Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

The activity area in the alien space is closed, and Qinghu has nowhere to escape. In addition, he has only high-level cultivation, and his soul is cursed by the Black Jue Ting to bind his subordinates. He has no power to resist and was directly captured by the masters around Leng Jue.

"Damn it! Who recommended this guy to be promoted to Blue Clothes!" Leng Jue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Through the space crack, he looked at the Dragon Country Super-level who came from the outside world with preparation.

Just a little bit! Obviously, he was almost there, he was about to succeed, he was about to become the God of Death, and bring great death to this country!

How could an accident happen at such an important moment?

The space crack seems to be only one side apart, but in fact it is not a wise move to force it across. It is not only dangerous, but also the distance in space is difficult to observe with the naked eye. This crack looks like it can be crossed in one step, but in fact it may be ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters, ten thousand meters...

"President, wait..." A Dragon Country Super-level wanted to remind him, but Han Ji was anxious. But Han Ji was eager to save Qinghu and didn't care about anything else.

He rushed into the crack, and his figure instantly disappeared from everyone's sight, and he did not appear in the alien space.

"Give me two minutes, I can stabilize this space crack and build a stable channel." Seeing that he could not persuade Han Ji, the Dragon Country Super-level turned his head and said to the people behind him.

Then he quickly took action. He took out various instruments from the storage bracelet. The light of space magic fell on the alien space crack, and it rotated little by little, and a stable space channel gradually formed.

On the other side, in the alien space, Han Ji's figure suddenly rushed out of the crack. His luck was good. He did not encounter the kind of ridiculous dimensional gap when he broke into it. The winged magic tool flew for a while and arrived.

This alien space is full of evil and strange atmosphere. There is a hundred-meter-high altar at the core. On the altar is a beautiful prism with a strange shape. Evil energy is transmitted to the prism along the lines in the altar.

Not surprisingly, it is the legendary artifact, the dimensional triangle mirror! No one knows what kind of power he will have, and what Leng Jue wants to use him for. But the cardinal had to stop him because he had taken so much trouble.

After a quick glance, Han Ji turned his attention to the bald man. He saw that the green fox under his feet had turned into a piece of charcoal, but there was still a little breath in his perception.

Han Ji was furious and roared: "Beast, accept your death!"

"The snow river is broken!"

The huge star palace was instantly formed. Han Ji pushed with both hands, and the snow river like the raging waves of the Yangtze River gushed out of the star palace. The snow river was majestic, and the air was frozen wherever it passed, making a crackling sound.

The bald man's face changed drastically, and he felt the threat of this powerful force. It turned out to be a magic of the third level of super-class plus transcendental power and magic weapon amplification. He couldn't resist this attack.

All kinds of defensive means were called out, but in the end they were all dispersed and shattered. The whole person was directly submerged in the avalanche river and turned into pieces of ice and snow.

The bald strong man is the only super-class under Leng Jue. His name is Qiao Que, and he specializes in thunder.

However, even though he is Leng Jue's capable general, he is just a small Rami of a single super-class, and he can't withstand a move from Han Ji, who has fully cultivated a super-class.

Ignoring the shocked expressions of Leng Jue's subordinates, Han Ji quickly found the charred body of the green fox. In his perception, this person still has a little vitality, his heart is still beating slightly, and his soul has not left his body.

"Holy healing! Resurrection treasure cabin!"

A huge milky white star palace was constructed above Han Ji's head, and then turned into a dazzling crystal coffin that completely wrapped the charred body of the green fox.

Han Ji's second cultivation is the healing system, which is a super-class third-level healing magic. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you are in the crystal coffin, your life will be guaranteed to be saved.

You can see that in the crystal coffin, the charred body of the green fox is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally charred skin gradually has vitality, and the wounds are beginning to heal.

At this time, the people outside finally stabilized the space channel, and Mo Fan and others rushed in directly. After entering the alien space, the nine super-class mages started bombarding wildly, and various elemental magics bombarded the people of Hei Jue Ting so that they could not raise their heads at all.

Ten super-class mages cast spells at the same time, and the firepower was not ordinary. Mo Fan could only barely keep up with the output by continuously releasing the Sky Flame Funeral with the fire system. After all, he only had the super-class summoning system, and the other systems were only high-level.

In less than two minutes, all the blue-clothed generals under Leng Jue, including two super-class capable generals, died, and there was no one standing in Hei Jue Ting.

"Damn, it's too fierce. Among this pile of minced meat, which one is Leng Jue?" Karuk asked, picking his nose.

The demon man frowned, feeling that things were a little too smooth.

Mo Fan, who was standing by, had the same feeling. It was said that Leng Jue was a young man with purple eyes. If he was going to hold such a sinful ritual, he would not deliberately hide his appearance in front of his subordinates.

But from beginning to end, Mo Fan did not find a person who fits the image of a purple-eyed young man.

"Is there something missing on that altar?" asked Bin Wei, the general of Zhenbei Pass.

All of a sudden, everyone's attention was focused on the altar. On the extremely evil altar, the originally gorgeous and exquisite dimensional triangle mirror had disappeared, and only a torn scroll fell on it.

"Damn it, Leng Jue ran away with the space scroll!" The demon man cursed after reacting.

"This cunning guy!" Karuk angrily hammered the altar stone platform. If this mission is completed, it will be a great achievement. Not only will there be a reward of magic resources, but the reputation of capturing Leng Jue will be extremely precious.

"Is there anyone who is proficient in Chaos? Can trace space?" Han Ji asked with a sullen face. This time he failed to do his duty. If it weren't for the priority of treating Qing Hu, he would not have let Leng Jue go with his strength.

Everyone looked at each other and finally shook their heads. Chaos is already scarce, and it is required to be proficient. How is it possible.

[Let me do it. ] At this time, Chen Xian's voice came from the contract space.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up. Brother Xian took action, and there was nothing he couldn't handle.

"There is a way!" Mo Fan said, and stood directly on the altar. Everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and they were very curious about what he could do.

Void channel!

Chen Xian reached into the real world with one claw, directly and accurately poking the space channel that Leng Jue used to escape. The purple energy turbine attached to the huge claw tip kept spinning. As the purple energy turbine rotated, the surrounding space was rippling.

The next moment, a purple abyss-like space channel suddenly opened, directly connecting to the space path that Leng Jue used to escape.

When everyone saw this scene, they all showed surprise on their faces.

"Found it! We can catch up with Leng Jue by following this space channel!"

Han Ji immediately ordered: "Chase immediately!"