Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 423

The vast dark blue plain was completely covered with white snow.

The portal of the Feijin Valley leading to this secret trial realm has been wide open. At this moment, there seem to be two completely different worlds inside and outside the door - one side is the scorching sun and the hot summer; the other side is heavy snow, directly entering the most severe winter.

As the source of power that caused all of this, Ronan was like a snow-white sun hanging high in the sky, calmly overlooking the people below.

He saw many people's faces filled with shock. He saw the ancient cold current spreading upward along the white stone pillar in the center of the plain. The elders who were standing on the top of the stone pillar and presiding over the trial were also slightly moved.
Of course, what Ronan saw the most was the countless rules of ice and frost between heaven and earth!
They lit up densely in his field of vision. As far as the eye could see, an endless torrent of ice elements rolled through the void and rushed towards his position, presenting a majestic momentum like all rivers converging into one!
This is the power of the ancient frost whale bloodline after it is fully released!
Ronan closed his eyes and quietly savored the feeling after being promoted to level five.

In his consciousness space, the original mental power core has disappeared.

Instead, there is a palm-sized, crystal white, translucent baleen whale, supported by nine shining spots of light, in an eternal cruising posture, as if immersed in invisible water waves, constantly emitting circles of golden ripples.

Yuan Ling!

This is Ronan’s soul, the nine-star soul.

Ronan finally got what he wanted.

Just as he was admiring the nine shining spots of light representing crystals within the snow-white whale's soul, suddenly, a slight wave of magic came rapidly from a distance.

Ronan's eyelids twitched slightly.

Then came the second and third.
Evil thoughts, some cold, some fearful, some tentative, and some disdainful, rained down on Ronan like invisible and intangible arrows.

Ronan opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there are still those two quietly burning snow-white suns.

Looking at the wizards from other forces who, despite his provocation with "outrageous words and actions", finally chose to unite and target him, Ronan showed a satisfied smile under the mask of dawn with pale golden light, as if he had got what he wanted.

Almost as soon as he completed the breakthrough, he rushed to participate in this "Holy Grail Evidence".

I haven't even carefully experienced the changes after level five.

It’s just right that I can take this opportunity to verify my current strength.

To be honest, even Ronan himself is curious
"What kind of powerful sparks can be created by the collision of the Nine-Star Supreme Yuan Spirit and the ancient bloodline?"

"Roar--"

On the snow-covered ice field, a flash of red light exploded.

Accompanied by a roar like a giant dragon, Eremod's short hair danced wildly, and his dark gold eyes flashed with light like a red-hot iron, as if a real ancient red dragon broke through the snow and came straight towards Ronan to bite him.

Attacking along with Eremod were several level five wizards who were also "Throats of the Burning Sun". They were also elites among the level five wizards.

They cooperated with each other tacitly, slightly dispersed on both sides of Eremod, and the spells they released formed the blazing wings of Eremod, the ancient red dragon.

however.

Ronan didn't even look at them.

He came out of the state of the snowy sun, his white hair and the hem of his robe lifted up, and then he took a light step forward.

The moment he took a step, an extremely turbulent wave of ice crystals erupted in a circle beneath him.

The wave of ice crystals quickly swept past the figure of the "Ancient Red Dragon", and the "Red Dragon" disappeared. Eremod, who was at the center of the "Red Dragon", instantly turned into a block of ice and fell rapidly downwards. The sound of his crazy struggle and roar could be faintly heard.

The level five wizards who made up the "Red Dragon Wings" didn't even have time to react before their protective force fields were torn apart and turned into ice sculptures, frozen in place, with expressions of extreme horror on their faces from the last moment.

Ronan passed by Eremod and his party, strolling leisurely on the ice field he created.

The former frozen land and snow country from the "Ice Flame Iris" Lanster family has transformed into the present-the Ancient Ice City after the addition of the ancient frost whale bloodline!
Ancient frost, ancient icy cold.
The blood of the ancient frost whale makes any ice magic released by Ronan carry the breath of frost rules. This is a cold air mixed with fragments of rules, which is enough to freeze most of the existences at the fifth level.

Countless ice flowers, ice thorns, and ice rings grew from under Ronan's feet. Wherever he passed, the majestic ice continued to rise and become more and more majestic.

The rising snow was surging like a tide. Ronan was walking on the crest of the tide. In a trance, he seemed to see the shadow of an ancient and huge snow-white whale flashing behind him.

The terrifying chill continued to radiate outward, even the void was frozen into a layer of ice, just like a sea covered with floating ice. No matter where you were, the chill that penetrated deep into your soul continued to penetrate into you.

Some wizards who participated in the trial looked at Ronan with completely different eyes and began to retreat in shock.

"Hiss-"

At this time, Ronan heard a snake-like sound.

