Wizarding Immortal

“You want to cure the unstable Bloodline with a pure blood Moon Elf.”

In the palace, Adier looked forward to Yale and said it.

A pure Moon Elf, no less precious anywhere.

This means not only a great witch who will achieve at least four stages in the future, but more than the potential of descendants.

A pure Moon Elf witch, who would certainly have developed a large family without accident, would have many descendants of Moon Elf Bloodline.

This is self-evident for a force.

Any force that receives a pure blood from Moon Elf must be careful to protect it as if it were to be as protected as a baby and not to harm it a little bit.

And now that Yale is good, he wants to sacrifice a pure blood, just to heal his own Bloodline.

And if it were known to others, it would surely be a curse on his heart and a curse on his family.

Even if it were to be the blood of the sun, it would be the same.

After all, Adier, although it was just Moon Elf’s pure blood, had grown to four stages of Peak before, and there would be equally hope to move to five, with no different potential than Yar.

Moreover, he was itself a pharmacist master who, in terms of value in that regard, was rarely able to compare to him even the whole Higher Domain.

“What about Moon Elf’s pure blood?”

Look at Adyer, Yalcoldly smiled.

“This world, finally powerhouse says.”

“Dyer, I admit that you have the potential to reach the end of the fourth phase at this moment, and it’s possible to move to five or even six.”

“But then what?”

His complexion grave and stern, looking at Adier in front of his eyes, a face full of cold smiles: “The unprecedented changes are coming, the collision between the witch World and the natural world is about to begin, and what can the five sorcerers and the six-class witches do in this context that affects two Greater World?”

“Only the real peak, the 7th grade witch in the highest field, can lead the elf community out of its own way in this situation!”

“So you think you can promote 7th grade?” Adier can’t stop talking, all over his face is cold.

“Why not?”

Yar said, “As long as you are removed and your origins stabilize my own Bloodline, I can certainly be recognized by the sword of the Treasure, inheritance and Strength left behind by the son of the original greatness, and the future promotion of the 7th grade witch is not hopeless.”

“I am the king of the elf family, and as long as I can inherit the sword of the Treasure, the legacy of the grey mother of the past will surely be inherited by me, and the promotion of 7th grade is just a matter of time that’s all!”

He said with a smile, a handsome face full of self-confidence.

Adier risked not laughing.

Others may not be clear, but he is well aware that the words in Yale’s mouth are largely impossible to achieve.

Without Bloodline Secret Art, how much did Yale’s own Bloodline grow after he swallowed Adier’s Bloodline?

It was only the legacy of the heir mother, and most of that was impossible for him to do.

When the witch World War failed, the curse of heaven spread along the Bloodline of the Emerald Mother, and eventually spread to the entire elf family.

At this juncture, it was the son of the original tyranny who personally cut the line between the elf and the Emerald Mother Bloodline, so that the curse of the natural disaster did not continue to spread, thus preserving the entire elf community.

After that, while still known as the descendants of the mother of the monkey, the EF has in fact not had much contact with the mother of the monkey.

Let’s not say how much remains to be left of the mother’s meteor of the year, even if the mother of the Trek really has something left behind, and that’s Adier, the successor of Righteous Sect, who will inherit, how can he be less than Yale?

After all, relative to Yar, the elf, which had already broken the Bloodline with her mother, Adier, who had a curse, inherited the true son of elf Bloodline, which should be the true heir of the tyrant’s mother.

“Let’s not say if these ideas can be fulfilled…”

At the end, Adier laughed and said, “Just now, just now, you can’t eat me?”

Not to mention that Adier has been Level 6 long ago, and even if he was in the past, he had been able to defeat Yar once as he was still a four-class witch.

It was only centuries away from the beginning, and he really couldn’t understand where Yale came from, and he could take his Bloodline origins.

“Do you really think that the war was all my power?”

In front, Yal expressionless, looking forward to Adier’s cold opening.

“Isn’t that right?”

Adier’s got a cold smile on his face.

If it were others, that would not preclude the possibility of deliberate concealment of their own strength.

However, it is unlikely that the emotion is extremely unstable in Yal for the arrogance of the present personality and the influence of the Bloodline disease.

