Wizarding Immortal Chapter 645: Sweep!

"It's me."

Standing in the same place, facing the question of the old night watchman, Adil nodded directly.

Don’t always deny the things you’ve done. Adil always do something, so you nod directly.

"Very good, it seems that the right person was found."

Seeing Adil's straightforward confession, the old night watchman was surprised, and then a grinning smile appeared on his face: "There is one more reason to kill you."

"What you said, as if I don’t kill your people, you will let me leave safely."

Adil is a little speechless, so he looked at the other person and said.

The old man of the night watchman froze for a while, and then his face showed anger: "There is so much nonsense."

He stretched out his hand directly, a thin arm slowly lifted up, and in a moment reacted with some force generated by the blood sacrifice around him, forming a black giant hand directly in the air, and then slammed down.

With a bang, the air pressure in the whole space increased sharply. At the micro level, you can see a ray of resentment condensing, forming in the mid-air a face full of grief and resentment. Roaring, it seems to be talking about the longing for life and the unwillingness to die.

Sounds of echoes flashed in place, and a little bit of ripples continued to rise in mid-air. This moment was directly linked to this sky of blood, turning the entire palace into a small half-field.

Being in it, the power of all outsiders will be greatly weakened, and the power of the night watchman will continue to gain, even if it is a golden knight who is just at the peak of this place. It may not be able to beat an ordinary golden sacrifice.

At this moment, the black robe priest in front of him is an existence equivalent to the level of a king of knights. There is even a **** jazz equivalent to the legend lurking quietly.

With such a lineup, it is no wonder that Angola has no confidence in Adil.

The breezes were roaring, looking at the grimacing faces that were roaring in front of him, Adil raised his head.

Massive grudges are gushing out.

A long sword instantly burst into the sky, like a raging dragon out of the nest, waving straight towards the air. The majestic blood contained in it exploded in an instant, and its power was enough to shock the world.

A bit of silver brilliance, and in a blink of an eye, with a burst of terrifying momentum, all the dark and vicious divine power disappeared, and it was directly destroyed by a common sword, leaving only a little afterglow.

With a sword, Adil's face was dull, and he walked forward quietly without any extra movement, but with another sword.

Swimming grudges swayed in front of the eyes, this moment directly condensed into substance, rushed forward under the control of Adil, just like the Yangtze River surging forward, drowning everything in front directly.

"You!!"

The old night watchman’s face was horrified. He didn’t have time to finish a sentence. He was directly overwhelmed by the majestic power contained in this sword. The flesh and blood on the whole body continued to fall off, and a sword mark appeared on the surface. Experienced the general horror of thousands of swords.

"Bishop!!!" Aside, the other black robe night watchmen were frightened and rushed forward with a low growl.

Adil looked at each other with cold eyes. In the blink of an eye, the power of the original source of the fifth-order big wizard, the power of the will of the iron blood that had been tempered by countless battles exploded at this moment, and directly under this eye Into the other person's mind.

In the blink of an eye, the faces of the night watchmen who rushed forward stiffened. At this moment, the scene before them began to change. The palace in situ disappeared, and the prison cages were pulled up. One of the gruesome monsters kept coming out. , Glaring at them, the tyrannical killing intention completely broke out.

It hasn’t been a few seconds before the eyes of these rushed black robe night watchmen become dull, and the entire spiritual sea is directly destroyed by the tyrannical killing intention, and their own is erased from the spiritual level. Will, the dead can't die anymore.

Although their bodies are okay, their spirits are completely dead. From then on, even if they are still alive, they are only vegetative, and they are the kind that cannot be saved anyway.

"Ah!!!"

A little shimmer glowed, attracting the attention of Adil in an instant.

He turned around and saw that in the distant pool of blood, the old man of the night watchman who roared rushed out of it. Although the blood and flesh all over his body looked vague, he was still alive. , Actually got through from the sword before Adil.

On the chest of the old night watchman, a black necklace was shimmering, with a faint divine response flashing on it, faintly linked to the surrounding **** realm, exerting a tremendous power, and hitting the Adil. A little force counteracted it.

"There is a magical response, an artifact?"

Looking at the necklace that saved the old man at a critical moment, Adil said to himself with some doubt, and then rejected the next moment: "No, only the divine response, but the lack of corresponding authority and will, can only It’s just a divine item.”

"Unfortunately, it is useless to me."

