638: C638 The Truth Kill!(1)

C638 The Truth Kill!(1)

Reg was shocked. He turned his head and saw that the old man, Sadron, had already soared into the sky. The two Devil Spirit Wings on his back stretched out and flew towards him at lightning speed.1

Damn it, he had been discovered.

Reg let out a low cry in his heart. He quickly made a decision in his heart. He still hadn't taken out his Battle Spirit Wing to escape. Judging from his opponent's strength, he was obviously stronger than him. If he wanted to escape, he wouldn't be faster than his opponent. He would definitely be caught by the opponent, and his own strength would be exposed.

Reg decided to stay behind.

Reg turned his head and pretended to be at a loss as he looked at Sadron, who was flying rapidly towards him. He was thinking about how to deal with the situation that might happen next.

Looking at the color of Sadron's Battle Spirit Wing, it should be a wind mage. It was just that he did not know how strong he was. If he was at the Zong level... Perhaps it would be easier to deal with him. If he entered the King level, then he would be in big trouble.

Sadron quickly arrived above Reg and landed about ten meters away from him. He stared at Reg with his eyes fixed on him, holding a portrait in his hand.

"Senior, you came here in a hurry. Is there anything you need?"

Sadron's originally kind face showed some ferociousness. He shook the portrait in his hand and showed it. His eyes were like snakes staring at Reg. "You are Reg. Magic, right?"

Reg was shocked. The portrait was actually depicting his appearance. Although it looked a little childish, Reg was sure that it was indeed the portrait of him.

A few years had passed, and Reg's temperament had completely changed. However, his appearance had not changed much. Although the painting was not exactly the same as his appearance, he could still tell if he looked carefully.

Looking at the portrait, Reg knew that he could not hide it anymore. He nodded frankly and said, "Yes, I am Reg. Fa, I don't need to say this, but you have already confirmed it, right?"

Sadron casually shook the portrait away from his face and said with a cold smile, "Good kid, you are really cunning. You actually lied to me. And you almost lied to me. If it wasn't for the fact that it looked familiar... Then, I took a closer look at the portrait. You really escaped right under my nose. "

Reg shook his head and asked, "What do you want?"

Sadron snorted and said, "What do you want? Of course I want to capture you. You are Aslang's student, right?"

Reg nodded and said, "Yes, he taught me how to learn combat power. Why do you want to deal with him?"

Sadron stared at Reg with a strange look in his eyes. "You practice the Water Battle Qi skill. I wonder what the name of the Battle Qi Spell you practice is?"

Reg was shocked. Sadron suddenly asked about the Battle Qi Spell he was practicing. Could it be that... he also suspected that the Battle Qi Spell he was practicing was the legendary Water Spirit Spell of the God Level Battle Qi Spell?

Reg recalled the time when he saw Uncle Lang. Uncle Lang's body stiffened, as if he had died. Obviously, he had been injured by someone. Could it be that he was injured by someone from the Odin Sword Sect? Could this Battle Qi Spell also be related to the Odin Sword Sect?

Reg quickly speculated in his heart, but he replied in a straightforward manner, "I am cultivating the Cold Ice Spell."

"Cold Ice Spell?" Sadron was slightly stunned, and his facial expression was a little strange. However, he immediately stared at Reg fiercely and said, "You are not lying to me?"

Reg shook his head and said, "I don't need to lie to you. I want to ask, why did you want to deal with Uncle Lang?"

Sadron's eyes swept over Reg from head to toe. He suddenly laughed and said, "Before you turned eighteen, you did not learn any combat power. You started to practice after you turned eighteen. Now, in just three to four years, you have actually reached the level of Mad Battle Master. Another Water Battle Qi skill. I'm afraid that other than the Battle Qi Spell, it has such a miraculous effect. There's no other Battle Qi Spell that can achieve this..."

"Hand over your Battle Qi Spell and I'll let you go."

Reg naturally couldn't hand it over. Even if it was fake, he couldn't hand over a Water Battle Qi skill called the Cold Ice Spell all of a sudden.

"The Battle Qi Spell is with Uncle Lang. You haven't answered me yet. Why are you all fighting Uncle Lang?"

Sadron shook his head and said, "Kid, let me tell you this. I'm afraid that the Battle Qi Spell you cultivate is the legendary God Level Battle Qi Spell Water Spirit Spell. That old man was actually willing to impart such a Battle Qi Spell to you. If it wasn't for your return... We still can't find you. You really don't want to walk the path of heaven. Since there is no gate to hell, you can just barge in and surrender. Otherwise... Don't blame me for suffering so much. "

Reg's heart was filled with shock. It really was the Water Spirit Spell!

The Cold Ice Spell that he cultivated was the God Level Battle Qi Spell Water Spirit Spell!

No wonder Uncle Lang told him not to reveal the Battle Qi Spell he was cultivating, and that he might even expose himself if he attacked someone. If he exposed himself, even the people of the Sacred Land would want to kill him. It turned out that the God Level Battle Qi Spell that he was cultivating was the real God Level Battle Qi Spell!

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