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Chapter 308: Eternal Magic

The foundation of Wisteria Flower Magic Academy, the magic that truly involves the ultimate power, can change the color of heaven and earth and shock all ghosts and gods.

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

At this moment, the desperate emotions were like waves of tides coming, giving up on themselves, complaining about themselves, and all kinds of negative thoughts were in the battle.

Bai Fei remembered his brilliant brother Bai Gucheng in the family. He has been suppressing his glory since he was a child and has been favored and respected by everyone. He is the genius of the immortal clan and the next heir to the family.

And in terms of cultivation, character and status, they are all compared with their own brothers.[

I thought that I had once hiding my identity and proved myself, but when I was defeated by the enemy, I was recognized because of the immortal skills I practiced.

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

In a simple sentence, Bai Gucheng's younger brother is actually more intimidating than the son of the Immortal Clan's patriarch.

Since childhood, he has been aiming, glory, and enemy...

However, the gap in despair became wider and wider, Bai Fei was sad and his heart was hurt.

Hanshuang remembered her family and was killed by making enemies with others.

He escaped by chance and practiced magic hard and finally settled the black-collar family.

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

Killing evil makes Han Frost indifferent, and longing makes Han Frost sad.

The power of hatred helped Hanshuang enter the Wisteria Flower Academy and helped her become the master of magic.

Now, the biggest goal in life has disappeared, and her life is confused.

The frost that had faintly noticed what had changed in her body was at a loss, and at a loss, her wandering heart felt sadness and despair, which gave her an urge to go with her relatives.

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

Mo Yi thought of the colorful season of falling flowers and came back walking with her but encountered the changes.

The heartbreak and despair at that time had been hidden in the heart for too long.

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

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

Unlike in the past, this time the colorful divine light has an extra black dot.

This black dot is the death post, the summoning of the god of death, and the sublimation of the original aura of death condensed by Mo Yi.

After the appearance of the Bauhinia Flower God of Desperate Love, as long as there has been despair and pain in his heart, it will be instantly magnified thousands of times and deprived of all his will.

Mo Yi's anger burst out with brilliant power under the influence of despair.

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

The sky stretched out his hands to hug Mo Yi and others, embracing the dead flower god, and the body rippled with ripples. The power of the law leaked caused the ancient building in Mo Nan City to suffer a devastating blow, and the buildings turned into ashes.

Dongfang looked at Mo Yi's eyes with deep pain, and his expression was so similar to his original one.

He sighed softly, and the sighing sound fell into Li Yi's ears like thunder, a panic of fear and anxiety spread.

In the world, flowers bloom, and flowers in the eastern realm appear.

Flowers bloom and fall, endless beauty, and sadness that cannot fall.

Li Yi, who was influenced by the law of death and the law of misfortune, encountered the law of sorrow again in an instant. Even though his divine consciousness was stronger, it was difficult for him to adjust his state between these breaths.

Especially when the disaster caused Xiao Yun, it was even more unexpected.

An accident is a crisis, and even more death.

The petals of the country of flowers are desolate and kill the world.

The silver needle plays with shadows, and fate ends.

The East has never been a person who is dragging his feet, nor is it an indecisive person.

He never had the habit of talking nonsense, and he didn't mind sneak attacking or bullying the weak.

As long as he wants to kill, it is killing.

So when Li Yi was in such a small moment when his magic was out of control, he was not far behind him with the law of restraint of the Flower Kingdom, destroying the protection of the magic field, and then pierced his forehead with an embroidery needle to destroy Li Yi with devastating sorrow power

His expression was so calm when he was in his soul.

The transformation of elbows and armpits makes people unable to defend themselves. Not only Bai Fei, but also Han Frost, but Wang Ke, and the magic clan.

However, no one's eyes were as sad as Li Yi.

Before his death, his eyes fell on Dongfang, and he died so hard that he could not stand his eyes open.

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

The lethality of the East is extremely amazing. Mo Yi's colorful divine light deprives the other party of his mind, while Bai Fei's divine thoughts suppress the fusion summoning between the magician and the world.[

This is a nightmare combination for a magician.

The last three magic masters, two magic masters, were the only ones, Wang Ke, who desperately threw away all his magic scrolls. After pulling another magic elder as a cushion, he was injured and used space magic to escape from the distance.

The rest of the people were all destroyed in the city of southern desert.

The most powerful force in the magic tower is the magic master.

