It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

The dark golden viscous liquid slanted down from the space like a waterfall, and the accumulated dark clouds in the sky condensed and collided, causing raindrops that were as dirty as petroleum.

Although these two unique high-concentration auras feel so different, they are a great tonic for every wizard.

Even wizards know that such enhancement will actually make them one step closer to becoming a lich.

Even for witch hunter knights, this is an excellent material for the furnace to smelt.

So, how powerful must those lichs who were forced into the spiritual world by witch-hunting knights and wizards decades or hundreds of years ago be soaked in such aura every day?

No one could have imagined it.

Maybe that will be the difference between cultivators with magical powers and immortals in the fairy world.

Maybe it's the difference between a wizard with paradoxical witchcraft and a god with divine power.

It makes people feel hopeless.

At this moment, a series of shrill wails sounded.

Countless black smoke lingered on the pillars, one by one piercing from the real world into the spiritual world, turning into anchors, firmly blocking this place.

No matter how hard the lich hits the barrier between the two realms, it cannot be shaken.

"Do they have a way to deal with this situation?" Brother Da Zhuang looked thoughtful, "We have excessively cleaned up the lich in our country, and we really lack too many possibilities in this regard."

He stared at this scene with a complicated expression, tskted his tongue with some sourness, and said in a jealous tone, "Hey, look, they are really skilled."

Now it seems that each place has its own extraordinary path, which also makes each place very different.

The exploration of the Eastern Tu Empire on the path of cultivation is enough for them to make progress step by step and seek more possibilities. There are even beings like Professor Cao who have slightly broken through the ceiling level.

On the West Man continent, wizards are powerful and coexist with the international witch-hunting knight organization, and they seem to have developed their own strengths.

There is even debate in the country about whether lichs will become stronger in the spirit world, and whether they even have the possibility of survival.

Look, everyone has known about it for a long time and used it secretly.

"You can't underestimate anyone..." Brother Da Zhuang sighed with emotion.

The scene in front of me is undoubtedly related to the extraordinary trade market of the Baird family.

Sure enough, after a while, the 'River Gods' wearing silver robes embroidered with the River God came here and began to drive away all the wizards and witch-hunting knights who tried to get closer to observe.

Brother Da Zhuang's expression flashed and he turned to look at his apprentice Chen Shuyun.

Chen Shuyun nodded to him, put the mineral water bottle in his hand on the ground, and quietly cast a spell while no one was paying attention in the chaos.

After a period of distortion, Brother Da Zhuang, Lin An, Little Boss, Chen Shuyun, and Ms. Dai Li were brought into the world of water mirrors in mineral water bottles.

The surrounding blue light swayed, and looking into the distance, one could clearly see the situation in the outside world.

Ms. Delly looked at this place in amazement. Such witchcraft without any witchcraft fluctuation power was obviously Shu Yun's innate witchcraft.

It really makes people jealous. You must know that most wizards' natural witchcraft is actually very useless.

If they were all so powerful, there would be no such thing as witch hunter knights in this world.

Pity……

It was Liu Yuanmou, that bastard, who prevented her from getting close to the sisters. Otherwise, if she had relied on this 'niece' back then, she would never live so passively now.

She glanced at Chen Shuyun's back with an inexplicable expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

No one cares what she is thinking.

Everyone is paying attention to the situation outside.

A group of burly witch-hunting knights wearing red robes appeared. These people were obviously the witch-hunting knights of St. Carol's Monastery. There was no clerical red robe like Sister Elena Bell among them.

Another group of people appeared in a huge and gorgeously decorated ghost carriage, led by a very elegant looking lady.

The lady gently shook her palace fan and was talking to the red-robed leader. There didn't seem to be any tense situation between the two parties.

"Who is that person?"

Brother Da Zhuang interrupted Ms. Delly's reverie and pointed at the lady.

Ms. Delly quickly looked up and covered her mouth in disbelief. When she saw Brother Da Zhuang asking again, she exclaimed, "Impossible. Mrs. Sally Byrd is the chief wizard of the wizarding force in Goblin Castle. How is it possible?" Get along so well with the knight leader of the monastery."

