Magic Tool

Bai Liyi stunned and said hurriedly, "I dare not forget, nor can I forget."

Bai Lirou nodded, and said, "Although it is unanimous to the outside world this time, my witch clan, as the celestial family, should participate in it, but our senior powerhouse is not strong enough. If we go there, we will die. The situation, I’m afraid we won’t get any benefit if we go, we witches are in the line. Since the death of the previous elders and line masters three thousand years ago, the strength of the successors has not reached the level of controlling the entire world, so We won’t get mixed up in this battle."

Dugurong frowned and said, "Master Patriarch, I'm afraid that's not the case. There are only a few of us here today. I'll just talk about it. How did I hear that the demons came to you, and then Did you decide not to participate in this battle?"

Bai Lirou's gaze remained unchanged. The Lonely Line had always been the main battle group, so she had always been dissatisfied.

"Since you're talking about this, we are here today, so let's talk about it. Let me ask you what our witch clan was like three thousand years ago."

As the pulse master, Dugurong naturally knew the secrets of the clan. She sighed and said, "Three thousand years ago, we were at least three times stronger than we are now, and there are three strong people in God's Domain."

"So now?"

"Two of the powerhouses of God's Domain, there are only less than one-third of the previous ones below the advanced domain." After Dugurong said, she pressed her lips tightly.

In that era, the witch family was full of spirits. Now, they have to move around in various worlds, let the low-level witches upgrade as soon as possible, and then call them back. It can be said to be very miserable to improve the strength of the witch family in this way.

Bailiyi sighed and said, "Dugu, if it's normal, it's understandable that we will fight on behalf of the witch family. The big deal is to die in battle. Our witch family can always stand on the top of the world as the sons of the gods, but now, We don’t need us at all, Human Race’s Rowan can top our entire race, so it’s the same whether we go or not?"

"What's more, not every one of us has gone. Didn't Lilith go?" Bai Lirou remained expressionless, her eyes on her beautiful face seemed to penetrate the entire world, and she saw the dark mountains. The busy figure of the Mozu.

The witch clan was badly injured three thousand years ago. In fact, this is not because they did not participate. The real reason is only known to her, but she knows that they have a reason not to participate. This is enough. In this world, no matter what It doesn't matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with their witch clan, at least they are God's favor, no matter what, it is impossible to be erased from this world.

Dugu thought for a while, pressed her lips tightly, not talking, she also looked at the dark mountain range, her eyes penetrating the void like everyone else.

"Then let's wait quietly. If the world of desire wins and our witch is rejected, it's no big deal. Hasn't it been this way for so many years? If the world of darkness wins, we will become vassals, hum." Dugu Rong Psychologically sneered.

But in her heart, she still hopes that Desire World will win. After all, the talent of the Demon Race is too terrible. After so many years, it has caught up with the development of a race in Desire World for tens of thousands of years. This speed is indeed a bit scary.

. . .

A big battle is inevitable.

On the ground of the chaotic continent, the dark mountains, and the dark canyons, all the demons are busy refining various artifacts and formations. They put these things into every place in the dark mountains, and the spiritual veins that have been polluted underground. Tightly joined together.

They have been busy for three months. Except for those who went to encircle and suppress the three tribes of the underground, the other demons, both men and women, were all involved in the refining process.

Their time is very tight, because Human Race will not give them too long.

Soon, it only took a month, and they got the rudimentary form of the basic formation. Now the dark mountains, the full three thousand li range, are all covered by the magic array, and within these three thousand li, all Everything in the magic circle is completely controlled by the magic circle. Even three thousand miles away, within ten thousand miles, the spiritual veins in some places are taken from a distance by this magic circle and completely absorbed. This is the magic circle. The power of.

And this magic circle is not of this world, but of the upper realm.

When the magic circle's trip was completed, they breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not relax, and continued to replenish the formation.

Now that three months have passed, the formation is almost finished, and according to intelligence, the world of desire seems to have begun to gather and prepare to attack them.

For the Mozu, the time is too short, which is really a pity.

If they were given a period of time to destroy the entire chaotic world of races, then they would basically sit back and relax, time.

Master Hex came too late.

Hey.

This is already the voice of all demons.

Work overtime and work hard. This time, the entire demons are on top of it. This time it is really a matter of life and death.

At this moment, all the demon races stopped their buddies in their hands, listening to something, and then many demon races put down the things in their hands and flew in all directions.

They need to leave this mountain range and lurk elsewhere.

For a time, a large black figure flew in all directions. They carried the last revival of the Demon Race in this world, and they were also the last hope of the Demon Race.

In their hearts, Master Hex is still invincible in the world. As long as Master Hex can defeat the so-called human race, then their demons can occupy this world, and all races in this world will tremble under their rule. , To harvest the power of faith in an entire world.

This is their ultimate goal.

They have quietly planned for almost two thousand years, and they are finally coming to an end, but they did not expect that they were discovered by the human race, but they will not be abandoned. At least they have collected enough information and materials, as long as this battle can be fought. Victory, then this world is theirs.

The hearts of all demons are very melancholy and look forward to it.

. . .

In other places in the Dark Mountains, some small forces are also watching.

After determining that the Demon Race was the invading race, many large and small forces near the Dark Mountains were cleansed by the Demon Race. Within a radius of thousands of miles, there was almost no decent race.

Thousands of miles away, on top of several mountain peaks, seventeen figures stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the direction of the dark mountain range.

The usual dark mountains are dense like mist, and the depths can not be seen, the terrifying roars are constant, and the sound is shaking everywhere, all kinds of weird mental attacks are impossible to guard against.

But now, the devilish energy of the Dark Mountains rises like a pillar, surging like a tide, and a scene like a world disaster appears in front of everyone, making them fearful.

The dark mountains became increasingly dark and horrible, and all the auras showed that the demons were doing big moves.