Bang

Those heroes, those characters, gradually collapsed, and their faces were just a handful of yellow sand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A huge storm swept up, the aura of chaos permeated, and a figure sat on the boundless mountain.

"Ruthless, he was the last to set foot on that road!" Amon muttered to himself, very dignified, not daring to be careless.

It was a young figure, dressed in white fluttering, his robes moving, and his pupils as bright as glass and amber.

Lynch's eyes narrowed, his face scared or shocked, barely believing his eyes.

"Tyr, Brad!"

In the realm of impermanence chaos, a young man sat in front of him, wisps of black mist wafting, his skin permeated with a metallic luster, flowing with demonic light, bewitching and weird.

Those pupils were deeper and deeper than ever, like an abyss!

He has become stronger, far more than everyone else, and I'm afraid that even Photon will not dare to fight.

"You're here, that's good, I need necromantic magic to perfect. ”

Lynch said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"I need all my physique to replenish my strength so that I can build the strongest and the most perfect. ”

Amon stepped forward, "I said, it was you, so you can explain everything." ”

"You're very familiar, I've seen you on the long river of time, Abyss Demon King, I'm impressed..............."

Amon had a gloomy face and said, "Who understands better than the demon king, cutting off the will of the plane, I don't know how many people have been slaughtered." You're so daring, even I dare to lie!"

This is the first thought in Lynch's mind, what is the long river of time, and what are the words of the two!

Bran pondered, muttered to himself, and then his eyes lit up: "The mutilated ancient mirror image relic? I see! Bran absorbs the soul will of this plane, so as to sharpen himself, go back in time, and recreate the mirror image of the past, this is the place where that road must pass. ”

"You're still smart, when your fantasy reaches the time dimension, it will produce a remnant of time, which is the same as your own essence. Amon bowed slightly.

This person is one of the last things it wants to see in his life.

Lynch couldn't hear it clearly, and Bran had to explain to him alone: "When the plane matures, the self-soul will be produced, and Bred will occupy the plane soul, stimulate all the powers, and present him with the scene of the year, which is consumption and exploitation, and the will of the plane is the same as that of people, and he is unwilling to be manipulated and squander his life." ”

An ancient palace should have lived in the past, it was the original road, but under the forcible interference of others, the ancient palace has gone back from the past to the present, which is real and untouchable.

The mirror plane has its own consciousness, but there is no way to stop the other party's actions, and when it is on the verge of death, the Necronomicon activates its full power, giving Lynch the most terrifying illusion magic.

Go back in time, tear apart the space, and create an exact version of yourself.

Illusion magic is terrifying in itself, not only can it interfere with the mage's attacks, but it can also have a certain output environment. And the magic obtained by Lynch is male and female, not only has 100% power, but can even use items.

Just imagine what a frenzy this magic can set off in the wizarding world!!

"What do you mean when you say you want to kill me in order to improve your physique?" Lynch said in a deep voice.

Amon said, "You read his name in conjunctions." ”

"Tillbrad...... Soul Guard, you're a demon hunter!" Lynch suddenly said, in addition to shock, shock.

In ancient times, in order to fight demons, the elven warriors of the Night Elves did not hesitate to burn their eyes, temper themselves, and use the demonic fire as a guide to endure great pain every moment, and when their skin turned dark purple, they would be blessed by nature and obtain natural skin.

Known as demon hunters, these warriors specialize in hunting demons and are among the most capable of fighting any race.

Unfortunately, they have protected the elves for centuries, but in the end, they have not been recognized.

But Lynch didn't expect that the man in front of him now was the demon hunter of the elven race.

"I know, which of you will do it first," the Demon Hunter said calmly, to him, these people were just one of the pawns.

"Ants dare to fight with the sky!"

The scene was tense, Amon turned around and said, "Boy, I want you to fight, how much do you think you have to win." ”

"Five-five" Lynch is still a little confident.

Boom, the aura of chaos rushed into the sky, and the black whirlwind swept all over the field, and the demon hunter in the center of the storm could no longer see his figure, it was very blurry, and it almost disappeared.

It was a terrifying power, and the air currents were gently blowing, and some of the mountain rocks were frozen and shattered, and the cold was biting.

"I don't even have a chance to be on the first floor now, but there is still a chance!" Lynch's mind moved, and another self appeared, manipulating his soul.

Shadow Lynch slew it with the sword of mysteries, full of colors, divine light blooming, time, nature, holy light, arcane, stars and moon, the five mystical powers combined?

The demon hunter sneered, and his twin blades burned with black flames, turning into a streamer of light to kill.

"Chop," Shadow Lynch sneaked into the shadow mode, appeared from behind, and took out the power stone from the spirit world, wisps of red glow fell, each weighing a thousand pounds.

The Demon Hunter's eyes were half-narrowed, and he poked out his demon hand, grabbed the power stone, and the endless moonlight bloomed, and the crescent moon crystal had the power to exorcise demons.

"Ahh

Shadow Lynch took out his sword, triggering the Gift of Liberation with a tenfold critical hit, and the five-colored divine light bloomed, which was enough to break ten thousand laws.

His sword has the power of the realm, and the sword intent that fuses five different forces covers it, and the swords are resonating and clanging, forming a terrifying strangulation vortex.

"The treasure of my clan is in your hands. The demon hunter clutched his abdomen, purple blood running down his shirt and staining his shirt red.

He didn't expect the other party to comprehend the realm during this time period. Wounded by the power of the law, ignoring natural skin resistance.

Staring at the broken natural defenses, the demon hunter looked over coldly and said, "You are killing yourself!"

"This magic?!" Lynch's heart jumped, and the magic in his body surged wildly, resonating.

The demon hunter underwent a strange transformation, wisps of necromantic power diffused out, those amber pupils were pitch black, and the blades of his hands wielded purple flames.

"Kill"

His aura became more violent, terrifying, and even able to pull the power of the law.

"Are you the elven warrior who got the head, or kill him!" Lynch said coldly, there are only three people who have necromantic magic, and one is a wizard.

A burst of pure type of energy, Shadow Lynch didn't even have the power to turn on the Shadow Mode, and was swallowed by the arcane light, and the illusion disappeared.

After all, illusions have a time limit and cannot be used indefinitely, just like this arcane magic, if it weren't for Lynch's exquisite heart to reduce the cooldown time of the skill, otherwise it would take at least a day to wait for the skill to cool down

(To be continued.) )