Jing Chen didn't look at Fuliya, who was lying at his feet. Did he not bear to see it? Or did he dare not?! His pupils turned into white stared at the blood elf Vic on the abutment. A string of spells was instantly chanted by him. The space around Vic was closed by black holes linked together. Even Sikong Haoxuan, who was standing in the distance, could feel that this came from the powerful gravity of the dimensional space.

Vick's harsh laughter echoed in the temple, "A rare space magician, powerful space magic, but your magic cannot harm me in this temple. Under the light of the great Lord Prita, the blood elves will not be exiled to the chaotic and disordered dimensional space."

As expected, as the blood elf Vic said, he was as if he was on the abutment of a god statue. The gravity generated by the black hole seemed to have no effect on him, and even a corner of his clothes attracted him. Jing Chen's eyes suddenly condensed, and a little cold light burst out in his eyes. A series of space cracks slashed towards Vic under his magic.

Vick's figure became a phantom as he swayed at high speed, like smoke and fog. He was obviously moving with his body's instinct, but he was able to avoid space magic attacks that almost reached the teleportation level. The contrast between the two relative speeds makes people feel very strange.

"I am not interested in men among humans. Unfortunately, such a beautiful slave died like this. It is really her regret that she did not become the attendant of the great god Pritta. I believe she died with regret." The harsh and inexplicable voice of the blood elf still echoed in the temple. I wonder if he was deliberately stimulating the obviously abnormal Jing Chen. It seems that the blood elf Vic still has strength under the attack of the Grandmaster-level space mage.

Jing Chen's eyes slowly shone white, and the pupils slowly merged with the whites of their eyes. It was impossible to tell where the whites of their eyes were, and where the pupils were. It was like a cold sphere with white light, embedded in his eye sockets.

Jing Chen's left hand secretly held the space-level magic core, and his right hand passed by the world. The power between heaven and earth merged into Jing Chen's space magic. Almost transparent space fluctuations appeared in front of Vick out of thin air. "Ah... a damn human!" In a scream, Vick spitted blood and collided on the statue behind him. The peak powerhouse on the continent, with more than a hundred years of hard practice, how could the alien race easily compete?

Vic's scream did not stop Jing Chen's attack. Transparent fluctuations continued to hit the blood elf Vic, and blood continued to spit out of Vic's mouth.

The blood elf Vik was attacked by the frontal attack of space magic and his complete and powerful body was much like Sikong Haoxuan's expectation. Under Jing Chen's attack, Vik seemed to have only suffered some internal injuries.

Vick's strength aroused the vigilance in Sikong Haoxuan's heart. If Vick's blood elves accounted for a large proportion of the blood elves, it can be inferred that the real warriors in the wild tribes would not be able to deal with by the continent's masters.

"Go to die...human." A harsh scream passed through the temple space. Amid the screams, the blood elf Vic turned into a phantom and appeared in front of Jing Chen in an instant. The five fingers with sharp nails penetrated into Jing Chen's throat. The attack at close range did not make Jing Chen, who was a magician, busy. His figure kept flashing in the space. Although Vic's attack speed was at its limit, it was impossible for him to move faster than a real moment in a fast attack. Jing Chen, who had the magic power provided by the god-level magic core, could teleport down infinitely.

Sikong Haoxuan, who was watching the battle next to him, did not rush to intervene. He was a little confused. He didn't know how this blood elf found Jing Chen's body that was integrated into the world, how to make an almost teleportation attack in the mortal world, and how to achieve how powerful the blood elf body was. These were all what Sikong Haoxuan hoped to know.

The transparent fluctuations drawn from Jing Chen's hand are not simple airflows, but products under the extreme compression of spatial cracks. Only a master who reaches such a height as Jing Chen can compress the already chaotic and irritable spatial cracks to such a level.

The extreme compression of space cracks brings a terrifying space penetration and tearing force. This fusion and compression of the two forces is one of the most dangerous and most terrifying space magic that produces power in the space ceremony.

Sikong Haoxuan was sure that even the dead camp warrior with a black mark could not resist this level of attack now. And how strong the body of this blood elf is, not only can it withstand this level of space magic attack, but also with this kind of attack, he can move at high speed and try to attack Jing Chen who keeps flashing.

