Chapter 22 The Attack of a Strong Enemy

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"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Jing Chen turned his head and saw that the huge tree hundreds of meters high fell to the ground.

"Are you all right?" The elder dodged to Jing Chen and said with concern.

"Hmm." Jing Chen answered, and his eyes were still on the collapsed ancient tree, and a feeling of the rest of his life after the disaster arises spontaneously.

"Why did this tree fall down?" The woman standing beside the elder was surprised, staring at the ancient tree that was still gradually breaking, and she didn't want to leave for a long time.

"Big boss?" The middle-aged man also looked at the elder doubtfully.

"I'm not very clear about the tree of the world. After all, the tree of the world has disappeared for too many years. Even in the ancient books of the elves, it is rarely mentioned." The elder said slowly.

"Hmm." The woman nodded and also confirmed the words of the elder. Now the elf clan has been divided into three parts, and after the ancient mythical battle, many ancient books have been lost, so although Rios knows many things, the elders and women who are also elf clans do not know.

"So, maybe only those sages know something." The middle-aged man had no choice but to say.

"The sage..." The elder waved his hand and said nothing more.

"This tree of the world is not Tyreon, but Rahill." Jing Chen said slowly.

"Rahill?" The middle-aged man looked at the other two people doubtfully.

"Isn't it Tyrean?" The woman repeated Jing Chen's words.

"Are you sure?" The elder was suddenly shocked and stared at Jing Chen, as if he had heard something unexpected.

"Well, Grandpa, this world tree is indeed Lahir." Jing Chen said affirmatively.

"Is it Rahir, the god of new life?" Hearing Jing Chen so sure, the elder frowned and said slowly.

"The new god? Isn't it the tree of the world?" Jing Chen wondered whether it was the Green Dragon Thaler or Lahir himself, what he was talking about was the tree of the world. Why did he become the new god when he came to the mouth of the elder.

"Legend has it that at the beginning of the formation of this continent, seven main gods with divine characteristics were born in heaven and earth, namely Kesu, the god of devouring, Lalai, the god of destruction, Asas, the god of deception, Niratop, the god of disaster, Shanila, the god of disease, Yuge, and the new god Lahir. These six ancient gods and La Hill is also called the ancient seven gods, but except for this Lahir, the other six are evil gods, which are born from the unlucky of heaven and earth. The elder looked into the distance, as if he was recalling something.

"Brother, why haven't I seen this history?" The woman wondered that the elves have a habit of reading ancient books, which is also the origin of their elegant temperament. Looking at all kinds of ancient books is a compulsory course for the elves from an early age. The appearance of the elves is no longer their pursuit. Strong strength and profound knowledge have always been admired by thousands of elf girls. The law of worship.

"These are no longer records in ancient books, but what I knew after I inherited the knowledge crystals of the elders of all dynasties." The elder smiled and touched his sister's head and continued to say, "Later, the Creator came to our continent and found the six evil roots, so he joined forces with the new god Lahir to get rid of the other six gods. Unfortunately, at the last moment, Lahir was bewitched by the god of temptation, Niratop, and betrayed the creation god. Fortunately, the creation The power of the gods is infinite, and the ancient seven gods were finally destroyed together. This is the first mythical battle. Speaking of this, the elder looked up at Jing Chen. Seeing Jing Chen's confused face, the elder said doubtfully, "Xiao Chen, is there anything wrong?"

"No...No." Jing Chen scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Then Lahir didn't do anything to you, did he?" The elder looked at Jing Chen carefully again and asked.

"This is..."

"Whew!"

It didn't wait for Jing Chen to finish speaking, and several sounds broke through the air.

"Boom!"

Before the elders and others could react, a huge explosion suddenly sounded, and Jing Chen only felt that his eardrums were about to be broken.

"This is..." The smoke dispersed, and the elder looked up.

Around them, there were eighteen huge boxes, which were painted with a layer of dazzling blood red, as if they were blood.

"Beast court?" Seeing this battle, the elder said in a low voice.

"Big elder, long time no see." A strange voice laughed.

Jing Chen turned his head and saw a tall young man and a short and fat middle-aged man not far away. The two stood on two blood-red boxes, talking to the tall young man.

"The Second Envoy of the Underworld?" There was a trace of solemnity in the elder's voice, and his footsteps moved slightly, protecting Jing Chen behind him.

Seeing the elder's action, the young man smiled and said coldly, "No one here today can leave."

"We have no grudge against the beast court. What are you doing today?" The elder stared at the two with a deep face, while the woman and the middle-aged man formed a triangle with the elder, surrounded Jing Chen in the middle and stared at the boxes with a solemn expression.

