Great Talisman Seal Script Master

A group of high-ranking officials in the empire were stunned. They all sat in the viewing area and stared at the scene in disbelief.

Brother Niao and Dong Li in the live broadcast room were stunned. Even Brother Niao, who was usually very jumpy, opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word. Dong Li kept pushing up his glasses.

All the people watching the battle on the Internet were stunned.

The people on Zulong's side were shocked, while the people on the God Clan's side were desperate.

Everyone was confused.

Can this battle still be fought like this?

Who can tell us, what is the limit of these young people in the Fulong Team?

Who can accurately analyze what realm Bai Muye is?

Should he be allowed to participate in the battle of the god-level group, so that he can overthrow all those quasi-emperors?

Is this still a person?

Four young people stood in the void. Except for Xiaobai who occasionally threw a flying charm on himself to hide that he was not a grand master, the remaining three of them were floating in the sky while eating melons.

"I can't see clearly!" Si Yin complained.

"Their magic circle is set up so well that it's hard to see clearly what's going on inside from the outside. Just wait." Wenjun took a bite of the melon, mumbled, and then said, "It's so sweet!"

"That's right. I picked it specially. I'm very good at picking melons!" Si Yin's eyebrows curved.

Lin Zijin was a little confused. She could feel that her sword was lonely.

She is also a bit lonely.

In the magic circle.

The four god-level protoss youths all felt like they were about to vomit blood.

But they don’t have the energy to throw up.

Because they had to fight hard to block the waves of terrifying attacks.

Trapped in a cocoon?

Playing with fire and burning yourself?

Is it your own fault?

Self-immolation?

Although the unfortunate experience of this group of unlucky people cannot be seen from the outside, the smart and wise Zulong tribe has given them all kinds of fancy comforts.

Well, they are all very considerate.

"If this continues, we will die!" A young protoss man, covered in blood, shouted loudly: "We must find a way to get out!"

"Once this magic circle is in operation, it cannot be stopped or reversed. How can we rush out?" Another young protoss roared: "How did that human activate our magic circle?"

Several others fell silent.

How to activate it?

Just activate it!

Now that you know how to activate it, what's the point?

They don't want to know how the magic circle is activated now, they just want to know how to survive!

Originally, they planned to wait for the enemy to pounce, and then activate the magic circle, so that they could retreat calmly.

Just like the few melon-eating people outside now, watching the excitement in peace!

Unfortunately, the roles are reversed.

They were trapped to death inside.

The biggest feature of this killer array is its super attack power!

And, there is no way to avoid it.

Half an hour later, the first protoss young man finally couldn't hold on and was beheaded.

The three remaining youths from the Protoss clan roared out the word "admit defeat" in unison.

However, they failed to get any response.

One of the gods suddenly thought of something and cried loudly: "In order to prevent those humans from giving in, I completely blocked the sound in the magic circle. In order to achieve this effect, I even asked the princes for advice..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword pierced his heart from the back and came out from his chest.

The protoss looked down at the sword on his chest, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

At this time, I heard the person behind me roar: "I asked you to block the sound, I asked you to block the sound!"

The sword was pulled out, pierced again, pulled out again, pierced again... In the blink of an eye, the man's body was turned into a sieve, and he looked dead.

The person who stabbed the person with the sword was finally overwhelmed by the surging energy in the magic circle.

Until his death, his eyes were filled with endless hatred.

If the sound wasn't blocked, at least... they could still save it.

The last remaining protoss young man, whose strength was infinitely close to the god-level, roared to the sky with grief and anger, and then activated a magical weapon that could truly save his life.

This young man from the God Clan is a Son of God!

The name is Miao!

His father, Wan Miao, is the fifteenth emperor-level vassal king of the God Clan!

Wang Miao gave him a magic weapon and warned him at the time that this magic weapon could only be used once. It contained a terrifying emperor-level power that could save his life in the most critical moment.

He regards it as a treasure and will not take out this magical weapon unless absolutely necessary.

Because after using it, the consequences will be endless.

But now, he is at the end of his rope and has no options.

If he doesn't use this magic weapon again, he will definitely die.

Shen Zimiao roared angrily and activated the magic weapon. At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky from the magic circle!

This breath shattered the magic circle into pieces almost instantly, completely collapsing!

Miao looked dull.

The four melon-eaters outside also looked dull.

Everyone who is watching this battle has a dull look on their face!

what happened?

