Wizards Can Collect

The top of the battlefield.

　　 After the clash that shook the world temporarily stopped, a strange calm state appeared on the top of Zhanjiang.

　　 At this time, the entire Zhanjiang is divided into three, one is quiet cyan, one is scarlet, and the other is frost blue. The quiet cyan is more majestic and broad, which is about half wider than any other color range.

　　 The three-color clouds and colors are constantly squeezing and tossing, as if there are only these three colors left in the world.

　　 In the three distinct areas, each stands a terrifying demon **** who is immeasurably tall.

　　 There is a wise old wizard with a secluded green robe. A black witch tower and a white code are floating beside him. The light and dark all around are uncertain. At first glance, there is the power of devouring souls. This is the strongest of the wizarding world, the lord of Aomori.

　　 Another person is dressed in frost blue armor, holding a sacred scepter that rules the ocean, as cold as the king of the gods, this is the master of the ocean.

　　 The last person looked like a tyrannical lord, with an iron-blooded battle flag flying on his side and a tomahawk weeping blood. He was obviously the lord of the war.

　　 The three people are in the center of the area. In front of them, everything else looks eclipsed, and even the nearby wizarding plane is robbed of the glory by the spirit of the gods and demons bursting out by the three.

　　 "What a tyrannical ancestor!"

　　 In the ruins far away from the wizarding plane, some people saw this scene and couldn't help shouting in shock. Looking at the boundless power, no one would feel their own insignificance.

　　 The ancestor body is transformed by the power of the seventh-order strong person, and is also called the ‘those king’s body’. This is the existence that transcends space and dominates the law, and is also a sign of the strongest person in all realms.

　　 For this level of war, they only dared to watch from a distance, and did not dare to see too thoroughly.

　　At this time, the battlefield was regenerating and changing, and a group of people who were watching from a distance could not help holding their breath, letting the silent ruins drown themselves without moving.

　　 "Dare you two, dare to fight again?" The Lord of Aomori shouted.

　　 As he shouted and shouted, the surrounding light and fog violently churned up, seeming to respond to his words.

　　 "Will I be afraid of you, old guy, don't think we don't know that you suffered an unrecoverable trauma 100,000 years ago, but now you are just lingering." The Ocean Master shouted coldly.

　　 "Aomori, you have lived for a hundred thousand years, and the times can no longer accommodate you, and your wizarding world, why bother----" the Lord of War echoed.

　　 With the voices of the two of them, the surrounding visions are colorful, as if what they said was the truest mantra in the world.

"Hahaha, isn't this wizard still alive? It's ridiculous to think about it. Your faith community comes to test every thousands of years ago, and says the same thing every time. If you are really capable, you might as well confront my wizarding community directly. Do you dare to swallow my wizarding world with your faith world?

　　 You dare not, just relying on the gods of your faith world, even if my wizarding world has fallen to the bottom, you still dare not. "Lord Aomori's old face is full of wisdom and determination, staring at them coldly.

　　 "Don't dare, it's really unnecessary. Sooner or later you will fall in the catastrophe of the ancestors, and it will be easy to win the wizarding world." The Ocean Master said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, you should know, someone specially found an opponent for the wizarding world, how would you respond? I am curious, once you leave the wizarding world, your old and dying appearance will be exposed to everyone's eyes. Who will be polite, do you dare to leave?" The Lord of War confided a message.

　　 "Yes, it's really pitiful to say, it's been a hundred thousand years, you are still the only one who is struggling to support you in the wizarding world, and your younger generations are really unbelievable." The master of the ocean continued, his words were fierce.

　　Many people know that the lord of Aomori is a very cruel existence in terms of the prestige of the worlds.

I think that in the war of crusade in the wizarding world, although the opponent took advantage of the many conveniences of the wizarding world, he once opposed nine and killed four of them. A record that has made countless people fearful.

　　 It is a pity, but now he has become an old man who dares not to leave the wizarding world a step away from the wounds, making countless people sigh.

　　 Despite this, this old guy won't die for a day, and without showing his dying state, no one would dare to easily break into the wizarding world. After all, no supreme dared to say that he could escape the old guy's desperate counterattack.

"So what, if you annoy this wizard, this wizard will bring the wizard world directly to your faith world area, and then sink together and turn this world upside down, hahaha----" The Lord of Aomori laughed wildly. Tao.

　　 No one dares to suspect that this is a lie. It is possible for a dying Xeon to do any crazy actions, let alone the Lord of Aomori.

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, let's fight again, I don't believe how much energy you old fellow has." The war lord's face was slightly dark.

As the voice fell, the world changed its color instantly, and the nearby space became blurred. In the eyes of the people in the market, they saw the changes of light and dark, as well as the confrontation of majestic forces, like several large planes. In direct brutal collision.

　　 For a long time, the top of the battlefield showed a shocking glance, but saw that the Lord of the war was tightly entangled by a black shadow, and the Witch Tower had already enveloped him, and was rolling down a little bit.

　　 "Open!"

　　 The scarlet blood battle flag floated over the Lord of the War. With a shout of anger, the battle flag danced frantically, like a golden iron shield, trying to overthrow the suppression of the Witch Tower, but the Black Witch Tower was more arrogant than expected.

　　As another teammate, the Lord of the Ocean was blocked by the Lord of Aomori on the other side, and it was difficult for him to go to the rescue for a while. He was frightened and angry.

　　 "The Supreme Slaughter is here~www.wuxiaspot.com~Who dares to be presumptuous!"

　　 When the lord of the war was unable to hold on to himself, another figure broke into the battlefield, also the lofty ancestor body, and attacked and killed thousands of miles toward the battlefield in an instant.

　　 "There is another hindrance, let's bypass you today." The Lord of Aomori didn't seem surprised by this. At this time, four black shadows appeared behind him.

He said it was forgiving his life. The Lord of Aomori did not stop there. After a fierce battle with one enemy and three, the Slaughter Supreme opened the Black Witch Tower a little distance with violent power, and the Master of the Sea took the opportunity to blacken the black tower. Shadow Strike Fei, this will rescue the trapped Lord of War.

　　 "Asshole, let's look at the book----"

　　 "Don't be entangled, it's not the right time! Withdraw!"

　　 almost became a ghost under the tower. Under such humiliation, the lord of the war was furious, and the other two supreme hurriedly stopped him. The three of them moved away for a certain distance. After looking back, they finally left Zhanjiang in a hurry.

　　 The Lord of Aomori did not pursue. He stood there with a cold expression. It took him a while to see him wave his hand, making the top of Zhanjiang become chaotic.

　　 In a dark place in the wizarding world, the phantom behind the Lord of Aomori returned to the original place, or in other words, except for one of the black figures who participated in the battle, the other phantoms were in the same place.

　　 There are a total of four phantoms, the figure is as majestic as the ancestor, the figure on the far right is the black figure returning from the battle, which will slowly escape, as if being erased by something.

　　 The gaze of the Lord of Aomori passed through countless barriers, and fell on the illusory shadow that was dissipating, and a trace of regret flashed in his wise gaze.