"What's going on, where is this?"

"Feet, feet, don't squeeze your cow master, hurry up and get your stinky feet away"

"Don't panic, everyone, let's all go and find the dimensional exit, otherwise we won't be able to go back"

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Ten thousand runes burst out from the mountain peaks, building a space-time path, and no one was spared, and all of them were involved in this path and went to the depths of the Warcraft Forest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info This is the top-notch teleportation magic, and even an artifact can't stop it from running.

The forest troll was bound by the magic array, and the ribbons wrapped around each part of the body, a golden vein bloomed, and the ancient characters rose and fell "Ah!" The forest troll let out a sharp roar, and after losing contact with Regg, it quickly fell silent.

Lynch wiped the sweat from his forehead, a little weak, he couldn't face so many strong people when he was strong. "What to do with this forest troll?"

Amon said: "Leave it alone, once the dominant creature is far away from the master, there will be an instinctive sense of battle left, we just take our things"

The cave was full of ink crystals, about 400,000 catties, and the two people and a dog divided them equally, and each took away 130,000 catties.

"Earned, haha" Branmeizi, 130,000 catties of magic crystals is not a small amount,

Out of nowhere, Amon took out a sealing crystal, the size of a palm, and instantly absorbed all of its magic crystals.

"This is a space artifact? Why haven't I seen it. Bran's eyes widened.

"There are so many things you don't know, and if you quarrel again, I'll help you collect your share of the crystal" Amon glared, twisted his tail, and ran to study the totem.

The forest troll was originally a creature at the level of a great swordsman, and with the help of the totem, he quickly improved to a great realm and directly entered the holy realm, which can be described as extremely terrifying. You must know that the golden totem is the supreme blessing of the beast god, comparable to the power of the moon god of the night elves, and only a few races are fortunate enough to receive the gift.

After hearing Amon's explanation, Lynch changed his opinion of Regg, the origin of the cow is not simple, otherwise he would not have been guided by the beast god.

The furious elemental aura surged, rushing out from the mountain peak, like a burst of magma, and huge waves swept all around. The dim eyes of the forest troll returned to brightness, and when he saw the scene around him, he trembled with anger, "Ah, you rabbit cubs, dare to pit your bull master, no one wants to leave today." ”

"Oh no, find the coordinates of the time passage for them, and those bastards will be back soon," Amon whispered, slapping down his claws to activate the magic array that had been set up earlier.

The little scalper's consciousness returned, and he moved into the body of the forest troll, and understood what was happening as soon as he saw the scene inside the cave. "If you want to go, suppress them all!" the forest troll shouted, and the cold air of the forest was permeated, completely different from the strong wild aura before, like a terrible ghost roaring, making people tremble.

The earth began to change qualitatively, the pitch-black color spread to all sides, and white bones rose from the ground, all qualitative by magic.

At this moment, the magic array imprinted on the ground was powerful, blooming with dazzling brilliance, and ten thousand divine swords appeared in the sky, each sword as brilliant as golden light.

"It's really arrogant, isn't it just a dominant creature, and the magic of the spirit type specializes in restraining you!" Amon sneered, only to see the ten thousand golden swords cut down, but not a single grass or tree was injured.

This is a pure mental attack, which only works on mental thoughts, "Ahhh

These golden swords are all transformed by the will of the spirit, and they specialize in slashing summons.

"No, we can discuss!" Eventually, Reg relented, and in this case the last bit of will would surely be worn out.

The golden sword stayed in mid-air, glittering, and with a single thought, it could cut it all down. Amon glanced at it and said, "What you said, how do you think about it?"

Lynch looked weird, when did this dog become so talkative, according to its character, it was determined to kill the forest troll to get rid of the trouble.

"What do you want?" pleaded the forest troll, it didn't know where its host had gone, and it had to find a way to get it back.

Amon smiled, put on a very reluctant look, and said, "That's it, give me the core content of the magic array of the time channel, everything is easy to talk about."

Lynch and Bran glanced at each other, this dog really didn't have a good heart, what he wanted was the core magic of the time channel. Of course, it would be better if you could actually get this magic.

The forest troll hesitated, Amon hurriedly urged, boom, the elemental fluctuations in that layer were even more violent, and most of the figures returned from the time channel and fell to the ground one after another, extremely embarrassed.

The little scalper used a flashing dagger, instantly came to the front of the cave, glanced at the forest troll, and learned all the situation: "I'm going to kill you, the old cow I'm tired and tired in front, you dare to copy my bottom and look for death"

"Run, they're coming"

The two of them and a dog quickly rushed out, breaking the barrier, and an altar appeared out of thin air, with an extremely Fan Ao magic array engraved on it.

As soon as the little scalper wanted to chase and kill, he was kicked away by the strong man who came later, slammed into the wall, and fell to pieces. "Get out of the way, don't get in the way, I'm going to kill that kid today, or I'll be angry"

It was a sage, highly respected, but now he was embarrassed by a young man, and his hair was scattered, and he looked like he was neither a human nor a ghost.

They encountered strong enemies in the depths of the Warcraft Forest, all of them were the most primitive and ancient Warcraft, and after a bloody battle, many people fell, and even the eight-winged angel shed blood.

You know, it's a forbidden place, comparable to facing the new emperor, and the sages are going to fall.

Stomp and tread

A group of people stepped on the body of the little scalper, trying to catch Lynch at the first time, "Don't step on it, the horns are going to break."

Seeing this, Lynch hurriedly urged: "Start quickly, or you will really die here"

Bran was also anxious, that group of people were pitted into the depths of the Warcraft Forest, holding back the fire in their stomachs, and if they were caught, life would definitely be worse than death, and the sons of Sin City would not be enough to see.

"Alright!" Lynch sweated profusely.

Amon looked solemn, pressed it with one claw, and said, "Okay, follow me!"

They quickly stepped into the magic array, and suddenly the starry sky was wide, and in the blink of an eye, there was a new world, crossing the dimension, and the speed was terrifying. The space passage is dim and lightless, surrounded by chaotic qi, and if it is accidentally left behind, it will be strangled by chaos, and no one is spared except for legends.

Thundered

Violent fluctuations came from behind, the spatial barrier shook violently, and wisps of chaotic qi overflowed, as if they were about to burst.

Bran's face changed drastically, and he said, "Amon, don't tell me, you only have this teleportation array"

"The sage has struck!" Lynch gritted his teeth, and a red sword slashed down, and the fire lotus burned, and it turned out to be a demon swordsman.

The crimson sword collided with the spatial barrier, intertwining with sparks and clanging, and the crack above quickly expanded, and more chaotic qi gushed out. Lynch stepped up with the elven sword, and a holy light descended, the sword of holy light!

Chaotic qi fluttered in wisps, each wisp comparable to divine gold, flickering cold. However, this time, the sword of holy light was broken through the invincible defense, and the moment the elven sword touched the chaotic qi, an earth-shattering sound erupted.

Lynch was knocked out and spat out a mouthful of blood, never knowing that the Holy Light Sword would fail.

The figures behind are gathering more and more, and the people there are all the strongest, and it is very easy to trace them through the residual magic array.

Amon was sweating profusely, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Come with me, today I will let them see what a formation master is." (To be continued.) )