Chapter 142: Inheritance of the Thunder Emperor

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There was a sound of glass breaking from the rock wall, and the spear completely melted, turning into a stripe and imprinting on it, forming an ancient picture, like a rolling sea of thunder, and there was a killing aura in front of it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'm so angry with this king, and the last bit of magic will be used here. Amon let out a low roar, and demonic flames rose all over his body, harnessing the Blood Thorn Sword.

The Blood Thorn Sword trembled slightly, and there was a huge force that even Amon couldn't bear it, and he almost fell out of it.

"Damn, the artifact is supposed to be the existence of the law of suppression, my strength is too weak, I don't even have the power to urge it, I'm angry. Amon glanced at Lynch, consciously or unconsciously, as if to say to him.

Lynch said: "I'm afraid that I will be hacked away by a certain black-hearted dog, and the seal on it will not be able to be unlocked." ”

The whole earth trembled, and the veins inscribed on the stone walls spread rapidly, soon spreading to all areas.

Lynch put away the flashback, and looked back, there was a long fog of blood, and many people died under the Prismatic Killing Array, and there was no way to live.

"That kid named Bran used his arcane will, induced thunder, and called for the Thunder Emperor's inheritance. Amon suddenly shouted, motioned for the people behind him to move forward, turned to Reka and said, "Cut a few drops of essence blood for use, drop them on the ground, quickly." ”

As a precaution, Lynch took out the Silver Moon Crystal, handed it to Bran, and said, "Be careful." ”

Amon slowly moved forward, his eyes glazed over, and then suddenly lunged forward.

"I don't change my dead nature, and I want to hack my demigod again. Lynch quickly stepped back and gave the Silver Moon Crystal to Bran with his own hands, always on the lookout for its counterattack.

"The treasure that the Holy Sacrifice once guarded, as its envoy demon, I have the right to protect it!" Amon muttered without blushing or beating his heart, but he didn't admit it, staring at the crystal.

"If you dare to even pay attention to the crystal, don't think that I will take you to the holy land of the Night Elves in this life, and don't want me to accompany you to find the land of blood and fire. Lynch's face was black.

Amon ignored Lynch, looked at Bran with an innocent face, and said, "Boy, lend me what you have in your hand." ”

"Dead dog, if the things I get this time are not as valuable as the imitation artifact, I will call my Lao Tzu to come out and suppress you. Bran threatened, hating the dog in his heart, and he was almost strangled by the strong man of Dalaran.

Amon snorted lightly and said to himself, "What's wrong with the little ghosts now, all of them are better than me." ”

The Blood Thorn Sword trembled slightly, and quickly flew into Lynch's hand, Amon screamed, his whole body pounced, and slapped it with one claw, but it was finally a little slower, and he didn't catch the Blood Thorn Sword and let it fly away.

"You actually laid out an enchantment on the Blood Thorn Sword, this is a naked distrust, are we still teammates!" Amon grinned, grinding his teeth angrily.

Lynch's eyes were uncertain, and he said in a deep voice: "You won't let them do dangerous things, so that you can find a way to verify your thoughts?"

Amon turned his head weakly and coughed a few times: "There are still a few more people who died this time, this Thunder Emperor is the same as the rumors, he really likes to pit people, boy, that coffin is a little weird, we just need the law fragments and meditation methods." ”

A coffin, it was suppressed under the magic tower, and now that the magic circle has been opened, what is its origin? whether it contains the bones of the Thunder Emperor, or the corpses of the rest of the living beings, the contents of which affect everyone's hearts.

"What the hell do you know!" Lynch chuckled, the dog was changing the subject, it must know something.

When the blood mist dissipated a lot, there were corpses on the ground, rivers of blood, and a little bit of essence light flickering, all of which were fragments of the law of time, extremely conspicuous, and no one dared to touch them.

There are only a handful of people who can survive this killing, and most of them are powerful people and horses, so they can survive.

"Breath of black magic, who is the person standing there?" a purple-robed mage whispered, staring in the direction of the stone wall.

Everyone's eyes converged, and a cold light flashed, and the killers of the Assassins' Alliance moved again.

"Cut, when we're soft persimmons, kill that assassin with time magic. Amon sneered.

Lynch's mind moved, the hourglass of time reversed, and a mark imprinted the void. Even if Amon didn't say it, he would use this trick to trap and kill his opponents.

Whew

The ghosts floating in the sky rushed down, densely packed, and let out a piercing cry that made the eardrums vibrate.

"Junior, you really dare!" the killer was forced to retreat and quickly moved away.

The mark quickly collapsed, and Lynch's whole person dissolved into heaven and earth, belonging to nature. The Soul of Time loses its target and returns to mid-air again, aimlessly searching for the Time Mage.

"Damn, Dalaran is smarter than a dog's nose. "Amon is secretly ****, only the purple-robed mage present found Lynch's return.

The purple-robed mage wanted to stop there, but when he heard this low mutter, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he scolded: "If you dare to insult me Dalaran, the black mage should be killed!"

Bran nodded in agreement with Amon's words, and then his face instantly darkened, and he gritted his teeth with hatred: "Dead dog, what the hell are you telling me, who are you talking about with a nose as sensitive as a dog." ”

"Say that you have the sensitivity of a dog's nose or praise you, if my inference is correct, and so on there should be a meditation method that the Thunder Emperor has learned, if you can have half of my agility, you will definitely be able to get the inheritance." Amon spread his mind and didn't want the rest of the people to know. "I've put up with you for a long time, I'm calling a dead dog, believe it or not, I'm suppressing you now. ”

The three of them looked weird, Amon was so abnormal, it seemed that it was indeed beneficial.

"Hurry up. Lynch used the mask of the moon to hide himself, striding forward and facing everyone in person.

Several gazes shot from all directions in an instant, not hiding the killing intent in their eyes at all, wanting to see through this son.

"Time mages are rare and powerful, but you are no more than a mage, and you dare to do it in front of me. The killer in the void said coldly, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Lynch chuckled: "If you want to kill, you can kill, even the killer of the Assassin League can't kill me, let alone you?"

"Don't be ashamed, die!"

At this moment, a holy light descended, and the Seraphim slowly fanned his wings and blocked in front of Lynch. Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, the Bright Sect meant to protect people, but for a time mage and the assassin alliance killer made a feud, isn't this deal very cost-effective?

The killer said coldly, "What do you mean!"

The seraphim's body was shrouded in holy light, and all killing intent was wiped out, and he said, "We should help each other, not kill each other, please stop." ”

"Less, I don't know what you think about yet, anyone can protect the black magician, but you Bright Sect is the only one who makes people laugh off their teeth. The killer sneered, this time mage can summon the soul of time, if he dies, he will definitely be able to take away a group of strong people.

The people of the Bright Sect did this just to win some favor, and they didn't pull them when they died. (To be continued.) )