Chapter 170: Mirroring the Ancient Land
A chaotic aura was torn, and Lynch and the others fell out of the spatial passage, with lingering palpitations, and they were still afraid. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info at the moment when the chaotic rift was about to close, a divine arrow burst out, cutting through the chaotic space.
The divine arrow is faint, passing through everyone, directly blasting a mountain peak, and the sound of breaking the air came after a long time, whining, several people felt a burst of death, not everyone can shoot this kind of arrow.
The green robe was stricken, his red hair fluttered, Lynch's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "Windranger, does she want to kill me too?"
"It's not you, the blood elves are all for me" A hint of strangeness flashed in Amon's eyes, and he quickly left: "Come with me, this is the Western Forest, and the Windrangers will not let these people destroy this Pure Land"
Amon broke the barrier from a short distance away and opened a new altar, and as he was leaving, the Chaos Gate opened, and a large group of strong men fell from it. Windranger's bow is an arrow, fast and terrifying, like a lightning bolt descending, shocking the world and crying ghosts!
"Are you trying to kill me like that, it seems that they have learned the truth!" Amon muttered to himself, the Chaos Gate closed, and the arrow passed through the space, shattering a mountain in the distance.
The Windranger's eyes were faint, and he whispered: "You killed the Holy Sacrifice, and you dare to walk out of the sealed land, if you don't kill you today, heaven will not tolerate it."
Suddenly, the temperature rose rapidly, and a fire dragon flew through the Nine Heavens, and the dragon broke through! The Windranger quickly retreated, and his vigorous figure rose into the air, dodging this fierce blow, aiming his bow at the target, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
"If you kill that boy, I will kill you, a mere wind god, who is not as powerful as a dragon in my eyes. Lina looked down coldly, her eyes were cold, the aura of chaos was permeated, and the power of thunder and lightning exploded.
Someone opened the Chaos Gate, and the two women gave up the fight and pursued with everyone.
"Why does the Windranger want to kill you!" Lynch squinted, feeling that things were far from that simple, and that the Mountain Giant had gone to Amon for something important.
Amon glanced at it and said, "It's your business, you'd better not know something, otherwise we'll all die."
Boom, Og held Aghanim's scepter, and the endless sea of thunder appeared out of thin air, lightning and thunder, and the wind roared, and the figure was hundreds of feet high, and with a wave, thousands of thunderbolts descended, crackling.
As soon as Og made a move, the sky and the earth cracked, the rocks pierced through the air, and the spatial passages were trembling, unable to withstand this huge magic power.
streaming down
Thousands of thunderbolts slashed down, each one was the size of a bucket's waist, and the aura of destruction was permeating, "It's so strong!" This is the first thought in everyone's hearts, if this son grows up, who can stop it.
Bran's forehead was full of black lines, and he was more afraid, the thunderbolt master was in charge of the killing power, if it was split, the spatial passage would be destroyed, and they would all be strangled by chaos at that time.
"Ah! I was the first person to be killed by my own cousin, is there any heavenly reason!" Bran looked sad and angry, and he couldn't say what he was suffering.
A chaotic door was torn in front of him, and the light was blazing, and Amon jumped out directly: "Come out!"
An arc of lightning shot out from the closed Chaos Gate, striking Bran impartially, "I'm leaning" He looked at his thigh in distress, where a cut was made, and Zizi Thunder was jumping.
A cold wind hit, the cold was biting, and it froze into the bone marrow!
Only then did Bran realize that the scene around him was very extraordinary, the wind was gusting, and the red earth was in his eyes, very enchanting, as if it was dyed red by blood. This is a wasteland, without any living beings, and there is a solemn and cold atmosphere on the face.
In addition to the gravel on the ground, there are also large and small remnants of broken weapons, inserted in the terracotta, and the years have left too many traces on it, I don't know how long it has been.
"Where are we, how do we feel like we're in hell," Lynch's six senses warned, and it felt bad to stand here, as if there were countless eyes staring at him.
The corners of Amon's mouth raised slightly, and he took out a small tower from the sealing crystal, which was very exquisite, divided into seven layers, engraved with ancient Sanskrit, the heavens and stars.