"Come and live." Wenjun took the last bite of the melon, swung his long sword in his hand, and stabbed Shenzi Miao who shattered the magic circle.

Miao's eyes were filled with endless regret.

If he had known that using this magic weapon could destroy the entire magic circle, he would have used it long ago!

His father, Wang Wanmiao, the fifteenth prince of the God Clan, only told him that this thing could save his life in critical situations, but he never told him about its specific effects!

With such a stunned effort, Wenjun's sword had already struck!

Miao roared angrily and waved his hand!

boom!

An incredible and terrifying energy blasted directly towards Wenjun.

Buzz!

On Wenjun's body, the passively activated defense talisman instantly lit up with defensive light.

But the whole person was shot away.

Snapped!

A control talisman hit Shen Zimiao in the face.

Shen Zimiao's body stiffened for a moment.

Lin Zijin slashed through the moment of stiffness.

Si Yin picked up a big hammer and hit Shen Zimiao hard on the head.

So what if you have emperor-level power?

He was still dizzy after being hit by Si Yin's hammer.

There was also a deep wound on his body caused by Lin Zijin's knife, and blood was flowing out.

But under the protection of this emperor-level power, he did not die!

Even the injuries are not particularly fatal!

Bang bang bang!

Several control symbols exploded in his face!

Each control talisman can only last for a moment, but it can't last much longer!

This young protoss who briefly possessed emperor-level power was forcibly controlled by Bai Muye using a large number of control talismans.

Bang bang bang!

Si Yin finally fulfilled her whack-a-mole wish!

This sudden scene shocked everyone beyond measure.

Bai Muye's body was covered with talismans, such as the Slowness Talisman, the Aging Talisman, the Poison Talisman... all kinds of talismans that he had already cultivated to extremely high quality were falling towards Shenzi Miao like falling rain.

However, with the blessing of emperor-level energy, this young man's defense has become extremely terrifying!

Even though he was severely scarred by the attacks by Lin Zijin and Wenjun, and even though he was hit by Si Yin and was dizzy, he still stood in the void and persisted tenaciously.

A pair of eyes bloomed with endless divine light. He was trying hard to maintain this terrifying emperor-level power, and he continued to become familiar with this power. After all, it was not his thing, and it required a process of becoming familiar with it.

But as long as they are completely controlled by him, the four people in front of him... will be cut into pieces by him in an instant!

The power of the emperor... is definitely not something that this group of people can compete with!

"This won't work!" Wenjun, who kept stabbing at the divine youth, whispered.

Bai Muye whispered: "Close your eyes!"

The remaining three people didn't know what was going on, but they closed their eyes immediately.

At their level, even if they close their eyes, they can still perceive the outside through their spiritual consciousness.

After Bai Muye finished speaking, a flash talisman exploded in an instant!

The sky and the earth suddenly turned bright white.

Not to mention those cameras, even someone like Wenjun, who was at the scene and had already reached the level of a god, had no way of knowing what was going on inside the magic circle at this moment.

The moment the flashing talisman was activated, the sky and the earth were filled with white light, and even the spiritual consciousness could not enter!

Snapped!

A frightening talisman was photographed on the body of this protoss young man.

The young man from the Protoss had an emperor-level power, but he was powerless in the face of this frightening talisman from ancient times.

His spiritual body was immediately knocked out of his body.

The emperor-level power that does not belong to him cannot block the terrifying blow of the Shock Talisman!

No one knew how the son of an emperor-level prince was feeling at this moment.

The Talisman Seal Master's Book flew out along Bai Muye's space ring and directly collected the spiritual body.

When the bright white light of the Explosive Talisman finally disappeared, the young protoss... was left with only a body, staring blankly in the void.

The huge emperor-level power in his body still hasn’t dissipated!

There was silence between heaven and earth.

The entire Zulong Empire became quiet at this moment.

next moment.

The entire Zulong completely exploded!

Won!

Team Fu Long once again won this semi-final!

One hundred and fifty years of peace are just one game away!

Countless people cried, countless people laughed, and countless people looked up to the sky and cheered!

In the audience seat, Emperor Li Ying stood up suddenly and punched hard.

At this time, no one asked him to maintain his decorum.

Because others are crazier than him.

Regent Li Yu had veins on his forehead and roared loudly: "Well done!"

No one knew that the moment the protoss young man smashed the magic circle and rushed out, he almost couldn't help but go down and rescue those young people himself.

