Carry out obscenity to the end

The background of the Wisteria Academy of Magic, the magic that really involves the ultimate power, can change the world and startle the ghosts and gods.

Bai Fei's thoughts merged into the void, and he was competing with Li Yi for control of this space.

But at this moment, the mood of despair, like a tide, hit him one after another. All of a sudden, he gave up on himself, complained about himself, and all kinds of negative thoughts filled his mind.

Bai Fei thought of his brilliant elder brother Bai Gucheng in the family. He suppressed his own glory since he was a child, and was loved and respected by everyone. He was the pride of the fairy clan and the next heir of the family.

And myself, in terms of cultivation, character and status, I can't compare with my elder brother. [

Thinking that I once went to the world incognito to prove myself, but when I was defeated by the enemy, I was recognized because of the immortal method I practiced.

That sentence: "So you are Bai Gucheng's younger brother."

To put it simply, the identity of Bai Gucheng's younger brother is more intimidating than the son of the patriarch of the Immortal Clan.

Since childhood, I have taken him as my goal, taken him as my glory, and taken him as my enemy...

However, the gap between despair is getting wider and wider, and Bai Fei is dejected, heartbroken.

Frost thought of her own family, which was exterminated due to enmity.

He escaped by chance, and finally settled with the black-collar family after practicing penance magic.

In that battle, his own magic buried the black-collar family and also buried a city.

Killing makes Frost indifferent, and missing makes Frost sad.

The power of hatred helped Frost enter the Wisteria Academy and helped her become a master of magic.

But now, the biggest goal in life has disappeared, and her life is at a loss.

Frost, who had been faintly aware of the changes in her body, was at a loss as to what to do, feeling sadness and despair in her hesitant heart, which gave her an urge to leave with her relatives.

After death, maybe you can find your parents and feel the warmth of home again.

Mo Yi thought of the season of fallen flowers, and came back from a stroll with her, but encountered an accident.

The heartbreak and despair at that time have been hidden in my heart for too long.

This is an area that is not allowed to touch, and no one can hurt her again.

In Mo Yi's hand, the sword of light burst out, and a multicolored divine light appeared.

What is different from the past is that this time the multicolored divine light has an extra black spot.

This black spot is the death post, the call of the god of death, and the sublimation of the original breath of death condensed by Mo Yi. [

After the Bauhinia Flower God of Desperate Love appears, as long as there has been despair or pain in the heart, it will be magnified thousands of times in an instant, depriving people of all will.

Under the influence of despair, Mo Yi's anger exploded with brilliant power.

Li Yi felt an extremely cold breath enter his body, and the magic power in his body instantly lost control.

Stretching out both hands in the sky to try to hug Mo Yi and the others, embracing the flower god of death, ripples appeared from his body, and the leaked law power caused the ancient buildings in Monan City to suffer a devastating blow, turning several buildings into flying ashes.

Dongfang looked at the deep pain in Mo Yi's eyes, how similar this expression was to his own back then.

He sighed softly, and the sound of this sigh fell in Li Yi's ears like thunder, and a panic of fear and uneasiness spread.

Between heaven and earth, countless flowers bloom, and the flower kingdom appears in the eastern realm.

The flowers bloom and fall, the endless beauty, and the endless sadness.

Li Yi, who was double-influenced by the law of death and the law of doom, encountered the law of sorrow again in an instant. Even though his spiritual sense was stronger, it was difficult for him to adjust his state between these few breaths.

Especially when Xiao Qiang was in trouble, it was even more unexpected.

An accident is a crisis and even death.

The petals of the country of flowers, Xiao kills the world.

Silver needles make shadows, fate ends.

Dongfang has never been a procrastination person, let alone an indecisive person.

He has never had the habit of talking nonsense when killing people, and he doesn't mind sneak attacking or bullying the weak.

As long as he wants to kill, he will kill.

So at such a small moment when Li Yi's magic was out of control, Dongfang not far behind him used the law of binding the flower country to destroy the protection of the magic field, and then pierced his forehead with an embroidery needle, destroying Li Yi with devastating sadness. His expression was so calm when he was in his soul.

Changing into elbows and armpits is hard to guard against. It is not only Bai Fei, not only Hanshuang, but also Wang Ke, and even the magic family who are dumbfounded.

However, no one looked as sad as Li Yi.

Before he died, his eyes fell on Dongfang, so he did not rest in peace.

After Li Yi's death, the wisteria flower's desperate flower god turned into a breeze and drifted away, and then a massacre began.

Dongfang's lethality is extremely astonishing. Mo Yi's multicolored divine light deprives the opponent's mind, while Bai Fei's divine sense suppresses the fusion call between the magician and the heaven and earth. [

This is simply a nightmare combination for a magician.

