe, moved and pointed her magic wand, from which a beam of sword light shot out.

"Oh shit."

Mo Bei shuddered, his eyes immediately sensing danger. As the two unleashed their magical attacks, he snapped back to his senses, pointed his magic wand, and his body's magical wellspring trembled.

"rumble"

With a tremendous rumbling sound, a wall of fire, several meters long and as tall as a person, rose from the foundation.

After Mo Bei unleashed the Fire Wall technique, he turned around, suddenly reached out, grabbed Peng Zu and Yu Bingbing by the collar, and threw them out.

"boom"

The wall of fire shattered, and Mo Bei slid backward.

The two broke through the fire wall spell with a single strike, and as they advanced, several ripples followed.

"Whoosh whoosh"

In the blink of an eye, the two emerged from above Mo Bei. The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a huge flame erupted from his magic wand.

"Flame Bullet"

Flames surged and gathered from the man's magic wand, and after a burst of light, a massive burst of magical power shot out.

"Rumble"

Amidst a sea of ​​fire, Mo Bei leaped and dodged attacks from the high-level magic Fire Dragon Bullet.

The ground shook, and the fireball caused widespread damage. With one strike, Mo Bei was hit by waves of fire for several feet around him.

The air exploded, and waves of fire swept through. Mo Bei slid backward, activated his flight technique, and jumped out of the attack area, standing in front of Luo Xiu and the others.

"Well"

Luo Xiu slowly woke up, the intense pain on his head bringing him back to reality from the illusion.

Luo Xiu looked around at the space he was in, and stared blankly at Mo Bei, who was fighting.

"What's going on? Aren't we in the palace?"

Luo Xiu surveyed the area blankly, the enormous pool of blood making his heart tremble.

At this moment, Mo Bei was anxious and dodged the combined attack of the two by flashing afterimages.

As soon as he landed, Mo Bei turned around, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Luo Xiu, and started yelling at him.

"Damn it, what are you standing there for? Get him!"

Mo Bei anxiously pointed at the two elementalists who were approaching from mid-air and cursed.

Heavy breathing came from Mo Bei's mouth. He briefly dodged, pointed his magic wand, and a huge blade of light slashed out from the wand.

"Flame Blade"

Mo Bei roared, his body suddenly growing larger, a huge flaming blade connected to his magic wand. He swung the magic wand, gliding through the air, and the flaming blade slashed down fiercely.

"boom"

The flaming blade, several dozen feet long, seemed to isolate space, suddenly slashing down the path, its scorching energy raging and rising into the sky.

The massive shockwave sent the two magicians flying through the air.

Mo Bei swept his hand across the ground and then stomped his foot hard.