Sikong Haoxuan sank into his soul. In an extremely empty and dark state, he kept memorizing through soul vision, simulating the attack method of Jing Chen and the blood elves, and using power techniques to analyze the body strength of the blood elves.

At such a close distance, Sikong Haoxuan's space magic experience obtained through observation was several times more efficient than his usual research on the space ceremony. Some questions and confusions in space magic were found by Jing Chen's unreserved attack.

"Madman, if you don't take action, I'll kill you." Jing Chen's voice contained a deep sadness, which seemed to be able to penetrate his soul. Sikong Haoxuan knew that if he watched the fun again, Jing Chen would list himself as his mortal enemy without hesitation.

Sikong Haoxuan, who emerged from his soul, smiled bitterly, "Monster, this guy's movement speed is close to teleportation, and it changes more than teleportation. I can't catch his figure at all. Do you think I can attack in teleportation like you?"

"Silly humans, don't you know that the Nitu blood elves are not afraid of siege at all. Our talent speed allows us to shuttle through the cracks of any power. You can try it, hahaha..." Vic's harsh voice made Jing Chen's face even more ugly. With Jing Chen's understanding of Sikong Haoxuan, knowing that Sikong Haoxuan's words were just excuses, he felt a secret cold in his heart. He didn't know if Sikong Haoxuan wanted to take this opportunity to remove himself.

Sikong Haoxuan looked at Vick's clamor in his heart, "Traveling through any gaps in power? Even Jing Chen's space attack cannot completely avoid it. What else can you talk about crossing through any power?"

Sikong Haoxuan's sidling and unstable emotions made Jing Chen's teleportation have a pause and a flaw! The Blood Elf Vic, of course, would not turn a blind eye. He could almost tear the slender palm of the space. At the moment Jing Chen paused, he penetrated into Jing Chen's heart. The full-speed attack of the Blood Elf Vic hit Jing Chen's heart without any suspense during a pause.

A crisp ringtone echoed throughout the temple. Countless blood vessels in the temple were cracked under the ripples of sound waves, and strands of crystal powder fell from the sky above the temple.

"Treacherous human..." Vic roared with pain, his palm was firmly absorbed on Jing Chen. From the degree of twisting of his palm, it can be seen that it was a damage that could only be caused by a rapid impact. If Vic had not been strong in his body, his palm would have become a meat pie under high-speed impact.

When is Jing Chen, a magician's body stronger than a blood elf?

Outside Jing Chen's body, a bright red soul bell of more than one person appeared slowly. The blood elf Vic stared at her eyes, unable to believe in her mind for a while. He had fought with a mage covered by a huge bell for a long time without notice. The mage's magic was attacked by the bell?! The strange phenomena and countless mysteries made Vic forget the severe pain from the palm. As the soul bell turned, he seemed to have no reaction to the moment he sucked him into the bell, like dementia.

It is very dangerous to contact the great witch's witch tools casually. Especially creatures with blood, they should touch this bright red soul bell. Although the blood elves are powerful, they cannot get rid of the most fundamental control of the blood of the soul bell under the action of the blood seal.

Jing Chen did not say anything grateful or sarcastic. He walked silently to Fuliya's body and looked quietly. Sikong Haoxuan was surprised to find that a trace of crystal appeared in the corner of Jing Chen's eyes slowly slid on the ground. The crystal that broke on the ground seemed to tell the deepest regret and sorrow in a master's heart.

At this time, Jing Chen was fragile and vulnerable. If Sikong Haoxuan had the will, he could wipe him out in this world instantly.

"If you want, talk about your relationship. Maybe, I will have a way to bring the heart completely broken, and come back to life."

Sikong Haoxuan dispelled the desire for Jing Chen to take action in his heart. He knew clearly that if he took a wrong step, he would embark on the path of supreme that could not turn back. In Sikong Haoxuan's memory, no matter in the past or present life, people who want to become supreme will have no good ending. The world will never be a world of one person.

