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Chapter 24 O'Habam Raging Dragon Roar (1)

As cool as water, the wind gently caressed by, and the huge power rubbed against the magical element in the air, repelled, and the light powder was still falling from the air. At that moment, no one dared to attack the man who walked out of the light. When the power of the Doomsday War Heaven was pushed to the middle, the huge power was mixed with an unparalleled spiritual impact, which shocked everyone.

Wu Ranf, who was affected by the power of this light, had disappeared from people's sight. After a moment, he crawled out of a ruin, and blood was pouring out. For a moment, it seemed that he was not even standing steadily. At the most critical moment, Belan, the ascetic, flashed more than ten meters away. However, the impact of the aftermath of power and the huge backlash brought by the destruction of the wand, also caused her cultivation to drop several levels in an instant, and she kept spitting out blood. Relatively speaking, Robert 8226, who attacked from the rear, was slightly injured, but only relatively speaking, except for the sudden appearance of the black-clothed killer disappeared after the blow, no one could organize an effective attack for the moment.

Of course, there were still hundreds of Templars behind him. After the initial shock, they organized a fighting posture again and surrounded them from both sides. At this time, a short figure in a white robe finally appeared in the mist in front of the hut.: The light on the patterned magic metal slowly flowed, and occasionally, moving patterns flashed on the outer wall of the hut. On the grass in front of the hut, the old master elf with a black short wooden stick raised his head. Time passed away, and the natural proud appearance of the main elf, but also accumulated the majesty brought by the power. The power of the master elf is based on magical elements. Therefore, even if it is a long distance away, you can feel the activity and excitement of the elemental elf around the old man.

"So far, Vincent, you did a great job." A smile appeared on the old man's face. "According to Santoia's records, since the great destruction, the power began to settle. There were only a few people who could break through the next section of the Doomsday War Heaven. In the past thousand seven hundred years of the Palace of Light rule over the earth, there were only four people in total that achieved this achievement, but they were all dead, and you were the fifth, which means... you must have lived a hard life..."

"Is the record of the Palace of Light. Does it make sense?" Walking forward step by step, Vincent's voice became a little hoarse, "For more than a thousand years, at least seven have been able to reach this light. You are just recording the things you want to record... I heard that there are five old men in front of the seven-day judgment of Santoia. Which one are you?"

"My name is Taren." The old man nodded, "Just count. Yiluli and I are 17 generations apart from each other. You are very nice to her. Thank you."

"I want to see her, don't block the way."

"This is a reasonable request." The old man nodded. "However, Santoiati commanded that you must kill you. You should know that you are no longer likely to leave. If you are willing to commit suicide after seeing her, I can give you some time and ensure the safety of Iluli in the future. In Santoia, she will have a transcendent position."

The night wind was silent for a while, and everyone was listening to the conversation between the two. For many years, the main elves have set up such killing situations against the inheritors of the Doomsday War Heavenly Technique, which is basically a foolproof situation. The power of a single hand cannot resist the huge resources accumulated by the main elves over the past thousand years. Vincent stopped and lowered his head gently: "Ha..."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." He covered his forehead and laughed softly, then turned into a laugh to the sky. Vincent's blood-red eyes showed a hint of sadness, "It's a pity, I still have something I want to do. I want to choose another method, such as... knocking down you, saving her, I will leave this with her, and live a happy life from now on..."

"Of course, why not. It's written like this in fairy tales." The old man smiled, "Then first, take my sword and you can see her."

"A sword?"

Gently, the old man raised the black staff in his hand: "Elemental Ancient Sword."

The black staff fell to the ground, and at that moment, it seemed as if the entire space had shaken for a moment.

The earth did not move, but at that moment, the magic elements in the entire space seemed to be as frightened as if they were alive, and the magic energy roared silently, as if they had encountered their kings and rushed in one direction at the same time.

In this world filled with various magic elements in the air, the introductory magicians use spells to summon all kinds of magical magic. After continuous proficiency, when their cultivation level rises, they begin to silence various spells. On the other hand, they have mastered the power of balance and can use various incredible small movements to lead the flow of magic between heaven and earth. For example, when someone summons magic, they even need to throw a stone into a completely irrelevant place, and they can destroy the opponent's magic through the small chain reaction of magic elements, or directly transform it into another magical expression situation. This power is already a super level.