"Remember what I told you about copying magic?" it said suddenly, the small tower in its hand already inserted into a ravine, burying it inside.
Lynch frowned and said, "Lord Saint Sacrifice has been chasing that magical race all along, and it seems that it is also a different race. ”
"That's right, this was once the site of two ancient kingdoms, hundreds of thousands of soldiers fought here, and that creature fell from the sky, similar to the water element in the summoning magic of the water system, but it can change the form of people, and that battle is because of its two kingdoms to destruction" Amon muttered to himself, as if recalling, and then quickly got up and said: "Let's go, when those people come down, the magic tower will be activated, and the entire battlefield will be recreated, which is definitely enough for them to drink a pot,"
The altar is now, the chaos door is wide open, and the two of them and a dog quickly move away, even the former war spirit can only delay for a moment.
"Amon, do you have any follow-ups?" Lynch muttered, if only that, they would definitely be hunted down.
Bran was also very anxious and said, "Don't drop the chain at a critical moment"
"Who said I only have this ability, the next road is my biggest backhand" Amon smiled and continued, "I have three teleportation points left, which are the Shimmering Wasteland, the Void Realm, and the River Styx"
Thundered
The divine arrow pierced through the clouds, with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the world, giving people an illusion, as if the world would be destroyed in the next moment.
Amon squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Windranger, you just want to kill me like that"
"I also have a bottom line!" it was furious.
That figure stood in the distance, seemingly only a few hundred meters away, but in the space magic array, it was at least tens of thousands of miles away. "The Night Elves supreme pursuit and killing order, anyone who has elven blood on the continent will definitely kill you, and there are some things that you can't avoid"
"Do you think those elves with impure blood will listen to you and think too much" Amon said coldly, jumped suddenly, and directly bit off the arrow, "It's too weak, do you want to light up the space?"
This dog is a pervert, isn't it? Lynch was speechless, even the cloud-piercing arrow shot by the Windranger could shatter it, how good this tooth was.
"Just one reason, the life of the Holy Sacrifice!" the Windranger snorted, and the power of the violent law swept in.
The Chaos Gate was wide open, and Lynch and Bran jumped out with Amon, their backs were covered with sweat, and they couldn't imagine that the power of the sage was so terrifying, and they could release the power of the law in the space passage.
The yellow sand is long, the black wind is blowing, and this is the shimmering wasteland.
Amon didn't dare to stay for a long time, there was a mysterious race here, a scorpion-type creature, who controlled the power of the earth, and was extremely terrifying. Lynch stepped into the Chaos Gate, and the moment it closed, he saw a pair of eyes staring at him in the sandstorm, green and green, like ghost lanterns.
"What do you mean about the Holy Sacrifice, Amon, what are you hiding from me?" Lynch said in a deep voice, according to Windranger, there will be a large number of elves to suppress it.
You must know that this race is all kind-hearted and indisputable, and unless something big happens, it will not issue a hunt and kill order for no reason.
Amon said coldly, "I said that no matter what happens to you, you won't understand, those people are saying so nicely, it's not for the Silver Moon Code and the Wrath of the Stars, I'm too lazy to say that they have run away." ”
After several turns, the painting style flickered, first in the dark and cold Black River, then in the chaotic secret realm, and finally, they came to a dark area, covered with dark clouds, and there was no light in sight.
"I promise you, don't talk about sages, the Magic Emperor can't catch up with us," Amon said with a swear.
Bran exhaled deeply, stunned, and said, "Then where is this, won't it be the abyss?"
"If it's the abyss, do you think you're still alive?Now the barriers between planes are getting stronger and stronger, and only people of the level of the French Emperor and War Emperor can cross it" Amon thought for a moment and continued: "Of course, our situation is not very good, and it may be worse than them. ”
"What do you mean?" said Lynch.
Amon said quietly: "This is the land of the broken plane, called the Mirror Ancient Land, which is a special realm formed by the collision of a plane outside the dimension with Simon's plane, and anything can happen, such as meeting the exact same self." (To be continued.) )