When the words fell, he raised his hand and waved again with a sword.

It seems as if the ancient people roared upwards in the sky, causing the clouds to move around. At this moment, the sky began to change color. The clouds that had been wandering in the sky all disappeared. They were stirred by a terrifying momentum and lost all their colors.

The space seems to be meaningless at this moment. It starts to turn upside down and starts to slant left and right. Obviously it is a sword cut from a very far distance, but it is accurately cut on the old man of the night watchman in a moment. The power contained in it Nothing was revealed at all, the complete implication was in this hit.

With a loud bang, under the unbelievable gaze of the old night watchman, there was a crack in the necklace on his chest.

As this crack appeared, like a chain reaction, more cracks began to appear, and then they were completely broken with a bang, leaving only fragments of one place, with a strong divine reaction. .

"Impossible!! The Divine Power of the Lord was even..."

The boss of the night watchman, with his eyes wide open, looks like he wants to stare out his eyes. An old rotten face is full of disbelief, and there is a deep fear.

Without the guardian of the necklace, his body began to crack, and flesh and blood were continuously blown under the whistling of grudge, and the broken flesh and blood tissue dripped inch by inch, exposing the crystal skeleton after the flesh and blood.

A **** big hand stretched out violently, but he hadn’t shot it before, but at the moment when the bishop of the night watchman’s area was about to die, the **** jazz couldn’t sit still. He shot directly at this moment, trying to take the old night watchman. Save.

The silver long sword fell straight down, and the flying Yinhua roared like a silver dragon, glaring forward.

A silver long sword blocked the front at the critical moment, and blocked the **** jazz's arm at the critical moment. Although it was only blocked for a moment, it was enough to make the result settle.

In the midair, the **** dry arm paused, and then only a bang was heard. In the expression of the old night watchman’s unwillingness and fear, his body exploded directly, including the flesh and bones. Broken into small pieces, it was completely crushed from the underlying flesh and blood tissue, and even a little vitality was not left.

In a sense, this can be regarded as a real dead bone.

A strong grievance blew up. On the spot, on the corpse of the night watchman, grievances emerged, and then turned into a greasy face, slowly pulled by the surrounding magic circle and fell into the center. In the blood pool.

Bloody Sir put his arms away, and a pair of **** eyes looked forward to the Adil: "You, very good."

"Not bad."

Adil's face was calm, and he didn't respond to the **** killing intent of the **** Jazz. He just smiled a little: "Your condition looks a little bad."

It is true that the **** jazz in front of him looks extremely wrong.

Standing in place, the **** jazz looks skinny, covered with a halo of blood all over his body, and mentally with a bit of paranoia and madness, it seems that the situation is a bit wrong.

The physical condition is easy to say, but the spirit is the foundation of the birth of will and the power of the true spirit. Being a legend and being a Tier 4, no matter which path you take ~IndoMTL.com~ you shouldn't let your spirit go wrong.

And in front of him, the state of the **** jazz spirit is obviously not his original mental state, but it has been affected by something, which will slowly become this look.

The **** jazz turned coldly, very coldly without saying a word, just waved his hand, and the huge spiritual force pulled the **** resentment contained in the surrounding field and rolled in the direction of Adil.

Boom! !

With a muffled noise, a silver brilliance rushed away in front of me, and then all the blood and all the resentment in front of me, at this moment, melted with ice cubes under the flames and quickly dissipated, and was directly blasted away by a sky-deep sword light , There is no trace left at all.

In a little afterglow, a faint dignity escaped, and the essence of the fourth order was not disguised in any way, and it was directly exposed in front of everyone.

In an instant, the **** jazz figure kept going backwards, forced by a stream of silver sword lights, and rushed straight back until it slammed heavily on a wall.

"You really got a gift from the God of Blood Moon, and you have been promoted to a legend!!"

Looking at the Adil in front of me, feeling the thick blood moon power on Adil, the **** Jazz face is unbelievable: "The power of the blood moon **** has long been exhausted. I exhausted my heart and blood and worked hard to sacrifice the blood Collected for hundreds of years, but only collected the power of the blood moon in this blood pool, how could you have such a huge gift?"

He has a thick disbelief on his face, feeling the thick breath of the blood moon on Adil. For a time, he even seemed to be in a trance, as if he saw a rich second generation Generally, the expression on the face at this moment is extremely complicated.

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