Following these two laughs, three uninvited guests appeared in the space where Welling and Grigory were standing.
An old man with messy long hair, ragged clothes, and a bitter look on his face.
Even if he smiles, it seems to be a forced smile, a rag.
One has a pale face and a kind expression, Bai Yaozi.
There was also a red-faced, slightly chubby person with a beardless face and a somewhat irritable and impatient look.
Wei Ling laughed, turned sideways and saluted:
"Thank you to the three seniors for coming to help me. You're very polite."
"Haha, Welling, you actually discovered an abnormality in space?"
Ragzi was in a good mood.
Wei Ling smiled and nodded, a little puzzled:
"No, Senior Bai Yaozi's technique has not been used yet. This senior must be impatient. You should be at the top level of the Fire Spirit. That's not right. There is also a senior with the dual spiritual power of Water and Earth!"
Another long laugh sounded, and an old man who was as simple as an old farmer appeared not far behind Gregor:
"I am Qian Niuzi, Wei Ling, I often observe you."
Wei Ling bowed and cupped his hands, smiling and saying hello:
"Haha, you are the one who is old, that's right!"
Several people moved slightly, surrounding Gregor in the center.
Gregor frowned. The imperial boot he had been afraid of for a long time finally landed on the ground, and he suddenly felt alarmed:
"Hmph, are you two top-level origins, plus two wisdom warlocks, teaming up with this little guy to take me down?"
Bai Su stepped forward, wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, so chic:
"Your Excellency, the four of us don't want to take action.
However, your Excellency attacked the Empire's investigators twice and tried to launch a third attack after no results. This has touched the bottom line of the Empire's defense.
Therefore, the four of us, following His Majesty’s decree, will execute you. This is not execution without instruction. "
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Gregory let out a long laugh:
“I am the Pope of the Federation’s Divine Bishop, but you want to start a war between the East and the West?”
A year of impatient contempt:
"Tch, if you were the Pope, who is that holy point of light in the City of Glory at this moment? It's so ridiculous. Could it be that the Pope of your divine bishop is being impersonated?
Everyone, don’t talk to him anymore, work together to kill this beast! "
"Kill? It's ridiculous. You haven't figured out the situation yet. Let me tell you who is the master of dark spiritual power!"
Gregor smiled contemptuously, threw out the message, and then activated the spell, preparing to escape into the world of source spirits.
But in the blink of an eye, his expression changed drastically.
The space connecting the two worlds seems to be imprisoned and cannot be entered or exited at all.
Wei Ling looked at the rag and held out his thumb:
"What a powerful technique. I admire it. I admire it. Senior is amazing!"
Rag Boy shook his head slightly, but seemed to smile bitterly:
"It's not great, it's not great. It's just a piece of rag. It's mended by sewing. It's the same for space!"
Gregor was a little anxious, thinking that the wisdom warlock's spell was too weird and he had to escape first. There was another wisdom warlock who didn't have the means to use it.
At the moment when he was unable to enter the world of source spirits, his body had been converted into an energy body, trying to escape from the encirclement.
A black stream of light flashed out from the surrounding five people and rushed into the sky.
Then, strangely, when the black light reached a certain height, the direction of impact changed into an arc, flying towards the ground, and instantly rose from the ground again, forming a circle around the five people.
Looking at it at this moment, in the space above, below, left and right, the distant mountains and trees, the air and clouds, and everything in the world all look so real. The only thing that is strange is that everything seems to have a little edge curvature, as if it is in a sphere. internal.
Everything in this sphere will naturally follow the inner arc of the sphere and circulate seamlessly.
Wei Ling was shocked:
"I would like to ask Senior Qian Niuzi whether the concept of Taoist formations from the old era of Daxia has been added to the water and soil techniques?"
The four old men Bai Yaozi, Ragpozi, Qianniuzi and Kuangzi looked at each other and gave Wei Ling a thumbs up almost at the same time:
"The boy is teachable!"
The black light that was circulating rapidly suddenly stopped, and his figure took on the appearance of the Pope, his expression full of sternness:
"Everyone, do you want to burn with me and perish together?"
Bai Yaozi took a step forward, with his hands behind his back, and a light flashed in his eyes:
"Who do you think you are, and why should we die with you?"
The old man was startled, and his dark green eyes became a little confused:
"Yes, who am I? By the way, I am the pope who is respected by all. How dare you be rude?"
"No, no, I am the most successful financier in the Federation. Everything you have is in my pocket! Haha..."
"Wrong, you are a shameful betrayer! Even your own body will betray your soul!"
"..."
In an instant, the betrayers, the greedy, the insidious, the despicable, the arrogant, the prejudiced, the cruel and the hypocritical have all lost all possibility of integration and are fighting for their own humanity.
Bai Su shook his head:
"Wrong, you are all wrong. Under the 'Meng Po Soup' of the top wise warlock, you are nothing!"
You are a pure person, a person who is free from vulgar taste and any desire, an instinctive person! "
Wei Ling's heart is slightly chilled!
I asked Qing Hui that Master Bai Su must be a wisdom warlock, and I didn't know what the characteristics of his magic were. At that time, Mr. Qing Hui said that he would ask himself if he had the opportunity.
After a quick thought, Wei Ling already knew that Bai Su's wisdom warlock ability was mostly related to "forgetting".
From forgetting one's own memories and spells, to forgetting one's identity and status, and eventually forgetting one's own soul, even if you are reborn, you will still not remember it!
From the mention of "Meng Po Soup" by Bai Yaozi, the forgetting spell performed at this moment is definitely the soul spell of the top wisdom warlock!
