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In order to find the second elder who was rumored to be in retreat in the Amazon forest and revive the Vandal tribe, the female pirate Margaret not only sent a team of clansmen to leave Wusha Island with Yang Ling, but also gave him a portrait of the second elder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After taking out the portrait and looking at it, Yang Ling became more and more sure that the white-robed old man sitting cross-legged in the molten pool was the second elder Brent that the Vandal tribe had been looking for for thousands of years.

Is he seriously injured, or is he trapped by the ban?

Looking at the Fire Elf King who rushed left and right under the combined attacks of top powerhouses such as Elder Faun, Stuart, and Elder Brown, and used explosive fireballs to kill many knights and magicians from time to time, and then looked at the flaming molten pool, Yang Ling secretly guessed the reason why the Second Elder appeared here.

It is rumored that the second elder cultivated to the god-level realm thousands of years ago, and he was full of wind magic, and he went to the vast Amazon forest to retreat in order to break through to a higher realm. The underground mausoleum was lifeless, and there was not a trace of wind magic elements on the second layer except for death and fire-type magic elements, obviously, it was impossible for him to meditate here. Either they are severely injured and unable to move, or they are trapped alive in the molten pool.

If the basin lined with stone tablets is a confined space, superimposed with many gravitational prohibitions, phantom arrays, and killing arrays, then there are traps everywhere around the molten pool, and the mystical prohibitions are superimposed. A church of the Holy See inadvertently broke into it and was covered in flames, circling around the perimeter like a headless fly, and was burned to ashes in a short time.

No matter how strong the strength is, it can withstand the flames that soar into the sky, but if you don't understand the mystery of the prohibition, it is not impossible to be trapped for thousands of years!

This prohibition is too big, too complicated, and the phantom array is superimposed, not to mention ordinary people, even Yang Ling, who is extremely familiar with the prohibition of confinement, does not dare to trespass. It's okay to let him avoid some traps, and if he wants to completely break the ban, there is nothing he can do for the time being. If you didn't guess wrong, the key array should be in the flaming molten pool, but who would dare to rush into it easily?

"Young man, if you want to break the fire ban, this molten pool is the key. Come in, I'm here, don't worry about these purple flames!" Just as Yang Ling was carefully observing the prohibition in the molten pool, the old man's voice sounded in his soul again.

"Elder Brent, thousands of years have passed, and the tribe has been searching for your whereabouts. I think the people of Usha Island will welcome you back!"

Although he understood that the old man just wanted to break the ban and would not have any bad intentions for himself, for the sake of prudence, Yang Ling still vaguely involved the relationship with Wusha Island. Then, he opened the Frozen Realm Protector and gritted his teeth and rushed into the flaming molten pool.

As the old man said, the molten pool is the key to breaking the prohibition of the fire elves, and only by breaking in and seeing it clearly can it be possible to come up with a way to crack it. In addition, with the Frozen Throne armor and the Frozen Realm Armor, you can exit in time if something goes wrong.

Usha Island?

After hearing Yang Ling's soul transmission, the old man was shocked, and looked excitedly at Yang Ling, who rushed over like a gust of wind.

As soon as Yang Ling and his entourage entered the underground mausoleum, he noticed this group of uninvited guests. At first, he thought that it was another group of guys who had come to send them to death, but when Yang Ling led a team of elites to cross the many illusions and quickly arrived at the Fire Elf Tribe, he understood that after thousands of years, he had finally waited for a chance to get out of trouble.

Back then, after inadvertently breaking into the second layer of the mausoleum and falling into this ancient array, he relied on his powerful spiritual power to see through many illusions, killed all the way in, and directly broke into the molten pool of flames. Unexpectedly, the strength of the Fire Elf King had increased several times, or even more than ten times, in the molten pool. After a great battle, his divine power was consumed, and his spiritual power was sharply reduced, although he could barely sense the situation in the outside world, he could no longer see through the illusion in the molten pool, and was trapped alive for thousands of years.

Through his divine sense, he found that Yang Ling's own strength was not strong, and the reason why he was able to see through many illusions was that he must have enough knowledge of this ancient magic array. This made him shocked and saw the hope of getting out of trouble, but he never imagined that Yang Ling would actually say his name and Wusha Island, where he grew up.

Before entering the molten pool, Yang Ling felt a suffocating heat wave rushing towards him. There was a tingling in the skin, and the range of the frozen realm dropped sharply from twenty steps to ten steps, and the loss of magic power and spiritual power was extremely staggering.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to break the formation, you must hold off the Fire Elf King!" After transmitting the souls of Elder Faun and Stuart and others in the fierce battle, Yang Ling swallowed a handful of demonic beast essence blood to replenish the consumed magic power and spiritual power, accelerated again, and sank into the sky-high flames with a 'whew'.

