The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 241 The Crescent Moon and the Poor Ghost

"Mr. Terrence, the positioning signal of the crystal ball you gave to the natives has disappeared." Wizard Walter, who had placed more than a dozen defensive witchcraft on his body, carefully knocked on the door of his teacher's laboratory.After he saw that the teacher did not do those dangerous experiments as usual, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, so he reported.

"Well, is that so? Just send him another one when you find time!" Terrence, who was pacing back and forth in the laboratory with an experiment report in his hand, was a thin old man with a height of two meters and a beard that reached his knees. Unaware of the urgency of the loss of the crystal ball, he waved his big hand with thick bones and exposed veins, and said this to his disciple.

Seeing the teacher's obsessed with experiments and unable to extricate himself, the shrewd and capable disciple had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Teacher, I personally think that in a small universe with incomplete laws, there will be no natives who can cover up the positioning signal of a special crystal ball. And the essence of destiny on the Child of Destiny is our last hope to compensate the Red Moon Fortress of the Crasher, maybe you should pay a little attention to it."

Hearing this, the tall and thin old man threw down the experiment report in his hand angrily, freed his hand, grabbed the alloy staff out of thin air and threw it in the corner of the laboratory to serve as a paperweight, and rushed out of the laboratory in a hurry.

"I want to see which bastard dares to disturb my experiment. I must use my staff to smash his skull!"

Hearing this, Walter couldn't help shrinking his neck, but he was trembling all over, but he had to reach out and grab his teacher.

"Teacher, have you forgotten that? The No. 14 to No. airports have been completely destroyed, and the No. to No. airports are still under urgent repair. If you want to leave the fortress, you should use the teleportation circle at the core!" Stretching his finger to the all-metal corridor in front of the tall and thin wizard, which is flickering and dark, and there are storms of various elements filling and colliding from time to time, Walter said sweating profusely.

"If I knew this would happen, I shouldn't have listened to you and rented this broken fortress. If you spend more money and rent a new model fortress, there won't be so many troubles!" Looking at the corridor that is not suitable for traffic, Tai Lance stroked his long beard under his jaw and muttered.

"Yes, you are right!" Walter dealt with his teacher verbally, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "Isn't it because you spent all your money on that experiment on the birth of matter, and you can rent non-scrap products? Museum collections, we are already lucky, okay?"

Complaining in his heart, Walter led his teacher, who was prone to getting lost, to the teleportation circle at the core of the fortress, but before they could go far, the fortress they were in experienced a violent vibration.

"Which element furnace exploded again? This is the third time this month, right? I'm afraid I can't afford the pensions of low-level wizards and the maintenance fees for the golems! I really want to go!" Copy the scroll and redeem yourself!" From the shadows under his feet, several dark tentacles stretched out, firmly fixing his body on the ground, and Walter, who was on the verge of collapse, held his forehead and wailed.

"It's not an element melting pot, it's an external attack. We're under attack!" The old wizard, who had looked very unreliable just now, was extraordinarily calm and wise. It is also possible to use experience to determine the true source of the crisis through the vibration of the fortress.

Ignoring the teleportation ban inside the fortress, and the space stabilizer that had been on strike for a long time, Terrence stretched out his skinny but still huge palm, and tore open the space in front of him.

Stepping into the colorful turbulent flow of space with one foot, the old wizard Terrence still did not forget to turn his head and tell his disciples: "Remember to put protective spells on all valuable objects in the fortress, we can't afford to pay more !"

"I know the teacher!"

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Before this, Wang Yuan had never thought that the Red Moon Fortress could be broken down like this. Seeing the crescent-shaped metal creation that lost most of its volume, Wang Yuan had no choice but to make a point in his mind of the "skin" level of the wizard's creation. Big praise.

"No wonder my spiritual sense failed to discover it at the first time, this thing is really no different from void trash!" Wang Yuan, who was standing on the bow of the crossing spirit boat, said with emotion.

However, as a life-saving and conscientious immortal, Wang Yuan will not despise the enemy because of his downfall. Before he "knocks" on the door with the Bi Lin Yin Thunder Bead, he has already accumulated the black evil spirit in the ten thousand demon banners, Unknown monsters of all kinds were released, forming a sea of ​​monsters in the dark and chaotic void.

"One person forms an army, and this seat lacks everything, except for demon heads!" Looking at those monsters with grotesque and terrifying appearances, Wang Yuan was filled with pride, "This is a beam of divine light from this seat. A beam of divine light was slowly transformed!"

Amid such emotions, Wang Yuan's long-awaited "grain-stealing mouse" finally appeared.

Silently, colorful streamers appeared in the dark void, and a tall, thin old man in gray-white wizard robes stepped out of the cracks in the space where the streamers flowed, holding an alloy staff.

"Attack with the whole army! Crush them!" Muttering words out of his own bad taste, but the demon bosses couldn't understand them, Wang Yuan didn't wait for the person to report his identity, and drove the demons as deep as the sea. Heads swarmed up, completely submerging the tall figure who had just stepped out of the crack in the space and whose footing was not stable.

"I hate talking too much before a fight." Wang Yuan muttered as he commanded the Heisha Demon God, who was as tall as a jade pillar supporting the sky, to set up a 12 Yuanchen formation that contained the profound meaning of time within the battlefield area. .

And he himself, with the evil wish covering the sky umbrella on his head, leaning against the black evil spirit banner, holding the new three-light calming bead refined by the sunset universe in his left hand, and walking with the mountain in his right hand, suppressing the Huanglong Ruyi in all directions.

But he armed himself tightly.

"Should I find a kungfu that can practice three heads and six arms? In the future, there will be more magic treasures. If I don't show them, I will be sorry for the effort and energy spent in refining them!" Wang Yuan, surrounded by the core, had the leisure to think wildly.

But this kind of leisure did not last long. The old wizard whose strength was similar to his own in Wang Yuan's spiritual investigation was not something that those devils could solve in a short while.

I saw that in the sphere stacked by the demons, there suddenly appeared a dark area with wanton energy, but it was deep and silent, and there was no light. Only invisible demons such as sky demons and yin demons can escape.

It was also these invisible demons that allowed Wang Yuan, who was in the rear, to understand part of the reality of this witchcraft.

"Anti-matter plus elemental annihilation, the wizard of the way of destruction? This is a meeting with colleagues!"

(End of this chapter)