Emperor level power!

Emperor-level power actually appeared in that God Clan young man!

This is cheating, but it is cheating openly!

If you have the ability, do you humans do this too?

Don't think that it is a simple matter to seal emperor-level power in a magic weapon so that it can be used by gods.

Even many emperor-level powers don’t have this method!

Who would have thought that four young people could still fight back so beautifully when faced with a protoss young man with emperor-level power activated in his body?

Those who understand will naturally understand.

Those who don’t understand don’t need to understand.

They only need to know that the only remaining sapling in the human camp of Fulong has won and reached the finals... that's enough!

The cheers shook the sky.

This is not an adjective.

On the side of the God Clan camp, Wan Miao, the fifteenth-ranked prince king, stood up absentmindedly. The moment he saw his son dead, his body couldn't help but sway a few times.

Then there was an indescribable terrifying aura that spread along his body.

His son died, and he wanted everyone to bury him with him!

But at this moment, on Ziyun's side, there was also an aura that was not weak at all, rising into the sky!

This kind of momentum cannot even be sensed by ordinary gods.

Only when you reach the quasi-emperor realm can you feel a little bit of it and be scared to death!

Is this going to be an imperial battle in Ziyun?

Once the Imperial War breaks out, this planet will not be able to bear it!

"King Wan Miao, calm down... calm down! We can't start a war at this time!"

"My condolences to King Wan Miao. If we start at this time, all our previous efforts will be in vain!"

With a look of grief and anger, Wanmiao Prince Wang roared: "If you hadn't insisted on this method, how could my son die? How could he die? How could he die?"

Terrifying roars echoed within the Protoss camp.

Countless people looked pale.

But the faces of the other princes and kings who came over were calm.

The number one king of Yougu princes glanced at Wan Miao and said solemnly: "I can understand your pain in losing your son, but... Wan Miao, your son is not the only one who died."

Chihuo, the second-ranked prince king, nodded: "Wan Miao, don't be impulsive. Humanity has emperors, and there are more emperors than we think!"

Lan Bing, the third ranked prince king, said: "Once a fight breaks out, we will not get any benefits unless all the princes come."

The top three princes and kings who presided over this war game spoke at the same time.

This shows the seriousness of this matter.

Lan Xue, the 13th-ranked vassal king, had flashing eyes and hesitated to speak.

His son was also killed by Bai Muye, so he could understand Wan Miao's extremely sad and angry mood.

Wan Miao squinted her eyes, with fire burning in her eyes, and gritted her teeth: "Bai Muye..."

Team Fu Long has reached the finals!

As for the other semi-final over there, except for professional human analysts, not many people paid attention to it.

Everyone only knows that they are only one step away from the final victory!

Even if you know in your heart that at this time, you should continue to remain calm and collected, and you should not be too happy.

I can't control it!

Calm down...go to hell!

we won!

The Eighteen Stars of the Ancestral Dragon, plus all the resource stars, even those exiled heavy-duty prisoners, at this moment, everyone feels the same!

The thoughts of the Zulong people have never been so highly unified!

On the battlefield, Bai Muye calmly took away the space ring from Shen Zimiao and took off his protective armor.

Even with this armor, Lin Zijin and Wenjun attacked like crazy just now, but they didn't even do much harm to each other.

It's a good thing at first glance.

In line with the attitude of being diligent and thrifty, take them away together.

When the quasi-emperor of the God Clan came in to collect the corpses, he looked at Bai Muye and others with eyes filled with deep hatred.

"Don't look at us like that, lest we misunderstand your intentions and accidentally attack you." Wen Jun said calmly.

The quasi-emperor of the Protoss suddenly stared slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "I am the on-field referee who maintains order. You want to attack me?"

"The referee on the field with his butt crooked, please be careful when walking at night." Lin Zijin said from the side.

"You..." This God Clan quasi-emperor exuded a dangerous aura.

"Everyone, calm down. It's not worth it for this mere person who doesn't even dare to fight in the god-level group." Bai Muye advised kindly.

"Yes." Lin Zijin nodded, "Brother is right!"

"That makes sense. What's there to say to a coward?" Wenjun nodded.

"He looks a little poor..." Si Yin muttered softly.

This scene was also captured by a large number of cameras in the world and passed on to countless Zulong people who were enjoying the carnival.

