The Hero Kneels

Worship the Great Master of You Sect!

At this moment, in the shadow world, he directed his subordinates to repair the newly built game field.

In front of him was a floor-to-ceiling mirror that was as tall as one person. In the mirror, the world's evil energy surged, and the black and ink-like evil energy spewed out from an underground abyss, shrouded and piled up in the sky, forming pieces of Thick cloud of evil.

The archmage is looking at the world in the mirror, where the wheel of writing magic is placed.

The wheel of the demon was exuding a faint purple evil light at this time, swallowing the evil clouds and evil energy in the sky, like a person breathing.

The ground will shake from time to time, and it seems that there is a living creature in the ground that is about to get out of the ground.

"The Holy Wheel has begun to operate, and the new game field will be established soon. Within three days, the Six Paths Reincarnation Game Field will be reopened, and the sacrifice of souls will be accepted on it. Then the passage of the ghost world will become the real gate of the ghost world. Everything will be resolved perfectly." The Archmage's voice was faint, revealing pride.

"Nowadays, we have suffered heavy losses, but as long as the game field operates normally, we can..."

The archmage suddenly covered his head and couldn't help but let out a shrill voice: "How could this happen, it's damn!"

He suddenly knocked on the ground with the skull stick in his hand, and suddenly the whole ground trembled.

"Archmage, what happened?"

"Master, what happened?"

Several three-eyed clansmen in black robes stepped forward to ask.

The two of them had rarely seen the dignified and calm archmage so angry.

"Someone destroyed the game field, it must be this sacrifice... This sacrifice really deserves to be killed. Since the last game field was destroyed, I finally found a new game field and a new butcher, perfected the game, and took the lead. It was destroyed by him!"

Saying that, the archmage waved his arm with one hand, and a mirror in front flew over, and a broken picture appeared in the mirror. I saw that the game field inside had collapsed and destroyed, and it became bleak.

"This is impossible!"

The crowd exclaimed.

The game field that the three-eyed clan had worked so hard to build was destroyed like this?

Isn't that the legacy left by the gods?

It's uncertain when we will be able to build another playground this time.

A three-eyed clansman in a black robe in front suddenly shouted: "Archmage, there is a big problem in our haunted house! Someone is destroying the playground of the haunted house."

"what!"

The ancestor of the Three-Eyed Clan, who has survived for thousands of years, is in shock at this moment, and there is endless panic in his one-eyed: "When two game fields in a row are destroyed, why does the game field created by the gods collapse again? What is this, why is this?"

"What kind of power is that?"

"The game field was built by our three-eyed **** himself. Even a **** with the same power would not be able to destroy the game field. Why does a mere human do it repeatedly."

"This is impossible!"

At this moment, the archmage was depressed and wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It is not easy to set up this game field, it takes countless time and energy, and even collecting souls requires a lot of time.

If all of this is destroyed, then turning the passage of the secluded world into the gate of the secluded world will be a long way off.

"Not good, the same problem occurred at the Dead Lake game field on the other side."

There was a man in black looking at the trembling mirror on the other side.

The archmage looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror. From the mirror, he could see the movement in the game field, which was full of thunder and lightning, and it could be seen that the game field was also collapsing and destroyed.

"damn it!"

The Archmage said angrily: "How could he destroy the game field in such a short period of time?"

The Archmage couldn't help but stomped his feet in anger.

"Would you like to take back the magic mirror?"

A three-eyed clansman asked: "At present, the magic mirror is left in the game field, which is actually very dangerous, and we have no more magic mirrors."

"It doesn't matter, I want to see what's going on inside? And the magic mirror itself is invisible."

The archmage came to the mirror and carefully watched the movements in the game field.

He lifted the cloak over his head, revealing a huge, round head. The lower two eyes on this head were completely blind, leaving only an extremely strange evil eye on the forehead.

He looked carefully at what was happening in the mirror.

At this moment, his evil eye switched to another mysterious form, emitting bursts of gray dim light as a whole, and he could clearly see everything around him, as well as the direction of his soul.

After constantly adjusting the angle of the mirror, he finally found a giant full of thunder light. The thunder giant raised his right hand, and his right hand pointed directly at the sky. The evil eye in the sky was shattering at the moment, and the soul was constantly flying towards the thunder giant. right hand.

Soul is being absorbed by the other party?

This is impossible!

The soul is a tribute to the ancient gods!

Only those ancient gods who are high above can enjoy it.

Ordinary people do not know the preciousness of the soul at all, and they cannot see it at all.

How could such a tribute be collected from a mortal?

"Wait a minute, there is something in his hand, let me take a look... What is that thing?" The archmage narrowed his big eyes with dim light and looked at the opponent's right hand carefully.

He saw a ring! It was a dark gold ring on the opponent's index finger.

The ring is in the form of a skeleton. At the moment, it is swallowing the soul in the void with its mouth open, and the speed of swallowing is extremely amazing.

He did not expect that there is something that can devour the soul, that is the ability possessed by the gods.

Is that no ring an artifact?

"An ordinary person rises up in a short period of time and possesses super abilities. I will say that he has a secret. It turns out that his secret is so amazing."

The archmage rounded the one-eyed: "You can't be wrong~www.readwn.com~ It is definitely an artifact, and it is the most powerful kind of artifact, it can absorb souls, and this ring can also be obtained by the owner. A mighty power...if you give me that ring, then everything will change...I can become a **** with it!"

"This Ye Dou must die!"

"I'm not strong enough by myself, so what can I do to find someone to kill the other party?"

"You should go to the leader of Huangquan. At present, the leader of Huangquan is recovering! Only the master of the Yasha clan is invited."

Just as he was planning **** the other party, a big hand full of thunder and lightning suddenly stretched out from the mirror.

"Boom!"

The big hand was squeezed into a fist, and a fist was printed on the chest of the archmage, and then it flew out. The body of the archmage was smashed on the wall, and the powerful force nailed his whole person into the wall.

A stalwart and fierce voice sounded: "By the Great Master of Youjiao, we haven't seen you for a long time!"