722 No One Can ...... What?

Zhao Mai's appearance was obviously unexpected by the ring spirit, but he did not stop his original movements because of that fist. The powerful Witch King of www.biquge.infoAngmar has already felt the breath of the Supreme Ring, and as long as he catches it, he will be able to retrieve this treasure for his master!

The method of encircling Wei to save Zhao seems to be useless for those who are not afraid of death or injury. Zhao Mai hit the black cloak of the ring spirit with one punch, but there was nothing underneath. The impact of the fist pierced the Ring Spirit without hindrance, directly breaking the rushing flood of the Xiangshui River. Suddenly, a big wave soared into the sky, and then smashed his head and face on the people on the west bank of the river. Not only were the rings and ghosts swept away, but the elves, humans, and halflings also staggered, and suddenly rushed away from the battlefield again, rolling out into the forest on the west bank, and the light of the torches was gone.

"This is the end of hope for humanity. "The iron hand is already on Frodo's body.

A dog's mouth suddenly appeared, biting down on the iron glove! Teeth pierced into the steel, slicing joints and twisting the Ringwraith's gauntlet uncharacteristically. Frodo broke away from the iron hand of the Ring Spirit and fell limply to the ground. He had completely lost consciousness, and his spirit began to enter the world of the dead.

The Witch King of Angmar roared in anger and became even darker, terrifying, and evil. Its body swelled with an endless will of evil, and its cloak and crown of steel were shrouded in a soaring murderous aura. The place where it should be the head and body is empty, and only the place where the eyes are flickering with a strange fire: "You are actually standing between the Ring Spirit and his prey." You know, no one in this world can kill me!"

"That's right!" Zhao Mai gritted his teeth and cast a natural transformation! The evil power of darkness and the good power of light were combined into one, and his strong physique and indisputable personality were perfectly integrated. A giant panda that Alda had never seen before stood between the Ring of the Rings and the One Ring. "Therefore, if you are not a man, I can kill you! What do you have to be proud of?"

"What is this?" replied to the ringing spirit. Zhao Mai's fist attack was too fast, not to say that someone, everyone present didn't see it clearly. After one set, there was no sound, no vibration, no effect.

"The art of change is meaningless, you are still a human being inside, and you can't hurt me. ”

"But I've been a human for a long time, and my dog told me how to beat you. Zhao Mai said: "Therefore, you are dead." ”

This sentence seemed to carry infinite magical power, and the body of the ring spirit dissipated with this sentence. Whether it was steel armor or a black cloak, there was nothing left. The evil aura of darkness lost its attachment and rose into the sky, then quickly fled southeast.

The reserve grain screamed in pain, covered his mouth and rolled on the ground. The power of the Witch King of Angmar's curse began to spread from its mouth, vowing to take the life of any offender. The Reserve Food has a unique bloodline, and every Immortal Elixir has not been left behind, so it will not die, but it will also suffer more torture because of it.

Zhao Mai's situation was not very good, and the power of the curse spread upwards along his fists. This is a method of application of the will power of the world, not a disease or a toxin, but only with the will of the world. But if there is no confrontation, there are naturally other ways. Zhao Mai used his psychic ability to make a knife and cut off his arms directly from his elbows.

The cursed power wrapped the severed arm and fell to the ground, and Zhao Mai first turned into an elemental and then back into a human form, using the recovery effect of the natural force in the process, coupled with Terrasqui's regenerative ability, he had regained his intact arms.

"Ah Liang, let me show you!" Zhao Mai hurriedly squatted down and looked at the dog whose face was already blue. The shape of the mouth, cursed by the power of darkness, was distorted, becoming hideous, evil, and eccentric. The reserve is like a crocodile's mouth, with shark and hippopotamus teeth inside. It looked at Zhao Mai with tears in its eyes, its paws gently scratching at Zhao Mai's arm.

"It's not going to work on it and then regenerate, cut off half of your head and you're dead. You're not a Z worm, and the regenerative power of the Terrasqui Elixir doesn't work as well on you as it does on me. Zhao Mai held the reserve grain in his arms, "I know it's very painful, bear with it, I know that someone can treat it." It's going to be fine, this curse won't kill you. ”

Reserve grain whined, rested his chin on Zhao Mai's shoulder, and his saliva flowed non-stop, feeling that he was particularly aggrieved as a dog that "saved the fate of mankind". Xiaohua also came out and patted him on the head to comfort him.

"Ah, by the way, there's one lying on the ground. Zhao Mai finally took aim at Frodo. "Hey, someone help, this kid is going to die!"

It was only by this time that the people of the West Bank ran back to the river soaking wet. The Xiangshui River had returned to calm, and the current had slowed down, so a group of people waded quickly. At first was a tall, straight male elf, with dazzling and beautiful blonde hair and bright and sharp eyes. He rushed ashore and hurriedly crouched down, his hand pressed to Frodo's left side of his chest.

"Ah......h He still hasn't woken up, but he won't continue to slide towards death for the time being. The elf stood up with Frodo in his arms and nodded to Zhao Mai: "Thank you for your help, I'm Glorfindel, may I ask ......?"

Zhao Mai quickly recalled that the huge wave he set off with his punch before should have knocked them all flying, and it was impossible to see him transform into a panda and fight afterward. The witch king Angmar was killed by him, and he would not come back to testify against him, and Frodo was in a coma the whole time, and he didn't know anything. Therefore he cast an elven apparition and said, "Great Lord of the Golden Flower, I am Celebrim, the sinner of the elves. ”

"There's a reason why you didn't go to Valinor!" Glorfindel bowed slightly, and said, "No, it was Sauron who committed the crime, and your mistakes have been offset by your bravery. Come on, follow me, this is not the right place, Elrond is waiting for us in front. ”

Zhao Mai held the dog, Glorfindel held the halfling, followed by Aragorn, Sam, Pippin, and Merry, then the brothers and sisters Zeratul and Thrandis, and a few horses. They followed a moss-covered, white gravel path along the valley and snaked along the mountain wall, turning two woods before they finally came to the elven valley, Rivendell.

The warm and soft light shines on the treetops, which are filled with the fragrance of trees and flowers, vibrant and not too fast, and surrounded by a hopeful and peaceful atmosphere. Pain and sorrow were cut off from the valley, and the mouth was swollen like a sausage, and the head was raised, forgetting the pain, and looking around curiously.

The white gravel road branched off in front of it. One leads to the elves' palace on the mountainside, and the other leads down to the river. On the green grass by the gurgling water, many elves are singing and playing, enjoying a carefree and happy time. Elrond, the Elven King, was waiting for them on the way to the palace, smiling but with a hint of sorrow between his brows.