"Is it the remnants of the Duolong family?" Rios' voice sounded, and there was doubt in his tone, but he could not hear a trace of tension.

"The Doron family?" Jing Chen vaguely remembered that Rios once told himself about this family, which was still in the ancient capital of giant beasts on the edge of the Warcraft Mountains. Rios mentioned some at that time.

"Well, it's the beast master family I told you at the beginning. I didn't expect to see them." Rios sarcastically, as if he remembered something.

"Are these...?" Jing Chen looked at the huge red boxes and couldn't see the use of these boxes.

"It's just some small tricks. Compared with the heyday of the Duolong family, these things are really not on the table." Rios said disdainful, paused and continued, "This thing is to collect the tortured dead soul of warcraft, deal with it by a special means, and let these souls use it for them."

After listening to Rios' words, Jing Chen frowned slightly, and it turned out to be this kind of vicious method. At the beginning, the white bones of the Warcraft in the valley were tortured to death, and what was contained in these boxes was the remnants of the Warcraft that were tortured to death. It seems that this Duolong family is really not a good thing. Thinking of this, Jing Chen couldn't help it. Spit on the ground.

"Xiaochen, be careful when you fight later. This beast soul blood array is very powerful. If there is a chance, leave here quickly." The elder's voice sounded in his ear, and Jing Chen's heart warmed.

"Hmm." With a nod, Jing Chen answered softly.

"Big elder, have you arranged it?" The young man smiled and looked at the elder, as if his good friend was chatting.

The elder snorted coldly, "Are you sure how many of us are?"

"I can't eat it, but I can't eat it. You don't have to test me. Don't want to leave today. Hand over the spirit of the ancient tree and keep your whole body." The young man said coldly.

"The essence of the ancient tree?" The elder raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think your means are seamless? Someone in our holy religion has found it for a long time, just waiting for you to take it out for us today, haha. With that, he laughed loudly.

"What?" The middle-aged man beside the elder turned his head and stared at the young man in surprise.

"Don't believe it? It doesn't matter. I'll let you understand. Come out." The young man slapped his hands three times in a row, and a teenager came out. Jing Chen took a closer look. It was Yu Wentian who was fighting with him that day.

"It's you!" The middle-aged man stared at Yu Wentian and said harshly.

"Teacher, I'm sorry." With that, Yu Wentian arched his hand casually.

"You...you...how did you know?" The middle-aged man pointed to Yu Wentian and said in surprise.

Yu Wentian smiled and said, "I was originally an enchanter, and my aura sensitivity to heaven and earth was stronger than others. That day, when you came to my house and I visited you in the evening, I heard the conversation between you and the master's wife. Although it was just a few words, it was enough."

"How did you get in touch with the beast court?" The middle-aged man continued to question.

"Beast court? You mean the Holy Church, right? My father has been a member of the Holy Church for a long time. How can we not contact him? With that, Yu Wentian smiled, pointed to Jing Chen with his hand, and shouted fiercely, "The surname is Jing. I didn't deal with you that day. Today is your death!"

"Okay, Xiaowen, don't talk nonsense with them. Go back and say hello to your father for us. Let's leave it to the two of us." The young man said lightly.

Yu Wentian bowed slightly to the two people, "Thank you, two messengers. I'll leave first." With that, he stared at Jing Chen, turned his head and left.

"Guys, what should be said has been said. What should be understood also let you understand. Let me take you on the road?" The young man laughed.

When the words fell, the young man gestured to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man moved, and the big boxes burst together in an instant.

"Be careful." The elder reminded that both the woman and the middle-aged man nodded solemnly.

The eighteen big boxes cracked in an instant, and the thick gray fog floated out of it. At first, the fog still swayed. Not long after, under the action of the two tall and short people, lightning shot at the four people in the field.

"Retired!" The elder gave a shout, and several people retreated together.

"Can you still leave?" The young man said coldly.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the gray fog suddenly collided with each other, making a huge roar.

"What?" The middle-aged man exclaimed, and saw that the gray fog after the collision condensed into a warcraft that Jingchen had never seen before.

"Soul Beast?" The elder looked at the warcraft with a solemn expression and said doubtfully.

"Lao Li, is this?" Seeing this abnormal scene, Jing Chen was puzzled.

"When the remnant soul gathers to a certain number, it can produce qualitative change through some secret methods. This is a typical example of qualitative change caused by the so-called quantitative change." This time, Rios's voice was also solemn. Obviously, this thing is very difficult to deal with.