Everyone who saw it couldn't laugh or cry, but at the same time, a strong sense of pride arose in their chests!

We humans also have this kind of top genius who is not afraid of your gods!

The quasi-emperor of the God Clan didn't know what he was thinking of. He suddenly sneered and said: "You killed Shenzi Miao, the son of the fifteenth prince king, and wait to die!"

Bai Muye stopped and looked at the soulless body of the Son of God Miao in the arms of the quasi-emperor of the God Clan: "Is he the son of the princes? Is he a Son of God?"

"I am!" Shen Zimiao's spiritual body, who had been included in the Talisman Seal Master's Book and still didn't understand what happened, roared crazily.

Bai Muye quietly sealed the Talisman Seal Master's Manual completely.

The quasi-emperor of the God Clan looked at Bai Muye coldly: "Are you afraid?"

Bai Muye shook his head seriously: "Don't be afraid. Go back and tell your lord king that if he wants revenge, I will give him a chance after the chaos is over!"

"Who do you think you are? If you are looking for death, I will help you!" The quasi-emperor of the God Clan said, taking the body of Shen Zimiao and leaving quickly.

These young men are all lunatics. They even dare to provoke the princes and kings. Is there anything else they can't do?

If he doesn't leave, they might really dare to take action against him.

After Bai Muye and his group came out, they were treated like heroes.

The emperor stood at the front, the regent stood one step behind Li Ying, and the rest of the big bosses of the Zulong Empire stood behind!

When Bai Muye and the others walked out of the barrier and appeared in front of them, a group of the empire's top bosses looked at them one by one, as if they had seen a rare treasure!

"Welcome back Mr. Bai!"

"Master Bai, thank you for your hard work!"

"Xiao Bai, you are all great!"

"Wenjun's swordsmanship is the best in the world..."

"Zi Jin's sword skills are rare in ancient and modern times..."

"Si Yin, you are so cute, hahahaha!"

Si Yin: Can you stop being so perfunctory? I'm an adult now, can you use another word to describe me? I am not cute! You don't even give me a piece of melon, you just know how to talk! snort!

The Protoss camp is intensively researching and analyzing the reasons why Shen Zimiao died in battle.

After Wan Miao, the fifteenth prince king, calmed down, he immediately wanted to find out what happened at that time and how his son died in the battle!

"Shen Zimiao had already activated the life-saving magic weapon you left for him..." Yougu said lightly, looking at Wan Miao, "You should have told him the correct use of that magic weapon. Not only would Wan Miao not have to die, but others Everyone... is also likely to survive, and our side may even eliminate the Fulong team in this battle!"

Faced with Yougu's accusation, Wan Miao did not choose to defend himself. He said with a sad face: "I didn't expect the battle to be so tragic."

Yougu nodded: "I didn't expect that we were all wrong when it came to Bai Muye's realm speculation!"

Everyone in the room looked at him.

Yougu said slowly: "He is not a young master-level talisman seal master. He is a grand master-level talisman seal master. Moreover, he is the pinnacle grand master! He is only one step away from reaching the god level!"

"What?"

"impossible?"

"Throughout the ages, no human has been able to become a Grandmaster in his early twenties, let alone a Grand Master... This is ridiculous!"

"King Yougu, how did you come to this conclusion?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of princes and kings in the room, including a group of young gods and sons of gods, were all shocked beyond measure.

The quasi-emperor of the God Clan who collected the body of Shen Zimiao couldn't help but trembled, and murmured to the side: "The Grand Master...the Peak Grand Master...the Peak Grand Master who can step into the Divine Realm at any time? No wonder...he would say such arrogant words. His words, it turned out, were not arrogance, but confidence.”

A master of the entire system of talismans and seal scripts at the pinnacle level, facing a quasi-emperor like him, is really not weak at all.

But now there is still some time before the big battle. What if he steps into the divine realm during this time?

Listening to the disbelieving voices of the people around him, the quasi-emperor of the God Clan thought of more in an instant.

It is impossible to be a master of Fu Zhuan in his early twenties, and it is absolutely impossible to be a grand master!

But this is already the case!

Combined with his continuous on-site observation of Bai Muye these days, he did not doubt King Yougu's speculation at all.

So many impossibilities have become possible in Bai Muye.

So, for him to step into the god level in his early twenties and have the ability to fight against the emperor-level princes and kings, is it really...impossible?

He suddenly felt a little cold.