No wonder, in the Xixuan world where the Pope lives, the Wisdom Mage is called the Soul Mage.
As Bai Su's message was thrown out, Gregor's expression suddenly became very calm and peaceful.
He has forgotten all information, and even the carriers he swallowed have forgotten his own identity, becoming unconscious, without desires and desires.
As a top-level fire spirit warlock, he nodded slightly:
"Okay, all the mundane things will turn into nothingness in the fire of karma!"
A black flame suddenly ignited from inside the Pope's body and swallowed him up in an instant!
The black flame seemed to be burning not the energy and matter of the human body, but the soul.
Use soul as fuel and black as flame.
This is the ultimate fire magic for the impatient, "karma fire burns dust"!
The five people subconsciously stepped back, staying away from the "torch" with black flames rising in the sky.
Although Wei Ling had long suspected "fishing" as to why the Procuratorate asked him to come out to investigate such a trivial matter, he could never deduce how His Majesty and the Guardian Nine Sons would hunt each other.
In Wei Ling's understanding, Pope, Myrobalan, Angus, and even himself all have certain control over the original spells in the world of source spirits. Even if they encounter unbeatable opponents in the manifest world, as long as they You can still escape by evading to the Source Spirit World.
Therefore, Welling was not optimistic about their plan.
However, Welling still ignored the special abilities of the Wisdom Warlock.
Who would have known that Ragzi was also a wise warlock, and his ability to mend space was actually the ability to mend space at the top level of a warlock.
The Pope may not be unable to break through space, but when he tried to leave the manifest world, he had just broken through the space in the source world, but was mended in time by rags.
As long as Ragzi's ability is not eliminated, he will not be able to enter the world of source spirits in his current state.
The whole plan is actually very simple. First, the battlefield must be selected in the manifest world.
Qian Niuzi uses the "Eternal Strength of the Country" to seal the manifest space with the compound technique of water, earth and spiritual power.
Rag's "space split" or "space block" prevents the other party from entering the world of source spirits.
Bai Yaozi's ultimate method of forgetfulness, "Meng Po Tang", disintegrates the opponent's various abilities.
Finally, his body is destroyed with the impetuous "karma fire burning dust"!
What a very simple but effective warlock cooperative battle.
The First World War disintegrated the seemingly invincible Pope.
At this moment, the pope's limbs are still swinging violently in the "fire of karma burning dust".
The impatient expression became a little solemn:
"No! No! No energy body or physical body can last more than two or three seconds, but at least six seconds have passed! It cannot be burned out! It cannot be burned out!"
"Be careful, the opponent is not an ordinary top warlock, but a fusion of eight carrier bodies. The carrier body can be destroyed, but the humanity or personality it carries may be an eternal existence!"
There was a hint of caution and speculation in the information Bai Su threw out.
"Master Bai is right, the divided body of the ancient existence carried by the other party is extremely powerful!"
Even the rag who used Space Splitting was a little anxious.
The five people widened the gap again, getting further away from the "torch" and reaching the edge of Qian Niuzi's "Forever Solid Mountains and Rivers" technique.
A sudden change occurred!
Gregor's body exploded silently and turned into eight black balls of light, escaping in all directions.
"Don't worry, maybe these eight energy bodies can't escape from the space of Ragzi!"
Qian Niuzi threw a message of relief to the other four people.
"Oops! The space separation fails, the blocking fails! Someone comes from the source world!"
Ragzi's horrifying message was instantly imprinted on the consciousness of the four people.
At this moment, the wind is rising!
Originally, everything was stagnant, and there seemed to be a gust of wind in the space where only the fire of karma was beating.
Wei Ling's complexion changed drastically!
He is familiar with this wind!
The gentle wind that permeated all corners of the Putu tribe passed by the survivors holding guns, turning everything about them into particles, throwing themselves into the wind and dancing with the wind.
That wind passed through the eaves, swept through the hall, entered and exited the bedroom, and ran the kitchen. Wherever it passed, everything in the tribe of survivors was like a sketch, being erased bit by bit with a powerful eraser.
In an instant, Qian Niuzi's "eternal country" space was shattered silently.
The moment the wind reached their side, the five of them all ducked into the world of source spirits to avoid this irresistible and devastating attack.
The wind passed without a trace.
In a blink of an eye, the five people reappeared on the same spot and saw the blond young man smiling brightly where Gregor had been standing:
"Wei Ling, are you okay? Hello everyone, I am Harile, you can call me Myrobalan!"
The eyes of the five people suddenly narrowed slightly.
Immediately, they saw eight black groups of light, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, or like a moth flying into the flame, returning to the body of a myrobalan.
The blond young man's long blond hair suddenly stood up, and his robe suddenly expanded!
Immediately, the long hair slowly drooped and fluttered in the wind, and the robe slowly shrank, making a fierce sound.
Myrobalan closed her eyes, but the muscles on her face were beating, struggling, and twisted.
The five people looked at each other, and everyone understood what each other meant:
The enemy's abilities are unfathomable, retreat first!
However, with Ragpo's space magic skills, he discovered a fact that made him despair:
The dark energy space at this moment has been closed to all of them.
The four of them flashed in an instant and appeared beside Wei Ling, guarding Wei Ling in the middle as if facing a formidable enemy.
After a while, the violent energy around Myrobalan stabilized slightly.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes showed a dark golden color.
Hezi showed a strange smile, looked at the five people, and nodded slightly:
"Welling, thank you, you didn't disappoint me... I'm full... I'll talk to you next time!"
Immediately, the space exploded, and Myrobalan's figure disappeared.
All the surrounding space returns to normal.