Despite his preparations, Yang Ling still felt a heavy pressure after being in the astonishing purple flames, and suddenly he smelled a smell of his clothes being burned. There was only one step left in the frozen realm, and the skin tingled in bursts, as if it had hit a hedgehog full of spikes, and the incredibly hot purple flames were getting closer and closer.

"Young man, don't worry about these flames, come over here!"

Just when Yang Ling hesitated whether he should withdraw immediately, the old man's voice came again, and immediately after, a milky white energy penetrated his brain, forming a faint silver light on the surface of his body, blocking the terrifying flames.

Power?

After making sure that the flames were no longer in danger, Yang Ling was overjoyed to think about the milky white divine power that had been stolen from the Holy Goddess Angel's body at the beginning. Reclaim the frozen realm that is about to collapse, turn around the traps, and come to the elder named Brent. Although there is still no way to completely break the ban for a while, it is not too difficult to bypass some of the pitfalls.

"Young man, are you from Wusha Island?" Looking at Yang Ling, who had rushed in decisively, Elder Brent nodded appreciatively.

"Thank you Elder for your help, you can call me Yang Ling in the future!" Seeing that Elder Brent's face was even paler, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, Yang Ling understood that in order to bless himself with divine power to resist the flames, the other party was not easy, and after taking a breath, he continued: "I am not a Vandal, but I have tried my best to help you resurrect hundreds of clansmen, and I am a friend of Patriarch Margaret!"

Resurrect hundreds of people?

Elder Brent looked at Yang Ling suspiciously, and under the latter's explanation, he slowly understood what was going on. Finally, with a heavy heart, I would like to briefly talk about my experience over the years. As Yang Ling expected, he was trapped in this prohibition after his strength was greatly damaged.

"There is an innate purple spiritual fire in the depths of the molten pool, which is the source of the power of the Fire Elf Clan, and it is also the key to cracking this ancient magic array. It's a pity that after not being able to replenish my divine power, my spiritual power has not only not recovered over the years, but has been consumed less and less, and I can no longer take a step forward. Feeling the little physical and mental strength left in his body, Elder Brent shook his head regretfully.

"Elder Brent, maybe, I can give it a try!" After feeling the surging energy fluctuations in the depths of the molten pool, Yang Ling was eager to try after vaguely understanding the prohibitions around him. According to the records of the obelisk, the innate purple spiritual fire is an extremely rare treasure, and after putting it away, it will not only be beneficial to future cultivation, but also break this prohibition in one fell swoop, why not?

"Oh, sinners who break into the mausoleum, go and die!"

Sensing the movement in the molten pool, the Fire Elf King was furious and was stabbed by Stuart's Darkiron Lance, a fire that burned the two Templars who stood in his way. After tearing a gap under the siege of everyone, he quickly retreated into the molten pool while covering his wounds, attacking Yang Ling, who was about to break the formation.

"Yang Ling, hurry up, I'll deal with this guy!" Elder Brent waved his hand and sent out a wind blade to block the menacing Fire Elf King.

Yang Ling took a deep breath, and then decisively rushed into the depths of the molten pool, and with a flicker of his body, he quickly disappeared in front of the two.

Feeling that Yang Ling went straight to the innate purple spiritual fire, and after getting closer and closer, the Fire Elf King was shocked and angry, and he couldn't wait to rush over and burn him to ashes. Helplessly, he was entangled by Elder Brent, although his strength in the molten pool had greatly improved, he was not yet the opponent of Elder Brent, a god-level powerhouse. For thousands of years, if it weren't for the fire ban, the Fire Elves would have all died at his hands.

"Kill, kill them all, quick!"

"Leave no one, kill!"

After accidentally being rushed out of the encirclement by the Fire Elf King and returning to the molten pool to destroy Yang Ling's plan, Elder Faun, Stuart and the others were furious and frantically slaughtered the Agni Elves outside the molten pool. In particular, Elder Brown of the Holy See, seeing that the five Templars he brought were killed one after another, went all out in anger and burst out with terrifying combat effectiveness. The overwhelming serpentine lightning left the nearby Fire Elves with nowhere to hide, killing more than two hundred Fire Elves in the blink of an eye.

Not long after Yang Ling entered, there was a strange 'woo' sound in the molten pool. Immediately following the firelight, a thick purple flame rose into the sky, reaching into the sky, emitting a formidable heat wave. The knights and magicians who couldn't dodge were vaporized in an instant, and even Stuart, who was walking slowly, was on fire, and if it weren't for the help of Elder Faun on the side, I am afraid that he would not have been able to escape.

"No"

Sensing the great changes in the depths of the molten pool, the Fire Elf King broke into it despite the sharp wind blade, even if he was cut covered in blood. It's a pity that it's still a step too late, and the innate purple spiritual fire that the clansmen rely on to survive has disappeared!

(To be continued)