And above this, some people can directly give the element life, just as he tells a certain elemental spirit a command,

Ten thousand magic elements gathered together spontaneously. In front of you, the ancient sword of the element was obviously using this technique. Countless purple and blue lights suddenly passed through the space and walked along the grass. In a blink of an eye, only magicians like Belan, or warriors like Vincent who are born to repel magic power can understand how pure the magic energy gathered around the old man is.

If the Doomsday War Heavenly Technique is an absolute power, then what the old man in front of him shows is absolute magic.

The demon pressure condensed, and on this side, the power of the Doomsday War Heavenly Technique also began to rise again. Between the two completely rejected pure force, the entire space seemed a little suffocating. Feeling the terror of the two forces, the people around began to retreat continuously.

Legend has been said to be a long time ago. The power of magic and martial arts was completely separated. This is because the power between heaven and earth is too pure. The power of magic and martial arts is equally extreme, but there are extremely obvious boundaries in performance. Therefore, magicians cannot learn martial arts, and warriors cannot accept magic elements. If they want to practice both, the consequences will be backfire. However, when time passes, various forces begin to settle down, the boundary between magic and martial arts becomes no longer clear. In the late stage of the ancient magic empire four thousand years ago, the convergence of magic and martial arts became a major trend to study power. Great Destruction

Later, 99% of ancient martial arts and magic have disappeared. Since then, new martial arts or magic have involved another aspect of power without exception, because pure power or pure magic is too extreme and too difficult to master. This is why even if Wulanfu's power is strong, the boxing technique mixed with elemental power cannot surpass the extreme Doomsday War Heaven. Belan's life magic mixed with martial arts understanding cannot face absolutely purely powerful power. For these people, it may be the first time that they have seen pure extreme power and magic in this life.

At the same level, only those who can fight against absolute power are the same extreme things, magic, or the doomsday war technique used by another person.

"It's been more than a thousand years. This is the first time I have used this style of the Beacon Fire Thunder God in the Three Elemental Sword." He stood there quietly. His short figure leaning on a black stick was as powerful as a god in everyone's eyes. "Vincent. You..."

"Roar" Elder Taren's words had not finished speaking. With Vincent's roar, the golden fighting spirit, which was condensed into the essence, rushed towards his place like a cannonball. With a loud bang, the fighting spirit and the magic elements produced the most violent impact. The space suddenly exploded, and in the loud bang, the amazing magic flames expanded in all directions.

At that moment, Vincent left a collision with the flames. Elder Taron, in white clothes, had already flew into the sky. As the black staff danced, the angry thunder formed a column of lightning as thick as a bucket, and fell on his head.

Rumble

It was clearly hit by the power of lightning, but at the same time it collided, an astonishing flame that could dissolve gold and erode iron pushed out to the surroundings, sweeping over ten meters around. The green grass carpet turned into ashes in an instant, and only the house made of magic metal emitted an astonishing light, standing still in the flames.

"Wow, the Beacon Thunder Sword...what is that? Is your master elves' ultimate move? Why haven't I known about it for so many years in the Light God Palace..."

About a few thousand meters away from the battle scene, in the command center halfway up the mountain, the power of the magic water mirror declared collapse when it touched the pure magic power of Elder Taron. Clinton and Paladin Wood and the magician Winnie simply went out to the platform outside and watched the battle not far away. In their vision, the flames and lightning driven by the sword of the war and the lightning swept across the radius with Vincent as the center reached more than ten meters wide. From a distance, the speeding lightning was connected to the sky, and the purest magic flame swept across everything, becoming the most gorgeous scene of the night. In Clinton's amazement, Wood and Winnie looked at each other with a smile, and seemed a little proud in their eyes.

"You have been in Atroka for the years, of course you don't know." Winnie explained with a smile, "It's still Santoya's secret for the time being. I heard that it was an ancient martial arts excavated from the elves found by the five elders and the heavenly knight Lancelo a thousand years ago. In fact, it was used a long time ago, but it is not unified with the current power system, so the effect is limited. The five elders have modified a lot in the past thousand years and have been announced at the upper level more than ten years ago, but our qualifications have not yet arrived. We have only recently learned that this is the first time to test the sword."

"Ancient Martial Arts? Wow." Clinton exclaimed, "No wonder... I have never seen the pure elemental power before..."

