Chapter 66: Magic Show

Chapter 66 Magic Show

The Elven Queen watched everything destroyed underground, including all the prisons, all the buildings, all the living beings, all of them turned into nothingness under the destruction of the black dragon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Ash was shocked that even she couldn't survive underground.

"Queen, what about the dark elves, they made a big mistake this time!", Ash asked, the queen looked peaceful, only he knew that a peaceful woman could not control power.

"Let them master the underground, although the ability is a little weaker, after all, the black dragon is still in their hands. He whispered, and then ordered to the elf captain next to him, "Immediately form a thousand-strong elven guard to defend the underground exit, and everything in the entire underground in the future can only enter but not exit." ā€

The elven captain asked, "What about the dark elves?"

"What I just said was nonsense, I can only go underground, and if I want to come out, I will kill it directly, even if it is me, it is no exception!", the elf queen's faint voice carried a strong deterrent.

The elven captain understands that the elven queen has always had this personality, "Yes, I'll form a force right away!"

"Summoning the Dark Elf Elf, if that infiltrator doesn't survive, then the rest of the tree heart should still be underground, I hope he won't let me down this time!"

"Yes!", the elf captain said, and quickly walked away, during which Ash did not say a word.

It takes a long time for the heat to dissipate heat from the high temperature underground, and the dark elves can only survive by relying on the temple, which is not large, and there are dozens of them gathered together with Wuyang.

They are all ordinary elves, while powerful elven warriors and mages are on the upper level, and as for the real leaders, they will be closer to the black dragon.

The bottom of the temple was more of a pool, half of its body soaked in slimy, a bit like a swamp, but white.

And the whole temple, on top of these sticky things, Wu Yang felt uncomfortable, these things were seeping into the skin of the elves, if it took a little longer, it was likely to be exposed.

Looking at the sticky thing, grab a handful, like noodle soup, but it is more viscous, and like a little paint, but there is no pungent smell, the lime smell is heavier, Wuyang does not know much about minerals, and he doesn't know what it is for a while.

Looking up at the temple, he looked at the black sycamore around him, and suddenly remembered that Kirby had told him that the black sycamore grew on the stone milk.

Stone milk?

The more he looked at Wuyang, the more he affirmed his idea, this kind of thing should be the essence of the underground stone, which can form so much, and it will take millions of years to have such a scale.

This kind of treasure born from heaven and earth is rare and terrible, Wu Yang smiled, it is just uncomfortable now, so it will be solved temporarily, and he took out a small medicine bottle, poured a little, and it was full in an instant.

"Brother, what are you doing!", a dark elf looked at Uyang clumsy, bored and curious.

Wu Yang touched the back of his head, "It's too uncomfortable here, I want to pour these things on, and then put them in the space ring, then can we be more comfortable, who knows when Lord Black Dragon's anger will pass." ā€

"Space ring, do you have a space ring?", several dark elves came over and looked at the ring between the lich's fingers, in addition to a dimensional heart ring, there was also a beautiful space ring.

"I just bought it, the Queen's feast, there are a lot of good things in it!"

"You went up there?"

Wu Yang felt bad, seeing that not every dark elf can go to the surface, "I went to deliver the letter, but I took the time to visit the market." ā€

"You're too bold to let the Great Elder know that he will definitely punish you. The dark elf threatened, "But they're all bitter brothers, understand!"

Wu Yang hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, if he leaked himself because of such a small mistake, he really wanted to torture the dark elf in front of him.

"Okay, brother, when will we finish such a small thing, is there a bigger one?"

Wu Yang took out a large gourd like a bucket, "Is this okay?"

"You still have a small bottle here!", after saying that, he snatched it up, and poured it up, shouting as he poured it, "Don't be idle, this brother has a space ring, take a few gourds, and pour this damn thing into it." ā€

Indeed, it is very uncomfortable to stay in such a thing, the power of one person is limited, hundreds of people are dry, in full swing, and the stones that have been submerged to their knees are cleaned up in less than half an hour.

