Lynn doesn't explain either.

"Mountains. ”

He groaned softly, and waved his whip, and his mana was rampant.

Sophia was still in doubt, when she suddenly found that the sky was dark and the earth was shaking, and she was suddenly startled.

When she looked up, she saw mountains flying from all directions, covering the sun in the sky and darkening the earth. The earth shook because of the turmoil caused by these hundred-foot-high and thousand-foot-high mountains rising from the ground!

"Brother. Sophia grabbed Lynn, for fear that Lynn would accidentally drop the mountain and smash it on them.

"Haha!" Lynn laughed, waving the mountain whip, and the mountains flying in the distance fell one by one according to the established orientation, perfectly combined with the leylines.

Lynn was a mixed army in his previous life, and he was proficient in the art of battle formations, and he also dabbled in the way of formations.

This time the Qingtian Dao Sect was established, and Lynn personally moved to the mountain to form a natural formation to protect the mountain gate of the Qingtian Dao Sect.

As the mountains fell, the formation gradually took shape.

This formation is nothing in the Reckless Continent, but in the Muen Continent, it is really unbelievable to form a formation with mountain peaks.

When Lynn moved the mountain, there was a lot of movement.

The legends of the Muen Continent cast their eyes one after another, feeling the magic of Ivan's direction, the law of fluctuations and the changing leylines, and their eyes were shocked!

Take the peaks of the mountains, such as probing the bag. This kind of manipulation of mountains and rocks is not even as good as Lynn!

Many legends thought that if they were to fight against Lynn, Lynn moved to the mountains to suppress them, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother. ”

There was a slight glint in Sophia's eyes.

She has always believed that her brother is a strong man, and no one is her brother's opponent. Today, when I saw Lynn's god-like methods, I realized how strong my brother was.

Lynn moved the mountain peaks, pulled the leylines, and the formation was formed.

The infinite vitality between heaven and earth gathers, condenses a radius of hundreds of miles, and between the mountains, the vitality turns into fog, which can be called the blessed land of Lingshan!

"Thirty-nine peaks, twelve leylines, that's enough!"

The thirty-nine peaks are centered on the nameless mountain at the beginning, and twelve leylines crisscross each other, each of which suppresses a leyline node.

Lynn looked at her masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

With his current mana, this step is already the limit. At this time, his body was empty, and he had no mana. Fortunately, the vitality gathered here, Lynn opened his mouth, swallowed countless vitality, and slowly recovered his mana.

......

In Ivan's leadership, the Qingtian Dao Sect opened the mountain, and it was busy.

Thousands of miles away, in the northern part of the Muen Continent, the orc steppe.

Hecarim's wings trembled, and in an instant. Along the way, the orc powerhouses along the way raised their heads one after another, with doubts in their eyes.

Viewed from above, the orc savannah is magnificent.

The endless grass swayed, and the earth undulated like waves.

On the grassland, there are werewolf warriors with wolf heads hunting ironclad cattle, pig people with ugly pig heads driving sheep to graze, and minotaurs running wild and fighting......

The area of the orc savannah, unknown to its vastness, Hekarim flew over countless tribes, and suddenly stopped.

Below, dozens of Red Wing warriors with wings on their backs and eagle heads soared into the sky.

The Red Wing Clan is the product of the combination of humans and the Warcraft Red Wing Eagle, with the flying and magical abilities of the Red Wing Eagle, and the advantages of humans, they are extremely talented, and they are all born warriors and magicians!

The Red Wings are good at fire magic, and as soon as they fan their wings, there are fireballs and waves of fire rising.

"If you can't escape, surrender!"

"Centaur, tied up!"

"Haha! Look at them, they still want to charge. ”

......

Dozens of Red Wing warriors spat out and laughed wildly.

In their encirclement, dozens of centaurs charged wildly. They use wind magic to bless themselves, and they defend themselves with spears.

However, the Red Wing warriors are super strong, have the ability to fly, and are extremely flexible. The centaur warrior could only be beaten passively, and soon suffered many more injuries on his body.

The Red Wing warriors didn't seem to want to kill the Centaur warriors, the injuries were enough to make them resistless, but not enough to kill them.

One by one, the centaur warriors fell, bound in chains by the Red Wing warriors who had been prepared.

So.

The number of centaur warriors is getting smaller and smaller, and it won't be long before the centaurs are wiped out.

Horizon.

Hecarim's eyes were filled with rage, and his wings whistled as lightning bolts swept through the air.

Everywhere he passed, blood flowers bloomed!

The originally extremely powerful Red Wing warrior was actually killed by Hekarim, and no one was left!

The surviving centaur warriors looked at Hecarim and saw Hecarim's massive body, and their eyes showed surprise and fanaticism.

"I am Hekarim, the god of war chasing the wind, you ...... wait"

......

The orc steppe is changing.

