Magic Tool

As the emperor of an empire, the domain-level female emperor is able to see her own human luck. A while ago, her luck has decreased, and it seems that she has been divided, but recently, her luck has increased. Can also think of the reasons. In the territory of Song Dynasty, her vigorous promotion of magic technology is obviously effective. This thing can really enhance the overall level of the human race, and it has great results in urban infrastructure. At present, most of the new buildings have completely replaced The wooden structure is also quite stable, that is, it consumes a lot of steel, but these problems have been gradually solved after the new smelting technology came out.

This person is simply a genius.

"Then shall we make a move?"

"No, let's take a look first. I want to know whether the first intermediate domain magician who has achieved such a skill in ancient and modern history is an opponent of advanced domain powerhouses." The Empress's mouth showed a playful smile.

. . .

The clone left the imperial capital, and it did not go far away. After feeling the danger, whether it is the deity who has returned to the small world or the clone among the world barriers, it is the first time to be on alert, because it is out of luck. The black cloud is really too strong, and has completely suppressed his own humanitarian luck. This is already a huge crisis, and he must mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized.

But he didn't know where this crisis came from, which was a bit painful.

"Human race, demon race, demon race, or some other powerful race, or heavenly secret pavilion." Rowan's two main force clones, one deity are thinking hard.

He crossed the borders of the Song State and soon arrived in the west of the Song State, full of mountains. He didn't go to the frozen forest because it didn't make any sense to go there.

Although the person from Tianji Pavilion didn’t know what the boss was, he never came back since he left, so the first person Rowan wanted to suspect was Tianji Pavilion. This huge organization wanted to find someone in trouble. It’s really true. It's too simple.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of a place, and then the clone flew in that direction.

That place is nowhere else, it is where the Plains of Despair is located.

The Plains of Despair has complex forces. There are all kinds of races on the surrounding borders of thousands of miles. After digesting the knowledge obtained from various places, he has understood the composition of the Plains of Despair. Even in the introduction of the elves, there were originally several high-level domain powerhouses, and the outstanding formations jointly deployed have killed dozens of intermediate-level domains.

In history, this war is a very typical case.

Rowan chose to go to this place, and it is precisely because of this, that he can also go to these areas and study for a period of time, relying on the chaos inside to see who can find himself.

The deity is in the small world, no one can find, a clone is among the world barriers, and no one knows it. This clone is a cat on the plains of despair, hehe. He didn't believe those people could find himself.

. . .

Above a huge mountain range, a palace faintly appeared in a cloud of mist.

The palace is more than one hundred meters high, and there is a huge space inside.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man stood in front of another middle-aged man, staring sternly at the person in front of him.

"He's gone, Luo Cheng, you don't even know, don't tell me, you didn't leave a mark on him?"

The middle-aged man who was scolded was the same person Rowan saw that day.

Luo Cheng was a little embarrassed, and his expression was a little disturbed, "The imprint of heaven's secret is completely useless on him. I tried it."

The middle-aged man snorted. The imprint of heaven is the most powerful tracking mark in the world. If it is completely useless, how could he believe that a person from the lower realm could have such a method.

"I can't even get rid of the imprint of the heavenly mystery. What method did he use?"

Luo Cheng shook his head, "I don't know, the most wonderful thing in this world is the imprint of our Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Perhaps there is only one situation, that is, humanity and luck?" He thought of the last possibility.

The middle-aged man snorted again, "Humanity and luck, that is something that can only be obtained by people who have contributed to the entire human race. Do you think he will have it?"

Luo Cheng thought for a while and sighed, "Except for this, I really can't think of any way to get rid of the imprint of the heavenly secret. Is he from another race and has other luck?"

The imprint of the secret cannot be expelled. It is an iron law in the world of desire, but there is only one kind of person who ignores the imprint of the secret, and that is the person with the bonus of racial luck, such as the female emperor, such as the saints and saints of all races.

The middle-aged man’s face is uncertain, "The imprint of the heavenly secret has no effect at all. This is something that has never been done before. There is only one way, and that is to look for it with all my strength. In addition, this person’s information is also open to the outside world. Don’t let anything go. There is a clue that Yanlai Pavilion was also used. They discovered this person at the earliest, and see if there is any other information."

Luo Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, Pavilion Master, besides, those forces have also been dispatched. Should we obstruct one or two?"

"We can't find it, Kunpeng Pavilion, Yushui Pavilion, how could they find it, even if those old guys did it themselves, they couldn't be more clever than the imprint of the heavenly secret."

"That's true."

Luo Cheng quickly retreated.

After Luo Cheng left, the middle-aged man's expression changed, becoming extremely calm and flat, as if he had just pretended everything just now.

He thought for a while, and disappeared into the air.

. . .

On a piece of mountains, in a high mountain lake, there are waves of water. The mist is permeated, floating in the mountains, setting off the entire mountain range like a fairyland.

This mountain lake is very huge, and many wooden bridges have been built around the wide lake. On these wooden bridges, there are countless magicians sitting on them, feeling the water vapor around them.

A middle-aged man appeared in the middle of the lake. He seemed to ignore the surrounding magic circle and disappeared from the lake in one step.

On the opposite side of the lake, there is a large group of palaces, and there is a majestic house plate at the door with three words written on it.

Yushui Pavilion.

The middle-aged man stepped into the Yushui Pavilion and disappeared again. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in a dark space.

The middle-aged man walked into the darkness step by step, and soon came to a place of light. In this light, a figure appeared in front of him.

At this moment, the figure opened his eyes, and he looked at the incoming person, his eyes flickering.

"What happened to the great elder."