I'm really not a magician

"Kill!"

Then, the man roared angrily, lifted the golden halberd in his hand, and his blood rushed up towards me.

I took a breath and wanted to avoid, but my feet seemed to be caught by something. I stopped in place and couldn't move at all. I could only watch the long halberd in his hand come face to face.

Whoosh——

Long halberds come through the rainbow.

This guy went through me!

Then, there was a piercing sound of fighting in my ears.

I looked back and was shocked.

It was an ancient battlefield red with blood. There were countless strange congenital fairy demons fighting with human friars. The blood gushing from their bodies almost dyed the whole sky red and gathered into a long river.

However, the halberd man wearing the Kowloon imperial robe, like a god of killing, shuttled through the battlefield, with his hair flying and golden work, and directly opened up a path of blood.

With his appearance, the battlefield suddenly showed a one-sided situation. Those congenital fairy demons turned and fled one by one, just like a little ghost who saw the Lord of hell. They had no spare power to fight at all, but there were several flying giant demons fighting back in the sky, but before long, they were cut to ashes by the halberd man.

He is so powerful that he is many times stronger than all the monks I have seen.

I can't even tell what realm he is in, but he will never be weaker than the Immortal Emperor.

However, what happened next made my heart cold and was wrapped in a strong shock from head to foot.

When the halberd man originally dominated the battlefield and wanted to lead the rest of the generals to kill all the congenital fairy demons, a strange red light suddenly broke out in the sky. A tall figure wrapped in the blood red spirit stepped out of the void and stood in front of him with a flag shaped immortal soldier.

Then, heaven and earth changed color.

A blood moon reflects the blue sky.

The scarlet light column fell down and wrapped the halberd man in the imperial robe. His pupils shrank sharply, roared up to the sky, and his momentum destroyed the sky and the earth. Suddenly, he turned his body and pointed the golden halberd in his hand at his generals and people.

Then there was a tragic scene.

The halberd man's imperial robe was dyed red by the blood of his fellow people. He killed his red eyes and drained almost all his strength until there was no human friar standing in place in the sea of blood.

He stood where he was, looked at the bloody corpse, and the golden halberd in his hand fell to the ground.

Behind him, the tall figure covered with blood red evil spirit sent out a sneer, waved the magic weapon in his hand, and the blood gas spreading between heaven and earth was assimilated by the congenital evil spirit, and penetrated into the body of the halberd man one by one.

He picked up the golden halberd on the ground again and rushed towards me.

Pictures, such as time, are fleeting.

I seem to be in it and see another scene——

A beautiful woman in red stood in front of the halberd man who was covered with blood and had scarlet eyes. Behind him were thousands of unarmed Terran family members, surrounded by the bodies of scattered Terran friars.

The woman was full of tears. At the moment when the man holding the halberd raised the golden halberd again, in front of him, she took off the hairpin on her hair and pierced her throat with her own hands.

At that moment, the man holding the halberd stopped suddenly, threw away the golden halberd in his hand, hugged the woman's immortal body and roared up to the sky. His tone was full of reluctance and madness.

When the woman in her arms saw this scene before she died, she finally died with a smile.

After more than ten seconds of silence, the halberd man looked up at the unarmed people around him. His eyes gushed out of regret. He stretched out his hand to summon the demon Qi God tower and threw it at the nearby mountain. The tower turned into a towering ancient temple and stood in front of him.

Then, he personally raised the golden halberd stained with the blood of his peers, smashed it into 32 pieces without expression, and clapped his hand on his coffin. The state of his whole body was empty, and the weather was scattered with the broken halberd.

The magnificent momentum began to retreat.

He was a hundred years old in an instant. With a sad face, he bent down and bowed to the countless people in front of him. Holding the woman's body, he turned into a golden light and drilled into the ancient temple standing not far away.

So far.

The picture is finally over.

I trembled, as if I had been drained, and came back to my senses.

"Qin yihun!"

"Qin yihun!"

"Wake up, Qin yihun!"

In his ear was Fu Zixuan's urgent call.

She looked at me nervously, shaking my arm constantly, with a faint look of panic in her eyes.

And I don't know when I have sat in front of the half man and half bone in the imperial robe, holding the "heaven" in my left hand and putting it on the chessboard.

"Hiss -"

A chill ran through my body from head to foot.

"When did it start..."

I was puzzled. I didn't know why I sat opposite him and why I would play chess with him.

Seeing me awake, Fu Zixuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at me up and down, and asked, "are you... Are you okay?"

"What happened just now?" I frowned. "How could I..."

"Don't you know?" Fu Zixuan said with a puzzled face. "As soon as you saw the ancient text written on it just now, the whole person was stunned. He pushed me away and sat opposite this body. No matter how I called you, you didn't respond."

"Ancient writing?" I looked at the wall.

Those words are still.

"Qin yihun, did you just see something?" asked Fu Zixuan.

I recalled the previous scene, nodded slightly and explained the picture from beginning to end in concise language.

After hearing this, Fu Zixuan was silent for dozens of seconds, and then sighed: "I see. It's so. No wonder your ancient books of the Terran didn't record this history. They just took it in a hurry. The original ending was not so beautiful."

"To be sure, he is the last emperor." I looked at the bones in front of me and whispered, "You were born with the power of the fairy demon family and controlled him with a peerless divine weapon, which led him to almost destroy his own family. However, at the critical moment, you were awakened by the suicide of Yueji saint, cut off the golden halberd, dissipated your luck, and sealed your fairy body in this demon Qi God tower with regret. It's really admirable for your determination and temperament."

"I've never heard of these past events, and even my mother hasn't mentioned them to me." Fu Zixuan shook his head and said, "if that's the case, the spirit of the thirty-two caves is the long halberd of the last emperor?"

It can make nothing of it. "As like as two peas, I said," I just nodded, "only the man with the halberd at the end of the transmission line is not aware of another identical soldier. There must be a strong mixer in these thirty-two holes.

I paused, "or... Has long been beyond the scope of immortal tools."

"This is no longer the level that you and I can touch," Fu Zixuan said. "In our realm, it is the limit to look and sigh. If we really want to explore deeper mysteries, we always feel that we can't measure our strength."

"There's one more thing I don't quite understand," I wondered. "Do you remember what you said in my ear before?"

"What?" Fu Zixuan didn't know why. "I didn't say anything except explaining the meaning of ancient characters to you and calling your name."

"Strange, strange." I frowned. "Can it be said that the innate evil spirit is causing trouble, so that I have hallucinations?"

Then I looked at the bones in front of me, "or do you still have residual thoughts and are waiting for something."

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp and sad woman's cry came to my ears.

Then the shaking of the ancient hall suddenly stopped.

The Kunpeng outside, perhaps tired or for some other reason, no longer hit the ancient hall, but returned to the mist. His body wandered around like a lonely soul and a wild ghost who refused to leave for a long time.

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