He raised his eyes and saw a tall and slender figure slowly rising in his sight.

He was a handsome young man holding a rapier, with a pair of extremely beautiful cyan-gold eyes, his chin slightly raised, and an indescribable coldness and arrogance.

The handsome young man exuded powerful mental fluctuations of a late-stage fifth-level wizard, but his aura far exceeded that of an ordinary late-stage fifth-level wizard. A strange force mixed with rich wind energy particles surrounded him.

Around him, whether it was the void or the snow beneath him, there were traces of vacuum as if a sharp sword had pierced through it. The handsome young man looked at Ronan with an evil smile on his face, and then he slowly slashed a deep blue "cross" sword mark towards Ronan.

As the sword mark gradually took shape, an extremely sharp sound was heard, like some kind of metal vibrating at an extremely high frequency.

Immediately afterwards, it shot towards him at a rapid speed, making dense and crisp sounds of breaking ice along the way, leaving a deep gully on the ice field between the two of them. Countless forbidden arcs of light intertwined, emitting extremely terrifying energy fluctuations.

Ronan's eyes were slightly strange.

He sensed a unique power of rules on the sword mark left by the handsome young man, which was superior to most of the rule spells he had seen, and even made him feel a hint of threat and pain.

"call--"

Ronan exhaled gently, stretched out his right hand, and clasped his five slender white fingers in the air.

In an instant, a small patch of light on the ancient ice field seemed to suddenly dim.

Infinite ancient icy power quickly gathered in Ronan's palm, and finally condensed into several exquisite snowflakes with eighteen edges and corners, flying forward lightly.

The first snowflake hit the dark green sword mark and shattered. The latter paused slightly, and the power flowing on the sword mark was severely weakened. The handsome young man holding the sword in the distance frowned slightly.

Then the second snowflake, the third, the fourth
The snowflakes that condensed the power of the ancient ice city completely destroyed the dark green sword marks, and the remaining snowflakes burst out with powerful and surging ancient cold currents, sweeping towards the handsome young man.

The latter's expression finally changed completely, his eyes were filled with shock, and just as he was about to speak, he was drowned by the rapid cold current.

“【Crimson Ice】.”

After Ronan dealt with the handsome young man in front of him, he casually made a gesture of pulling the spear upwards.

Pieces of blood-colored frost quickly condensed in his palm, and finally turned into a glowing spear that looked like a gorgeous spear made of blood diamonds.

"Ancient Ice Spear!"

Ronan casually threw out the bloody ice spear.

The blood-colored frost marks flashed across the void like lightning, and the next second a cluster of grand and enchanting blood-colored ice flowers bloomed on the snow-white ice field.

A blond young man wearing platinum armor and with a noble temperament rushed out rapidly from the ice flowers. His breath was weak and his face was pale. He looked at Ronan deeply and then fled away in panic.

Ronan walked along, and it seemed as if there was a giant whale hiding beneath him, breaking through the snow and creating waves of huge white waves on the ice field.

He kept summoning ice magic one after another, accurately and quickly eliminating wizards from other forces on the field.

Almost no wizard can escape his "hunt"

After reaching level five, Ronan's mental power once again experienced a qualitative change in growth. With the blessing of the state of [Ethereal Mind], the strength of his mental power was already enough to rival that of a level six wizard.

Coupled with the bloodline of the ancient frost whale, it is difficult to find someone of the same level who can be called his opponent.

Just then, suddenly.

"call--"

A gust of cold wind blew silently past Ronan's ear.

Ronan's walking figure suddenly stopped, and a force field as majestic as a nebula unfolded.

In his perception, he saw an evil shadow shaped like a dragon's wing, which was quickly cutting through the layers of solid walls formed by his star force field and ancient coldness like a sharp blade, and was heading straight for his face.

Ronan's eyes flickered and he clasped his hands together in an instant.

The blue-gold whale symbol at the center of the brow flashed a mysterious light, the robe fluttered, and a long and distant sound of a whale seemed to be heard in the rushing cold wave.

Countless overlapping layers of white appeared around Ronan, and when they collided with the dragon-wing-shaped shadow, a crisp sound like the collision of ice crystals was emitted.

"boom--"

A huge deep pit exploded in the ice field, and the rolling cold wave spread out in a ring shape. Ronan walked slowly out of the diffuse frost mist, and finally his eyes were fixed on a figure wearing a strange mask with a black background and gold patterns on his face.

"Ghost Flower Club."

Ronan's eyes flickered like snowy sun as he recalled what Selena had mentioned to him about this force.

For some reason, at this moment, Ronan looked at the black-robed figure standing casually in front of him, and saw the pair of eyes that seemed to contain a strange smile, and suddenly he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with him.

"I seem to have seen you before."

Ronan spoke calmly.

(End of this chapter)