Had the real power been able to cope with Adier, Yale had used it earlier in the war, and why wait until now.

You know, when that war started, Adier defeated Yale in front of many witches in the jazz tower, and struck him severely.

If there was a real hidden power, there was no reason why that war was not used.

“If it were outside, I would have taken you with no means.”

In the front, expressionless on Yar’s face, with some murderous aura: “But not necessarily here.”

“en?”

Hear here, Adier’s feeling a little wrong.

Next moment, he hasn’t been waiting for his reaction, and a black shadow is coming quickly from around.

The strengths of the vast area come together at a moment with the gravity of the surroundings, and are crushed by the instant pressure of a sophisticated and vast Wizard Array, surrounded by Adier.

Origin, in a moment, a chain of chains spreads out of Adier’s body, stretching around his body, locked up here in a moment.

A thick pressure comes from all around, as if a small world pressures on its body, and it’s quite heavy.

If it’s really a four-class witch, don’t say at this moment that it’s a fight, I’m afraid even fingers can’t move.

Origin, Adier’s face is calm, turn around looking towards the side.

There, a black shadow has emerged.

That was a very vague shadow, which seemed to be human, similar to that of the elf, but very high enough to have three metres tall, with a strange and deep breath, which made Adier somewhat familiar.

“This familiar and disgusting breath…”

Origin, looking at the dark shadow in front of your eyes, Adier wrinkles: “Heaven?”

At first, a long time ago, Adier had seen a landlord who had been transformed by the Bloodline witch.

对方的身上就充满着一股诡异而深邃的天灾之力。

It’s almost the same as that weird Strength on the front black shadow.

“Can you recognize this as a natural disaster?”

Listen, Adier, that black shadow is a bit different, and don’t expect Adier to see it, “Seems you’ve seen me before?”

Adier didn’t respond to that, but he just turned around with silence and looked forward to the distance of Yal: “Collaboration with the Lord of the Disasters, do you know what you’re doing?”

He was complexion grave and stern, looking forward to the cold opening of the mouth and said in Yale.

“Of course I know what I’m doing…”

Yar’s face is cold, down the front altar, in front of Adier.

“But you don’t have to take care of this.”

“With that source on you, be integrated with me.”

A golden long sword broke out in the instant, headed towards Adier’s chest.

“It’s over.”

Looking at this scene in front of you, Yar’s face showed a bloodthirsty smile, as if he saw the next scene.

But next minute, he’s stuck.

Aside from Adier’s several meters, Yar was in the plain place, looking at his chest.

Just there, a black sharp claw is passing through there and grabbing a golden heart directly.

“你……你……”

He barely turned around and looked at the shadow next to him, and he wrote with surprise and darkness.

“You want to ask why I can walk from the seal above and why I can do it to you, right?”

In front of the eyes, there was some change in the shadow face, squeezing out a face, which seemed to be smiling: “These are still thanks to you.”

“How can I walk so smoothly from the altar if it wasn’t the elf’s blood that you contributed?”

“When you were about to break, I saved you,” Yale’s body was stalled, looking at the dark shadow in front of his eyes and making a sound with a last little Strength.

“Yeah, when I was about to break, the last thing Strength would be tortured, you saved me.”

The smile on the black face is even more obvious.

“But since you’ve helped me so much, why don’t you help me again?”

“Give me this pure body of the sun, and let me get rid of this place, and get out of this fucking Dusty Secret Realm!”

Rip it!

A clear voice spreads on the ground.

Next moment, Yal completely lost consciousness.

The shadow wrapped his whole body, then directly integrated into his body.

In Adier’s sensation, Yala’s breath is changing.

Until after a moment.

When Yala looked open again, his breath had changed completely.

The Bloodline breath of the son of the sun has not changed, but many of the deeper things have changed, which contain traces of the strength of some natural disasters, but still felt by Adier, despite concealment.

“The breath of freedom”

The Lord of the heavens and the earth slowed the eyes open and felt the body that he once again possessed and opened his arms, as if he was hugging his imminent freedom and showing the colour of drunken face.