Chapter 33 Hands On (Happy Lantern Festival!)

Jing Chen ignored Tyreon, who was looking good at the play beside him. He glanced around and couldn't help taking a cold breath in the place where the Enchantment Hall fought with the strong men of the alliance.

In just a while, a group of horrible lights lit up wherever I could see. Jing Chen didn't know if the mainland had ever appeared before, but at least Jing Chen had never heard of it, not to mention seeing such a large number of god-level strong men fighting in one place on such a large scale. .

At this moment, with Jing Chen's strength, it can't be seen which side has the upper hand.

"Aren't you going to take action?" Tyran looked at Jing Chen with great interest. The two are essentially a soul, and with Tyran's experience can naturally see through a lot of things. At this moment, Jing Chen has no intention to do it, which makes Tyran a little confused. Although Jing Chen can know what Tyran is thinking, Tyran can't see what Jing Chen's thoughts. Fa, this feeling is quite magical. For Tyreen, Jing Chen is more like a master, and for Jing Chen, Tyreen is like his other body.

"It's not the right time. I always feel that this war is not that simple, don't you think?" Jing Chen looked at Terry with a smile. After all, he could feel Terry's idea. It can be said that Terry was simply a transparent person in front of Jing Chen.

"If you don't take action, it doesn't matter whether it's simple or not. Do you think these guys can deal with the alliance's mansions with Enchantment Hall? Don't underestimate the stone people. You should be able to learn something from my memory about the strength of this clan, but what you know is its level in ancient times. Your current era is not ancient times.

Jing Chen is used to letting the consciousness of the tree of the world control this Tyreen by himself, which is more like two people. Of course, when necessary, Jing Chen can also take over Tyreen's body and let him act according to his own ideas, and Jing Chen also favors Tyreen's combat experience, in the era of coexistence of ancient gods. Tyreon can still rank among the top strong, which is not only a manifestation of strength, but also means that Tyreon's combat skills have reached a peak, a height beyond the reach of an ordinary mansion. Jing Chen hopes to learn something suitable for himself by watching Tyrion's battle.

Although Jingchen can "see" all the memories of Tyran, memory is a memory. When those combat skills are really used from Tyran, the power they can play will naturally be very different. For Jingchen now, it is not so easy to improve his strength, so he needs to improve the battle. Fighting skills, and Tyreon is undoubtedly the best teacher in this field. This is actually one of the reasons why Jingchen brought Tyreon here. What Jingchen needs is not only a helper, but also a combat guide.

"Xiaochen..."

At this time, the chief elder of the Enchantment Hall, who had never spoken, suddenly sounded in Jing Chen's ear.

Hearing the other party's voice, Jing Chen's eyes condensed slightly. He knew that it was time for him to take action.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Jing Chen did not take action directly, but gave a wink at Terry, who was beside him. Terry had already been a little depressed here. If Jing Chen hadn't let go, he would have rushed in to kill him.

Seeing the young man who had been standing next to Jing Chen and claiming to be his friend rushed up, but Jing Chen was still standing there. The chief elder couldn't help frowning. Although he also understood the truth of gathering things, others may not be able to see it at this moment, but the chief elder Naturally, it can be seen that those divine strong men on our side are already at a disadvantage. Although this disadvantage has not been amplified now, with the passage of time... The chief elder's eyes can't help but feel a trace of worry.

When it comes to this, the chief elder couldn't help looking into the distance. On the surface, there is nothing empty, but it is not difficult to see from the solemn look on the elder's face that it is definitely not as simple as it looks. As for what is hidden there, few people know, at least those there. I'm afraid no one knows except this chief elder.

......

In the black temple, Lakhill sat on his divine throne, and there was a magic screen in front of him. The magic screen was divided into two, part of which showed the battlefield of the enchantment hall and the alliance side. The divine power on the battlefield bursts of light after wave after wave, forming the city of Bifran. New Year's magic fireworks also need countless times of dazzling light and shadow effects, but this light and shadow effect is not a thing for only appreciation of the New Year's magic fireworks in Flange City. If these dazzling lights and shadows hit the mortal strong, they can definitely kill a large area in seconds.

However, at this moment, Lakhill's eyes obviously did not fall on the battlefield of the Enchantment Hall and the Alliance, but his eyes fell on the other half of the magic screen. The picture here was a little blurred and intermittent.

"How's it going? Did you find the exact location?"

I don't know how long it took, Lakhill seemed to be a little impatient. His voice was cold and harsh, as if it was speaking to the air.

"Master, we have generally determined the position, but the formation here is too complicated. I'm afraid it will take a little time. Please calm down." This sound is not someone else, but the president of the Alchemist Association, the majestic president in front of him. At this moment, there is a strong sense of flattery in his voice. If anyone in the Alchemist Association hears it, I don't know if he will get goose bumps.

"Don't bother. Turn on the transmission coordinates, and I'll send it directly." Lakhill stood up slowly, and a terrible momentum gushed out of his body. Although this momentum was not very cold, it could bring a trembling murderous intention. This was the murderous intention that could only be exercised after countless battles, and it was also the source of Rakhill's power. In ancient times, some people speculated that this Keshear was not the original subordinate of the devouring god, because Lakhil's power did not show the meaning of devouring.

Generally speaking, the divine personality of the subordinates of the supreme god should be subordinate to the supreme god, but Lakhill's body is full of murderous energy, but the power does not contain the power of devouring, which is very different from Dante, Godmother and others.

"Yes!" A voice answered, when the sound fell, a special space channel appeared in front of Lakhill. Generally speaking, the opening of the space channel requires a space crack, otherwise it can only shuttle to another world and come back from another world like Jing Chen, but Lakhill does not. At this moment, that The space channel did not tear open the space cracks, but Lakhill stepped out and appeared beside the president of the alchemist.