The majestic pressure exploded from the body of the one-eyed magician. This terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power actually shook away the dark clouds in the sky and stopped the rain.
After a while, the surrounding rain clouds recovered and the heavy rain poured down again.
However, not a drop of rainwater could fall on the one-eyed magician's body, and everything was evaporated into water vapor when he got closer.
This horrifying scene immediately stunned the Liangyi-level alien-blood warrior Nanxiu City Lord, and also frightened hundreds of soldiers from the southern border around him. Everyone's eyes were full of fear.
Fear of the conjurer!
Except for the different-blood warriors of the Daluo Dynasty, who could barely compete with the same-level magicians, the different-blood warriors from all over the world were unable to fight back against the same-level magicians and were completely defeated.
The state of crushing.
The power of a conjurer is truly "extraordinary"!
Therefore, although Nan Xiu is a two-level warrior of different blood, even if he does not look at the spell academy behind the one-eyed magician, he is completely incapable of fighting. At this time, his face is pale and frightened.
As a spellcaster, Li Guanqi feels it even more clearly.
He looked at the one-eyed magician beside him, his eyes full of yearning and longing.
A two-level magician.
Maybe I need to add two more words.
peak!
This one-eyed magician is a magician at the pinnacle of Liangyi, a powerful being who has stepped into the "yang" realm of Liangyi!
The two rituals are Yin and Yang.
The Liangyi level can also be subdivided into two small realms, and a total of two forms can be opened.
The first "yin" state form, the killing form that pursues the ultimate attack.
The second "yang" state can be superimposed with the "yin" state, superimposing super self-healing ability on top of super high attack power.
At the same time, for spellcasters, entering the Liangyiyang realm can also obtain super-fast spiritual power recovery speed, and the spiritual power content of the blood will skyrocket again.
Li Guanqi killed Liangyi level beings.
——The Liangyi-level cursed spirit in reality, the black monkey cursed spirit that activates the form of killing in the underworld.
But that curse spirit is only in the early stage of Liangyi, and cannot be compared with the peak of Liangyi.
If the black monkey's curse spirit is at the peak of Liangyi and can be superimposed with the Yang state, then the flesh and blood all over his body will be endless. With the super self-healing ability, Li Guanqi has absolutely no chance of winning.
The Yin realm of two rituals.
Liangyiyang realm.
Although they are all classified into the Liangyi level, their combat power is not at the same level at all.
And now.
Having entered the realm of Liangyiyang, the conjurer who could be called the pinnacle of Liangyiyang was already standing in front of him.
The foreign affairs teacher of the Conjuration Academy stationed in Maoye City.
One-eyed magician!
"sorry!"
City Lord Nan Xiu knelt down and kept kowtowing to the one-eyed magician. His face was covered with mud, but he still couldn't hide the fear on his face.
"I didn't know that the person who is in charge of the magic spell building in the city is such a powerful person like you... Ah no! No! I shouldn't threaten the magician! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Please spare my life! Please!"
Li Guanqi was slightly startled.
The lord of Southern Xinjiang City, who had just looked majestic in front of him and asked him for an explanation, was now like a dog, kowtowing to the one-eyed magician and begging for mercy.
Weird?
Li Guanqi shook his head gently.
Not surprising at all, is it?
This is the real world.
The weak will eat the strong, and the strong will be respected.
"This is what power feels like, kid."
The one-eyed magician turned his head, glanced at Li Guanqi beside him, and said softly: "Continue to become stronger, my child. After handling these matters, come to the Spiritual Mantra Tower to find me."
After that, he patted Li Guanqi's back gently, then turned around and walked towards Maoye City without looking at Nan Xiu, who was kowtowing crazily on the ground.
The lion has no intention of observing the behavior of the ants.
Even though the one-eyed magician had gone far away, Nan Xiu still did not stop kowtowing.
This pampered Southern Xinjiang City Lord even broke his forehead, and the oozing blood was mixed with the rain and mud, but he seemed not to notice it and continued to kowtow vigorously.
Li Guanqi looked at this scene with no expression on his face.
But there was already a storm in his heart.
The seeds of longing for power slowly sprouted in his heart.
If he is not strong enough, he will just be a dog kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
If he is strong enough, he can make everyone kowtow to him like a dog!
...Of course, he doesn't have this hobby.
But this is the same as having a sword in your hand and not having a sword in your hand.
He does not need to use strength to force others to kowtow, but he must have the power to force others to kowtow.
otherwise.
He will be the one kneeling on the ground and kowtow.
…
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That night, Nan Xiu even gave up the city lord's palace and invited the best doctors to treat the injuries of the four Wumo people. With the help of extraordinary power, these serious injuries that almost cost half of their lives were healed overnight.
And the fate between Li Guanqi and the Green Teeth Mercenary Group is about to end.
It's time to say goodbye.
"Then where are you going to go?"
In the brightly lit city lord's palace, Li Guanqi sat on a chair, looked at the mercenary group who were putting on their equipment, and asked aloud.
“I can’t stay in Southern Xinjiang any longer.”
Umo smiled.
Li Guanqi nodded slightly in understanding.
Nan Xiu treats the Green Fang Mercenary Group well not because of Li Guanqi, but because of the one-eyed magician.
And after he leaves, the one-eyed magician will no longer have any leisure time to take care of the Green Fang Mercenary Group.
Nan Xiu's assassination against Wu Mo and others will eventually come, either this year or next year. Anyway, as long as Wu Mo and the others are still in southern Xinjiang, Nan Xiu will take action sooner or later.
"We should go to the Daluo Dynasty to find a way out."
Wu Mo hung the long sword on his waist and grinned at Li Guanqi, "If there is fate in the future, maybe Mr. Li will be the one who calls us foreigners in the Daluo Dynasty, and..."
As he said that, Wu Mo put his right hand on his left chest and bowed his head solemnly, "Thank you, Mr. Li, for saving everyone in our Green Teeth Mercenary Group."
"Just paying back the money."
Li Guanqi also smiled, "One hundred gold coins, two cleared."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
When Wumo heard these words with a joking tone, he immediately laughed knowingly, "Then I, Wumo, have really made the most value-for-money deal in my life."
"Of course, there's also Bulma's food money for those days."
Li Guanqi looked at the southern Xinjiang girl standing in the corner and smiled slightly.
"I will always remember your name, Mr. Li."
Bulma shyly crossed her hands, twisted up her skirt, and bent down to give him an incomprehensible courtesy. It must have been some kind of ceremony in southern Xinjiang that represented a special meaning.
"What do you mean?" Li Guanqi asked curiously.
"Nothing!"
Bulma's face suddenly turned red, and she turned around quickly, causing the four people around Wu Mo to laugh. Only Li Guanqi was confused, and Monk Zhang Er was confused.
Until many, many years later.
By chance, Li Guanqi learned the meaning of that etiquette.
A southern Xinjiang etiquette called "Zhamolu", in which a woman bends over her skirt with her hands crossed, represents the lyricism of a girl in southern Xinjiang, which is an ignorant and youthful expression of love.
Life is a song. Every beautiful experience you encounter when you are young will condense into the most beautiful notes.
Looking back again.
Listen again.
A knowing smile is enough.
Ask why?
Because, the journey of life is still going on, my friend!