However, Xia Mo, the masters in charge, were seriously injured 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 city, and the melodious bell sounded twelve consecutive sounds, and within a radius of thousands of miles, it can be heard clearly.

The magicians put down what they were doing and listened to the bell until the twelve bells were finished, and they couldn't help but look horrified.

This is a warning bell that will only ring when the magic clan has a crisis that can affect the fate of the magic clan.

Such a solemn twelve alarm bell began to ferment from the city, and then spread to the entire deserted sand and silent realm at an unimaginable speed.

In a very short time, the powerful people from the magic clan's seclusion began to rush to the deserted sand city and enter the magic tower.

After taking a bottle of the Goddess of Life, Wang Ke temporarily suspended his injury.

He walked onto the ninth level of the Magic Tower.

This is a small world with a unique world, hidden in the eighth level of the magic tower.

The ninth level is just a small space, like an ordinary house.

And the only one in this house is only a magic platform.

The magic platform inlaid with various magical patterns has the power of cross-border communication.

Wang Ke was holding a heart-shaped energy jade made of a magic gem worth hundreds of times the best spirit stone.

In the middle of the magic platform, there is a heart-shaped groove.

The energy jade was placed in the heart-shaped groove of the magic platform, and in an instant, various magical patterns seemed to come alive.

An obscure and powerful rule made the entire Sand City feel a sense of trembling.

As the energy of the energy jade continues to output, this rule becomes clearer.

On the magic table, there is a projection, from blur to clarity.

"Wang Ke, have you just arrived at Qiankun Realm not long ago? Heart-shaped energy jade is priceless and the number is extremely rare. You'd better have enough reasons, otherwise you, the elder of the deacon, will be done."

Wang Ke kept his head down, and his powerful pressure was impressed even if it was tens of thousands of miles apart.

"Reporting to the divine envoy of Qiming, we found several traces of Xiumen Divine Beads, but we met a group of shameful human monks. They used despicable methods to plot to seriously injure Dean Xia Mo and take away the divine beads."

"A group of waste, such a small thing cannot be done well. No matter how strong the human cultivator is, can he be stronger than the power of the entire clan of my magic clan? Is this the reason why you use this ancient transmission array?"

The God of Qiming had a deep anger between his eyebrows.

"Dean Li Yi and I led three magic masters to track down these shameful monks. However, I didn't expect that these human monks were extremely despicable and shameful, and they used the divine beads to bait and pretended to interfere in our team and then launch a sneak attack and plot.

President Li Yi unfortunately died in battle, and several other elders died one after another. Only I was seriously injured under the cover of several elders. Although my magic clan has many people, the top power we can use at present

Not enough to suppress these shameful people."

The envoy of Qiming roared: "There is nothing, but the one who dares to kill the elders of the deacon of my magic clan is our mortal enemy and must be destroyed. I order you to mobilize all your strength immediately, even if you make a huge sacrifice, you will kill these monks.

, protect the glory of my magic clan. You should be able to do these things yourself, but you waste such precious resources to contact us. You are waiting to be punished."

Wang Ke's heart beat violently. The envoy of Qiming is already a magic envoy, that is, the enemy mission of the ninth level of the heavenly realm of the cultivator. It is a celestial figure who can feel the supreme magic god. Even if such people are separated by tens of millions.

But the momentum under the rage is still so terrifying.

"I hope the God envoy listens to me and finishes his words. Today I am the leader, and I ring the twelve warning bells, preparing to summon all the top powers of my magic clan in the Qiankun Realm, and hope that the God envoy can descend to the Qiankun Realm...



Before Wang Ke finished speaking, the envoy of Qiming could no longer help but roar: "Do you know what you are doing? A crisis that cannot overturn my magic clan will appear, and the alarm bell must not be allowed to ring through the twelve times. Once the alarm bell

Resounding through the twelve, all the strong people who belong to my magic clan must return to obey the order. Are you going crazy? To deal with a few human monks, who gave you this right to sound the warning bell? You want to be destroyed, I

It will definitely help you."

"Magic eternal."

As the spiritual magic storm of the envoy of Qiming was about to come, and Wang Ke was almost thinking and breathing, an obsession made him yell out these four words.

The fierce mental storm almost completely shattered this small space.

Fortunately, the spiritual storm of the divine envoy in the end bypassed Wang Ke.

However, as a race's foundation, a strong man standing at the realm of the realm of the enemy, the God of Qiming, who was angry and violent, had the power of the legend several times that of the legend.


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