A sword

Chapter 361 Get out of trouble

In his previous life, a few days before Lance went to the Western Continent to carry out the thunder sword killing plan, he returned home to meet his father, and finally the conversation between the two broke up unhappily. Lance forced to leave, and Quinn Rosier was furious and used magic to keep him. It was the only battle between the two. The strength of Quinn's peak magician was revealed. If it hadn't been for the broken magic weapon of the temple on Lance, it would have been very difficult to escape with his own strength.

However, even in that match, his father showed much worse strength than now, and Quinn was in the state of victory at that time. At this moment, he forcibly suppressed the breakthrough of the realm and tried to maintain the operation of the magic array for a long time, and the magic had a lot of loss. This is simply an incredible abnormal thing. I have only heard that some people are getting stronger and stronger, and I have never heard that some people can practice weaker and weaker. Ten years later, Quinn's strength is not as good as that of being injured at this moment. This is a very strange thing, but in the scene in front of us, everything is clear.

Only then did Lance know that his father in his previous life had the opportunity to become a great holy magician less than a year after he had just entered the temple. Unfortunately, he was plotted by the dark parliament and was seriously injured and had not recovered for many years. Looking at the lineup of the dark people in front of him, Lance couldn't help but be shocked. More than 20 people in black with terrible breath were at least strong men in the high-level realm, mages and warriors, including the breath of great practitioners. There are also the strong man of the orcs, the priest of the fallen elves, and the dark leader who must have reached the semi-holy realm. So many people came to surround Quinn, whose strength is about to break through the realm and his strength is greatly limited. It is difficult for Lance to imagine how tragic his father's battle scene would be in his previous life. Even if he was besieged by such a lineup when he broke through the realm, there was absolutely no possibility of Survive.

Only then did he know that there were still many things that he didn't know. It was difficult for him to imagine how his father would face the current predicament and finally get out of trouble and pay what price he would pay. The magician guild chose to hide this time, so in the previous life, this world war that should have been recorded became a little unknown. At this moment, Lance's heart is not only admiration for his father, but also more sadness, distress, and endless anger against the dark parliament.

"Lance, why are you here?" Quinn Rosier asked in a low voice.

"I also arrived by chance. Now I don't have time to explain. The situation is urgent. We must escape quickly!" Lance pointed to the smoke swept from behind and shouted anxiously.

Quinn naturally felt the horrible monsters rushing in the rear. Even if he was a little pale and knew that it was absolutely not appropriate to stay here. He nodded and was ready to call the mages around him to evacuate together, but some people would not let them leave so simply.

The dark leader looked at Lance standing next to Quinn, and the cold voice sounded with a trace of disbelief. How can a high-level kid be able to force me back? Humph, you all have to die here!"

As soon as his words fell, he had rushed out. The soul-threatening magic knife in his hand lit up a strange gray light, and the knife came out 100 meters away, and the gray fighting blade cut with a desolate breath...

At the same time, the orc Caden and the fallen elf priestess also moved at the same time. When the Warcraft and Lance just appeared, they reacted a lot slower than the dark leader, but after all, they were all peerless strong men. At this moment, they each performed strange tricks and came together.

The attack of the three strong men is absolutely enough to be called horrible. It is difficult for anyone to resist under the Holy Land. Only to avoid the edge, especially the attack of the dark leaders. This is the most powerful martial arts strongman that Lance has ever seen in the dark parliament. Compared with the dark swordsman Meng met in the bloody wilderness horror castle a few months ago I don't know how much Derui is going to be strong. With this man's killing move alone, Lance knows that he can't resist now.

Quinn Rosier had to block it, because he had just slowed down and was locked by the dark leader. At the same time, because the air machine of the dark leader was locked, and the strong men from the orcs and fallen elves also locked him at the same time, so this move could not be avoided. He clenched his teeth and accurate He was ready to fight hard, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.

"Lance, you and your uncle withdraw first and let them play with this day." A joking voice sounded in front of Lance and Quinn, and then a portal that seemed to come from a different time and space suddenly opened in front of the two, just in front of the deadly moves of the three strong men.

