Chapter 227: Above the deceiving
blood moon, the power of the seventh-level holy magician’s demiplane has been fully exerted. Under the blessing of this extremely terrifying power, Dylan’s demiplane can only be considered a half-formed one. The face is no match at all. Half of the endless ice field has now turned into black!
Dylan wanted to attack, but as long as there was no protection from his demiplane, Sith and Lao San could not survive in each other's demiplane for even a moment. All the black power belonged to the saint-level existence opposite them. The power of rules!
"You dare to kill my apprentice for no reason. Today I will let you see that the dignity of the Holy Order is not so easy to resist!"
With this hoarse voice, the blood moon in the sky suddenly turned into a streak. The red stream of light fell towards Dylan. Before they could meet, a chilling aura came over him!
Sith peeked secretly, trying to see what the blood moon really looked like, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see it clearly. The other party seemed to be shrouded in a layer of red blood light. No, that's not right, it didn't look like that. , just in a layer of red blood!
As early as the blood moon struck downwards, Dylan had already held the scabbard behind his back in his left hand, and put the high-frequency knife into the scabbard at once!
Why did you put the knife away? Didn't he want to resist?
But this idea was immediately eliminated. As Dylan put the knife into its sheath, bursts of white magic arrays appeared on the entire scabbard, and the astonishing cold air turned into streaks of cold. Ice dragons continued to pour into the scabbard from all directions, making the entire scabbard and the high-frequency sword become icy!
Even within the ice field of Dylan's demiplane, Sith could feel the astonishing chill caused by this knife!
Standing high in the sky and looking down, you can find that the dark rules that originally filled the world began to dissipate under the steady stream of ice. Dylan's demiplane power began to expand, and the seven-dimensional man in front of him began to expand. The demiplane of the super magician actually formed a strange balance in such an instant!
On one side is the darkness filled with the meaning of death, while on the other side is the ice field with endless ice. One black and one white, one bright and one dark. Two completely different rules of power are fierce outside Barry's mage tower. confrontation!
But soon, the power of the ice sheet seemed to be unable to resist the erosion of the dark power of death, and began to disappear quickly. The darkness filled with the meaning of death began to cover the entire earth again!
However, the seventh-level magician standing on the blood moon and attacking quickly discovered something was wrong. The ice field did not disappear at all. It clearly entered the scabbard along with the coldness. The madman in front of him actually knew his unformed half. The power of the plane comes to bless this sword!
For a moment, the black magician was a little hesitant. Even though the blood moon was not approaching, he had already felt the power of the knife. Therefore, the blood moon's attack suddenly became a little hesitant!
But Dylan will not hesitate. To put it bluntly, the battles he has experienced since childhood are beyond the imagination of this seventh-level holy being. The cruel war tells him that he only needs to be himself when fighting. That's it. If you are distracted and think about other things, you will definitely die!
So he quickly caught the opponent's hesitation. Although the power of the charged slash had not reached the highest level, this sword was not able to reach the highest level in the first place. Before reaching the seventh level, it could not reach the highest level just by relying on the half-formed demiplane. Strong power!
Therefore, Dylan took out the sword without hesitation. With a shocking power, the silver-white high-frequency wave sword slashed out from the scabbard, and a half-moon-shaped silver-white sword light was cut like a dimensional slash. It was chopped out, turned into a ray of silver light, and flew towards the blood moon. Wherever it passed, chills spread everywhere, and the earth was covered with ice!
Bang! ! !
The sword light and the incoming blood moon collided in the air, and the power of the rules of ice suppressed the power of darkness and death in an instant, sealing the entire blood moon in ice in the void, and even the figure above was also Completely frozen!
Ahem! Dylan coughed. It was still a bit difficult for him to use this knife as a great magician, but fortunately, he successfully used it and successfully froze the seventh-level magician!
Sith looked at the scabbard that had returned to normal and was about to say something, but was immediately attracted by the movement coming from the other side.
It was clearly visible that above the blood moon sealed by the ice rules, the dark power inside the figure appeared again, constantly impacting the ice outside, making a scratching sound!
Dylan's expression changed, and he finally said to Sith: "Use your token to inform the Legion Master. This place is no longer something I can handle. Take advantage of this opportunity and hurry up. The power of ice cannot seal him." How long!"
Sith's face changed. It turns out that the so-called function of this token to mobilize the magicians of the Third Legion is like this. It is equivalent to a mouthpiece between himself and Bray. In the final analysis, it was Bray who ordered it. Fortunately, I thought at the time that the old man could really let me mobilize my troops... When
the mental power enters the token, it is like traveling through the void and touching another remaining mental power!
In the central tent, Bray was sitting there leisurely playing with a high-frequency knife, while on the side, Peggy was working at his desk, although his black-faced look did not look like he was working here at all.
Suddenly, Bray's eyes condensed and his mental power was released.
"What's wrong, kid? You contacted me so quickly. What's the matter?" Bray chuckled knowing it was a Sith.
On the other side, Sith's voice was already very urgent. After all, the seventh-level black magician didn't know when he would break through the ice.
"Lord Legion Commander, I met a seventh-level holy being here. Lord Dylan has no choice, so I can only ask you for help." "What?" There was a look of surprise on
Bray's face: "You are causing trouble. His ability is as good as your alchemy skills. You have only been in the magician world for a few days and you have already provoked the Holy Order. If you stay for a long time, you will not be able to provoke the Lord of the Holy Tower!"
" It's not like I haven't provoked you..."
"What did you say? Did you really provoke the Lord of the Holy Tower?"
Sith quickly defended: "No, I said I didn't provoke the Lord of the Holy Tower."
"Okay! I forgive you. You kid wouldn't even dare." Bray scolded with a smile: "Just wait, I'll be there soon..." He was about to say wait for me to come over, but in a blink of an eye he saw Peggy working there, and he immediately changed his words.
"Wait, I'll ask Peggy to come over immediately. You dare to bully the deputy commander of our third legion. How awesome!"
Peggy suddenly raised her head after hearing this, and stared at her legion commander, the old man, dumbfounded. It's not worth your life to trick people...
But now is not the time to hesitate. Peggy was glanced at by Mr. Bray's eyes and immediately stood up and agreed.
A dark door appeared in the void, and Peggy, wearing heavy armor, stepped in.
In the world of magicians, next to Barry's Holy Tower, within the frozen blood moon, the power of darkness was rapidly expanding, and the rules of ice were completely suppressed. Finally, with a loud noise, all the power of ice was exploded, The blood moon returns.
The second update is here
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