"That's right, it's pure elemental power, which just happens to restrain each other with the Doomsday War Heaven. The above is preparing to announce to the public that this is Xinluos's imperial martial arts. You know, the magic power is divided into four basic systems of earth, fire, water, and wind. The compound magic power that goes up is light and darkness, and the deeper one is space and spirit. This set of things mixes the power of the first six systems. This style of beacon fire thunder god is a combination of water and fire, but now it seems that it is more effective when dealing with a large-scale enemy, but it is also very powerful, right?"

"What are there two more moves?" Clinton was curious.

"The firmness of the earth. The holy land of light has formed an invincible morning light sword. I had the chance to see this sword once at Sunset Peak. In an instant, it will scatter all the light elements around it, and then emit it after infinite compression. It is really terrible. There is also a style that is Tianlan Mingshou, which combines wind element and dark element. I just heard that there is, but... the elegance of the wind, coupled with the mystery of darkness, is definitely the strongest assassination sword in a style." Winnie said, while staring at the battle below, "I can't see it very much, Clinton, what do you think of the current situation?"

Hearing Winnie ask, Clinton smiled and shook his head: "I'm very inferior, I can't tell." Then he was kicked hard. However, Wood shook his head regretfully: "The war fire Thunder Sword is not very restrained against the Doomsday War Heaven Technique. Vincent's power is too terrible. Elder Taron looks glorious now, but he can't suppress him in terms of strength. Look, Vincent has always been as solid as a rock, and he can't fight back. Clinton. You should see these clearly than me, right?"

"Well. Since you have this feeling, it's probably because he expected that Elder Taron would not be the last difficulty. So he didn't want to spend his power here at all." Clinton said with the flow, "What I'm interested in now is what the fourth style of the ancient sword of the element is..."

"The fourth style? How can there be space and spirit?"

"Why can't it be? The eight magic series. Since the six-type earth sword move has appeared, of course there should be the last one. Think about it, the moment the sword is drawn, tearing the space and killing the spiritual body, my god, I'm dead and dead, what should this move be called? The end of the world?"

Feeling that he was also possible, the two siblings looked at each other, and then Winnie smiled and said, "What is the end of the world? You will think about it. The three swords are still in the running-in period, let alone space magic and spiritual magic, we have not made any progress. We have to reach the stage of flexible use, at least a few hundred years away, ah..."

While speaking, she suddenly looked at the battlefield in the distance, and saw a raging thunder streaking on the magic hut. The lightning flashed away, but Vincent was gone. Elder Taron was in mid-air and gave up the subsequent attack. The air on the platform solidified for a moment, and then Wood's suppressed excitement and nervous voice came from: "He has already entered."

Clinton's body was stiff: "Is something that I worry most about to happen?"

"This is our opportunity and challenge. Launching it is the dream of every guardian." Wood smiled at Clinton, then turned around and sent instructions with magic, "The target is in place... sends out a signal, the energy accelerates to start, and count down for five seconds..."

"five……"

The flames rushed into the sky, and the Templars began to evacuate around as fast as possible. In the magical house, Vincent closed the door and faced Iluli's crying.

"Go out soon! It's too late!"

Confined in this magical house, she could see the fierce battle outside, but could not send any specific information. Although she used the secret method Vincent taught her to not come over and over again, it was obvious that Vincent did not follow her opinion. Therefore, when he rushed into the door from outside, what he saw was Yiluli's swollen face, and the dress that had torn apart the flesh on his hands and feet in constant struggle, and was beaten with blood.

"Since I decided to come here, there are always some things that will be too late, so we have to buy time now..." While saying that, he simply walked to Yiluli's side, picked up a magic chain, and used two force to break it. "You have cried too much, and now you are not as beautiful as before."

Ignoring his teasing, Yiluli cried, "You don't know what they will use to deal with you!"

"I don't know, but there will always be some amazing things." He pulled out the four magic chains, and he was holding Yiluli up. Suddenly, a gloomy force swept past like a tide. The demonic pressure came. Yiluli's whole body floated up with a "ah" sound. It seemed that he could hear howls from hell, resentment, and madness around him... He hugged the woman in front of him. Vincent looked at the dark ridge in the distance through the hollowed-out pattern, "I really didn't think... it would be this..."

At this time, let us rise to the sky from the perspective of our perspective, and look down from the sky. A black hole with a radius of three meters has appeared on the mountainside. An unparalleled huge force swept out from here, crossing thousands of meters away. The magic power has vaguely formed a giant belt of light, imprisoning all the objects inside. The hollow magic hut is shrouded in this ray of light.
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