None of these legendary masters is a lone ranger, and no lone ranger can reach where they are today. They all have their own forces and countries behind them.
A young, powerful being who could ban magic and then choose revenge would be a terrifying thing. ——They might not be afraid, but would their descendants, as well as their subjects, be afraid?
These two points alone are enough to make these legendary masters hesitate.
"If no one comes to try, then I'll be sorry to not accompany you."
Xu Xianxian stood there for a long time, but no legendary wizard took action. She just sneered with a hint of sarcasm, and left with Su Changyun and the others.
By the way, he stepped on Wu Feng and his men who were trying to escape secretly and killed them.
Outside Tianguang City, at the entrance of Daguangming Palace.
Xu Xianxian sent Su Changyun and the others to the door and said, "Elder Su, this is not a place for you to stay. Please go back and take charge of family affairs."
"Yuechen, you..."
Su Changyun looked up at her, only to find that her dark eyes were so piercing and cold. He knew that she was not emitting hostility, but rather the essential difference in life and the natural oppression on the soul, which made him instinctively feel panic and terror.
The other party may even have condensed the true spirit recorded in the classics.
Su Changyun had no way of knowing that Xu Xianxian had opened the door to her bloodline, absorbed the remains of the first generation demigod of the forbidden bloodline, and also devoured most of the essence of the fourteen-ring peak-level mage, the Sewing Guardian, thereby making the Dark Extreme True Soul Technique advance by leaps and bounds, and even condensed the embryonic form of power.
He only knew that such earth-shaking changes had occurred in just a few months since their last meeting, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
The leap from the eleventh ring to the peak of the fourteenth ring is something that an ordinary great wizard may not be able to achieve even after hundreds of years of hard practice. How did Su Yuechen, a young man who had just reached adulthood, do it?
"Be careful in everything."
Su Changyun didn't ask the question in the end. He just nodded, gave a few instructions, and walked straight to the entrance.
Xu Xianxian looked at the other person's back, shook her head, and took out a small brocade bag from her bosom. She injected some of the Dan Qi of the Dark Extreme True Soul Art into it. "Elder Su, this brocade bag contains some of my remaining power. When you encounter danger, you can release it. It is equivalent to the forbidden spell of the first level of the fifth legendary level."
Just when Su Changyun and his companions had completely left, Xu Xianxian's expression suddenly froze. She turned around and saw that the sun in the sky was suddenly obscured.
The next moment, a giant dark red hand stretched out from the middle, and directly tore the sun in the palace apart as if tearing a layer of white paper!
"This hellish destructive force... no... how is it possible... How could the tentacles of the Dark Crimson Book reach here?"
Feeling the unconcealed terrifying power, Xu Xianxian was not unfamiliar with it. She had come into contact with similar auras in different time and space and different worlds, so at this moment her eyes froze and her tone finally showed some hesitation.
The rabbit hairpin in her hair suddenly lit up with red light, then quickly dimmed.
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