sorcerer immortal

McDougall was able to tell Adiel's identity in one go, obviously he was not simple.

"you flatter me......"

Looking at Adier in front of him, Mike took a deep breath, feeling a little complicated in his heart at this moment.

Around, in the spacious wizard tower, with the arrival of McDowell, the formation spirits in the wizard tower began to retreat spontaneously, and the surrounding terrifying formations that were originally in charge of vigilance retracted spontaneously, no longer showing their strength.

"You have completely canceled the defenses in the Wizard Tower, aren't you afraid of what I might do inside?"

Looking at the Wizard's Tower, which began to change constantly, Adier asked with a calm expression and interest.

"You are laughing."

McDougall shook his head, and said seriously: "If you really want to attack me, how can a mere witch formation be able to stop you?"

That's right.

With Adil's current strength, dealing with the current McDougall, not to mention a mere family of wizard towers, even a real seventh-order existence standing here, can't stop him.

After all, after tens of thousands of years of precipitation, driven by the power of the emerald world, at this moment Adier's strength has reached the limit of the seventh level, which is only one step away from the eighth level.

With this level of power, even if a real seventh-order came, he might be able to protect himself barely, but it was impossible to keep McDougall in front of Adil.

At the same place, looking at McDougall, Adil nodded, which was regarded as acknowledging McDougall's statement.

Then, he raised his head and looked to the side, as if he felt something.

"It's rare for a distinguished guest to come. It's too impolite for you to let the guest stand here, Mike."

A voice sounded in the distance, the voice seemed a little flat, full of vicissitudes, like an old man who lived for a long time.

Under Adier's gaze, in the distance, a very old but energetic old man wearing a gray robe stepped out and came silently in front of Adier.

His appearance looks very ordinary, and his aura is also very ordinary, just like an ordinary old man, without any special features.

But as the old man approached, the surrounding atmosphere couldn't help but change somewhat.

Adier's attention and sight were instantly attracted by the old man, his eyes fixed on the old man, and he no longer paid attention to Mike who was beside him.

"Do all ancient wizards like to dress like you?"

After being silent for a long time, Adier shook his head and said again: "Your wizard robe is too old, should you change it?"

"Is it?"

There was some surprise on the old man's face: "This is our latest style back then, don't you think it looks good?"

"Teacher Chimudan."

Looking at the old man walking in front of him, McDowell bowed slightly and saluted respectfully.

"Chimudan, which ancient wizard are you?"

Saying this name, Adier shook his head, his face was calm, and he asked.

"The name and glory of the past have already been deeply buried in the years now, so why mention it again?"

Chimudan shook his head, looked at Adil in front of him again, and smiled on his face: "It's you, the new emerald master. I have longed for your existence for a long time."

"This time, I finally saw it."

Chapter 829

"Emerald Ruler..."

Standing where he was, Adier silently read the name, then raised his head: "You seem...to be very familiar with the former Emerald Lord..."

The tone of the person in front of him was very calm when he spoke just now, but when he mentioned the name Jade Lord, his mood fluctuated a little.

This unique reaction was immediately noticed by Adier.

"good."

Standing in front of Adil, looking at Adil in front of him, Chimudan looked a little surprised, and nodded at Adil: "I and the former Jade Master are good friends."

The former emerald ruler is the mother of emeralds.

The person in front of me is a good friend of the former Emerald Lord, that is to say, a friend of the former Emerald Mother?

Adiel couldn't help being taken aback.

The age of the Emerald Mother's existence can no longer be studied, but judging from its strength and some experience, it is definitely one of the oldest ancient wizards.

If the person in front of him is a good friend of the Emerald Mother, not only his own strength is extremely terrifying, but his qualifications may have reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine.

However, Adiel was not surprised by this.

This is basically the case for ancient wizards.

Those who have been able to live from ancient times to the present are basically all real antiques, and each of them may be older than some worlds, reaching a terrifying level.

For this kind of existence, time has already lost its meaning, and the seniority is just a matter of course.

"Please come with me."

On the side, after Chimudan's arrival, McDougall seemed to have regained his composure. He took a deep breath at this moment, and saluted Adil: "It's not very good for the distinguished guest to stand here all the time. .”

"Please come with me."

He said so, seeing Adier nodded, then turned around and walked to the side.

Silently followed behind McDowell, Adil's face was calm, and he stood side by side with Chimutan silently.

Their faces were all calm, and they didn't open their mouths to speak. The scene seemed very peaceful for a while.

However, this is only superficial.

In fact, at this moment, with the official meeting of the two seventh-level wizards, a silent collision has already begun and is unfolding secretly.

One after another breaths exploded in the dark, the surrounding space gradually undulated, and a strong hazy feeling rose.

With the meeting of two seventh-level wizards, secretly, the arrangement of microscopic particles is changing.

In the surrounding space, the most basic microcosmic particles are constantly surging. At this moment, accompanied by the aura of the two wizards, they begin to arrange spontaneously, and gradually form one after another microcosmic wizard arrays. Gather in, confront.

This kind of confrontation does not involve strength, it is not a pure competition of strength, but a competition and fighting in knowledge and experience.

Microscopic particles exist in everything, and there are countless microscopic particles floating in almost every inch of space.