The centaur clan, which has been chased by the Red Wing clan for nearly a hundred years, ushered in the dawn, and the demigod powerhouse of the centaur clan who disappeared 10,000 years ago, Hekarim, the god of war chasing the wind, has returned strongly, which really makes the centaur clan who are close to extinction ecstatic.

Hecarim led the remaining centaur warriors to attack the Red Wing lair in an invincible manner.

In that battle, Hecarim fought alone against the three legends of the Red Wing Clan and the seventy-six Sacred Domains, the Wind Magic Roaring Wind Dragon destroyed two legends in a row, and the seventy-six Red Wing Clan's Sacred Domains all fell, leaving only one legend to flee far away.

The patriarch of the Red Wing Clan, the legendary level of the Three Flames Red Wing confronted Hecarim, and was strangled by Hecarim's storm to strangle the sky!

The power of World War I shocked countless orc races and tribes.

The wind-chasing god of war Hekarim is back with a great record!

The major tribes sent congratulatory gifts to show their submission.

For a time, Hecarim gathered more than half of the tribes of the orc steppe, and the momentum was far inferior to that of the orc royal court.

One mountain does not allow two tigers!

The big battle between the two sides is just around the corner.

......

The human realm has very little understanding of the deeds of the orc steppe, and even if the orc savannah has a shocking change, the seven great empires of mankind are only fighting for life and death, and they don't care.

Sacred Grove Empire, Province of Eddar.

The province of Elder is adjacent to the province of Jacob of the Rock Empire, and borders the Ivan Territory.

In recent days, the flow of warriors, magicians, and even ordinary people in the province of Eddid has skyrocketed. Waves of groups or groups of three or five, or solitary shadows, crossed the province of Eddar and entered the territory of Ivan.

Among them, most of them are ordinary people over the age of 20 and under the age of 30.

Doren carried a huge bag, which was so heavy that it was about to crush him.

Looking from the outside of the bag, you can vaguely see that it is full of brick-like hard objects.

"Elder Province!"

"It's coming. ”

"After the province of Elder, it is Ivan. When you get to Ivan, you won't be far from the stone leader. ”

Duolun wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead to cheer himself up.

He set out from the Morning Wind Province in the southeast of the Sacred Forest Empire, almost spanning most of the Sacred Forest Empire, and wore out seven pairs of shoes before he came to the Elder Province with difficulty.

But Doron didn't feel bitter.

He is twenty-seven years old.

Ten years ago, at the beginning of the Magic Academy, he had participated in the Magic Academy's admissions assessment, and his low-level elemental affinity and low-level spiritual power could not allow him to pass the assessment.

He doesn't believe in fate and collects books everywhere, hoping to find a way to improve his talent.

In the past ten years, he has read tens of thousands of books. Some were borrowed, and some were bought by their own hard work. For the first three years, he went to the assessment every year, and was brushed off every year.

In the fourth year, he was already twenty-one years old, beyond the age of admission to the Academy of Magic, and completely hopeless.

Duolun was unwilling.

Muen Continent, magic flourishes. Joining the Academy of Magic and becoming a magician is the best way to get ahead. But instead of getting ahead, he was interested in the unknown, and even more so in magical magic.

Since the age of ten, I came across a legendary book about magicians, and I have been obsessed with it. When they are a little older, they start looking for traces of the magician. Until the world was in turmoil, magicians were born one after another, and the magic academy was established, Duolun felt that his opportunity had come.

Pity!

Lacking in talent, he could only look at the noble gate of magic, but he was blocked from it.

Friends told him it was their fate.

Doren doesn't believe in fate.

He risked his life to enter the swamp forest, the holy land of mercenary adventures, and was lucky enough to get a meditation method from a dead mercenary.

Duolun is like a treasure.

In the past seven years, he has been practicing meditation perfectly.

However, the cultivation of magic requires extremely high talent. He had been cultivating for seven years, and his mental power had grown pitifully, and his magic power could not even release a normal fireball technique.

Duolun rummaged through the books and couldn't find any way.

As he gets older, even the optimistic Duolun is on the verge of despair.

At this moment, the berserker mage Lynn appeared strongly. Ten years ago, the invincible berserk mage in the Sanctuary has become a legend ten years later!

Moreover, Lynn also has to form a force and establish the Qingtian Dao Sect.

Duolun felt that the name of the Qingtian Dao Sect was very strange, and it was different from names like Rock Domain and Sacred Forest Tower. The rules of the Qingtian Dao Sect are even more bizarre, and even ordinary people over the age of twenty are recruited, which is completely different from the Academy of Magic.

Although the news said that he would not be able to practice magic for many years after joining the Qingtian Dao Sect, Duolun didn't care.

God knows how much he wants to become a strong magician, stand at a higher height, enjoy the scenery from above, and explore the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Thereupon.

He resolutely left his hometown, where he had lived for twenty-seven years, and set out for Ivan with the books accumulated over the years and the thirty-two silver coins accumulated in ten years.

Now, he is only one step away from his goal!

Duolun adjusted his pace and walked firmly towards Ivan.