The first thousand two hundred and fifty chapters columbarium
A thousand years later.
Green, buried in the cave of the skeleton land, slowly opened his eyes, without the ripples of power, no higher biological power aura, no gorgeous colorful runes of self-sealing, and even no natural power power belonging to the wizard.
At this moment, Green was like the most ordinary human in the wizard world, without a trace of breath being leaked.
Such a scene, returning to the wizard world, is probably enough to cause an uproar among the higher wizards!
Because, this is the complete self-seal state that many true spirit wizards, after pursuing the eighth level peak, seek second-handedly and pursue.
In this way, we actively reduce the power of life level to achieve the minimum slight consumption, which is close to the so-called eternal life in the eyes of lower-level creatures.
And this is the complete control of one's own strength!
"It's really amazing, a whole new and different feeling."
Except for the true spirit wizard, no lower wizard has ever pursued this state as a power. On the contrary, some passively evolved creatures in the foreign world often use this complete body control as the ultimate pursuit.
It is precisely because of this that some masters of foreign worlds, endless masters, often have longer lives than wizards.
Of course, many wizards have relatively short lives, as well as soul damage caused by failed promotion, forced recovery potion, soul witchcraft sacrifice, potential explosion and many other reasons.
Hugh.
Green crawled out of the underground of the bones and saw a 10,000-headed bird that looked like a towering mountain. Nine hundred and ninety-nine heads drooped, forming a ball, "huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Whenever the storm of time comes, the 10,000-headed bird of Fire Soul will shrink and escape into the underground cave. After the storm, it will come up to stimulate its own source of darkness, the flame soul, and continue to refine and purify the omnipotent soul of the Lord, and hatch this broken limb knife arm.
Every few dozen days, it will change back and forth, which is really too tiring compared to a long life.
Without any power fluctuation, Green was like a living body that had not reached the first level. It was completely out of reality. It was too abrupt when it appeared in the dimensional esophagus, but it walked step by step into the black flames, under the belly of the flame-soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird.
The black flames in all directions are the existence that is one with Green.
Above his head was a flesh-and-blooded body filled with incredible vitality. Green slowly squatted down and gently touched the broken limb and knife arm.
The "beep" sound was very soft and full of elasticity. There was no longer the self-protection that dominated the rules before.
However, as the three-colored eyes flashed under the truth, Green frowned.
"The degree of refining and purification is a little worse?"
Green raised his head and sensed the state of the Fire Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird. A feeling of hunger, emptiness and lack was transmitted. Green was shocked. He was actually maintaining his true body for more than a thousand years and constantly refining the broken limb and knife arm. The Fire Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird failed to absorb enough energy from the dimensional esophagus nature and was hungry.
And with the food required by the Fire Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird...
"Hundreds of years ago, a few guys appeared nearby, peeking at the Ten Thousand-Headed Birds of Flame Souls, thinking it was some illusory phenomenon and left. There should be a medium-sized or even large gathering place nearby. Hehe, after experimenting with the complete control of power, it seems that the second-level wizard had just developed a hidden combat method as in the period of destruction."
Muttering, Green's unremitting figure gradually became transparent and disappeared.
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Five years later.
The city of urn, one of the gathering places for dimensional esophageal tracts.
Although the Ashes City has never appeared like the Through-Wind Gate, after a period of accumulation of strength, it is because of its overly powerful strength to try to hunt the dominant incident, but because the ashes altar of this underground city can communicate with a powerful void life every time, and obtain some material world resources through transactions. It has become one of the gathering places for the dimensional esophagus.
In the dimensional esophagus, some of the more common time treasures and powerful bones are the resources most eager for in the material world.
The powerful void creature can use these illusory sacrificed time treasures and powerful skeletons to exchange for some void resources they need to earn the difference.
If this is true, over the years, I am afraid that the strength of the void creature is unimaginable. Once the world is aggregated, there will be some extraordinary and powerful rules, which will then give birth to some extremely powerful super living bodies.
It is precisely because of this that the exiles in this gathering place had almost no disputes and formed a relatively loose and unlimited alliance society. Compared with other gathering places and aimless exiles, the exiles in the Ashes were full of energy and had already regarded this as a new home.
However, everything has changed since the first collector's disappearance three years ago...
"Damn it, this time, even an ashes disappeared. He was provoking the invasion and declared war on the ashes. The ashes is in war!"
On the throne of the skeleton, the statue of the skeleton roared angrily, and tens of thousands of blue runes flashed on their bodies. The terrifying pressure enveloped the entire hall. The huge underground city of Ashes, all the sharp blades and ashes collected workers were all trembling. This powerful ashes net has ruled the Ashes for more than ten years. It is an ancient life form that is also extremely terrifying in the entire dimensional esophagus.
The Top Ten Blades of the Ashes are the best assistants of the Ashes and the potential challenger of the Ashes.
"It's just Nine Blades. Judging from the remaining blood stains on the scene for the first time, that existence is just an extremely good at hiding and hiding in the dark to attack the guy. For the powerful man at the Blade level, it does not have absolute suppressive power, let alone you. Whether it is me or the Five Blades who are good at perception, they are their absolute nemesis. Let's leave this investigation mission to both of us."
The ashes smiled proudly.
Seeing this, the King of Ashes snorted coldly, suppressing his anger.
"Since that's the case, I'll leave this to you. I don't want the next time the sacrifice is still like this. If you don't complete the task, you two will sacrifice it."
As he said that, the hall where the King of Ashes left, the other seven other forms of wanton ashes also left one after another.
"You're crazy!"
After everyone left, Wubian couldn't help but roar at the will of the head blade and let out a terrifying roar.
"Others don't know, don't you know the true identity of Jiubian? That's the dimensional gate practitioner! Even that existence can make it disappear for no reason in the Ashes. How could we be its opponent? When we meet it, there is only a dead end!"
The green-skinned gnome man with scarlet eyes is almost crazy. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!