There is nothing sticky underground, and it is comfortable to stay, these people did not investigate, why is the space ring so big, and why does Wuyang have so many gourds.

I felt that the space ring was full of one-meter-high big gourds, and in the gourd were stone milk, and I wanted to cramp comfortably.

Everything was much quieter, everyone was much more comfortable, leaning on the ground, quietly waiting for the end of the black dragon's fury.

Uyang is undoubtedly very popular, leaning against the root of the tree, talking and laughing, but Uyang's words are very few, mostly the repetition of a few words, um, ah, oh.

At first, a few Dark Elves came up to join in the fun, but soon, knowing that he was boring, they didn't say anything more than the necessary politeness.

Finally quieted down, Wuyang can finally take a good look at the black sycamore, indeed the black sycamore grows in the ground, after confirmation, the black sycamore is very strong, and it is a little impossible to gently get a section.

Take out the knife and rub it lightly a few times, no, ordinary knives can't be cut down at all, only the power of magic, but now there is no time for you to use magic.

Suddenly, Uyang stood up and looked at everyone, the same dark elves looked at him, "What are you doing!"

Everyone also had the same question, Wu Yang smiled awkwardly, and said shyly, "I see that everyone is bored, and I want to perform a magic trick, what do you say!"

"Magic?", the crowd frowned, they had also heard of it, it was said to be a little trick.

"What kind of magic do you know!"

Wu Yang stretched out ten fingers, "Look, I don't have anything in my hand!", as soon as the words fell, there was already a sharp knife in the palm of his hand.

"Interesting, how did you do it, was it magic just now?"

Uyang shook his head, "It's not magic, it's a use of skill, but I can't tell you." ā€

"What else?"

Later, Wuyang performed a changing bird, and then changed into a replicant human form, and finally performed a moment of fire, safe and sound.

The magic was mixed with some slight small spells, and Wu Yang tried his best not to let his magic fluctuations be noticed by Igotan, and every dark elf clapped his palm, but a few small spells had completely overturned the atmosphere.

"Yes, what else!"

"A few more!"

"Just a few exciting!"

Several dark elves shouted, Wu Yang smiled, took out the knife, gently rubbed the tree roots, smiled slightly, applied a sharp blade to the knife, pointed behind him with his finger, and shouted loudly, "Look!", a light from the knife followed Wu Yang's fingers, came behind him, and turned into a mini version of the little black dragon.

"Oh my God, Lord Black Dragon!"

But soon, everyone knew that this was just a phantom, and immediately applauded.

Wu Yang's heart was pondering, and it was obvious that a sharp blade did not react to Black Sycamore.

After speaking, he blessed another armor piercing, and the same hand pointed back, the phantom of the black dragon disappeared, and there was an additional dark elf, the other party looked at everything in confusion, and asked, "Why am I here?"

"Cut! Who knows! where you just was!"

"That corner!"

There was another round of applause.

Wu Yang kept pointing behind him, birds, inexplicable flames, meteor showers, centaurs, more than a dozen times, each time it was different, it was for Wu Yang's knife to cut at the root of the tree, and then pointed back, and something could come out.

It's something the dark elves haven't seen before, and they're curious.

The violent applause made this group of dark elves excited, but Wu Yang couldn't get excited at all at the moment, sharp blades, armor piercing, wood breaking, cutting, small cutting powers, saw-shaped runes, steel teeth, and more than a dozen spells that were conducive to cutting were piled up, but they still couldn't be cut down.

It only takes a little bit, but at such a point, there is no way to do it.

Dark Sawtooth!

Uyang ventured into a dark spell with even more magic, and when the spell was blessed with the knife, the roots of the tree finally broke, and he also understood that his magic had been detected by Igant.

Skillfully picking up the roots of the tree, he looked at the dark elves, "Now, I will perform a spell for everyone, and I will be a living person, and I am standing here now, and in five seconds, I will appear on that side!"