Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

The light was like a burning scorching sun, exuding chilling heat and endless aura of destruction. Everywhere he went, the space was burned and severely distorted, as if it was about to be torn apart by this violent force.

Before they even touched the grandparents and others, the destructive high temperature caused their clothes, hair, and skin to burn on their own, and the burning pain instantly spread throughout their bodies, making it unbearable.

And this is just a precursor to the destruction of the Red Lotus Pulse. As the Red Lotus Pulse quickly approaches, the powerful energy pressure seems to crush everything around it. The eyes of the grandparents widened in horror, their faces distorted by extreme pain and fear.

"Get away!" Grandpa shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice full of panic and despair.

Everyone was panicked, with fear written on their faces, and they ran away. But the speed of the red lotus pulse was too fast, and it instantly devoured many people who had no time to escape.

For a time, miserable screams could be heard one after another. The person shrouded in light didn't even have time to send out his last cry, and was instantly reduced to ashes by the high temperature, leaving not even a trace. The whole scene was horrific, like purgatory on earth, filled with the atmosphere of death and despair.

In the billowing smoke and dust, the land of Xiayu Island was burnt black, and the original vibrant scene was gone.

The once lush and green trees were now reduced to charred branches, the lush flowers and plants were reduced to ashes, and the fertile land was cracked with deep holes, as if to tell the horror of this disaster.

Chen Xian's red lotus pulse was like a drop of ink dropped by the gods. The world was dyed red and black wherever it passed. The air was filled with a burnt smell, which was the breath of destruction. The entire Xiayu Island fell into a dead silence, like Apocalyptic vision.

Under this terrifying attack, most of the grandparents were instantly wiped out, and they didn't even have time to scream. Their figures disappeared without a trace in the red lotus pulse light, as if they had never existed in this world.

Only the eldest grandpa and the eldest grandma were closely guarding each other. A shining barrier protected them and withstood Chen Xian's attack. Even if the rest of them handed over a life-saving trump card, they could only be killed by Chen Xian with one move. thing.

The barrier flickered under the impact of the red lotus pulse, and the light became stronger and weaker, as if it would break at any time. Grandpa and Po closed their eyes tightly, their faces full of fear and despair. They knew that this fragile barrier might only be able to withstand it for a while, and Chen Xian's next attack might come at any time.

When the power of the red lotus pulse finally gradually dissipated, the surroundings fell into deathly silence. Grandpa and Grandma slowly opened their eyes, looking at the ruins in front of them and the disappeared companions. Their eyes were blurred by tears, and despair was like a sharp knife, deeply piercing their hearts.

Grandpa Gong's lips trembled and his voice was hoarse and sad: "This... what evil has been done! The good Xiayu was ruined like this. Everyone... is gone, the holy spring is gone, everything is gone ." His body was shaky, as if he had lost the strength to support himself.

The old lady collapsed on the ground, beating the ground with both hands feebly, crying: "Why! Why! Why do you do this to us!" Her eyes were empty and lifeless, filled with the sluggishness of despair.

"There is nothing..." Grandpa looked up at Chen Xian and kept mumbling to himself, as if he had received a huge mental blow.

Suddenly, the old woman raised her head, and a trace of determination suddenly flashed in her eyes: "Old man, we will fight him. Even if we die, we will make that demon lose its skin!"

The grandpa gave a bitter smile: "Fight? Why fight? We are like ants in front of him."

"We still have Haidong Qingshen! Let's just release Haidong Qingshen and let him fight with this devil! The worst he can do is die!" Grandma glared at Grandpa Gong with a shrill voice.

There was a trace of doubt in Grandpa Gong's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by determination: "Then give it a try, there is no way out anyway."

Then the two took out a strange-colored gemstone and performed some kind of secret technique. They muttered words, and the ancient and mysterious spells echoed over the ruins.

At the same time, on an affiliated island outside Xiayu Island, an extremely large black sea god raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry.

Its head and tail are as white as snow, shining with a strange light in the sunlight.

What's surprising is not how majestic and mighty its shape is, but the fact that there are many silver chains hanging on its body that are constantly flashing with lightning!

These silver chains seem to have absorbed the thunder element between heaven and earth. You can see that when a ray of light passes by, it will produce a violent bolt of lightning, which will hit the surrounding rocks. Those who have been tempered by the ferocious waves at the seaside for countless years The solid rock suddenly turned into powder! !

The silver chain and the bright and dazzling silver light make the Haidong Qingshen even more sacred and majestic. The aura of the king can even make people feel humble and fearful as they prostrate themselves on the ground.

At this moment, the spells of Grandpa Gong and Grandma Po became more and more urgent, and their power continued to gather. The silver chain on Haidong Qingshen began to tremble violently, shining with light and making a crackling sound.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the silver chain broke, turning into countless fragments and dispersing in the air. Haidong Qingshen finally got rid of its shackles. It looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound shook the world.

The freed Haidongqing God spread his huge wings, and the power of thunder and lightning on his body became stronger and stronger, and the lightning intertwined into a dazzling light curtain. His majestic eyes revealed endless anger, as if he wanted to destroy all the injustices he had suffered before.

Haidongqing God flapped his huge wings and flew to Xiayu with the power of wind and thunder. His target was the people of Xiayu. In order to escape guilt and seek benefits, the ancestors of Xiayu blamed a large-scale thunder disaster on him, and thus summoned countless humans to set traps for him, and finally captured him and imprisoned him on the outer island of Xiayu for many years.

His eyes burned with raging anger, and every cry seemed to tell of years of injustice and pain. At this time, people in Xiayu felt this terrible and terrifying murderous intent, and they were terrified and fled everywhere to seek shelter.

Chen Xian saw the giant bird totem soaring ten thousand meters in the sky, and the terrifying murderous intent from the super monarch-level creature at a glance. There was no thought of indulging him, and the terrifying pressure that was no less than that of his appearance was released indiscriminately, which was far more suffocating than the oppression brought by his appearance.

The two top-level monarch-level spiritual spirits collided with each other, stirring up energy ripples visible to the naked eye in the air. It was like the encounter of two stars, every inch of Xiayu Island was shaking, and cracks appeared in the clouds in the sky, as if it was a precursor to the collapse of the world.