Figure Wang Zhongwang

Chapter 223 The collision of two broadswords

Hu Xiaoluo felt that this "Holy Lord" was very suitable to his taste.

Young, passionate and provocative.

Hu Xiaoluo quietly floated on the carved stone pillars on the roof of the auditorium. He was dressed in a black robe, and no one could find him.

"Now that the existence of a Two-dimensional world has been proved, our goal is to find that world as soon as possible.

There, there are countless magic stones for you to improve to the level you want to achieve!
There is a paradise of magic!"

Henry Dracula raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

Perhaps, his voice was magic, and there was a thunderous response from below.

These magic disciples blushed with excitement, raised their arms and shouted:
"Holy Lord is wise!"

"Holy Lord is wise!"

……

After finally calming down, Henry Dracula stretched out his arms and said:

"Our great Lord Demon God left a legacy, let me retreat in the Oregon Grant whirlpool, and got the source of life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red gem appeared between his hands, floating in the air, with a layer of vitality billowing on the surface, emitting a dazzling light, lighting up the entire auditorium red!
"Ah! The source of life, that is one of the three magic holy artifacts!"

More than 1000 disciples of the Magic Academy, under the brilliance of the red gem, were so excited that they knelt down involuntarily.

Even Gregory, the dean of the Academy of Magic, and the four elders knelt down on one knee while they were stunned, and silently recited incantations such as "Thank you Lord Demon God for giving me strength".

The three magic sacred artifacts are the sickle of attack, the shield of protection, and the source of life.

The holy artifacts are divided into three attributes and five levels.

The five quality levels are green, blue, purple, orange, and red from low to high in terms of color.

The red gem between Henry Dracula's hands is obviously the highest-grade source of life!
The source of life, giving people vitality, has infinite power and wisdom.

Dean Gregory was still puzzled when he first met Henry Dracula.

When did he get so young?

Dean Gregory remembered that when Henry Dracula left the academy, he was a nearly [-]-year-old great magician.

Doubts are now cleared.

Without a doubt, it was the source of life that rejuvenated Henry Dracula!
Faced with such a Pokémon gemstone, the source of life, can Dean Gregory not kneel down and worship?

He is nearly three hundred years old.

He wanted to go one step further and become a holy magician, so that he would have a lifespan of at least 500 years.

Or, use the source of life to rejuvenate yourself like Henry Dracula!

"Our great Lord Demon God bestowed upon me strength, and now I will transfer this power to you, so that your pious pursuit of Tao will be rewarded!"

Henry Dracula announced loudly that he was a great and generous decision, and made the disciples below extremely excited. With tears in their eyes, they stretched out their hands.

They are so excited that they can't speak now, and they are all waiting for the great and selfless Holy Master to ascend the throne and give everyone some benefits.

This is an incredible opportunity!
strength,

life,

Who doesn't want it!
However, at this critical moment, Hu Xiaoluo made a move.

Sneak attack?
Not Hu Xiaoluo's style.

Hu Xiaoluo, who pursues overbearing, naturally wants to appear "upright" and "upright".

Although, he has been lurking for so long.

"Hahaha! Such a grand event, how could there not be a monk from outside the Magic Academy to watch the ceremony and congratulate the Holy Master on his enthronement?"

Hu Xiaoluo appeared, floating on the ceiling of the auditorium, three meters above Henry Dracula's head.

The sound was like rolling thunder, "rumbling" exploding around the auditorium.

Those excited and mesmerized students of the Magic Academy were shocked until their eardrums were perforated and their seven orifices were bleeding.

"Hurrah!"

Just like harvesting rice, these more than 1000 disciples fell to the ground and passed out.

"Monks from the East!"

When Smith Saifu saw Hu Xiaoluo dressed in black, he thought of Li Zi.

No! Much more powerful than Xiao Lizi!
His heart was full of bitterness.

Even if he was promoted to a great magician, under the opponent's sonic attack, his heart was shaken, and a bloody smell rose in his throat.

He is no match for him at all!
Ancient and mysterious oriental monks, why does my shoulder blade hurt unbearably when I see you?

Hu Xiaoluo is not Xiaoli, otherwise he would have thrown a knife to greet Smith Saifu when he saw him.

Hu Xiaoluo felt that what he was going to do next, he didn’t like to be seen by these magic disciples, lest they doubt their life.

Or they don't like this group of magic disciples who are always excited, and think they are noisy.

Henry Dracula quickly put away the source of life, stared at Hu Xiaoluo and asked:

"Who are you?

What are you here for?"

This question, like the three-stage ultimate proposition of "Who am I?" made Hu Xiaoluo fall into deep thought.

"who I am?
I do not know either.

I come from the ancient East,

Coming here is to let you do a multiple-choice question:
or surrender,
or die. "

Hu Xiaoluo's voice seemed to come from torture deep in his soul.

It wasn't me who was tortured, but of course these great magicians, elders, and Dean Gregory, who were so excited just now and now have chills down their spines.

They were first shaken by Hu Xiaoluo's voice, and now, their souls were taken away by Hu Xiaoluo's poetic voice, which was like dreaming.

No, he's not a bard from the East, he's - the devil!
When these great magicians saw Hu Xiaoluo, it was like seeing a real devil, and they felt a sense of terror from the bottom of their hearts.

Although, these people are all "magic" mages.

A ghost is a ghost, and a demon is a demon, these are two different concepts.

When these two words are combined together to form a phrase, the meaning must be richer.

"It's just you?!"

Henry Dracula raised his head and shouted angrily!
The unexpected visitor interrupted his coronation ceremony, much to his annoyance.

Although it seems that this oriental monk is very powerful, he is not strong enough to make him surrender!
"Add my Starlight Flowing Moon Knife!"

A black four-meter-long broadsword appeared in Hu Xiaoluo's right hand.

"Buzz!"

There seemed to be a "humming" sound from the rotation of the planet, coming from the dull black sword, the blade suddenly flashed a blue light from bottom to top, and then shrouded it.

"Look at the knife!"

Hu Xiaoluo also reminded, it is fair and aboveboard!
This knife is like a planet falling down, who can resist it?
"Great Lord Demon God, grant me strength!"

Henry Dracula let out a roar, and a flaming sword appeared between his hands, and he swung it upwards.

"Boom!"

When the two knives intersected, it was as if two missiles collided together in the sea, immediately setting off rain and waves!
That is the air wave formed by the explosion of Gang Qi.

"Quick! Protect the academy from being destroyed! Protect this building from collapse!"

Dean Gregory quickly shouted loudly, and formed a human wall with the four elders, desperately absorbing and blocking this wave of tyrannical energy.

"You want to fight, go outside and fight!"

Gregory's heart was bleeding.

But he didn't have the strength to shout.

The centuries-old inheritance of the Magic Academy cannot be destroyed in your own hands!

(End of this chapter)