The last three magic masters who came, the two magic masters, only Wang Ke, desperately threw away his magic scrolls, and after pulling another magic elder as a backing, he was injured and used space magic to flee away. The rest of the people were all buried in the city of Monan.

In the magic tower, the most powerful force is the magic master.

However, several magic masters sitting in the town were seriously injured at the end of Xia, and their combat effectiveness dropped sharply. Li Yi simply lost his life, while Wang Ke returned to the magic tower with half his life.

The magic bell rang in the deserted sand city, and the melodious bell rang twelve times in succession, which could be clearly heard within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Countless magicians put down the things in their hands and listened to the bell until the twelve bells finished, and couldn't help but look horrified.

This is the warning bell that will ring twelve times when the magic family has a crisis that can affect the fate of the magic family.

Such a solemn twelve-ring warning bell began to ferment from the city, and then spread to the entire deserted desert area and the entire universe at an unimaginable speed.

In a short period of time, several powerful monks of the magic family began to rush to the deserted sand city and enter the magic tower.

After Wang Ke took a bottle of the Goddess of Life's potion, his injuries were temporarily relieved.

He walked up to the ninth level of the magic tower.

This is a small world hidden in the eighth layer of the magic tower.

The ninth layer is just a small space, like a very ordinary house.

And in this house, the only thing there is a magic table.

The magic table engraved with various magic spirit patterns has the power of cross-border communication.

Wang Ke was holding a heart-shaped energy jade made of a magic gemstone worth a hundred times the value of the best spirit stone in his hand.

In the middle of the magic table, there happened to be a heart-shaped groove.

The energy jade was put into the heart-shaped groove of the magic table, and all kinds of magic spirit lines seemed to come alive in an instant.

An obscure but powerful law made the whole deserted sand city feel a kind of tremor.

With the continuous output of energy jade's energy, this law became clearer.

On the magic table, there is a projection, from blurry to clear.

"Wang Ke, haven't you just arrived in the Qiankun Realm? The heart-shaped energy jade is extremely valuable, and the quantity is extremely rare. You'd better have a good reason, otherwise you, the deacon elder, will be over."

Wang Ke kept his head down, his powerful coercion, even thousands of miles away, still makes people admire.

"Reporting to the Envoy of Qiming, we found several traces of the Shumen God Orb, but we encountered a group of shameful human monks. They used despicable methods to plot and seriously injured Dean Xia Mo and took away the God Orb."

"A bunch of trash, they can't do such a small thing well. No matter how strong a human monk is, can they still be stronger than my magic clan? Is that why you use this ancient communication array?"

There was a deep anger between the brows of the Envoy of Enlightenment.

"Principal Li Yi and I led three magic masters to track down this group of shameful monks. However, I didn't expect this group of human monks to be so despicable and shameless. They used divine beads as bait to pretend to sneak into our team, and then launched a sneak attack. Dean Li Yi unfortunately died in battle, and several other elders also died one after another. I was the only one who was seriously injured and returned under the cover of several elders. Although my magic family has a large number of people, the top power we can use at present Not enough to suppress this group of disgraceful people."

The God Envoy of Qiming roared: "There is no but, those who dare to kill the deacon elders of my magic family are our mortal enemies and must be killed. I order you to mobilize all your forces immediately, even if you pay a huge sacrifice, you must kill this group of monks." , to safeguard the glory of my magic family. You should be able to handle these things by yourself, but you waste such precious resources to contact us, you wait to be punished."

Wang Ke's heart was beating violently. The Envoy of Enlightenment is already an envoy of magic, that is, the enemy mission of the cultivator's heavenly realm and the nine-layered heavenly realm. He is a person who can feel the supreme magic god. Even if such a person is thousands of miles away However, the momentum under the rage is still so terrifying.

"I also hope that the envoys will listen to me. Today I am the master, and I have rang the twelve warning bells. I am going to call all the top powerhouses of my magic family in the Qiankun world, and I hope that the envoys of the gods will come to the Qiankun world... "

Before Wang Ke finished speaking, the Envoy of Qiming couldn't help shouting: "Do you know what you are doing? Unless there is a crisis that can overthrow my magic family, the warning bell must not ring through the twelve. Once the warning bell Resounding twelve, all strong men belonging to my magic family must return to obey orders. Are you going crazy? Dealing with a few human monks, who gave you this right to sound the alarm? You want to be destroyed, I It will definitely fulfill you."

"Magic is eternal."

When the spiritual magic storm of the Envoy of Enlightenment was about to come, and Wang Ke could hardly think and breathe, a kind of obsession made him yell out these four words.

The violent mental storm almost completely shattered this small space.

Fortunately, in the end, the spiritual storm of the Envoy of Enlightenment bypassed Wang Ke.

However, as a race's background, a strong man who stands at the real peak of the enemy's realm, the spiritual magic attack of the envoy of Enlightenment, who runs away in anger, possesses the power several times that of the legend.