Heretic Doctor Zihou

"The so-called Haotian illusion is not as strong as imagined!"

The sound of a clear mountain stream, with a magnetism that fascinates the devil, is really nice.

For a while, everyone in the entire stone room space seemed to be more or less stunned by this unexpected sound.

One after another, they subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Even the group of sub-clan members of the ancient Lich clan, including the old man, looked up into the void.

But seeing the space above the altar, like traces of water ripples, a silver-white figure slowly appeared.

The leader of the holy city!

Zihou recognized this person at first sight, and the emotions under his eyes and the expression on his face were affected at that moment.

But I saw that the man wore a silver robe, wrapping his slender and tall figure.

A mask of the same color is gently attached to the face, covering most of the face, leaving only the white forehead and the almost perfect chin curve.

The man stood upright in the void, his feet in the breeze, his long black hair and silver hemlines, without any wind.

His whole body seemed to be filled with a layer of holy light, like a **** descending from the sky.

Noble, respectful!

While Zihou was looking at the man, the man seemed to feel the gaze of Zihou, and looked at Zihou lightly.

Under the mask, those mysterious and unpredictable eyes, at this moment, are shining with tiny bits of silver light, like a night sky full of stars!

Zihou has a heartbeat.

I was far apart before and didn't see clearly. Only now did she discover that the man's eyes turned out to be weird silver!

Said it is silver, not at all, but the dark silver with fine pieces!

Although weird, I have to say that it is very beautiful!

Looking at the man in silver like this, Zihou can't see through those mysterious eyes. And the breath on the man's body is even more strange and difficult to understand. But that kind of familiarity grew bit by bit, and then spread in my heart...

Zihou is a little bit stunned, it turns out that the familiar feeling that was born out of miracles before is not an illusion!

She is sure, where they have met, don't have to have a deep friendship, they must know each other!

However, no matter how she turned over her memory, even her past and present life, it was a blank after all!

There is no such person in the memory, but there is this person again.

It's like through the light yarn, only a looming outline can be seen.

"Let her go, sacrifice with my blood!" The silver-clothed man calmly looked away, turned faintly, and landed on the old man opposite.

"His Royal Highness, no!" As soon as the silver-clothed man said this, the few people in the holy city drowned in the crowd couldn't help exclaiming.

A few streams of light flashed, and several holy monks came to the edge of the altar, knelt on one knee, with a panic expression on their faces.

"It's okay!" The silver-clothed man said without squinting his eyes.

"But..." A holy monk still wanted to dissuade, but he had not spoken a word, and after receiving a faint glance from the man, he immediately closed his mouth.

However, the extremely holy monk shut up. Tens of thousands of adventurers are not calm.

Son?

This man is the Son of God?

Under one person in the holy city, above ten thousand people, the incomparably noble Holy Son? !

Hiss~

Many adventurers were shocked.

That His Royal Highness, who has always existed in the legend, actually came to the Western Wilderness Ancient Forbidden City with them? !

Thinking about it, I feel incredible.

However, under this situation, they even saw the ancient lich tribe who had been mysterious for hundreds of millions of years, so they quickly calmed down!

After hearing what the silver-clothed man said in Zihou)," he blinked in disbelief, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Otherwise, why would this man say such a thing?

At this moment, on the platform, the old man was looking at the silver-clothed man, and in those eyes that seemed to see everything through, he was a little more surprised after all.

"How...how could you?!" The old man squinted his eyes, his expression thought, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

He clenched the cane in his hand and tapped the ground lightly.

"Do you also have the blood of the gods and demons on your body?" The old man frowned slightly, staring at the silver-clothed man, and said in a tone that seemed to be self-talking and questioning.

However, after the old man said this, he denied himself.

He looked up at the void above the altar, then shook his head, "No, the Haotian illusion is not broken, so you can't be..."

"Empty physique, yes!" The old man's eyes suddenly brightened, as if there was a flash of light, and his voice rose by a point.

"Could it be that your physique is... ethereal physique?!" When the old man talked about ethereal physique, his expression was solemn, and it was easy for people to think of the horror and power of this physique.

Ethereal physique?

Zihou raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

She naturally knows things like physique. However, she didn't know exactly how many physiques there were in this world, nor did she know which ones were powerful.

When Tianxiacheng, I met Yunzhongyue.

Yun Zhongyue's physique is that unique god-given ice body.

This kind of system is rare in the ages. It is one of the best of all physiques.

But anyone with a god-given ice body will have a faster cultivation speed than normal people. And among the cultivators of the same level, it is almost invincible!

What's even more abnormal is that this physique was not eye-catching at first, but once the cultivation level gets higher and higher, the attribute bonus provided by this physique is almost abnormal for the cultivator!

To put it plainly, Yun Zhongyue, who has a god-given ice body, does not perform very clearly when he is below Xuanzun. However, once he has cultivated to the Xuanzun, the god-given ice body has a terrifying cultivation speed and powerfulness. Attack plus achievements will be reflected.

After reaching the **** level, the bonus provided is even more scary!

Therefore, if Yun Zhongyue grows up well and cooperates with the Heaven-sent Ice Body with his aptitude, he will definitely be a terrifying existence in the future!

As for the ethereal physique...

The light of Zihou fell on the silver-clothed man, just not missing the fleeting dark glow of his eyes.

Zihou was slightly surprised.

She felt that this man didn't seem to be satisfied with his physique...

