Lancer's pupils narrowed for a while, and he didn't hide the words on the bridge just now that he could liberate the treasure, so he naturally heard it clearly. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he burst into flames and rushed straight at Mordred, whose magic had begun to converge frantically. There are only two ways to crack the treasure, the first is to avoid all the speed, and the second is to interrupt the opponent's real name liberation or accumulate magic power by all means before the opponent attacks, but this is extremely dangerous in either way!

Lancer chose the latter, because only the Heroic Spirit can know the so-called Heroic Spirit, this kind of power that exists beyond the concept of common sense, if the killer thing can really be easily avoided, then it is not called a killer weapon, it is difficult to cause direct or indirect damage to the opponent, and it can also be used as a last killing move against the enemy, then this Heroic Spirit is really a little too pitiful. Therefore, interrupting the liberation of the other party is undoubtedly the most suitable choice in a short period of time, but compared to the concept of short time, the liberation of the treasure is shorter than this!

Pillars of dark red magic light rise into the sky! It would be too one-sided to say that this is a simple light, it is a collection of high concentration of magical power, accompanied by a huge squeezing heat and a terrifying product of the mysterious power unique to the treasure! At this moment, Qing silently looked at the light that burned the sky like a flame, "It's really a very similar power--- Along with this thought in his mind, there was also a vague memory of ten years ago, full of terror and the stinging feeling that tore everything apart condensed in his chest again, and it burned violently.

Unconsciously, he was clenched tightly, and the solid steel railing was deformed, looking like violently squeezed toothpaste. At this moment, Lancer's roar was heard, "Piercing Deaththorn Spear!" Qing's consciousness suddenly woke up from his memory, and Lancer actually liberated the treasure first! The accumulation magic of the human treasure is indeed faster than the military treasure to reach the liberation standard, but! After all, the spearman has been a beat slower, and he will never be able to catch up in this short time!

Crushing all the crimson slashes that shattered all obstacles, the air, the space, and the cloudy sky trembled under the slashing power, a power that transcended the hatred of someone in the past and present, and made this sword enough to destroy everything! And there is no so-called calmness in the face of this power, before the impact of the dark red wave of the terrifying slash, Lancer did not hesitate to project the red spear in his hand, no one could see what kind of expression he was at the moment, he just quietly watched the slash envelop him.

The slender spear slashed like a sewing needle, tearing everything, tearing light, tearing magic, it was a desperate blow, Lancer's last struggle. Mordred's eyes were only on Lancer at the moment, but the shot he threw was too dazzling in all the magical light, and in an instant, it had already reached her, drawing his sword and resisting.

Everything ended in an instant, the dark clouds in the sky were blown away and closed again, and the water that was shaken into the air by the huge force of the Wei Yuanchuan fell tricklingly, covering the dust that had been raised by the impact and landing to the ground to declare that everything was over.

Qing stood quietly with his eyes closed, and the falling water droplets almost enveloped the entire bridge on the river surface, due to the huge impact just now, the entire bridge deck was originally a mess of vehicles coming and going at the moment, and the slash landed like a huge earthquake almost collapsed the bridge, and the rumors of the bomb attack did not know where everyone fell into a panic, pushing and fleeing the bridge. And everything under the bridge, no one knows---