"...ta&%ma&^d..."
As this ancient mantra sounded, Zhou Ran's eyes turned orange, and the things he saw before his eyes completely changed at this moment.
The other side of the world was slowly opening up to him.
Zhou Ran slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky became distorted, losing its original shape and color, and turned into a dark and messy rag with holes of different sizes lined up on it.
There are different colors of Qi steaming above each pothole, and each ray of colorful Qi represents a latitude. These potholes seem to be the doors to enter those latitudes.
"Kacha..."
A green thunder streaked across the twisted sky.
The pitted rag suddenly tore open in the middle, revealing a green eye.
All the orange smoke steaming up from the ground was swallowed up by this green eye.
"belch……"
After swallowing the orange smoke, his green eyes glanced indifferently at Gu Yi and Zhou Ran on the ground, and slowly disappeared into the twisted sky.
Seeing this, Gu Yi took a deep breath and said slowly: "This first level was finally passed successfully. The Infinite God sleeping at the end of the universe responded and sent his messenger..."
"The next thing we need to see is whether Zhou Ran can find the door leading to the white magic field..."
"After finding that door, obtaining the magic source seed is a piece of cake for Zhou Ran."
After the green eye disappeared, twelve ancient bronze doors suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Ran's eyes.
These twelve bronze doors are exactly the same, and it is impossible to tell the difference between them.
Zhou Ran frowned, he felt the call to him from these twelve doors, and the call from each door to him was extremely strong.
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Every door was extremely eager for him to open it with his own hands. Zhou Ran was hesitant. He didn't know which door to open.
Fortunately, Zhou Ran remembered what Gu Yi said, and he must trust his intuition at critical moments. Intuition will never deceive himself.
"Huh..." Zhou Ran took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes. He was ready to use his intuition and the power of his mind to find the white magic door.
Zhou Ran looked at the twelve identical bronze doors in front of him with all his concentration, and he carefully felt the call coming from the bronze doors.
…
Gu Yi frowned and looked up at the sky. Her expression became more and more serious, and her hands clenched unknowingly and turned into fists.
The Mage King, who had been standing next to Gu Yi, felt something strange about her. He raised his eyebrows and asked very worriedly: "Supreme Lord, there is something wrong with your state. You are extremely nervous."
"Supreme Lord, your lifespan is burning rapidly... Just now your body can still survive in the world for tens of thousands of years, but now your body can only survive for ten years..."
"I can feel that you are casting an extremely powerful magic..."
Everything that happened today was very exciting for Wang. He never thought that he would experience such a wonderful day.
during this day.
He saw the decayed and ruined Eye of Agamotto, and he saw Ancient One breaking his own magic tree.
He saw the trinity of the God of White Magic, Emperor Weishan, disintegrate and go to the future. He saw Kama Taj, the supreme master revered by thousands of people, the Ancient One Master, burning his lifespan.
He saw sights he had never seen before, all of which were caused by one person, a person known as the King of Time, a person destined to bloom miracles in the future.
But even though these shocking scenes appeared before his eyes, Wang still couldn't let go.
Having been practicing magic, he knows better than anyone else the importance of the Trinity Weishan Emperor and the Ancient Master to the magical world and the importance to peace on earth.
at the moment.
In order to disintegrate Zhou Ran and go to the future, Emperor Weishan lost his position as the God of White Magic. Ancient Yi burned his life for Zhou Ran and only had ten years left...
now.
The king felt anxious. He felt unspeakably great anxiety.
If those terrible hell monarchs in the hell latitude invade the earth at this time, the earth will be destroyed and humans will be unable to resist.
Hear the words of the king.
Gu Yi turned his head slightly, took a look, and said in a low voice: "Wang, although I only have ten years left, this time is enough for us."
"When Zhou Ran opened the door to magic and obtained the source of magic, ten years were enough for him to make achievements in magic. Ten years were enough for him to easily reach the same state as me now. "
"Ten years is enough time for Lord Weishan Emperor to send a message from the future... If Emperor Weishan has not responded within ten years... it means that he will no longer be able to respond."
"King, for a being like Lord Weishan who has reached the apex of the multiverse, what cannot be accomplished in ten years cannot be accomplished in a hundred thousand years."
"King, Lord Weishan Emperor chose to put the future on Zhou Ran, and I chose to put the present on him. This is a huge gamble that costs everything."
"This gamble has begun and cannot be stopped. The only thing we can do is to choose to believe in him and believe in him without sparing any effort."
When the king heard this, he frowned and said: "Supreme Lord, although his qualifications are worthy of a huge gamble, but you have burned thousands of years of life to cast a powerful magic, isn't it a bit too..."
Gu Yi sighed softly and said quietly: "King, Zhou Ran's qualifications are destined to shock the monarchs of all latitudes, and Zhou Ran's qualifications are destined to be remembered by the monarchs of all latitudes!"
"Huh... King, watch patiently! All the latitude monarchs will spare no effort to attract him... Don't underestimate the latitude monarchs' thirst for geniuses. Their world has been barren for too long. Geniuses with a little bit of qualifications It already makes them salivate and feast on it.”
"What's more, the qualifications of the person in front of me are higher than mine, and higher than Lord Wei Shandi... His appearance is destined to make the dead hell start to be noisy and bustling, and his appearance is also destined to attract the prying eyes of the hell monarchs."
"King, remember, never underestimate the greed of the latitude monarchs. Each of them is extremely greedy. They are a group of gluttons who will neither die nor be destroyed."
"They haven't eaten for a long time. The last time they ate was when Lucifer caused Ragnarok and ate Gabriel."
"They are hungry and eager to eat again, and Zhou Ran is the best food. He is food that surpasses Gabriel countless times."