"Empty physique? What is that?" The silver-clothed man chuckled, with a hint of disdain hidden in his tone, "Believe me, my blood can also save your Lich clan!"

"Why do you say that?" the middle-aged man from the Lich clan frowned and asked.

The silver-clothed man barely snorted, then raised his hand and flicked his finger, a drop of bright red blood shot out from between the man's fingers, and finally sank into the pile of golden words on the altar...

Phoo~

Accompanied by a sound similar to a strong wind, the golden texts that were extremely active seemed to be frightened for an instant, each of them flashed with golden light, and gradually dimmed.

Hiss~

Such a scene not only stunned the tens of thousands of adventurers who watched it, but even changed the complexions of those in the Lich clan.

The old man couldn't hold back a step forward, staring at the altar without blinking, his deep eyes were dark and unclear!

"How is it possible?!" After a while, the old man suddenly raised his head to look at the silver-clothed man, his eyes deep and incomprehensible, but his expression was solemn.

The blood of gods and demons with ethereal physique?

Who is this kid?

"How?" The silver-clothed man had his hands behind him. When he said this, his figure had already come to Zihou.

"You go down first!"

Zihou suddenly raised his head and stared at the silver-clothed man, his eyes flashed in surprise.

You go down first?

These words were transmitted to her by the soul of the man in silver!

It's just that they don't know each other well, why should he help her?

When the silver-clothed man looked at him in Zihou, he lightly nodded, and the voice of the soul again said, "Don't worry, you will be fine!"

Zihou nodded, and was about to go down, but listened to the old man saying: "Hehe, young man, it's useless for you to do this!"

The old man of the Lich clan took a deep look at the silver-clothed man, and the other expressions on his face had already been hidden, leaving his face with a smile that could see everything through.

"Continue to sacrifice and bring him down!" Suddenly, the old man said sharply.

After the Lich tribe in charge of the sacrifice responded, the altar moved again. This time the energy aura of the altar was several times stronger than before.

"Young man, the old man advises you to save those thoughts. Even if you have an ethereal physique, on this altar, it is absolutely impossible for you to take this girl away!"

"He can't, what about the deity?" As soon as the last word of the old man fell, a domineering voice fell from the sky!

The domineering implied in this sentence is so strong that it strikes everyone's heart like a heavy hammer!

Including the old man of the ancient Lich!

The domineering voice echoed in every corner of the stone room space.

Zihou heard this sound at first, and his expression was suddenly happy. The eyebrows that were suppressed together because of dignity are stretched out...

Soon, the colorful halo appeared in the void.

The colorful brilliance illuminates the dark and dark stone room space and clarifies the depressive atmosphere.

Above the colorful auspicious light, an ink-colored figure slowly appeared...

Tall and slender figure, stalwart and noble figure.

That face, carved with a knife, and a clock, can be called God's most perfect masterpiece.

Such a man, the posture of the devil!

His whole body, black magic breath surging, and there is a holy light, that domineering and arrogant temperament, like a king over the world!

Such a man, imperial spirit!

Seeing that familiar figure, that face that I miss all the time, that person... Zihou has a sore nose and red eyes.

"Emperor Yun..." Zihou whispered, but after seeing the fancy and colorful halo under Mo Yunhuang, some of the corners of his mouth twitched after the strong emotions!

I have to say that Emperor Mo Yun is too serious, too cold, and too domineering, and is really not suitable for these colorful things.

Black suits him best.

However, Zihou was filled with speechless emotions after feeling funny.

Because she once joked with Mo Yunhuang countless times that she especially hoped that her man would one day be like the heroes in the story, stepping on colorful clouds to come to a romantic hero to save the beauty.

She was just a spoof at that time, and this was just one of her many jokes, but this man remembered it in his heart.

What kind of person is Mo Yunhuang?

But for her willing to do anything.

How can he not love such a man?

Her man is more handsome, brave and stronger than any hero in the story!

No one can beat it!

Zihou stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, smiled silently, eyebrows crooked, and his eyes were filled with joy and love.

The domineering man standing in the void, looking down, patrolled tens of thousands of people below, but saw the one in the crowd at a glance.

Mo Yunhuang's cold and hard facial lines were suddenly soft, and his cold aura became much weaker.

"Come here!" Mo Yun Dynasty's Zihou beckoned, the corners of handsome eyes and brows were soft enough to drown people's doting and affection.

What?

Tens of thousands of adventurers suddenly stared, and some narcissists even pointed their fingers at themselves?

Could it be called them?

Short oil!

Although this man is a perfect mess, he is a man after all!

Is it really good?

cough!

Zihou rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed.

She glared at Emperor Mo Yun, silently conveying the message of rejection with her eyes.

In fact, the heart of Zihou is longing.

But isn't she thin-skinned? Besides, she is very reserved!

With a large audience, she wouldn't do such a sensation!

Ok?

Seeing Zihou's twitching posture of eagerness to refuse and welcome, Mo Yunhuang knew from the bottom of his heart that Zihou was hypocritical again. So Mo Yunhuang raised his **** eyebrows with a **** gesture, and then let out a **** ‘um’

As a result, Zihou fell into the first line, second line and third line!

Zihou, which was seduced to the empty blood trough, gritted his teeth hard and said bitterly, "Damn, hypocritical!"

So step down a bit and fly towards Mo Yunhuang at the fastest speed in his life...