Jing Chen instantly appeared in front of Sikong Haoxuan, with a terrifying eyeball emitting a faint white light, staring at Sikong Haoxuan motionlessly. After a moment, with a sigh, Jing Chen's pupils slowly separated from the whites of his eyes, and the white pupils slowly turned into black, "Madman, Fuliya is my wife."

"What!" Fortunately, Sikong Haoxuan made various guesses about the relationship between the two, but at most he only guessed that they might be a couple, but he didn't expect that they were husband and wife.

Jing Chen smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect it, sad. Although we are husband and wife, we have never lived together for a day, we have never even held a wedding, and we rarely meet, and sometimes we are still in a hostile state."

"Why?"

"For the sake of responsibility, she has the responsibility to the Heluo family. She is a spiritual magic genius who is rare in a century in the Heluo family. And I have the responsibility to the Demon Master Mansion. I am the only successor of the Great Demon Master, and the title of the Great Demon Master must also be inherited by me."

"It seems that there is no conflict between you. The Hero family and the Demon Master Mansion will only become stronger." Sikong Haoxuan really couldn't understand the absurd behavior of the two masters at the peak of the continent. The couple was like strangers.

A deep pain emerged from the depths of Jing Chen's eyes, "Madman, responsibility needs strength to be maintained. The power of the peak cannot be slackened. Joining and living together will sink. I believe you understand. And how can the continent allow two peaks to merge into one?! The continent has never been a one continent."

Of course, Sikong Haoxuan understood that he also had his own expectations in his heart, but he could not, as Jing Chen said, he would sink. The power of the peak has always been made up of cruelty and loneliness. And the most beautiful emotions in the world, enjoying it comes at a price. Choices are always in the hands of individuals, and cruelty and beauty are just a thread.

"Madman, our relationship is so simple and complicated. If you can save her, try your best to save her." The great demon master Jing Chen, the peak of the continent, the great demon star - Jing Chen, one of the nine stars of the moon. At this moment, there was a residual crystal lingering on the corner of his eyes, and there was a trace of inexplicable powerlessness in his words. After all, human beings are not machines.

Sikong Haoxuan sighed, pointed to floating in the air, and restored the bright red soul bell of its original size. "The blood elves there have a very condensed soul. I can feel that he can restore my injuries. My recovery means the resurrection of Fuliya." Sikong Haoxuan said very vaguely, and the key soul seal connection, soul absorption, and power improvement were not mentioned.

Of course, Jing Chen knew that since he left the imperial capital, Sikong Haoxuan was not in a perfect state. However, although Jing Chen was fluctuating due to Fuliya's death, he was not as idiot. He knew clearly that things must not be as simple as Sikong Haoxuan said to heal.

"What do I need to do?" Jing Chen had no choice.

Sikong Haoxuan rubbed his eyebrows with his thumb. Although he felt that if he absorbed and absorbed the soul of the blood elf Vic, he would definitely be able to increase the degree of his soul to a new level, and the soul and soul seal would inevitably be linked together again. But Sikong Haoxuan could also predict that this soul was not easy to absorb and had to do his best. Just like being attacked in the middle, the consequences would be very serious.

However, the time to completely trap Vick's soul with the sea of ​​blood in the soul bell is limited. If the time is too long, Vick's soul will inevitably be melted and swallowed by the sea of ​​blood. The urgency of time forces Sikong Haoxuan to take risks, and he cannot waste an opportunity to completely restore the connection between the soul and the soul seal.

Sikong Haoxuan hesitated for a moment, made a decision in his heart, and said to Jingchen, "I don't know how long it will take, I need your guard during this period."

Jing Chen was somewhat surprised. With Sikong Haoxuan's heart, how could he entrust his safety to others? But from his tone, Jing Chen could tell that Sikong Haoxuan really planned to do this.

"When does it begin."

Sikong Haoxuan smiled and popped a dark green character into Fuliya's body to protect her soul that was about to dissipate. "Monster, although no one will come here, it's better for you to set up a space-time maze."

After Sikong Haoxuan finished speaking, he sat cross-legged. The bright red soul bell in the air slowly sank into his soul from his heavenly spirit...
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