The Wizard’s Order

Ryan asked Phoenix to call up the list of physical data and looked at the data about physical strength in the list. He covered his head and sighed, "Is that true?"

Although his cultivation realm jumped from half-step level two to peak level two at once, and his strength has increased by many times, he is confident that he can easily kill the previous self with one finger.

But his physique is far better than before!

The reason is simple, because he is now a pure human.

Whether you want to admit it or not, you have to face the fact that the physique of human beings is no match for the beasts of the same realm.

The beasts can't be compared, let alone the beasts? A monster more powerful than a monster? Or even a direct bloodline from the ancestor of the bloodline?

Back then, his bloodline had been purified many times and had been nourished by the abyss magic for a long time. His bloodline was extremely pure and could continue to be purified.

As long as he is willing to give up his body and throw himself into the arms of the abyss demon master and completely integrate the blood of the abyss, the strength of his blood can even be comparable to that of An Jie's nether blood.

Even if it is inferior to the Netherworld bloodline for various reasons, it is definitely the top bloodline.

So even though none of his six bloodline talents can strengthen his physique, his physique is stronger than many wizards with flesh-enhancing bloodline talents.

Now that the bloodline of the abyss has been lost and he has changed back to a pure human being, even if his realm is higher than before, his physique has declined.

Even if he integrates six bloodline talents, and his body has been washed six times, his strength will not be comparable to that of monsters.

After all, only six bloodline talents are integrated, what is it compared to real monsters?

For example, the bloodline of a giant dragon, a bloodline contains a lot of bloodline talents, dragon blood is bloodline talent, dragon eye is bloodline talent, dragon scale is bloodline talent, dragon breath is bloodline talent, Longwei is bloodline talent...

The bloodline talents possessed by the dragon bloodline add up to dozens or hundreds!

One bloodline has six bloodline talents.

Another bloodline has dozens or hundreds of bloodline talents.

Which of the two bloodlines is more powerful, elementary school students who know two-digit addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can easily come up with the answer.

"I've known this for a long time, but it's still a bit unacceptable when it really becomes reality."

When the cultivation realm reaches the second level, the situation of the true witch and the false witch will be reversed.

In the first-level realm, the true witch can have multiple bloodline talents compared to the fake witches, when the single bloodline talent is weaker.

After reaching the second level, the spirit and blood of the pseudo witch are completely demonized, and the potential of the blood can be maximized, and dozens or even dozens of blood talents can be added all at once, but the blood talents of the real witch are still only pitiful. single digits.

However, although the second-level pseudo-witch has many bloodline talents, the strength of a single bloodline talent cannot be compared with that of the real witch.

"I used to rely on bloodline talent to bully the pseudo-wizard a lot, and I felt that the pseudo-wizard's ability was too simple, and its versatility was poor."

"After reaching the second-level realm, it suddenly reversed, and Zhenwu has become the one with less bloodline talent, really..."

"It's really fun."

Although the physique has dropped a lot, the strength of each bloodline talent has increased dozens or hundreds of times.

When Ryan used the bloodline talent before, because these abilities came from the bloodline of the monster, in a sense, he just borrowed these abilities from the bloodline of the monster, so when he used the bloodline talent, it seemed like he was walking on stilts to participate in a marathon. Unleash the true power of your bloodline talent.

Today, the six bloodline talents he possesses are all integrated into his human bloodline, and they belong to him. It is as easy to use as breathing.

If you used to run a marathon on stilts, now you are running a race on a bicycle, and the speed is not a level at all.

"As long as it is in the second-level realm, as long as the strength matches the realm, whether the physique is strong or weak, and whether the bloodline talent is more or less, I don't care."

"only……"

Ryan regretted to find that his fighting style needed to be changed.

In the past, relying on his strong physique and amazing self-healing ability, he was keen to engage in close combat with the enemy.

Now, if he doesn't change his fighting style, he will be beaten by enemies of the same realm!

"Sure enough to develop witchcraft?"

"Rely on witchcraft for ranged attacks? Become a Crispy Magician?"

Lane has learned and created a lot of sorcery over the years, but he rarely uses any other sorcery in battle except for the illusion magic, the five seals and the illusion of origin.

Because there is no need at all!

"The strength of the five seals can't keep up, and it's useless for me now."

"Illusionary magic? The overlord-level phantom beasts created are still useful, but unfortunately the upper limit of phantom sorcery is too low... It's a pity to abandon it directly. I will look for opportunities to improve it in the future."

"Returning to the source illusion is not bad, even if you step into the realm of pseudo-gods beyond the fourth level in the future, you can still use it."

Ryan suddenly missed the city of Hegura, the capital of sages.

Back then, due to his limited strength, he only learned one witchcraft in the Capital of Sages.

If it is now that he can go to the capital of the sages again, go to the Shenghui library again, not to mention learning it on the spot, it is still possible to write down a dozen or twenty witchcraft of the same level as the phantom of the source. of.

"Oh, what a pity."

At this time, a beautiful face appeared in his mind - Our Lady!

"The Virgin didn't teach me more witchcraft, it's a bit stingy."