"Huh?! Level 9 magic, 'the pupil of space'!" The dark leader drank coldly. The front end of his silent knife light had rushed into the strange portal in front of Quinn and Lance for inertia, and the gray light that could kill everything disappeared completely without even sound. While shouting coldly, Hegel had forcibly reversed his body in the sky, because the speed of the force was too fast, which made the semi-saint warrior hum slightly, and obviously suffered a certain counterattack. But he would rather suffer a little than let his magic blade and body touch the door, showing extreme fear of the door.

Even Lance's holy skills can't make the dark leader show such a look, but the fat man's nine-level magic has done it. Of course, this is not because this nine-level magic has been comparable to or surpassed the holy level. After all, the level difference is there. The dark leader is afraid of it mainly because of the endless chaotic time and space inside the gate of space. The orc Caden and the fallen elf Bis also exclaimed and forcibly stopped their attacks. They also understood the strangeness and horror of the Gate of Space. Although this portal was not performed by the Holy Magician, as the lost top nine-level magic, the mystery of the "Pupil of Space" still makes everyone strong. He was a little unprepared.

Because of this short delay, Quinn Rossier and two other great magicians joined hands to perform joint magic, short-distance transmission, which can immediately teleport people around them to an unfixed location thousands of miles away. Without any hesitation, the mages rushed into the flashing spell. Although Quinn was worried about the strong man who suddenly helped him, he knew that it was not the time to hesitate at this moment, and he plunged into the spell array with Lance. However, at this time, hundreds of horrible monsters arrived, and a high-level mage with a slight slow speed howled, failed to step into the transmission array, and was instantly stepped into meat mud...

"Don't take the initiative to attack!" Hegel watched Quinn and others escape, staring angrily, and one of his men looking at the attacking warcraft, and choosing to take the initiative to attack without dodge, he roared. Although it is not clear why this group of Warcraft came, Hegel is very clear that it must have something to do with the sudden appearance of these two people. The young high-level warrior among them has escaped through the transmission array, and the other is still here. He knows that the anger value of Warcraft should probably still be in this person. Although it is likely that there will be accidental injury, there is no reason for the Warcraft group to take the initiative to attack their own side before the people who use the nine-level magic 'Space Pupil' are trampled to death.

However, it was a pity that his voice was still a little slower. The dark member's killing move had bombarded a golden rhinoceros king, bombarding the monster with blood. This attack really worked. A small piece of warcraft immediately shifted the target and rushed straight to the dark parliament. The dark member who just took action was trampled into pieces all over the ground without humming...

In fact, the judgment of the dark leader is basically correct. If you don't take the initiative to attack, this group of wild monsters may not take the initiative to attack their side, but in the eyes of Warcraft, this group of people and the two humans who provoked them are human beings. In fact, they are no different, and there are too many monsters to attack. In fact, it is meaningless not to attack, because they will not take a detour because this group of dark people did not attack. Along the way, there have been many poor, innocent grass, and beasts have been ruthlessly trampled to death by this group of crazy guys.

Hegel shouted and raised his whole body breath to the limit, and planned to use the secret method to forcibly stimulate the momentum in his body. He wanted to fight for a trace of escape and reduce losses for his people with the strong pressure of the superior. Of course, this does not mean how kind he is, but because what is brought out at this moment are all his elites. If they lose them, other branches will take advantage of the momentum. His breath soared in an instant, but soon Hegel gave up his decision, because of a huge two-legged flying dragon king with red eyes and an ancient beast up to ten meters high, six gods and demons and horses turned their eyes to him and rushed over strangely.

These two giant beasts are at the peak of level 9, and none of them is weaker than him. In front of the Warcrafts, there are still a few that are almost the same as them...

"Let's run for your own lives!" The dark leader howled and quickly disappeared...

The beast's hooves stepped randomly... The beast's wings flew... The beast roared and shocked the sky... The people of the dark parliament changed from besietors to the target of being killed, and the rapid change of identity was touching... A huge space portal was constantly jumping and flashing, and occasionally you can see a fat man's fat face appearing after the portal and disappearing. He was full of Sweating heavily, with the powerful nine-level magic constantly flashing teleportation, he has long been out of danger, but he is still saying excitedly: "It's a big game! It's a big game this time! But it's so cool! ......”