Doomsday Star Crystal: I have a contracted beast army

One minute ago, above Zhongzhou.

The flying snow in the sky had already evaporated in the boiling interweaving of endless elements.

The Book King still stood in the sky.

The sword, mountain, and flower that the boundary map brought with it, only the mountain-like red flower remained.

At this time, the volcano had collapsed and dissipated, and the four-winged angel Jia Lan only had three wings left.

One of the wings was burned to ashes.

He was no longer the god he was before.

, his whole body was burned black, and golden blood, like raindrops, fell from the sky to the ground...

At this moment, endless wood elements surrounded the red flower, and the big mouth in the flower flowed with dark red color and was covered with spikes, swallowing Jia Lan in one bite.

A dazzling white light rose up from under Jia Lan's feet, enveloping him as an angel. He retreated in an instant and avoided the big mouth of the red flower...

Finally, the four-winged angel Jia Lan showed signs of defeat for the first time...

"Bookkeeper, how many more attacks can you make?"

The Bookkeeper King sighed and murmured in a low voice: "I am still too old and too weak."

Now, he can only take screenshots with the help of the forbidden objects.

After all, the forbidden objects are not human, and the power of the rules summoned cannot last.

If Jia Lan puts down his dignity and keeps dodging, the red flower will soon dissipate.

Buzz!

At this time, the red flower spewed out countless vines from its big mouth, colorful, each with thorns, as thick as an arm, densely packed, and entangled with Jia Lan.

In an instant, the vines covered a radius of 100 miles, like a huge cage, blocking all of Jia Lan's retreat routes.

But after the red flower released a huge wood element, the body of rules slowly became dim and transparent.

Boom!

The four-winged angel punched hard, and the armor on his body burst out with divine patterns again, turning into an angelic shadow, surrounding him.

The remaining three wings drew out light blades, and countless vines around were cut and exploded.

In particular, one of the wings emitted a green fluorescent light that did not belong to the light system, as if it had merged with a certain treasure.

Every time that wing hit, it cut off a large piece of vines...

"It has merged with a quasi-god-level treasure!"

The book king's eyes shrank, and he stared at Jia Lan's wing.

He sighed: "Is this your real method?"

"Jia Lan, did you participate in the siege of the red armor in the eighth battlefield?"

For a while, the fight between Honghua and Jia Lan fell into a stalemate.

The attack method of the wood system is mainly based on imprisonment, which is not as violent as the gold and fire systems, and it has a kind of boiling frog in warm water.

It's just a pity that the four-winged angel Jia Lan is not a frog, but an evil dragon!

As more and more scars appeared on Jia Lan's body, the sea of ​​vines was slowly extinguished...

The Book King understood that the injuries on Jia Lan's body were not fatal.

At most, they only reduced the strength of a four-winged angel!

"Book King, come again, how many more attacks can you make?"

At this time, Jia Lan's eyes also showed anger and madness, and he mocked again.

The Book King was still calm.

"I still have one attack!"

After one attack, the energy of the boundary map was exhausted, and the old man had no more means.

"Come on, Book King!"

At this time, Jia Lan was also very curious about how strong the Book King, who had the longest qualifications in the Ninth Battlefield and had been hiding his strength, was.

The Book King did not wait for the red flowers to disperse, and picked up the pen again and wrote quickly.

No longer writing one word at a time.

He wrote five words at a time.

But it had nothing to do with rules and killing.

The boundary map in his hand dimmed rapidly as the five big words were generated.

Those five words also seemed ordinary.

The Divine Pen Writes Life!

"Haha, Book Reader, are you writing a suicide note?"

Jia Lan stared at the five normal characters and suddenly laughed crazily.

"Okay, okay, you and I have both lived for thousands of years. Although the two races are hostile, if you kneel down and beg me, I will deliver this suicide note to the human race for you!"

"Write it, let me see, what kind of life can you, a humble human race, have?"

The Book Reader King remained silent, and the five characters in front of him slowly dissipated in the air.

No rules or elements condensed.

The world map in his hand no longer had a trace of brilliance, and what was left was only simplicity and vicissitudes.

He fell into a deep sleep again.

"It turned out to be a bluff!"

Seeing this, Jia Lan laughed even crazier. He had lived for tens of thousands of years and had never seen any attack ability that could not rely on rules and elements.

"Bookkeeper, if you want to scare off a four-winged angel with this, you are underestimating the angel race and overestimating the human race!"

"Run away. It has been rumored that the bookkeepers of the human race are good at escaping. Let me see how extraordinary the skills of an old human dog are!"

Jia Lan laughed loudly, flapped his three wings, and slowly flew towards the Bookkeeper King.

The Bookkeeper King was still standing there, not panicking as imagined, nor did he flee in a hurry.

He was calm, like an immovable mountain.

Jia Lan flew very slowly, full of contempt in his mouth, but in fact he was still vigilant.

The two previous attacks of the Bookkeeper King were too shocking.

The next moment, the surrounding world suddenly blurred.

At this moment, the world around the Bookkeeper King seemed to become illusory.

The flying snow in the sky, the earth below, and countless collapsed stone houses!

And the melted snow... Huanglong Mountain in the distance... at this moment, it seemed that they were no longer real...

A huge river, in the illusion, revealed a corner.

It seemed to be just a virtual clip of a river, but it seemed to contain endless civilizations of all races, countless worlds, and countless lives...

"The phantom of the long river of time!"

The four-winged angel Jia Lan stopped suddenly, with fear in his eyes.

The long river of time!

It exists in the extraordinary legend, just a concept.

It is said that the only one who can peek into the phantom, except for a certain taboo, is the god!

At this time, the Book King summoned a corner of the phantom.

The next moment, five figures walked out of the phantom of the long river of time.

They were all wearing black armor, including teenagers, young people, middle-aged, and elderly people.

Some of them exuded the aura of the strongest, and some exuded the aura of the king.

The strongest figure was the old black armor, whose facial features seemed to be no different from the Book King.

Only there was a touch of black hair on his head and fewer wrinkles.

Looking closely, the five figures, with the same height and body shape, are all the Book Kings.

Book Kings in different times.

At this moment, they walked out of the long river of time.

The first one is the young book master, with a young and resolute face. Although he is only the strongest, he immediately attacked Jia Lan.

In his hand, he held an extraordinary pen made of golden crystal.

The young man picked up the pen and wrote quickly. The word "Zhan" (a sword) was formed in the air in an instant.

The next moment, the golden big characters, shining with golden light, turned into a spear and stabbed at Jia Lan.

Just like the life in that period of time, it was sharp.

This is the life of the Book King.

He has been fighting for the human race all his life.

This is also the reason why the world map can summon the phantom of the book master in time.

His life is too simple.

It's just a battle.