Divine Civilization

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No, you have to get the "heart of the earth" as soon as possible.

Tomorrow, he must win the championship anyway. Otherwise, you can only come hard and grab it from the champion.

However, as a **** of light, he said that he would participate in the truth conference. Then no matter what, this championship is bound to be won.

Wu Hui's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously flipped through the memories left by the old God of Light, and found out the contents related to magic.

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Unconsciously, the night passed by.

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Hui got up from bed and recalled what she had seen last night.

The memory left by the old God of Light is not much about magic, but basically it is derogatory and inconspicuous remarks. The magic knowledge of Zheng Ba Ba is very poor. It can be seen that the old bright **** really looked upset at the magician.

It is no wonder that during the years when the old light **** ruled the light plane, the magician was detained to know to what extent.

However, in this way, it also led to his failure to rely on the old light god's residual memory to come to an end.

Wu Hui frowned, "It seems this road is not working, so I can only find another way ~"

There are certainly ways.

He now has a strong sense of consciousness, both in memory and comprehension, that mortals simply cannot imagine. Although he cannot reach the point where he can see and hear, it is obvious, but he has to bypass the class, and he has to learn the foundation of divinity. Magic theory and magic spells are not difficult at all.

The hard part is that the truth conference is about to begin, and he has no time.

Forget it ~ take a step and look at it. If it is a big deal, you will be shameless, and use your magic skills to get through.

Wu Hui no longer thinks about it. After getting out of bed and cheering up, he is ready to leave the kingdom of God and return to the Patrick Islands to attend the truth conference.

Just then, his gaze flickered over the nightstand, and he suddenly stopped.

A bronze ring was lying on his bedside table, sullenly.

"Is it?"

Wu Hui remembers this ring. This was the one that he smashed from Daniel's fingers, and it was also the culprit that caused Daniel Xiu to regress, because the spirit inside was too noisy, and he was sealed by him after he returned to the kingdom of God.

He was thrown aside at that time, and afterwards, there was always something going on, but he hadn't care.

Seeing it now reminds him of something.

Seeing that it was still too early to begin the Truth Conference, he reached for the ring, and lifted the seal from it.

"Ah, hey ~~ Do you think of me ... please, please! Don't seal me anymore, can't I speak well?"

Immediately after the seal was lifted, a gray-black shadow emerged from the ring, and the old voice collapsed and mourned.

Wu Hui's seal is not a simple seal. Under the seal of divine power, the ancient remnant in the ring was completely imprisoned. He could neither speak nor move, but his consciousness was sober, and it was tortured more than torture. After being confined in the ring for a few days, this once-incredible old thing seems to be on the verge of collapse.

Wu Hui laughed and couldn't help but knock on the ring with her knuckles: "Now you know you want to keep a low profile?"

"Yes, yes, old man ... I was wrong ~ don't put a seal on me again." The gray-black shadow shrunk in frustration. "If you have any questions, just ask, I will cooperate . "

Wu Hui glanced down at him and went straight to the subject: "Do you understand magic?"

Xingying Man thought that Wu Hui would ask him about his identity and origin. He had already thought about how to brag and show his extraordinary origins, but did not expect that Wu Hui was asking this.

He was taken aback by surprise, but he didn't respond at all, and got stuck.

"Why? I don't understand?" Wu Hui raised an eyebrow. "Then you're useless. Keep sealing it ~"

With that said, he was about to seal the ring again.

"Wait! Wait!" Xingying was anxious, and he said hurriedly, "I understand! Isn't it magic? I understand! I understand!"

"Really understand?" Wu Hui looked up and down suspiciously.

"Really understand!" The gray and black shadows vaguely condensed into a human form, nodding madly up and down, but unconsciously revealed a touch of pride, "In ancient times, there was a great sage who called 'Bromfield ', The title' Sky Law God. 'Have you heard? "

"Haven't heard it." Wu Hui shook his head.

When the ghost shadow stagnates, then he goes a little wildly: "That is the greatest forerunner in the history of magic, how can you never hear it ?!"

Wu Hui was restless: "I'm not a magician."

"!!!!!!"

Xuying could not help but want to jump.

However, thinking that Wu Hui could easily seal his strength, he finally put up with it and held his breath: "Haven't heard it before. You just have to remember that it is the most brilliant pioneer in the history of magic. , Is also the first to deduced the way of magic to level 10, the first strong man to rely solely on the power of magic to seal God. "

"Level 10? It sounds like it's not weak yet, so ..." Wu Hui raised an eyebrow and quickly grasped the key points. "What is your relationship with that 'Sky God'? Don't tell me you're 'Sky Dharma ', I don't believe it. "

"I, I, I, of course I am not!" Xuying blasted, "But I am his most faithful servant, and his most trusted person! In ancient times, the world should respect me as well," Augustus My lord! The status is only under my master! "

There is such a point that it explodes, and the psychological expansion can not hide the servant, and his master should not be easy ...

Wu Hui glanced at it obliquely, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for his master.

However, Wu Hui doesn't care much about his master's affairs. He only cares about one thing: "How is your level of magic? How does it compare to the current magician?"

