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Jessica also summoned a stone table, and with a touch of her wand, a clear spring erupted from the end of the wand, forming a mirror that reflected her surroundings, and then, she bit her fingertip and dripped a drop of blood into the water.

"Lend me your magic and don't resist my will." Jessica said, Zhan Lan felt that his magic pool seemed to have opened an opening, and the magic power continued to flow out and merge into the other party's water mirror.

Jessica chanted a spell, and it was shown in the water mirror, and a white mist suddenly appeared in the sky where everyone was, and a large stream of water vapor around it was attracted by it, and it was continuously merging into it, and in about thirty seconds or so, a cloud had appeared in the water mirror, and it was raining, but the rain was falling in the other direction.

After the clouds formed, the hail and snow fell significantly less, about eight layers or so, which made Gandalf gasp for breath.

On the other side, the crystal ball rotated rapidly, revealing a black tower, and at the top of the tower, a white wizard was chanting a spell with a staff in hand.

"Hmph, I found you." A sinister smile appeared on Chen Ping's face and he began to chant the spell.

In the sky above Salaman, suddenly there was a small dark cloud, and this dark cloud spread out in all directions, revealing the black space in the middle, and the powerful lightning power emblemmed in it, making a slight zizz sound.

Suddenly, the black light lit up, like a million suns, and a pillar of thunder several meters in a radius roared and bombarded down.

Shalaman jerked his head up, and a shield appeared above the tower, but the shield was destroyed in just a moment, and the thunder pillar became about a meter square.

Shalaman's robe lit up with countless bright symbols, and he raised the staff in his hand high, and greeted the gem at the end of the staff towards the thunder pillar.

"Boom"

The entire mage tower shook a little, and when the thunder dispersed, a swarthy ** old man stood there miserably, his hair turned white to charcoal ash, and he was still sparking.

"Mistra is down, it's really worthy of Maia's body, legendary spells ------ death thunder can't kill you." Seeing Shalaman waving the remaining half of his staff like thunder, moving the defense of the Mage Tower, Chen Ping sighed and said.

The crystal ball flickered, and the scene in it disappeared, even Chen Ping, who wanted to die with the protection of the mage tower, was still a little reluctant.

"Vera, you actually defeated Shalaman." Gandalf exclaimed in surprise.

"But it doesn't make sense." Chen Ping took out two bottles of magic potion, handed one over, and drank slowly: "Shalaman is a powerful wizard, even if you and I join forces, he can't take advantage of the mage tower, and the battle just now is enough for Shalaman to know our itinerary, and under the surveillance of Sauron's magic eye, we can't go this way." If I were Shalaman, I would just summon a flock of big birds, let them hold on to the boulders and attack us, and seal off the way ahead, and we'd be stranded on this damn snowy mountain.

"I don't want to admit it, but you're right, okay, let's go to the Moriah Pit." Gandalf sighed and said stupidly.

The descent was much faster than the uphill, and Jessica and Zhan Lan teamed up to build a series of sliding trails with ice and snow, and after only one day's work, everyone returned to the bottom of the mountain.

The road to Moria's pit was filled with pools and swamps, but after two interceptions, the hobbits began to harden, and the members of the Fellowship of the Ring began to form a common understanding with the reincarnations. This made the team move forward more efficiently, and before the next resonance of the Ring, the group reached the entrance to the Moria's Pit, a small dry area between the lake and the cliff.

On the edge of it was a deep pool, the water was dark green, and in the depths of the water, countless shadows intertwined into a dark net, and just by looking at it, a feeling of fear arose.

"Look here", Gandalf raised his wand, the white light of the wand cast on the gray rock, but there was nothing on it.

Gandalf held out his hand, fiddling with the greystone. At first, only pale gossamer characters appeared, only to flicker in the light when the light passed, but gradually the shape could be guessed.

