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The two pitch-black wings slowly stirred, and the black light bloomed, and the light was like sharp silver needles, piercing into the flesh and blood, and hurting to the bone marrow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Fallen Clan, it's the Aquila Warriors!" exclaimed, all of the best in the upper area, who quickly recognized the source of this power.

The Aquila Warriors, the most famous race of antiquity, the guardians of the Throne of Thorns, the pioneers of arcane and martial arts, are so powerful that future generations can find documentation about them.

The archers in front of him were clearly the fallen of the Aquila, with tainted wings, and the fiery temperature was mixed with evil colors.

"Could it be that the girl who was with the Star-Silenced Emperor in the Star-Moon Mountain was also a member of the Fallen Clan of the Aquila Warriors?" Lynch immediately retreated to Amun's side, this dog's defense could even block the power stone, let alone the black light.

"You're going to kill me, get out of here," Amon kicked over, not wanting to be a target of hatred.

Lynch dodged the kick and asked, "Amon, what's going on with the Fallen?"

"Have you ever heard of the fallen angels?" Amon did not drive away, but looked solemnly at the darkened figure.

Lynch nodded, no matter what world it was, he knew the names of the fallen angels.

Minara once deduced that the biggest reason for the fall of the great powers and the destruction of the race in ancient times was still ominous and weird, and later generations believed that the fallen angels were seduced by demons, but in fact they were not, and it had a lot to do with blood and fire. Amon mentioned blood and fire, and a complex emotional fluctuation passed, and it was for blood and fire that Minara disappeared.

"The ominous polluted races have ontological consciousness, but their concepts have been changed, believing that the races of Simon are the invaders. ”

The thunder was loud, the thunder was bursting, and Bran had already fought with the Celestial Eagle warriors of the fallen clan, and Fan Ao's magic array imprinted the void, triggering the Nine Thunder Tribulations, and countless thunder lights cleaved down from the magic array.

The sharpshooter fanned two black feathers and took a few steps backwards, as fast as lightning, dodging the violent lightning strike. After all, he is a depraved race, and his body is covered in darkness, while the thunder represents the coercion of heaven and earth, and specializes in overcoming evil things.

"You're very good, beyond my expectations, if it weren't for the power of the Law of Thunder, you would have died!" the archer whispered, turning to pounce forward, his entire arm becoming extremely black and cold, and several diamond shards covered it.

The Demon Ancient Ruins descended the power of the law to curb the spread of the realm, otherwise the battle between the two would be enough to affect all the tiers.

"What else would you say besides saying these few words? Isn't it just a degenerate clan, and it's not that you haven't killed it!" Bran snorted coldly, changing his previous cynical appearance, his whole body burst with thunder, and ten thousand thunderbolts surged forward.

"Die!" the sharpshooter was angry when he didn't succeed several times, and he was so ridiculed.

Bran was not afraid, sealed a high-level magic array, and the azure magic array appeared, and ten thousand thunderbolts bombarded away. "Break!"

"Extinguish!" the two black wings of the sharpshooter snapped, and those thunderbolts instantly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

"This... It's so powerful, who is that person, to the point where he can fight with the ten geniuses, he can't do it as well. "Some people were shocked, this level of combat is beyond imagination.

Lynch looked weird, it turned out that Bran still had such a deep power, and asked to the side: "Something is wrong, that birdman seems to be able to erode the power of others, and it just happened to encounter the power of thunder, if others were half dead, they would have been half dead a long time ago." ”

Amon nodded and said, "It's strange, could it be that I guessed wrong?"

"What"

Bran was holding the Thunder Spear, coughing up blood from the corners of his mouth, and the fight was extremely difficult. His whole body was wounded, the corners of his clothes shattered, and thunder overflowed, engulfing the darkness that had eroded him.

The archer was no better, his shoulder was pierced by the Thunder Spear, and it was bloody, revealing the white bones of the forest, which was extremely terrifying.

No one noticed that the blood they were shedding on the ground was all going in a certain direction, one by one, and finally converged into one point, forming Fan Ao's ancient magic array.

"It's coming!" Amon slammed forward, frighteningly fast, and slapped it with one paw.

The archer couldn't reach it, the claw was the size of a man, and it looked ordinary, but when it really fell, he felt the terrifying pressure.

"No!"

Poof, his head was scratched by his claws, and his whole body fell upright, and then the light in front of his forehead converged on Amun's head, and the two purple lights fused together, instantly turning into golden light, fused together, and bloomed dazzlingly.

The crowd caused a commotion, in addition to the real power of this seemingly harmless wolf erupted, what really shocked was the golden light in front of its forehead, how long has it been, someone has reached the peak, and it is not human.

A group of people have black lines on their faces, they have been working hard for so many days, and the best is only purple light, but this dog has only been here for a long time before he gets the top golden light.

However, leaving them with a pair of clear blue eyes, it almost didn't say that I was a good person.

The girl in the blue dress stepped over, her face nervous, and said, "It is said that the golden light can open the dimensional channel, so it shouldn't get the coordinate axis." ”

The golden light in front of Amon's forehead converged and formed, and when the light collapsed, a hexagram-like symbol appeared, and wisps of air lingered around it, descending the atmosphere and washing its muscles.

It is rumored that those who get the golden light can get the blessing of Qiyun, and they can get dimensional coordinates,

The atmosphere was dreary, and people on all floors held their breath to know if the best opportunity was obtained by it.

Amon stood still, motionless, like a wooden man. Suddenly, it opened its eyes suddenly, looked up to the sky and roared: "You are so cheating on me, I play with you/******!"

It rolled on the ground angrily, muttering that it was all fake, and it was cheated.

"What's wrong with it? It can't be stupid."

"How do I feel like I've found something, and I'm so angry. ”

"What, don't we have dimensional coordinates here, then we didn't come for nothing"

The crowd was talking, and there were some clues, as if the dog didn't get what it deserved.

With a cautious look, Bran poked the dog lying on the ground, thinking it was dead. "Believe it or not, I'll bite you to death, get out of here!" Amon roared, then continued to wail.

"What the hell is going on?" the girl in the blue dress stepped forward, curious.

Eventually, Amon told everyone that the original dimensional coordinates would only be given to humans and not to the rest of the races, which meant that it had no use for golden light.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death"

Amon's eyes froze, and he slapped it with a paw, but the man used extreme means to hurt the dog in the slightest, "No!"

The man was photographed into a blood mist, and everyone gasped, you must not judge a dog by its appearance, a claw is a life, who is enough to die? )