battlefield.
The thick dark clouds were already very low. Magicians fell to the ground one after another because they had exhausted their magic power. The pressure was rising step by step. The upper limit of the world's balance had completely exceeded the senior level.
Before Daolong and his father could react, buzz~
There was a huge earthquake in the surrounding space, and the dark clouds in the sky instantly extinguished all the flames, engulfing all the souls in the field, spinning crazily, and slowly forming a black, somewhat tattered robe.
Then a pair of scarlet eyes appeared above the robe, looking down at all living beings indifferently.
Daolong paused, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Lich?"
Lich is a kind of undead transformation of the caster. After all, even the legendary human race is not immortal. Although it has a long lifespan, if it cannot go further, it will eventually come to an end.
Lich is the last choice for these powerful people. As long as they become undead, they can instantly gain eternal life and immortal body.
The only restriction is that they can only use undead magic, so lichs are also extremely special existences among the undead, because they are at least magisters, and they are considered a very powerful race.
"Ghosts and ghosts, leave quickly... Monsters and ghosts, leave quickly..." Dad's eyes changed drastically, and the dried puffer fish in his hand turned into a dried lizard. He began to mutter words, and a sacred aura gradually became apparent.
Liches belong to the undead tribe, and what can best restrain them is the sacred power of angels and gods.
Daolong glanced at his father. This old guy is really brave. The thing in front of him is the least legendary. Although the limitations of the world and the weakness of the newly recovered body make it not that strong, you are serious about preparing sacred magic directly in front of others. Of?
Sure enough, the originally indifferent gaze in the sky suddenly flashed with a trace of disgust, the endless darkness quickly compressed, and in the black tattered robe, a withered figure slowly solidified.
The moonlight fell, and a bone staff appeared out of thin air in front of the Lich. The Lich's wrinkled hand stretched out and held the staff.
The next moment, a terrifying giant black hand burst out of the ground, grabbing at Dad with corruption and curse.
"The monsters and ghosts leave quickly..."
Dad's spell suddenly became urgent, and the pure white holy light illuminated everything, making a hissing sound as it collided with the giant black hand.
It’s just that Dad is never more than a veteran. The next moment, the giant hand breaks through the sacred restrictions and approaches in an instant.
boom!
Dad only had time to cover himself with the magic power in his body before he was knocked down by a giant hand and slammed into the ground. His life and death were unknown.
Daolong clicked his tongue, a little gloating, what is seeking death? That's it.
Before he could laugh out loud, the giant hand was raised and swatted at Daolon like a fly, completely ignoring these two top mages.
Daolong's eyes were solemn, and he didn't let go of his magic. The rabbit-ox double talisman burst out with divine power. He instantly appeared in front of the lich, raised his hand and punched out.
The Lich was stunned. Are hand-to-hand combat popular among wizards nowadays?
Without thinking much, the bone staff flashed slightly and the black shield was activated instantly.
boom!
A violent collision sounded, the shield cracked, and the powerful force knocked back the Lich and Daolong.
A trace of surprise and solemnity flashed across the Lich's withered face, and a hoarse voice sounded: "The power of the city of God? How could it be?"
Daolong was also a little surprised. Why is the Ox Talisman so useless now? Can't even break a shield?
At the moment when the two of them were stunned, the righteousness between heaven and earth also began to revel. A sacred and terrifying power revived in a very remote place. The door to the world's extraordinary restrictions was completely opened, and the energy level was raised to a higher level.
"God? Damn God!"
The lich suddenly became extremely irritable at this moment, and the moonlight in the sky was blocked again at this moment. Its scarlet eyes looked at a place in England.
It felt the fatal divinity, which made it feel extremely familiar and...fearful.
It seems to have seen the golden glory at the end of its life.
"It's impossible to resuscitate you!"
The Lich White Bone Staff waved, and endless darkness fell instantly. A huge white bone dragon emerged from the darkness of the sky inciting its ancient wings that covered the sky.
A black dragon's breath attacked Daolong instantly, making people look down at everything with shuddering pressure.
The sword dragon has a solemn look on its face, is it an archmage-level summon?
The Rabbit Talisman exploded with divine power. He instantly dodged the dragon's breath and came to the sky above the bone dragon to punch him.
boom!
The skull of the giant white-bone dragon exploded, and the dragon's breath that followed him turned into light and hit the ground heavily. The huge roar and terrifying pressure caused the earth to crack.
Daolong held two talismans, turned around, and was stunned. The lich... disappeared.
Under the moonlight, except for the magicians who fell to the ground due to exhaustion of power, there was no other extraordinary existence.
"Ahem~ We can't let it go, otherwise the seals around the world will be broken sooner or later, and the end may really come."
There was a light cough, and the father stood up from a deep pit in a somewhat embarrassed manner. He sensed it, his body floated up, and he pursued him without hesitation.
Daolong frowned, looked at his father's back and thought for a moment, and then said decisively: "Gan, Wen, Cui, Shan, kill all the people here, and then come over to help."
After saying that, purple smoke flashed and he disappeared instantly.
Ganwen Cuishan looked at each other, and the rich blue fire burned the sky again.
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Luo Qing endured the increasingly stronger sacred power and delivered Xiaoyu to Chen Long with difficulty, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
There are too many things in Xiaoyu, and it seems that every fatal crisis can find the corresponding power. This is the case with the Holy Lord, and it is the same now.
He raised his head and looked at the sacred power in the distance, a trace of depression flashed in his eyes, was it... Quetzalcoatl?
"Father..."
The whispering in sleep continued, and a ray of golden light appeared on Xiaoyu's body, illuminating the surrounding night into a bright light.
Luo Qing frowned again. The divine power was similar to faith, which made Luo Qing feel very uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by something at all times.
"Uncle Long, take Xiaoyu and hide while I go see what's going on inside the city." Luo Qing said and walked decisively away.
Before he could get far, the sky suddenly darkened. Luo Qing froze and looked up. A terrifying figure about two meters tall, wearing a tattered black robe and holding a bone staff, appeared with only skin and bones on his body.
This was a high-level undead, which gave Luo Qing a great sense of oppression. Without thinking, he decisively broke the disguise of magic, and an arm like a work of art appeared, exuding a faint pink energy.
The Lich turned its head, its scarlet eyes fixed on Luo Qing. It looked at the arm and whispered hoarsely, "Evil spirit, do you want to help the gods?"
Luo Qing glanced at Chen Long, who was quickly moving away, and a strange voice came from Luo Qing's mouth: "No one can touch her, at least... not now."
"The king's stump...is this your trump card? Unfortunately...you are too weak."
After the Lich's hoarse words fell, a beam of black light shot towards Xiaoyu without any hesitation, intending to kill the unrealized god in the cradle.
But the next moment, the sky and the earth were clear, and a dazzling sun suddenly lit up in front of them. A tall green figure spread its wings to protect the two of them.
Endless golden light and darkness melted into each other, and a terrifying confrontation broke out in this suburb.
The green figure looked at the sleeping girl with orange, divine eyes, and murmured under Chen Long's surprised expression: "I found you, my princess!"
