The watchtower snorted angrily, even the face of the adult to deal with his endless city wall, it is impossible to be so light-hearted, the watchtower is more imposing, but the heart is as quiet as the surrounding lake, the whole person continues to gallop forward, the long sword on the waist is unsheathed, the endless city tower suddenly flashes the brilliance of the law, and tightens towards Feng Qinglang.

If Feng Qinglang had not yet stepped into the peerless world, then he believed that the world in front of him must be surrounded by endless tall city towers, but now he could clearly see that the sword handed by the watchtower from the city tower was aimed at his eyebrows, and there was not much killing intent, and the intention was obviously to slash across Feng Qinglang's face.

This sword is as fast as thunder, full of Zheng Zheng injustice, secretly looking at the tower I don't know how many times I have practiced, this is the sword he comprehended after defeating countless tenacious opponents, and the perfect combination with the city tower, with his own courage and undying courage, he believes that Feng Qinglang must put away that understatement look, and deal with it seriously.

But just when the long sword was about to cut through the electric flint of Feng Qinglang's face, Feng Qinglang, who had been retreating, changed his move in danger, under normal circumstances, one side is poised to do it, and it is taboo to change his move temporarily, but Feng Qinglang is not half far-fetched, just one step, he stepped over the layers of city towers, stepped over the edge of the long sword, leaned in front of the watchtower, and gently hit the shoulders of the watchtower.

The watchtower suddenly snorted miserably, and even the person with the sword rushed off the ground and flew back, falling more than ten meters away with a bang, Feng Qinglang commented: "Wanglou, this sword is customized by me alone, right? Presumably you are still proud of this, but because of your deliberate actions, it seems that this sword is completely outside the law of the city tower, so that the city tower is no longer ......pure."

Under the bright moon, Wanglou's face turned pale, and he carefully recalled the other party's two comments, although he wanted to refute it, but he had to admit that the other party was to the point.

He unsheathed his sword, nodded slightly, snorted coldly, said hello, and as soon as he turned around, he disappeared into the night.

Li Yinuo and the others, who were waiting for the results by the lake, saw the watchtower leave in a hurry, and Hao Xiaxue was about to catch up, but Li Yinuo stopped him and said, "Let him be quiet." ”

Oslen also said: "The war is imminent, so it is a good thing for him to be frustrated and return to peace." ”

“......”

Three days later, the whole system, led by the large magic pattern, carried out the first run-in operation, and the whole process was quite successful, and the Flying Fish Islands cheered, as if they had won the victory.

Feng Qinglang frowned slightly, hid back in the tent alone, spread out the flowchart on the wide table, and always felt that something was wrong.

It is getting closer and closer to the arrival of that day, their plan seems to be grandiose, but it also has a very low tolerance rate, once there is any irreparable loophole, I am afraid that everyone will be doomed.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but look back, only to see a man in an elven costume, who had stood behind him at some point, and looked at the architecture diagram with him, but the brim of his hat was pressed very low, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

Feng Qinglang's brows furrowed even more, the elven reinforcements arrived yesterday, to be honest, they have missed the most important run-in period, their coming, the symbolic meaning is higher than the practical significance, this guy can come behind him unconsciously, it seems that he is a great master, but he trespasses into other people's camps like this, which is somewhat inconsistent with the etiquette of the elves.

"It's not as smooth as I imagined, is it the last illusion link, which doesn't simulate the real blink of a thousand years at all?" What I didn't expect was that it was the person who spoke first, this is a voice with a slight vicissitudes, and the pronunciation is actually an unusually standard Alan accent.

Feng Qinglang's heart moved, his eyes returned to the architecture diagram, and found that this was indeed the case, illusion is the most critical part of the whole plan, all the magic patterns are to provide spiritual power for the illusionists, and when the result is run-in, when it comes to the illusionist link, because there is no test object, it can only be simulated in the ordinary scene of the illusion world, and the real mental consumption cannot be simulated at all, no wonder I always feel that there is a loophole somewhere, as long as I choose a strong person to simulate...... Well, I don't know if His Excellency Dongdi Tian will support this plan, otherwise Bivis seems to be quite talkative......

This man can point out the key at a glance, he must be the senior master of the elf world, remembering that he is still on the side, he hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly.

The elven man lifted the hood on his head and walked to the side of the table, where various sealing instruments were neatly arranged, he picked up one of them, it was an azure sapphire the size of a baby's fist, and sighed softly: "The heart of the volcano, unconsciously, is that a thousand years have passed......"

Feng Qinglang's heart trembled, and he looked at the other party in disbelief, the heart of the volcano is the instrument that seals the Burning Sky Flame, and the sealer is ......

Behind the hood is a half-elf face, even if the traces of time have been written, it is still extremely handsome, even if the face is full of nostalgia, it still can't erase the warm breath of winter sun in his expression.

This face, in this world, haunts various editions of history books, the main entrances of various museums, the central sculptures of various cities, and all kinds of legendary illustrated books......

Feng Qinglang felt that his heart was beating faster after a long absence, this legendary man, called Kronos, when the world sang about him, he preferred to call him Angry Waves, one of the most dazzling legends thousands of years ago, but he didn't expect him to be still alive, and he also joined the inconspicuous elf team in a low-key manner and came here......

Fury Lang put down the heart of the volcano, picked up other utensils and looked at them carefully, and chuckled lightly: "In your eyes, do you think that I should be one with them, it should have been a mark of history, not a living standing in front of me, right?"

Feng Qinglang bowed down again, this time much more solemnly and formally, and said solemnly: "I've seen the Sage Kronos!"

Nu Lang shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to be formal, and said: "A few years ago, I returned to the land of Nirvana, a thousand years ago, it used to be a prison, even Aaron squatted in it, a thousand years later, it is already a military town, and the important thing is that there is a private museum of mine, just to commemorate me......!

"Uh......"

"There's a bronze statue of me there, I mean a separate bronze statue, you know, the usual bronze statue, I have to stand with Aaron honestly, not to mention how aggrieved I am...... Hehe, a lot of people who come here will bow to the bronze statue in a serious manner, just like you just did......"

"Well, I'm not Aaron, I'm still alive, okay? Your eyes shouldn't be looking at ......."

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly, such a topic of dialogue is not easy to pick up, and it can't be echoed and said, yes, a great existence like you shouldn't be a mess like Aaron, as all kinds of bronze statues, always standing together.

Nu Lang smiled gently and said, "Okay, I know that my weird old man has left you with a psychological shadow, now, take me to meet him!"

“......”