"As king, what you need is not crying," Don Quixote wiped away the tears that were materialized by his sea of consciousness. Although it was actually fake, he pinched Chara Qin's face,"
Tears can't help you cleanse your guilt. Although I don't know what happened, you, a high-level mage, became a domain mage, or even higher, but I think you can use your power to reorganize the Xia Empire and let
It exists healthier so that you can be worthy of the soldiers who died for you!”
"Okay," Don Quixote smiled at Chara Qin who gave her a blank look, "I can already guess the first half of the story. Although I can't believe it, the second half of the episode is
Maybe something happened to the ancestor.”
Chara Qin closed her eyes, took a breath, and once again used the ability to share memory with Don Quixote, but this time, what Don Quixote saw was no longer Chara.
Qin's perspective is the soul of the ancestors. Of course, through this point, Don Quixote has vaguely guessed something.
Independent from the outside world, the soul of the ancestor is concentrating on restoring the natal Jade Lin, but at this moment, an accident happened.
The ancestor's soul itself is just a soul. All its power actually comes from the Hengduan Mountains. Of course, in the words of the East China Sea, they are all from the massive basic elements absorbed by the dragon vein, so it can be like a tireless
Like the engine, it can use the ability to cut space endlessly. If it is an ordinary magic god, even if it is an orthodox guy who integrates the magic goddess's divine nature, it is absolutely impossible to open the ability to cut space twenty-four hours a day.
.You must know that psychic energy is not a cabbage. You can buy a bunch of it for ten yuan.
Therefore, when the true life gate of the ancestor's soul was discovered by Xiu Yi, his ending was actually destined. At this time, from Don Quixote's perspective, it began to shake. It was obvious that the Hengduan Mountains were
The power that suffered from destruction caused the ancestor's soul was like a faucet that was gradually twisted.
For some unknown reason, the ancestor's soul did not go out to check why or to stop this destruction. Instead, he sighed and followed its sight and saw that one more tree appeared in it.
The tree was so tall that it had reached the top of the cave, which made him a little curious. Logically speaking, if something was extra in this kind of place, it might affect the operation of the formation. But it seemed that it was himself.
Guessed wrongly.
At this time, the figure of the ancestor's soul had become bright and dark, obviously maintaining the Ziwei True Fire Realm. The dragon veins outside were destroyed by someone, which consumed huge amounts of money on the ancestor's soul. Of course, Don Quixote
He didn't know all this. What he knew was that something must have happened to the ancestor's soul, and the biggest possibility was that the chain that maintained its power seemed to be broken.
After a faint green light from the ancestor's soul, a beautiful woman who should be a pure blood elf appeared in front of Don Quixote, "Damn Xia, you
Why is it so stingy that I give me so much strength, so I can only do it.”
Halfway through the words, the woman's expression suddenly changed, "Bastard, are you?"
"They discovered my life gate."
"What life gate?"
The ancestor's soul looked up and looked at the taste of cracks. "My soul is based on that piece of jadeite, but my power comes from the stretching mountain range outside. I thought no one would have this secret.
I know, but I still underestimated them. Of course, this may be because my father did not do his best to perfect the formation back then. After all, he would not think that he would die one day."
"The Goddess of Life is here, are you saying they are destroying the mountains outside? Then what are you still rushing here? I'll go out with you and kill those bastards!"
The ancestor's soul shook his head, "That guy has an existence that is comparable to my father, standing behind him. Although it cannot use the power of the Dharma God in the outside world, it entangles me, the half-dead, and you, who have crossed almost the entire thing.
It is still easy to project the clone here on the mainland. The battle between the magic gods is moving mountains and filling the sea.”
The ancestor's soul did not continue to talk. It was obvious that this ghost who had lived for more than a thousand years could not help but fall into despair. Of course, there was no way to be forced into such a desperate situation. Who made this the disadvantage of the dragon vein? There was no reason for it.
With such a strong power, how can there be no price in the world?
"If my other half of my clone could come back," he continued after sighing, "maybe I can still use the secret technique left to me directly by my father, but in fact, in order to maintain this Ziwei Real Fire Realm, I am now
I am already extremely weak. If I remove the Ziwei True Fire Realm, I am afraid that my natal Yulin will be dispersed before I use that secret technique, so I come to you to borrow some of the power from you."
"There is no other way?" Evan seemed a little reluctant to accept this result, leaning weakly on the big tree behind him, "I haven't even gone out to fight!"
"Girl" For the past thousand years, this soul-like man took the initiative to touch the face of the woman opposite for the first time. In fact, Don Quixote has understood some things. A soul cannot make any promises.
Even if it is so strong that it is invincible in the world, "When the fate of death is irreversible, it is useless to cry. I would rather choose to die generously, at least retain a trace of dignity."
"It was Francis before, but now it's you again. Why do you all want to leave me?"
"Dear Evan, you can talk to me for another ten seconds, and I promise that this true fire world will disappear."
"Hu~" The pure-blooded elf, who was called Evan by the ancestor's soul, nodded, "Remember, I will avenge you, sure!"
"Bang!" From the perspective of the ancestor's soul, the tall giant tree suddenly collapsed, and the pure blood elf turned into countless green particles. This scene made Don Quixo feel like he was covered in the sky.