Although the Virgin helped him get the divine status, taught him to condense the golden body of faith, and taught him how to use the Internet, no matter which one of these three is enough to make the existence of the demon **** level, let alone the guys under the demon god. .

But even the godhead, belief in the golden body, and the web have been taught, so why not teach more witchcraft?

He doesn't ask how powerful those witchcraft are, as long as they are at the same level as Returning Origin Illusion.

"Do you think that witchcraft at the level of Returning to the Source is too low-end, and that she, as a professor, insulting her IQ by teaching this kind of knowledge to elementary school students?"

Ryan knew that complaining was pointless, and it was impossible for the Virgin to suddenly jump out and agree to his request.

As long as you don't encounter too strong enemies, the return to the source illusion is enough for the time being.

In order to advance to the second-level realm, Ryan has stripped out the abyss bloodline in his body, but he did not throw away the abyss bloodline, but cultivated it inside the body like a culture of bacteria.

The reason why he keeps the blood of the abyss is the sorcery of returning to the origin and illusion.

He poured vitality into the abyss bloodline in his body. The abyss bloodline that originally only had one drop of blood multiplied rapidly. One drop of blood became two drops of blood, two drops of blood became four drops of blood, and four drops of blood became eight drops of blood...

After purifying the abyss bloodline, Ryan stared at the drop of red-hot obsidian-like blood in his palm, "The purity of this drop of abyss bloodline has reached its limit."

It's not because Lane's technology is not good that it cannot continue to be purified.

It is not that the purity of this drop of blood is comparable to that of the abyss demon master himself, and it is extremely pure.

The reason is very simple, the bloodline of the Abyss Demon Lord in Ryan's body is incomplete!

Even biological children cannot inherit 100% of their parents' genes, let alone descendants who do not know how many thousands of years and generations have passed? Incomplete blood vessels are very normal.

If there is no way to complete something that is already incomplete, no matter how much effort and energy it takes, it will still be incomplete in the end.

However, even if this drop of blood cannot be compared to the real abyss demon master himself, its purity is also extremely terrifying. If the bloodline purity of the owner of an abyss bloodline can reach this level, the physical powerhouse can reach the level of other wizards in the same realm. Thousands of times!

The second-level realm can compete with the fourth-level powerhouse!

"With the purity of this drop of blood, will I be attacked?"

"It's a big deal to die once!"

Ryan squeezed the palm of his hand hard, and the drop of abyss bloodline with extremely high purity immediately merged with his body.

He drank lowly, "Return to the phantom!"

In an instant, a huge vortex formed with him as the center, and the surrounding magic power rushed towards him.

If it weren't for him being in the formation and possessing an infinite supply of magic power, he would have been drained and died because the sorcery of returning to the source illusion was too expensive!

After absorbing a huge amount of magic power, he let out a low growl and his body swelled up suddenly.

In an instant, he turned into a 100-meter-long **** dragon with three heads and six pairs of wings!

Feeling the surging power in his body, Ryan couldn't help roaring excitedly.

"Roar--"

A scorching dragon flame suddenly blasted out from his mouth, turning into a crimson beam with a diameter of more than 100 meters, breaking through the secret training room and reaching the sky.

Then it exploded at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and a scarlet halo enveloped a field of tens of kilometers in a radius. Within a range of tens of kilometers, the temperature instantly rose to millions of degrees Celsius.

The prosperous city known as the Capital of Kings was rapidly melting under the high temperature of millions of degrees Celsius, and he could even hear someone screaming in pain.

This power is definitely comparable to the third-level realm!

Today, he has the confidence to meet the third-order corpse again, and he can win the battle!

However, he will not be arrogant because of this. After using the high-purity abyss blood to use the phantom of the origin, his strength is undoubtedly comparable to the third-level realm, and he is still the best among them.

But he also knows that there are many more powerful beings in this world than him, and they must not be inflated.

You must know that the Balsa wizard, who is known as the living history book, is the strongest third-level wizard, and he hates it in the capital of the king.

Thinking that back then, when he mastered the power of the devil, and claimed to be the closest to the devil, Tianxunli Wu, possessed a powerful witchcraft that can even go back in time, and was not strangled by the devil like an ant in the end?

In short, it is better to be low-key.

Ryan flapped his wings and hovered in mid-air, staring coldly at the city that was slowly melting under his random blow, "This form should be my current ultimate combat power, right? It's a pity that I need too much magic power, and I usually fight. It's impossible to use it at all..."

"etc!"

Ryan suddenly reacted, "Anjie?"

When he released the attack just now, he seemed to hear someone's screams?

At that time, he didn't care too much because he was too excited. Now think about it, wasn't that the cry of An Jie before she died?

"Oh, I didn't expect that I would kill Anjie unintentionally."

Even if An Jie also stepped into the second-level realm, and had the top bloodline of the Netherworld bloodline, it was absolutely impossible for him to survive this attack.

Now that everyone is dead, there is no point in regretting it.

He put his hands on his chest and said in a low voice, "Anjie, may you rest in peace... eh?"

The six pairs of wings on Ryan's back suddenly flapped, and he suddenly crossed a distance of thousands of meters at twelve times the speed, and came to a piece of debris floating in the air.