"Huh ~"

Hearing this, the ghost, Augustus, seemed to be stimulated to a sensitive point, and immediately shook: "Now those ... can also be called magicians? The theory of magic has been lost, and the battle has raged. They will lose all of my master's face! If I am still alive, I must teach them well! "

Wu Hui nodded: "I see. It means you are better than them, right?"

"of course!"

Augustus's tone was unequivocal and unquestionable.

"That's fine."

Wu Hui threw the ring into the air in a good mood, lifted his fingertips, and quickly landed on the ring with a majestic divine power, leaving a mark on it.

Almost instantly, a divine pattern with holy white light appeared on the ring, simple, but mysterious.

"You you you ... what have you done?" Augustus was so nervous that his voice changed, "What did you do to me?"

"Rest assured, it's just a simple contract. By the way, I can only see your existence." Wu Hui raised his hand to catch the ring, his tone was relaxed and pleasant. "Since you were a servant of the Dharma, you should be able to recognize it, This **** pattern is not only harmless to you, but it can nourish the soul. As long as you obediently obey and help me get things done, it will naturally be of your benefit. "

Then, he put the ring on his left finger.

The simple ring with a divine pattern has a mysterious atmosphere. When it is worn on the hand of his soul glowing with platinum and gold, he inexplicably reveals a majesty.

In these few words, the holy white light has been diffused with the gray-black energy group. In an instant, the gray-black energy mass seemed to be put into the oil pan, sounding a light sound of "Zrazla".

"Ahhhh ~ hahahaha ~ Itchy ~! Itchy! Tap gently! Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!"

The smoky lines of black smoke kept emerging from the wriggling gray-black energy mass, and even the old voice of Augustus was distorted, as if someone was stinging at him.

If it were a woman, it would be a little bit shouting like that, an old man ...

Wu Hui had a chill, and he did not hesitate to go on a divine spell, and banned his words directly.

The air was finally quiet.

Wu Hui breathed a sigh of relief, feeling comfortable throughout the body, and the whole person was relaxed a lot. That voice just now is so magical ...

Unconsciously, the holy white light has completely enveloped the entire gray-black energy group.

Between the plumes of black smoke, the grayish black color on the energy mass faded away quickly, and soon became pure and white. Although the overall volume of the energy mass has been reduced by half, it has also disappeared in the washing of this holy light, becoming more and more solid.

After a moment, the gray-black energy mass completely disappeared, and a little old man appeared above the ring.

The little old man was only the size of a thumb, his hair was white, and his spirit was emaciated. He looked like he didn't quite adapt to his new image, and was bowing his head in wonder.

This little old man is obviously Augustus.

Wu Hui noticed that the little old man was wearing a large gray robe that was dragged to his instep. He wore a wide brim hat called "huge" relative to his body shape, and a few brims were inserted into the broad brim hat. Colorful feathers.

This image is clearly the legendary image of an ancient magician.

The image of the soul cannot be fake. It seems that what the little old man said should be true.

He immediately resolved his moratorium, and the old man's excited voice came out immediately: "Hahaha ~ This spell is good, it can not only condense the soul, but it can also turn me into a human form. Poor old man, I wake up and sleep for countless years, It has always been a state of remnants, and I have forgotten what my human form looks like. "

"Promises ~" Wu Hui shrugged dismissively. "It's just a ghost soul, what's the matter? As long as you help me, let alone spirits, it's nothing to help you rebuild a body."

"Really, really, really? How easy is it to make a body, wouldn't you fool me?" Augustus dreamed of reuniting his soul. When he heard this, he suddenly became short of breath.

"Oh ~ don't believe it?" Wu Hui raised her eyebrows ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ and walked to the Huashengchi with her legs raised. "Go, take you to open your eyes."

Nowadays, the internal mechanism of God is becoming more and more perfect. Every day, there is a spiritualization to generate the people. When Wu Hui went, there was just one hero in the biochemical pool.

Augustus looked at a light element body from scratch with his eyes straight. Although this is not the human body, but the physical body where the elements condense. But this is also a living body!

"This, how can this be done?" Little old man Augustus felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted, and his mind was a little confused. "Is it so simple to be born again?"

If rebirth is so simple, what is his painstaking design these years?

"It's not difficult for those who meet."

Wu Hui's expression was dull.

It is really easy for the biochemical pond to make the body, as long as there is divine power. But in the core of the divine power of the Huashengchi, there is the power of a powerful law, which comes from the old light god's perception of life and soul, which is a power that mortals cannot imagine.

The master of this little old man may indeed have level 10 strength, but the directions that the magician delves into are generally the major elements. God knows how many times more than they are professional.

It can be said that this little old man tossing and tossing in the bright plane, struggling to give himself a body, the effect may not be as good as the body he just pinched in the biochemical pond.

Glancing at the little old man's skeptical expression, Wu Hui added lightly: "It is not difficult for me to create a human body. But whether to create it for you depends on your performance. "

"Yes, yes! I must perform well. From now on, I will be yours, and you will do whatever you want me to do."

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