Lynch was disgraced, even if he sneaked into the shadow mode, he was still affected by the aftershocks, and he brushed shoulders with death several times, mainly because the battle of these strong men was really terrifying, and they fought beyond the class, and they all fought desperately. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A mountain cliff, towering into the sky, close to the battlefield, where you can feel strong magical fluctuations, the magicians of Dalaran cast a spell to seal off the tomb to prevent any more treasures from flying out.

"It's strange, is it my delusion. ”

Lynch walked up a small gravel path, waded through the stream, and climbed to the top, but at the corner of the corner, he encountered the stream again, and looked around, still halfway up the mountain.

He continued walking, but it wasn't long before the stream flowed quietly again.

The mountain is still the mountain, the water is still the water, and the grass and trees are swaying, like a picture scroll.

That's it, creepy, too quiet.

"Something is wrong, what the hell is wrong..... Magic Array, someone has set up a magic array to disrupt this space, and it is impossible to enter!" Lynch stretched out his right hand, burned the necromantic magic, pressed it forward, and seriously comprehended everything around him.

Clusters

The purple flame burned, one by one Sanskrit characters manifested from the air, a few were engraved on the mountain stones, grass and trees, Fan Ao Ruo Xingchen, all of them were ancient elven texts, some people carved spells here, not wanting the rest to enter here.

He rushed in, and for a while, as if he was pressed down by thousands of catties of gravity, swept in, those Sanskrit manifestations exerted secret force to stop him, and one after another thunder arcs jumped, crackled, and flew away.

The feeling was very uncomfortable, like falling into a sea of mud, unable to move, and bearing the blow of the lightning arc, hitting the body without any resistance, crackling.

Ahead, it is like a hydration film, which increases geometrically as it enters the giant force.

"Ahh

Lynch couldn't help but let out a low roar, his skin flushed crimson, and he leaped sharply, breaking through the suppression of the enchantment.

The scene is changing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it is like a spiritual realm, the mountains are full of flowers, the leaves are falling, and there is a refreshing new fragrance in the face.

"Little brother, are you in the wrong place?"

A soft hum came, as if the nine-stringed girl was playing, and in the haze, at the top of the mountain, there was a blood elf, with blond hair fluttering, green eyes, and a bright smile.

It was a blood elf woman dissolved in the mist, standing on top of the mountain peak, her white dress rippling, smiling, like a water lotus blooming.

Just by looking at each other, Lynch felt a chill in his heart, and all the secrets on his body were touched, and there was nowhere to escape.

"It's so beautiful....!" he lost his mind for a moment, thinking that the Celestial Maiden was nothing more than that.

The blood elf woman stood at the top, the fog was sinking and floating, she couldn't see her true face clearly, looking at each other from a distance, but she was addicted to the hazy beauty and couldn't extricate herself.

In her hand, the three elven stones shone brightly, and the rich elven power Lynch was familiar with it, it was the artifact elven stone of the night elves.

Lynch was shocked, how could he be here when he saw those people rushing out of the sky in order to chase the elf stone?

Several blood elf guards walked out, their faces were cold, and said, "Princess, you can't let him go!"

Lynch felt that everything was dreamy, in the middle of the picture, surrounded by mist, the holy sound was vivid, and the blood elf woman was thinking, not knowing what she was thinking.

The Blood Elves guard forward, trying to capture Lynch.

"Wait!"

Behind the blood elf woman, the old mage sat on the magic array, shining brightly, there were visions of dragons spreading their wings, angels singing and dancing, and the power of the three elements gathered beside him, frantically ingesting the power of the elements.

He was originally a tutor of the academy, and he had reached his twilight years, but now, his white hair was rendered golden yellow, and his skin was as white as congealed cream.

"Wizard!?" Lynch was dignified, and sure enough, the wizard had been suppressed, and the fire took over the main position, manipulating the corpse.

Now, he didn't know what kind of magic it was, which could resurrect the dead and achieve an alternative way of occupying the body.

The Blood Elf guard seemed to be very jealous of the person sitting on the magic array, and was a little dissatisfied, looking at the Blood Elf woman with a respectful expression, wanting to get her order.

"What a lovely human mage, but you shouldn't have come here, little brother, you should thank him. The Blood Elf woman finally spoke, letting Lynch go.

Lynch didn't want to leave, and yelled, "What did you do with the wizard!

The resurrected mage sat in the magic array, his face was calm, there was no joy or sorrow, the power of the three elements became more and more intense, and the madness lingered, as if there was an ancient picture of the stars behind him, and the vision was full of visions, and even the space was distorted.

Lynch was shocked, the origin of that fire must be amazing, he witnessed the battle process of the mage on the battlefield, the elements were like children in the eyes of that person, playing with the power of the three elements, and obtaining various types of magic, it was like .........

"Wait, the power of the three elements, you shouldn't be the ..... of the blood elf creator!"

A blood elf stepped forward, lightly, and came to him in a blink of an eye, pressing slender fingers to his lips, and whispering, "If I were you, I wouldn't call that adult by his name, after all, he is the Forsaken." ”

"Let go of me, you return the wizard's soul to me first, that's my teacher!" Lynch found that the blood elf woman's strength was so great that she couldn't even break free.

At the top, the woman smiled slightly and said, "He's fine, I can guarantee it, it's just that the adults of our family need artifact nourishment, and for you, that head has lost its meaning, because you have already obtained the inheritance of the necromancy, haven't you?"

Grabbing Lynch's blood elf and pushing it violently, he was blindsided, retreated from the illusion, and in a blink of an eye, the scenery changed drastically, and he came to the mountain peak a hundred meters away.

Lynch looked around and looked at the empty front, why there was a blood elf here, and if that fire was really the soul of the creator, let alone a wizard, I am afraid that no one could suppress it.

"Heart of the Storm, Phoenix Soul, Blood Fakal!"

He was very unwilling, his fists clenched, but there was no way, it was a random teleportation enchantment, and it was difficult for him to go back there.

Here in the wilderness area, the intellectual race, the ancient beast king, and the human mage are still continuing to fight, and no one is willing to give up the treasures in the tomb, even if they can't get the legendary artifact elf stone, any sage magic weapon in it is not much worse than a demigod.

You must know that elves are the creators of art, and how many artifacts come out of their hands are hard to find in the world.