At the top, there is an arch carved with intertwined elven characters. Underneath, though the handwriting is blurred and broken, the entire outline is visible as an anvil and hammer, topped with a crown of seven stars. There are two trees below, each carrying a round of crescent moon. In the middle of the door, a single star shimmered in all directions.

"It's the symbol of Turin and the tree of the Highland Elves!" Legolas said.

"And the stars of the Fianan," said Gandalf, "they are written in Isildian script, and can only be reflected by the light of the stars and the moon, and will not disappear until they are touched by the now long-forgotten speakers of the Central Plains." I've heard this legend for a long time, and it just so happens that I have a moon stone on my wand. Let's see what is written above: Gate of Turin, King of Moria. Friend, talk again. The small and faint print underneath reads: I, Narvi, manufactured. ”

"Zhang Liang!" While Gandalf was studying the rune that opened the door, Zheng Zhe and Xiao Honglu walked over.

"What's the matter?" Chen Ping asked.

"If the plot hasn't changed, there should be a big octopus here, and it should be worth at least a B-level side plot, is there a way to get rid of it?" Xiao Honglu asked.

"It's not a good idea, I think you should feel it, Zheng Zhe?" Chen Pingdao.

"You mean, those two guys who are secretly following us?" Zheng Zhe pondered for a moment and replied.

"It's not two, it's three, and one is hidden in the shadows, it should be that Zhao Fukong." Chen Ping said, "They were more calm than we thought, and I tried to lure him out several times along the way, but they were not fooled." ”

As he spoke, he raised a finger, and a blade of wind condensed at his fingertips, flying towards a shadow, and suddenly a dying hiss of a rat creature rang out from it.

"The smell of death, no matter how many times you experience it, is so intoxicating." Thousands of meters away from everyone, in a shadow, the figure of a long man appeared, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying red light.

"Captain?" Vincent asked uneasily, if it was the first time he had seen this terrible man as impatient as he was now, he had already worked on four episodes with Zhao Fukong.

"Hmph, nothing! This time the prey was more alert and dangerous than any other, but the more it did, the more it spurred me to grow. Zhao said emptyly.

One of the abilities of the Doomsday Assassin is to attach his soul fragments to creatures such as rats and snakes, and use them to observe or approach his targets, and through the mysterious dark spell, he can swap places with his soul host in an instant, and deliver a terrifying blow, but if the soul host is killed, he will also take mental damage.

This was the third time, and as soon as the soul host he released approached the opposing team, the black-robed mage would suddenly strike and kill, which caused him a constant headache, but also made his assassin's blood excited.

"I need them to mess up so that it can give me a chance. By the way, I remember something, something in this pool, maybe it can help me. ”

Zhao Weikong said, pulled out a few long steel wires from the bag, and braided them with great dexterity with both hands, I don't know why, the steel wires that were originally silver-white turned black as soon as they touched his hands, and in less than a minute, a wrought iron puppet more than one meter long and full of steel punk style was completed.

"Shadows, souls, fears, diseases, disasters, my little things, go, go and mix up this pool of water, and bring them a lovely toy."

The golem with its long wire tentacles made a low gurgling sound, like the laughter of an evil witch, and it snaked its way like a snake, quickly sliding into the waterhole and diving deeper.

It was clear that Gandalf had forgotten something important, and he used his staff to caress the silver star in the middle of the ferromagnetic image. Started muttering something:

"Anan, Ed Herren, run Drob Amen! Furnas, Tail Ge Hilim, Rasto, Beth Ramon! ”

His voice was imbued with majesty. The silver velvet strip was gone, but the dark gray stone did not move.

Many, many times, he repeated these words in different orders and variations. Then try other spells, one after the other, sometimes passionately, sometimes softly. Then, he used Elvish monophonics again. Nothing was born. The cliff towers high and melts into the night, countless small stars rise in the sky, the wind blows coldly, and the gate is still as safe as a rock.

Finally he threw his wand on the ground in anger, and he forgot the spell to open the door.