The thick dark clouds have become very low, and magicians fall to the ground one after another because they have exhausted their magic power. The pressure is rising step by step, and the upper limit of the world's balance has completely surpassed the senior level.
Before Daolong and Dad could react, buzz~
There was a huge earthquake in the surrounding space, and the dark clouds in the sky extinguished all the flames in an instant, swallowing up 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, 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.
The lich is the last choice for these strong men. As long as they become undead, they can instantly gain eternal life and an 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 something in his mouth, 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.
Is it?
Sure enough, the originally indifferent eyes in the sky flashed with a hint 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 black giant hand burst out of the ground, grabbing Dad with corruption and curse.
"The monsters and ghosts leave quickly..."
Dad's spell suddenly rushed, and the pure white holy light illuminated everything, making a hissing sound when 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 smashed into the ground. His life or death was unknown.
Daolong clicked his tongue, a little gloating, what is seeking death? This is 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 stopped using his magic. The rabbit and cow talismans exploded 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 white 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? It can't even break the shield?
At the moment when the two were stunned, the righteousness between heaven and earth also began to revel. A sacred and terrifying power revived in a very remote place. The world's door to extraordinary restrictions was completely opened, raising the energy level.
"God? Damn God!"
The lich suddenly became extremely violent 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 light at the end of its life.
"It's impossible to revive 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 the sword dragon instantly, making people look down at everything with shuddering pressure.
Daolon's eyes are solemn, is it an archmage-level summon?
The rabbit charm exploded with divine power, and he instantly dodged the dragon's breath and came to the sky above the bone dragon and punched 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 one after another because of 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, 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 also the case 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 all the time.
"Uncle Long, take Xiaoyu and hide while I go see what's going on in 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.
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 and fixed its scarlet eyes 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? It's a pity...you are too weak."
The Lich's hoarse voice fell, and 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, a dazzling sun suddenly lit up in front of our eyes, and 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!"
