Chapter 135: The Will of the Nine Witches
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"It's a stone sculpture carved by the Thunder Emperor himself, I have seen it in ancient books, this is his first batch of works, it has a lot of significance, except for the illusion magic, it may also be found, and it is almost invisible outside. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Reka's heart was indescribably happy, seeing that the things of the ancestors were still left, he was naturally happy, and completely forgot the previous crisis.
Lynch released the will of the sword to re-examine the statue, and after making sure that there was no danger, he let Reka pass, and said: "The idea of the Thunder Emperor is really incomprehensible, which emperor in ancient and modern times is not the only one who pursues the ultimate method and the origin of enlightenment. ”
"The ancestors said that the Thunder Emperor is different from the rest of the emperors, he doesn't like to be the emperor, he just wants to live a good life..."Reka said suddenly, a little stunned.
The aborigines living in the ancient city come from the Thunder Emperor tribe, and many ancient books have a story that accurately describes the Thunder Emperor at that time, holding the artifact Thunder Fury, but guarding a deep mountain alone, and finally did not know where to go.
The stone carving trembled slightly, a faint ripple of the power of time, Lynch's face changed greatly, and he recalled the three great treasures, with the Blood Thorn Sword as the head to block the front, and ten thousand red glows fell, wisps after wisps.
To his surprise, the hourglass of time melted into the stone skin, and did not exert power, but simply released the power of time.
"Sure enough, as I thought, this is the Emperor's law, no wonder it can withstand the attack of the Thunder Beast and absorb the time hourglass. Lynch's eyes were clear, and he saw through the reality of the stone carving, and the lines on it were actually the perception of the former Thunder Emperor.
Reka exclaimed: "Before becoming an emperor, he can engrave such a Fan Ao pattern, the talent of the Thunder Emperor is really terrifying." ”
"He is very amazing, if he becomes an emperor later, he may be one of the three emperors and five emperors, not an obscurity. "Lynch is genuinely complimented,
Most of the stone carvings are submerged in the soil, crystal clear, and even after thousands of years, there are no scars to be seen.
"Strange, why didn't those people find out when they came?" Reka said the biggest doubt in his heart, this place has been detected hundreds of times by the great forces, how could they miss it with their means.
Lynch pondered for a moment and said, "Only the power of time can set off, but even the big forces may not have time magicians, and various factors protect the most precious thing of the Thunder Emperor." ”
The perception of the emperor's promotion, how precious it is,
With the ascension of the realm, the promotion of any profession is not limited by resources, but by talent and inspiration. Especially that glimmer of inspiration, a sage may have been in retreat for thousands of years, but it is not as helpful as that glimmer of inspiration.
"Big mind, without losing details" Lynch sighed, you can see a person's mentality through a work, and this is still the thought expressed by Lei Huang when he was young.
Seeing Lynch putting his hand on the stone carving, Reka hurriedly said, "Don't mess around, there may be something else triggered." ”
"It's fine. As soon as Lynch's idea came out, the three treasures returned to their positions and fixed the space in case something happened.
He let go of his mind and ran meditation methods, and for a while, five colors of divine light rose from his body, circulating on his skin, like a mirror, reflecting all kinds of brilliance.
"Thunder magic should be in charge of the power of killing, but the Thunder Emperor cultivates the heart, and walks with nature, which resonates with the Nine Witchcraft Secret Arts. Lynch was full of excitement, he originally wanted to cultivate the two-pole sword intent, but he didn't expect to become the breakthrough point of the Nine Witches' will.
The Nine Witch Secret Art is the first high-level law he obtained, cultivating nature and gods, which can be dissolved in sword skills and magic to bless combat power.
Half a day passed, and the glow on Lynch's skin gradually dimmed, and the glow faded and returned to normal.
"Nine Witch Will!" he exhaled heavily, the Nine Witch Will, and his mentality had also been greatly improved.
The three great treasures were taken back, the Linglong Heart and the Silver Moon Crystal returned to the spirit world, and the Blood Thorn Sword fell into the waist.
"Reka, where are the rest of the statues?" Lynch asked, trying to find the rest of the statues.
Reka was silent for a long time, and finally said, "No, this may be the last piece." ”
The faces of the two changed drastically, and the elements of the entire space were fluctuating violently, and they quickly rushed out. Lynch took the lead first, and whenever something was wrong, he released the light to return to the light in case of accidents.
"It's Dalaran's people, I killed Master Dalaran, and they found it. ”
Several magic arrays imprinted the void, layered on top of each other, and the purple light was brilliant.
A magician from Dalaran was the first to appear, and when he raised his hand, ten thousand streamers rushed into the sky, condensing into a huge magic array.
He was extremely angry, and all he had in his heart was murderous intent.
"This is the Thunder Emperor Garden, the last remnant, and it can't be destroyed. Reka roared, trying to rush out and stop Master Dalaran's spell casting.
Lynch grabbed the person and said in a deep voice: "I can guarantee the safety of Lei Huangyuan, I am looking at the situation." ”
Dalaran's powerhouse was in mid-air, and a pair of purple eyes flowed with divine light, breathtaking, trying to see the void.
A will pressed down, and the ancient beast within a radius of a hundred miles roared, and his whole body trembled.
Arcane will, that is the unique power of the Magic Emperor, except for Tianjiao like Og who is extremely perverted, the mages who can master it are also outstanding in Dalaran, only strong and not weak.
Lynch hurriedly suppressed the sword intent of the two poles, operated the will of the Nine Witches, and reconciled this battle intent: "Someone is here again." ”
A thunderbolt spear broke through the sky and cut through the void, and it took a long time to hear the sound of breaking the sky, whining and breathtaking.
"How daring, who dares to attack me!" Dalaran's strong man snorted, waving his sleeve robe, and a few ancient characters rose and fell, turning into a barrier to protect himself.
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The thunder gun and the ancient characters collided, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the light was blazing!
A few ancient characters are like metal, flashing with cold and cold light, and the thunder gun is also an entity, and a little cold light bursts out, hitting the vital point.
Dalaran's powerhouse was calm at first, but then he showed a shocked face and hurriedly retreated, avoiding the blow. "That's not right!"
The thunder spear burst out, turning into a streamer, directly shattering a mountain, shaking the ground and raising a large cloud of dust.
The two of them in shadow mode were in danger, and they passed by the Thunder Spear, so they could naturally feel the thunder pressure. Reka muttered to herself, "This is not from my people. ”
"Uh, why do I think he's like some bastard" Lynch looked weird, trying to see people in the distance.
A cold snort came out, and the strong man of Dalaran slowly walked out of the fog, his face was pale, in this ancient city, who would dare to make a move on him?
"Who are you!" he asked, gritting his teeth, word for word.
"Darren's son, Bran!"
Bran was wearing silver armor and holding a thunderbolt spear, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, changing from the way he used to be.
Lynch, who was hiding in shadow mode, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Damn, no wonder the breath is so familiar, it turns out that this bastard is here!" (To be continued.) )