A Sorcerer’s Journey

This turned out to be a large gathering place for the survival of survivors of the locusts.

Dozens of second-level locusts led the fans to fly back in the sky, and there was a third-level locust sage in the gathering place. The remaining locusts were locust warriors and a small number of family members.

Although the Abyssal Cataclysm has not yet completely erupted, the accumulation of abyss for decades has already reduced the number of locusts in this world to an extremely rare level, far less than one thousandth of the once-inflamed world!

At this time, on the mainland of the Inflammatory Soul, no city that once formed a group of hundreds of meters of fiery red nests can be found. The old civilizations of the past have now faced real inheritance and severance.

In this continent of the abyss, where the moss is spread, there are abyss and abyss monsters everywhere. No land is safe.

The newly born locusts have almost all died, and occasionally some of the babies whose father and mother are very strong may survive barely, and the number is relatively negligible relative to the whole.

In such a deep-deep disaster world, even some adult locusts who have not become locust warriors can hardly survive, let alone the newly born locusts.

All the locusts have reached a consensus.

It is not the demon wizard who is really dangerous in the mainland of Yanshen. Because the wizard is strong, it is also a limited number of people with limited energy. It can only destroy the urban communities with visible targets. It is difficult to truly break off all the enviable civilizations in the vast world of the soul.

However, these ubiquitous abyss creatures can do it!

The roots of the abyss creatures are the dark wizards who sneak into the abyss and moss in all corners of the mainland.

The leader of this large locust survivor base, who refused to just lose the sorrow of tens of thousands of locust survivors, looked at the abyss monsters that came from far away, and the central area of ​​the abyss of the dark clouds like the black whirlwind, five Evil, cruel, indifferent wizard.

All the surviving locusts seem to smell the breath of death.

Among the five wizards. The wizard with a gray-white mask in the middle flicked the magic wand as if it were a fate ruling and a phrase "destroy them." Thousands of hidden abyssal creatures seem to be overwhelmed by the tidal waters, and they are overwhelming and extinct, destroying all the enemies of the wizards along the way.

Rolling abyss torrent. It is not at all that these thousands of locusts who survived in the last days can resist.

"wizard!"

For decades, the wizards have squandered the mainland of the blaze and destroyed all the flaming nests.

Those survivor bases based on a certain city became the first target. For the fear of the wizard, the locusts were almost equated with the devil described in the sacred scriptures.

At this point, I saw the figure of the hundreds of thousands of sorcerers who rolled in the abyssal monsters. The majority of the locust warriors and locusts led the first reaction to fear and deep fear of the bone marrow.

Don't say to resist. These locusts have even completely lost the courage to escape.

Only the third-level locust stalker roared, and the depths of the thousands of years of experience were the nostalgia for the once glorious civilization. What the sorcerer had was only heart-to-heart hatred, there was no so-called fear. .

The sacred sage touched the scabbard of his waist.

"We have no way to escape. The real purpose of these wizards is to kill every successor of our civilization, because they are in fear, they fear our great will grow up!"

As a sacred person who has had two foreign world wars, the sacred sage is too clear about the cruelty of the exotic battle.

The endless world, there is no love and hate within the world, and some are only the most primitive and cruel competition. And continue to continue.

The seven worlds of slavery in the world are all living experiences.

Only nowadays the role is reversed, and there have been foreign lives that are desperate and mournful. It has become the shackles of the present, and the powerful and horrible wizards crush the world with a more advanced civilization.

The sight of the third-level locust sage penetrated the layers of abyssal monsters, and looked at Green from the flash of the gap, pulling out his own soul sword.

In the blink of an eye, the power of the soul of more than 30 meters broke out.

The sacred sages have a firm eye, and they have rushed to Green in the past, and the power of the savage soul is unmatched!

"Don't be timid! Only killing him and killing this wizard will we have hope to continue living!"

The locusts are roaring.

These decades after the end of the abyss. This sacred person has experienced too much, and the will of the soul will be even more tempered than the previous millennium. The sword of the soul of the hand has reached the level of the top sacred.

"fear?"

In the amazing number of abyssal monsters around, Green is like a demon king looking at the locust. Cold smile, for a third-grade sage, desperately rushed to himself, did not care.

"The sorcerer fears only his own ignorance."

Green gently waved the magic wand, did not mobilize the magic, did not incite the rules, and some were only the wizard's will, but formed the strongest witchcraft that Green has shown so far.

As the wizard's will ripples, the abyss of the abyss and the abyss of the abyss have turned over the direction of the dive, rushing toward the sage who wants to kill Green.

More than 30 meters of the soul of the sword has just killed dozens of abyss monsters, and in a blink of an eye there are hundreds of more large-scale, thousands of abyssal monsters rushed over, in the blink of an eye will be this sacred The drowning.

The black lacquered abyss breath completely shields the power of the soul.

Only occasionally, there is a trace of silky soul in the gap between the wings of the abyss. It seems to be the last resistance before death.

"It’s over, after all, just... um!?"

Suddenly, a sun in the world of the soul of the soul suddenly broke through the abyss of the sky, and it was illuminated by the abyss of the sacred sacred people.

"Hey!?"

"this is……"

"The world will!?"

Xiao Ba, Wiki, and Cretea exclaimed, looking at the golden sunshine that pierced the abyssal magic cloud and the massive abyssal monsters, it was incredible.

Green's body is slightly tight.

Compared with Xiao Ba, Wiki, and Crete, Green felt the will of this kind of materialized world earlier. The layered rule chains killed thousands of abyss monsters from the sky and connected the abyss to the abyss. Together.

"Oh, the guardians of the world have actually left this means for themselves!"

Green bites his teeth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ know that this is the last resort that the guardian of the world has left for himself, for the sake of completely killing himself as the sinful head of the world that has brought disaster to the world.

If the world will of the Inflammatory World has been completely encroached by the abyssal moss, the goal of these rule chains may no longer be to save the Holy One, but to strangle Green.

The top of the head burned with a blazing black flame, and the sacred sacred sacred man slowly stood up, and his eyes, nose, nose, and ears appeared a golden flaming flame, like the golden flame of the sun, and the majestic breath was released.

These are just the perceptions of ordinary people.

Under the perception of the Green Wizard's original will, it is the last surviving will of the world of the soul to find himself by borrowing the body of this locust, this is the hatred from the world!

boom!

In the moment when the sacred eyes stared at Green, the rolling waves broke out in all directions. After hundreds of attempts to attack the abyss monsters were shocked, they turned into a dazzling flame toward Green, and they rushed forward. (To be continued)