The illusion of fireflies surrounded by fireflies, the next moment, all the green particles seemed to be driven by an invisible vortex, and rushed towards the natal jade scales on the altar. Gradually, the broken jade scales seemed to be like chocolate
Same. It melted.
Seeing all this, the soul of the ancestor suddenly said, "I have been loyal to my duties for a thousand years, and it's time to take a rest." Although the words sounded very cool, Don Quixote could feel that loneliness. Who would be beautiful?
They will say that, but when it is really my turn to face death, anyone will feel a little unwilling to accept it.
In the end, the whole piece of natal jade scale is no longer a beautiful jade, but melts into a ball and turns into a liquid sphere. The sphere continues to rotate, as if it is like a black hole, swallowing everything around it, in the sky
Ziwei Star, the seven-star lamp on the ground, the flowing Milky Way, and even the ancestor's soul itself!
When Don Quixote saw the picture again, it was gone. Even the mountain was gone, leaving only a huge cave that seemed to hit by a meteorite. At this time, the perspective of the ancestor's soul was from high to low
Looking around, the three figures were not far away, so of course these included Xiu Yi. Green light flashed, Xiu Yi seemed to be moving away, but the next moment, the soul of the ancestor appeared next to Xiu Yi.
, his whole hand was directly inserted into the realm of the different dimension, and Xiu Yi's head was directly pinched, but his arm was cut off by the realm of the different dimension and left it completely inside.
Don Quixote could not see the expression of the ancestor's soul, but he could obviously feel from the slight change in his sight that this guy was laughing, "Huh!" The whole arm suddenly dissipated and turned into a
The purple fire burned Xiu Yi again, and it was in the different dimension, so he went straight to Xiu Yi's soul.
The Buddha's golden light could not destroy the purple fire, and then a huge atmosphere so that just reading the memory made Don Quixote have a powerful force burst out from Xiu Yi's body, and the purple fire instantly
He was removed just when Don Quixote thought that the soul of his ancestors had returned once again without success, but had just destroyed Xiu Yi's carrier.
Another golden light seemed to have penetrated the golden light from the sun and pierced the realm of the different dimensions. The realm of the different dimensions seemed to have no reaction to this golden light. Obviously, its so-called isolation space had no effect at all.
From the perspective of the ancestor's soul, Don Quixote could clearly see that before the golden light touched Xiu Yi's soul, the soul seemed to have already vaporized part of it. If it were touched, it would definitely be able to directly control him.
Kill, unfortunately, a golden palm blocked the golden light. With a slight clench, the golden light disappeared without a trace. However, at this time, the size of Xiu Yi's soul ball shrank by nearly half.
!Don Quixote could even feel Xiu Yi wailing!
The golden palm did not stop and pinched a magic trick. A golden lotus came out of thin air, like a bomb, bursting out of thousands of golden lights. When the golden light disappeared, where were there figures of Xiu Yi and the golden palms?
Don Quixote heard a sigh in a daze, "It's a pity that it was let go, but the secret method of visitors from another world is some tricks. It's a pity for you, haha."
The nice voice is like a woman, but a little young, but the person who has such pressure and even makes the Buddha not even have the will to resist is to use the sun to perform secret techniques. Don't think about it, it must be the Sun God.
.
In fact, Don Quixote guessed correctly. A blond woman should be a girl to be precise, because she is about the same size as Don Quixote's daughter, and she is wearing a costume that is on the statue of the Sun God in the Temple of the Sun.
Likewise, it was just a lot smaller. The Sun God who appeared in front of the ancestor's soul raised his head and looked at the ancestor's soul with only one arm left, "You don't look like him at all."
The ancestor's soul shrugged, "Goddess, I am not my biological child. May I ask, can I leave here? As you can see, I don't have much time left, I want to see my king and explain my funeral.
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"There are two more people on that side, don't worry?" The ancestor's soul shook his head, "There is not enough time, I just gambled. It is so afraid of using the power of transgression. There must be a true god who has been paying attention to that side.
Holding it," said the ancestor's soul chuckled twice, "I've had the right bet."
"Chaya. Donghai is a chequered person. Just tell me and I can keep you from dying."
"That's my father. I hope the goddess will forgive me, so I can't do it."
"Get out!" The Sun God, who was smiling just now, instantly became extremely cold. In Don Quixote's opinion, even the face-changing skills of Sichuan compatriots were not as fast as this. This indifference made Don Quixo on the other end of the picture.
Destiny has some palpitations, but because of the existence of free will, this negative emotion disappeared instantly.
"Bang!" The subsequent explosion scared Don Quixote. Whether it was the old devil Gula, the blood demon Asamai, and even its so-called undead blade, they all instantly turned into dust.
After the ancestor's soul's sight was cut back, the Sun God was gone. He knew that there was not much time and reached out to cut the crack in the space and drilled in. When he saw the light again, he had already appeared in Tianmu Town.
At this moment, only Xia Ya, who was protected by the barrier, was left with tears on her face, and some of her remaining subordinates, as well as her lying on the ground but still breathing, but no one dared to
The blood demon Nofiler approaching. (To be continued...)
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