"Hey~" Brother Da Zhuang took Lin An's phone from his hand, looked at the live broadcast and the barrage with his old friend, and pointed the camera at that corner, "Look, the foreign wizarding forces and witch hunting The power of the Knights..."

More and more ghost carriages came over and stopped behind Mrs. Sally Byrd. Wizards in black robes came down one by one holding jars. After saluting Mrs. Sally Byrd, they walked towards the dark carriage. Walking to the place where the golden aura liquid fell.

Obviously, these people seem to be looking for ways to collect high-concentration spiritual energy in the spiritual world.

On the other side, six helicopters flew over with roaring sounds.

A small pavilion is hung on the shelf below the helicopter, with vine-like pillars carved with grapes and various fruits. The base is a crystal stone, and the top is made of crystal stone tiles and vines woven together.

In these pavilions, stood a witch hunter knight in yellow robes, holding scriptures in his hands and chanting.

There are six helicopters and six pavilions. There are also chains extending below the pavilions, and a pavilion with the same shape but larger size is hung together.

In the pavilion, there is a 3-meter-high milky white stone statue.

As the plane flew, the statue quickly disappeared into the black clouds in the sky. As the people in yellow robes above chanted sutras and cast spells, streaks of lightning surged in the clouds.

The oil-like raindrops stopped, and the statues in the dark clouds were like wild beasts, constantly devouring these black clouds.

The lich that tore the curtain high in the sky observed all this, a hint of ridicule flashed through its broken golden vertical pupils, and the vibrations in the space disappeared. It was obvious that it planned to stop this boring action.

"Quick, this spiritual lich is planning to leave, put out the bait!"

Mrs. Sally Byrd shouted orders to those around her.

Soon, the river god administrators in silver robes hurriedly carried out a large box from a ghost carriage.

The river god administrators were obviously wizards. They raised their hands, and rays of light surged, making the box float in mid-air.

Soon, the box rotated, and the surrounding boxes connected to the upper part, stretched out in all directions, and turned into the shape of a six-pointed star in mid-air.

A large number of patterns were drawn on the six-pointed star, and gems were inlaid. There was a pillar in the middle, and a witch was tied with a chain to the pillar.

The witch looked at the approaching lich in horror and screamed in fear.

As the six-pointed star lit up, tentacles stretched out from the dark golden vortex on the ground and swept towards the witch.

However, no matter how much she screamed, the people on the ground watched this scene indifferently. Obviously, everyone present had experienced it too many times.

They know what the lich wants.

Brother Da Zhuang in the Water Mirror World also knows about it.

"An opportunity to come to the real world?" Lin An looked at this scene thoughtfully. The local supernatural world had obviously figured out what the lich wanted - to come to the real world!

These lichs need a body in the real world to attach themselves to in order to truly descend.

Everyone was discussing, and even Chen Shuyun couldn't help but say a few more words, each analyzing the scene in front of him from his own perspective.

Lin An took a breath, suddenly looked at Brother Da Zhuang, and pointed at this scene, "Is this method very similar to their way of religious practice?"

Brother Da Zhuang raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips, "Yes, it's really true!"

He looked at it with burning eyes, "I just don't know whether they realized it from the way of faith practice, or if they had this method first and 'received' their spiritual clones from the spiritual world to believe in."

"You'll know later!" Lin An looked at the witch on the pillar and shook his head, "If she turns into a statue like a stone treasure, it means they are creating a clone of the god to walk the world. If she turns into a statue To kill a lich and then be killed by these people is just our imagination.”

"Even..." Lin An pointed to the statue that was becoming more powerful in the dark clouds, "Maybe that statue was made using a similar method."

"The avatars of gods walking in the world..." Brother Da Zhuang glanced at Lin An, "You really put a lot of money on their faces. I think they are clearly looking for death!"

Ms. Delly looked at all this with a confused face, and listening to their analysis, she felt that the place where she had lived for so many years had become completely unfamiliar.