Lynch was extremely shocked, and now he knew that the existence of the law fragment could be obtained, and if it could be obtained, it would be of great benefit to people of any realm and profession. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The magicians of Dalaran were discussing this matter, they knew the origin of the demon path best, and they knew a lot.

"It is said that this is a feat pioneered by the first emperor, dating back to ancient times. ”

"According to legend, when the fragments of the law gather to a certain critical value, they will become flames and burn forever. ”

"So strong?" asked a lot of people who didn't understand.

"How strong is it, in the world where the third-dimensional heavenly demons live, there is a magic tower, and what burns is the flame of the three thousand laws, which is the flame of creation!"

"Isn't that law flame comparable to an artifact. ”

"In a sense, even the artifacts can't withstand the flames of the Three Thousand Laws, and they will be burned alive, and the spirit of the artifact will be destroyed. ”

"But the fragments of the law are very rare, and one piece requires the sage's exhaustion of a month of hard work to condense, and hundreds of millions of pieces can be condensed into flames. ”

Lynch and Bran walked along the edge, shielding themselves from their breath, and hearing the conversation between those people, the two of them longed for a while, and the fragments of the law could give people earlier access to the power of the rules.

At this time, at the corner mouth, a gray-white tail emerged, twisting left and right.

"Who's looking up to the Demon King?"

Amon seemed to feel something, let out a low roar, turned to see the two of them, his eyes moved to Bran's body, and his eyes lit up.

"Boy, you have finally lived up to the hope of this king, and you have really brought the wrath of thunder, give this king quickly. ”

It lunged at Bran and grabbed it directly, only to be met with two fists in the eye.

Amon let out a strange cry and said, "This king's titanium alloy eyes!"

Lynch and Bran stopped, and the two of them were in pain, but they didn't expect to suffer instead.

Amun stood up, its furry paws covering its eyes, but even so, it did not forget the fury of the thunder, and looked at the spear with fiery eyes.

"Amon, I brought the Thunder Fury, what should I do now?" Bran instinctively took a few steps back, naturally knowing the dog's temperament, and didn't want to hand over the Thunder Fury for no reason.

"Of course it's for me, only I know how to open the Thunder Emperor Circle and see the true inheritance. ”

Lynch stared around and said, "Thunder Emperor Array?"

"I have to praise this Emperor, he uses time as a benchmark for magic, and wants to make a composite magic array......... Wait, you two stinky boys, dare to hit me, I'll bite you to death, woo. ”

Amon bared his teeth and roared, only then did he remember that he had been beaten, opened his bloody mouth and bit down hard.

It chose Lynch, because breaking magic hurts the most.

Lynch stepped back and brushed shoulders with Amon, one streamer after another lingering, turning into a magnetic field, and the hourglass of time flipped.

"Boy, don't think that just because you have mastered many rules, you don't think it's great, don't kill yourself in the end. ”

Amon stood up to the size of an adult and patted his paws with a look of disdain.

"In addition to Mirana, the French Emperor is still a little interesting to the Three Emperors, but the Star Silence Emperor is not also trapped alive in the magic array of the Holy Sacrifice. ”

"This Thunder Emperor is not as simple as he imagined, a hundred years of becoming an emperor is the limit, but he not only learns thunder magic, but also learns time, I suspect that the Thunder Emperor is studying the mystery of time in the second half of his body, building a time magic tower, and wants to do something. ”

Bran saw the magical light rising in the distance and asked, "Then do we have a chance to snatch the fragments of the law?" ”

"Yes, but it's difficult, the real Thunder Emperor Circle hasn't been triggered yet, the magic tower outside is beautiful at best, the thing is still inside, and I need something specific to open it. Amon's eyes flickered, but he wasn't lying on this.

It snapped, as if remembering something, and pounced directly on Bran, looking very anxious and wanting the thunder gun.

Bran let out a low snort, his whole body was cold, and he jumped back, dodging the pounce.

Amon threw himself into the air, passed by, and hit the stone wall, screaming, very unwilling.

"Boy, give me something, only I know how to open the Thunder Emperor Circle, don't think that it is enough to bring the wrath of thunder, you also need the existence of a time mage, except for me, who do you think can master time magic. ”

It screamed a few times, but it wasn't too public, not wanting to be noticed.

"Come!" Lynch's mind moved, and the hourglass of time flipped upside down, and a sigil imprinted the void.

The thunderous fury trembled slightly, and the shadow of the Dao spear appeared, and the elf-like patterns depicted on it revived, and each one was extremely dazzling. No one expected that the Thunder Fury would resonate with the hourglass of time at this moment, and the ripples spread away, bursting into waves.

The hourglass mark reversed and slowly merged into the body of the gun, and the whole gun was not only wrapped in a lightning arc, but also flowed with the breath of time.

Amun's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, as I thought, time and thunder are the true power of the Thunder Emperor, but the inheritance should be left to future generations, isn't he choosing apprentices from the outside world." ”

"Boom"

At this moment, the entire magic tower shook, the clock, seconds, and minutes quickly flipped over, and phantoms flew out of the magic clock, and the hideous head rose and fell, appearing in the ripples of time, it was cold, like a demon from hell, exuding a kind of evil breath.

They only have floating bodies, and if you stare slightly, you will find that they have no eyes at all, and their empty eyes are like an abyss, and you may get lost in them if you gaze at them for a long time. It's transparent, covered in black mist, and shimmers with a metallic glow.

Countless resentful spirits swept in, overwhelming the sky, they raised their heads to the sky and roared, making a piercing sound that made Lynch's heart shake, as if he was about to pass out.

"Put away the power of time!" Amon said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect to see these things, the resentful spirits that exist in time, specifically strangle time mages, because they disturb the balance of the world, and they can refine a Sanctuary time mage alive with one head......."

This is a very peculiar kind of ghost, which does not belong to the current world, but comes from time, and will only seek out the time magician and kill it, so it is called the time ghost.

However, there are also legends that powerful time mages will change the future, causing the death of unworthy people, whose souls cannot be accepted by the heavens and the abyss, and can only float in the river of time, with only one thought in their hearts, which is to kill the time mage.

Hearing this, Lynch put away the power of time and let the hourglass of time collapse.

"Time Spirits are coming at us?" Bran's face changed drastically, and the ghosts rushed out of the side of the tower, submerged into the stone wall, and avoided everyone's sight, heading straight for them.

Yes!

At this moment, a time soul suddenly rushed out of the stone wall, wisps of black mist filled the air, everything withered, and killed Lynch.

Amon reacted the fastest, and with one paw, countless rays of light burst out, and an ancient tree emerged from it, swaying the moonlight, enveloping it and the two of them, and the black mist that could wither all things was blocked out, and at the same time, its other paw was writing Sanskrit in the sky, laying down an enchantment.

"Why are the dead spirits here, the gates of heaven!"

Amon is like a god's mansion, shrouded in holy light, the holy light descends in the void, and a door emerges from it, simple and dark, as if it is made of bronze, tangible and qualitative, and the sound of the brush is directly pressed. (To be continued.) )