Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth accident(1/2)
"If you want to use the origin of a pure blood moon elf to heal your bloodline unstable, you really dare to think ..."
In the palace, Ari looked at Yal in front of him, and said lightly.
A pure blood moon elves, no matter where it is extremely precious.
This not only means a big wizard who has achieved at least fourth levels in the future, but also means the potential of descendants.
A pure bloody wizard, if there is no accident in the future, can inevitably develop a huge family, and many descendants with moon elves can appear.
For a force, the meaning is self -evident.
Any power to get a pure blood of the moon elves must be careless, protect it as a baby, and dare not hurt it a little.
And Yar in front of him was good, and he wanted to sacrifice a pure blood, just to cure his own blood.
If this is known by others, he will inevitably scold him to be mad and scold the prodigal son.
Even if it is the son of the son of the sun, the blood is the same.
After all, although Ari is only the pure blood of the moon elves, it has grown to the pinnacle of the fourth order before. In the future, there is also hope that it will be promoted to the fifth level. The potential is not bad than Yal.
What's more, he is still a master of a pharmacy. When it comes to this value, even if it is the entire high domain, few people can compare with him.
"How about the pure blood of the moon elves ..."
Looking at Adil, Yal smiled coldly.
"In this world, after all, the strong man said."
"Adir, I admit that you have the potential. At this moment, it has reached the end of the fourth order. In the future, it will be promoted to the fifth level or even the sixth level. It is very likely ..."
"But so?"
His face was cold, and he looked at Ari in front of his eyes. A face was full of sneer: "Unprecedented changes are coming, and the collision between the wizard world and the natural disaster world is about to begin.
In the middle, the fifth -order wizard, what can the sixth -order wizard count? "
"Only the real peak, the seventh -order wizard standing in the highest field can we lead the elves to walk out of their own way in this situation!"
"So, do you think he can be promoted to the seventh order?" Ari couldn't help spoken, his face was full of sneer.
"Why not?"
Yal asked: "As long as you kill you and use your origin to stabilize your own blood, I will inevitably be recognized by the Emerald Sword and get the inheritance and strength left by the son of the emerald.
There is no hope. "
"I am the king of the Elf clan. As long as I can inherit the sword of the emerald, the legacy left by the mother of jadeite in the past will inevitably be inherited by me. The promotion of seventh order is just a matter of time!"
He laughed, and his handsome face was full of confidence.
Ali almost didn't laugh.
Others may not know, but he understands it very well. It is basically impossible to achieve the words in Yalkou.
Not to mention that without the blood of the blood, after swallowing Ari's blood, how much can Yal's own blood veins grow.
Just inheriting the legacy of the mother of emerald alone, most of them are impossible to do it.
At that time, the wizarding world was defeated, the curse of natural disasters spread along the blood of the mother of jade, and finally spread to the entire elf family.
At this moment, the original emerald's son cut off the line of the bloodline of the elf clan and the mother of emerald, so that the curse of the natural disaster did not continue to spread, thereby maintaining the entire elf family.
Although the elves are still claimed to be the descendants of the mother of jadeite, they have not actually contacted the mother of jade.
Not to mention how many sites left in the mother of the jadeite that year, even if the mother of the emerald really left, it is also the authentic heir to inherit the Audier, and it is not the roll of Yal.
This outsider.
After all, compared to the elves who have long cut off the blood connection with the mother of emeralds, Arudie, the son of the orthodox elf blood, should be the orthodox heirs of the mother of jadeite.
"Don't talk about your ideas can be realized ..."
Standing in place, in the end, Ari still laughed: "Just now, you can eat me?"
Not to mention that Ari had already become level 6, even if he passed, when he was still the fourth -order wizard, he had defeated Yal once.
It was only hundreds of years before the beginning of the time. He really couldn't understand that where the confidence of Yal was the origin of his blood.
"Do you really think, that battle was my entire strength?"
In front of, Yal was expressionless, looking at Arudie coldly and said.
"Isn't it?"
Audier sneered on his face.
If it is someone else, it does not rule out the possibility of intentionally concealing its own strength.
But for Yar, who is proud of his personality and is affected by blood disease, and is extremely unstable, it is unlikely.
If it is really strength, it can deal with Ari, and Yal has already used it as early as the war at the beginning, so why not wait until now.
To know that battle, Audier defeated Yal's face in front of many wizards in the Tower of Emerald. It was very serious about his majesty.
If you really have a hidden strength, it doesn't make sense to use the original battle.
"If it is in the outside world, I do have no way to take you."
In front, Yal's face was expressionless, and his voice was murderous: "But here is not necessarily ..."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Audier's subconscious feeling is a bit wrong.
The next moment, before he reacted, a dark shadow quickly rushed from the surroundings.
The power of the huge field came from the moment, and it was connected to the power of the emerald around the moment, which instantly turned into a precise and huge witch array instantly, shrouded in Ari's body.
In the past, in a moment, a chain spread from Ari, extended along his whole body, and was locked here for a moment.
A thick pressure came from all directions, as if a small world was pressed on the body, it was extremely heavy.
If you are really a fourth -order wizard, let alone fight with others at this moment, I am afraid that you ca n’t even move your fingers.
In place, Ari's face was calm, and turned to look aside.
There, a black shadow has appeared.
It is a very vague shadow, which looks like a human figure, which is similar to the elves, but it is very tall and three meters high. Among them, there is a strange and deep atmosphere.
I feel a little familiar.
"This familiar and disgusting breath ..."
In place, looking at the dark shadow in front of me, Ari frowned: "Natural disasters?"
At the beginning, a long time ago, Ari had seen a natural disaster lord transformed from the blood wizard.
The other party's body is full of a weird and deep natural disaster.
It is almost exactly the same as the strange force on the black shadow.
"Can you recognize this is the power of natural disasters?"
Listening to A Dire's words, the dark shadow was a little surprised, don't look at Arudie: "It seems that you have seen my similar kind before?"
For this sentence, Ari did not respond, but just turned around silently, looking at Yal in the distance: "Collecting the natural disaster lord, do you know what you are doing?"
He looked cold, looking at Yal's coldly.
"Of course I know what I am doing ..."
Yal's face was cold, and came down from the altar in the front, to the front of Ari.
"But you don't need to control these ..."
"Take the source of your body, integrate it with me ..."
A golden sword broke out in an instant and went towards Ari's chest.
"It's over ..."
Looking at the scene in front of her eyes, Yaer's bloodthirsty smile appeared on her face, as if I saw the next scene.
But the next moment, he stunned.
A few meters away from Ari, Yal was stunned in place, and looked at his chest.
I saw there, a black claw is passing through there, and a golden heart was caught directly.
"You ... you ..."
He barely turned around, looking at the shadow on the side, his face was full of surprise and unbelievable.
"You want to ask, why can I come down from the seal above, and why can I use it to you, right ..."
In front of him, there were some changes on the face of the black shadow, and a expression of squeezing out seemed to be smiling: "These still have to thank you."
"If it wasn't for the blood of the elves you contributed, how could I go from the altar so smoothly?"
"At first you were about to shatter, I saved you ..." Yal's body stiffened in place, looking at the dark shadow in front of me, and made a sound with the last strength.
"Yeah, I was about to be shattered at first, and the last strength will be worn out. You saved me."
To be continued...