"King, I must ensure Zhou Ran's safety, and I must also teach the latitude monarchs a painful lesson, because the mutual spying between different latitudes has never stopped, and the news of Emperor Weishan's departure cannot last long."
"We must seize this opportunity to seriously injure them and scare them so that they dare not take another step into the material world."
Gu Yi clenched her fists fiercely, extremely powerful magical energy was gathering in her body, and a composite magic was being produced in her body.
This compound magic is Gu Yi's own unique skill, and it is a trump card that she has never used before.
This compound magic comes from two independent magics. One magic was learned by the ancient one from the creation god Eternity, and the other magic was learned by the ancient one from the life messenger planet devourer.
The top of the Himalayas.
In this snow-white and cold world, a touch of orange stood out in the roaring hurricane. She raised her head and stared at the distorted sky. Her eyes were as bright as day and as bright as stars.
Behind her, an extremely huge, towering orange magic tree was shaking extremely violently. Orange flames were burning crazily on the tree, and her life was disappearing bit by bit.
The shadow of a clock was spinning crazily in front of her eyes, and finally the hour hand was fixed on Roman numeral 10. She only had the last ten years of her life left.
She is the Ancient One, she is the Supreme Being, she is the only one who has never been seen before or since, and she is the most powerful mage in the world.
Gu Yi's face was pale, with dark blood stains on the corners of her mouth. She slowly raised a finger and pointed it at the twisted sky.
On her fingertips, an orange flame appeared. The flame was very weak, crumbling in the hurricane, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
Seeing this, the king let out a long sigh and lowered his head, tears glistening in his eyes.
He clasped his hands together, looked at the ground, and murmured softly: "If there really is a Buddha in this world, please protect the Ancient One. She has been wearing orange monk robes for thousands of years."
"She has boundless compassion and great kindness. She is really tired. She has been guarding this world for countless years."
"..."
Wang silently prayed for Gu Yi. He knew that once Master Gu Yi made up his mind, it would be absolutely irreversible.
…
Zhou Ran concentrated on it, controlled his mind, and slowly came to the twelve huge bronze doors.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched the door, carefully feeling the call from inside the door.
After looking around, Zhou Ran still wasn't sure which door to open.
He sat quietly not far from the twelve doors in a daze.
…
The earth is always surrounded by countless invisible latitudes, which are always close to the earth, but cannot get close to the earth. There is an invisible barrier blocking the border between these latitudes and the earth.
Among these countless dimensions, there are ten latitudes, which are closest to the earth. These ten latitudes are extremely huge and are the apex of countless latitudes.
These ten latitudes are called the Ten Hells, and their monarchs are called the Lords of Hell.
The Crimson Hell is the most powerful hell among the ten hells.
Everything in the Crimson Hell is crimson. There are no mountains, no earth, no rivers, no plants, and no living creatures.
There is only the barren and cracked crimson soil, the ever-burning crimson flames, and the ever-lasting crimson thunder.
The center of the Crimson Hell.
On top of a simple and huge throne that was bleeding with blood, there was a dark red figure sleeping, and a faint snore came from his mouth.
There is a pair of extremely huge goat horns on his head, and he wears a set of majestic and sacred crimson armor.
His face was shrouded in a dark red aura, and his whole body exuded the demeanor of a strong man.
This sleeping crimson figure is none other than the monarch of the crimson hell, the most powerful latitude lord, Cytorak.
Cytorak, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes were countless scenes of destruction of the universe, and in his eyes were countless scenes of life and death.
Cytorak stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly on the throne, with a smile on his lips and said: "Interesting... so interesting. This is the first time I have been awakened by a human since I became conscious."
"What a pure soul, what a powerful soul, what a dark soul... Even if I feel the danger, I can't help but want to taste it!"
"This is the desire from the depths of my soul. After swallowing him, my life source can evolve, and I will become a new god..."
"I will gain the possibility to transcend everything. I can easily surpass the Infinite God and become the new great god in the universe. I may even have the opportunity to surpass the Great God of Annihilation..."
"I must get his soul, get his soul at any cost."
Cytorak licked his lips, a glint flashing in his eyes.
Cytorak frowned and reached out to touch his heart. There was a huge scar on his heart, which penetrated his heart and divided his heart into two halves.
Feeling the huge pain.
Cytorak murmured to himself: "It's just that my injuries haven't healed yet, and the damn chaos magic actually injured me like this..."
"Huh...my power is weakened now, and I can't completely devour him yet."
"There is an indescribably powerful existence hidden deep in his soul. It is a rich darkness that surpasses all the kings of hell..."
"It's time to hold another devil's meeting and hunt again... They must also know about such a delicious and sweet soul."
Cytorak nodded and took out a dark red copper bell from his arms. He stretched out his finger and flicked the bell.
"boom!"
An invisible sound wave spread outward from the Crimson Hell.
This is the sign of a demonic conference.
"Hahaha... Demon Conference! It's actually Cytorak. This is the first time that he has taken the initiative to ring the Crimson Bell, which can wake up the sleeping Cytorak. It seems that there must be a secret hidden in this soul."
Suterte, the monarch of eternal hell, stood up from a high mountain full of flames. He raised the wine glass filled with magma in his hand, drank it down, and said with a loud smile.
"Father, it's time for us to set off. Cytorak's call requires us to go. This is a guy we can't afford to offend."
In Black Heart Hell, Black Heart licked his lips. He looked at his father Mephisto and asked with a smile.
"Huh!" Old Mo snorted coldly, stretched out his palm and slapped Hei Xin hard on the face, and said in an extremely cold tone: "Why did Mephisto give birth to such a stupid son like you? If you don't want to die, just Don’t go there.”
"Black Heart, your Uncle Zhou is not that easy to mess with. He is really scary..."