As soon as he fished it out, the piece of debris entered his hands.

"Anjie's remnants?"

This piece of debris is a special substance condensed by magic, mental and soul power. It is a strange existence, so it is not destroyed in his high temperature environment of millions of degrees Celsius.

Feeling Anjie's cry for help coming from the fragments, Ryan heaved a sigh of relief, "So she's not dead yet."

Of course, Anjie's form is definitely the last means of survival. If there is no one to help, it will be a problem whether it can be successfully resurrected. Even if it is resurrected, it will leave extremely serious sequelae.

But this time there was Ryan, and Ryan was quite familiar with Anjie's strange state, so with his help, Anjie was successfully resurrected without any sequelae.

An Jie stared at Ryan, who had been released from the phantom and turned back into a human body, and gritted his teeth: "You lunatic! Do you want to kill me?"

"Haha..." Ryan smiled awkwardly, then changed the subject and said, "I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a few years, you have successfully entered the second-level advance, and the nether bloodline is much stronger than I thought. "

Over the years, he has not been in seclusion and practice. Every time he practiced for a while, he would stop to rest and chat with An Jie.

At first, because Anjie was still worried about his coveted Nether bloodline, she didn't open her heart to him, and the chat between the two was really just a chat.

After a few years, Anjie, who had not made any progress in her exploration of the underworld bloodline, finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked Ryan for help.

In this process, Anjie gained a lot, but Ryan did not suffer.

Because Anjie learned a lot of knowledge from the wizard of Balsa, this knowledge has benefited Ryan a lot, and the two of them can be regarded as a win-win cooperation.

So, with his assistance, Anjie's cultivation progressed a thousand miles. Obviously, the starting realm was lower than his, and there was no Phoenix and Weiwang to assist, and there was no godhead and belief in the golden body, but the time to advance to the second level was faster than his. A year or two earlier!

However, as soon as Ryan entered the second-level realm, he was at the second-level peak, while Anjie was only an ordinary second-level beginner, and it would take hundreds of years of hard work to reach the second-level peak.

Ryan looked at Anjie carefully. More than ten years later, Anjie no longer looked like a loli in her early ten years, but had become a beautiful woman in her twenties.

It's a pity that An Jie is only a little over 1.6 meters tall, so she can't be said to be tall.

The breast is only slightly larger than the steamed bun, and it can't even squeeze out of the ravine.

The waist, thighs and buttocks are all slender and thin, and there is no plump body that brings sensuality.

Therefore, although Anjie is also a rare beauty, she is not the plump royal sister that Ryan likes, so even if the two have been alone for more than ten years, Ryan has no idea about her.

No, the idea is still there.

Just because An Jie wasn't his type at all, and at the same time he wasn't a scumbag who always gave up, so he didn't do anything to An Jie because he was afraid of trouble, even though An Jie looked like he was taking the pick.

He looked at An Jie and said regretfully, "It's a pity."

Seeing that An Jie was about to have a seizure, Ryan stood up and clenched his fists and said to An Jie, "Both of us have just advanced to the second level, and we are not very familiar with our own strength. How about a fight?"

This sentence made Anjie pale with fright. She suddenly distanced herself from Ryan and screamed in fear, "Isn't it enough to kill me once?"

Just remembering what happened just now, her body trembled with fear.

The changes after her good test became a second-level wizard, and she was thinking about playing with Ryan after he came out of retreat.

Suddenly, an abyss aura that seemed to be able to devour even darkness poured out from the place where Ryan retreated.

At the moment when she lost her mind because of this abyss breath, a red glow that was as hot as the sun enveloped her at once, and her second-level powerful body couldn't hold on for even a second under that terrifying high temperature.

Her body melted and her spirit began to shatter.

If it wasn't for her burst of potential at the last moment of her life, using the newly awakened bloodline talent of the nether bloodline to transform into a similar weird soul body, she would have been killed by the aftermath of Ryan's attack!

At this point, her fear of Ryan has taken a new level.

Why is everyone in the second grade, she advanced a little earlier than Ryan, and she was almost killed by the aftermath of Ryan's attack?

Unwilling is certain, but she has long known that she and Ryan are not on the same level at all, even if she has Nether blood.

It was when she deeply understood this point~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that she asked Ryan about the Nether bloodline.

Unexpectedly, she still underestimated Ryan's strength!

She suspects that Ryan's current state is not a second-level at all, but a third-level wizard!

In any case, it is impossible for her to fight against Ryan, not even the most common test.

Ryan persuaded: "It was an accident just now. I won't do my best in the competition. You also know that you can master your own strength faster through actual combat."

An Jie shook her head and said, "Don't even think about it!"

Ryan still didn't give up, "The second-level powerhouses in this world say more or less, but trustworthy companions who can feed each other are still hard to meet. Many second-level wizards have not been with each other for hundreds of years. Once you have missed this opportunity, it will be difficult to find someone like me for actual combat training in the future.”

However, in the face of Ryan's persuasion, Anjie decisively refused.

Looking at Anjie who was getting away from him step by step, Ryan could only give up the idea of ​​conducting actual combat training with Anjie.