Azeroth Trail of Light

The square of Zhuhe Temple was already in ruins, although it was covered with corpses that had been defiled by some power, Zhou Zhuo looked at the condition of those corpses with a green expression, while Zhu Taran carried the cyan infurience as a shield. Strode into it, but after a few minutes, he turned back outside the square.

The monk leader’s complexion was not very good. When he was a few steps away from the crowd, he stopped, and the real air flowed all over his body. The shining light was like a blue dragon on his body. After sliding around, breaking the black gas remaining in his body, he walked over and said to Zhou Zhuo and the children,

"There is no livelihood, but I don't know what the situation of Chijing-sama is. Despair spreads here. There is even a physical mist of despair formed inside the temple. I can't enter it... My mind will fall.

Hearing Zhu Taran’s words, Zhou Zhuo’s expression became even worse. He pointed to the broken wall around him and said softly.

"There are invaders, but they will definitely not be like lizardmen. They are a very powerful existence. They use powers that we don't understand. A half of the monks here die by suffocation, and the others are... suicide and despair. …The Sha of Yang is out of trouble, **** it! Someone deliberately released it!"

Hearing Zhou Zhuo’s words, Zhu Taran’s eyes rolled around on Anduin and then he shook his head inaudibly. He pointed around and took out four wooden pieces from the rucksack behind his back. The completed scroll was handed to everyone, “We scattered around and took a look. I suspect that there are still people alive. Some of the monks at Zhuhe Temple are studying the secret technique of tortoise breath. Under such extreme circumstances, It is very likely to survive, remember! If you find the situation is connected with fireworks, don't act alone, this place is very strange, I seriously suspect that the overflowing evil energy has formed a real evil spirit around."

Anduin, Zhou Zhuo, and Lili each took a scroll, and then spread them out in four directions. When Zhuhe Temple was still in existence, the surrounding environment was absolutely safe and harmless. Every monk here After a while, monks will be organized to remove the beasts and prevent pilgrims from being attacked.

Although the Zhuhe Temple has been damaged at the moment, the surrounding beasts will not come back for a while. In fact, the lizardmen they encountered on the way are already powerful local forces, and they are naturally dangerous beasts for ordinary people. But to this group of people, it is nothing, even the weakest Anduin can single out two.

But just 5 minutes after everyone dispersed, another group of people fell from the sky and landed in front of Zhuhe Temple, which had almost become a ruin.

Valera and Bearskin jumped down from the unstoppable mount, and Old Chen used the monk's secret skills in mid-air, and walked into the ruins of Zhu He, as if stepping lightly on the surface of the water. On the temple square, he looked around and seemed to be stunned by the tragic situation, but thinking that Lili was probably in this place, Old Chen could no longer restrain his inner worries, and quickly walked towards it. Go up in the abnormal black mist.

They had just arrived from Zhujiabao. Old Chen asked several guards there. Although they were shrouded in frustration, their memories were good. After learning that Anduin and Lili had gone to Zhuhe Temple After that, Old Chen and his group immediately turned here.

"Old Chen! Come back!"

Valera watched the black panda rush into the temple with great strides, and anxiously wanted to rush over to hold him, but was grabbed by the bearskin's arm. The high elf looked back with a questioning expression, and the druid pointed. Pointed at the corpses.

"There are weird, look at their bodies, the black smoke, remember? Dick expelled from those soldiers! It's exactly the same!"

Valera immediately realized the worst situation, she looked at the bearskin,

"But Old Chen... we can't just watch him go deep into the danger,"

The wrinkles on Bearskin's face were squeezed, and then loosened,

"Of course not, but you can't go, I will go in with these soldiers! Varian asked me to take care of you and stay here at ease! For our guard, there seems to be a stranger here."

After finishing speaking, I ignored Valera’s refusal, and pinched the detached spell in his hand, and the white light enveloped the troll warrior. This kind of magic to dispel emotions can stay on Gavincent for 3 minutes. These troll warriors can last at least 10 minutes.

Valera watched the bear skin wrapped in white light and the troll warriors walk into the square. She bit her lip, but eventually stopped in place. She and bear skin had known each other longer than Varian. Early in the morning, after she ran away from home, Bearskin was the first person to give her family a feeling. Although he didn't talk much, Valera regarded him as a father.

Although Bearskin is not good at speech, both Valera and Varian respect him. Valera faintly heard from Regar. Bearskin seems to have a daughter a long time ago, but it seems that it happened. Some kind of tragedy, obviously, this silent druid regarded Valera as his daughter.

The relationship between Valera, Bearskin, and Varian is quite complicated, but there is no doubt that when the three of them are together, they are also the most powerful.

"Where are you doing! Reckless guys!"

A violent shout awakened Varela from the panic. The high elf subconsciously squeezed the dagger. Looking back, he saw a panda man wearing black and red leather armor and a hat rushing from the nearby forest like a shadow. When he came out, he was holding a black and red big halberd in his hand. He didn't seem to be a talkative guy, and this guy had a cold expression. Valera was an ace gladiator. She could smell Zhu Taran at a glance. The smell of blood on the body.

This is a difficult opponent to deal with.

The head of Zhu didn’t pay attention to Valera’s vigilance. Instead, he watched the bearskin figure submerged into the temple. He immediately crossed Valera and rushed towards the temple. As the head of the Shado-Pan faction, he was better than Zhou Zhuo. It is even worse to understand the evil demon, this kind of evil creature born on the basis of emotions, but has the ability to possess!

This is why he didn’t venture into the temple. Even a monk with iron will not be able to exempt that kind of conscious invasion, and the possessed creatures will become extremely difficult to deal with, and even become Moving natural disasters can be seen from Zhujiapu's situation.

But the moment Zhu Taran crossed Valera's body, two sharp blades lighted up from behind Zhu Taran, and the monk did not turn his head back, and swiftly rolled forward, avoiding the light of the knife. Then he turned his back and looked at Valera with a nasty face, and the spear in his hand slammed toward the ground.

"boom"

The hard bluestone burst open and the cracks spread to all sides. Obviously, Zhu Taran was angered by Valera's sneak attack, but he still retained a trace of reason, he said coldly,

"Go away, militant outsider, I don't have time to play with you!"

Valera also held the dagger back in her hand, the same cold tone, her relatives went deep into the danger, and this damned pandaman didn’t know where he jumped out, how could Valera let him go, just in case Does he have a bad heart?

"Explain your intentions, otherwise don't think about going over!"

"I said, give me... get out of here!"

"boom!"

Along with Zhu Taran’s roar, the bluestone under his feet shattered under the push of great force. His body appeared in front of Valera, and the high elf assassin stared wide. Eyes, only had time to block both hands in front of her body, and a powerful punch hit the center of her crossed arms.

Valera's body seemed to have been hit by a train head-on, and rolled in the air for several weeks before staggering to the ground. Her arm was painful as if she was about to break, but the high elf face There was a trace of tyranny, and he rushed up again while holding the dagger. This made Zhu Taran's face more gloomy. He held the halberd in both hands, planning to use a weapon to solve this guy who suddenly jumped out.

But at this moment, Anduin’s voice rang.

"Valera! Why are you here! I wish the head! Don't hit her!"

Hearing this voice, Valera and Taran Zhu recruited at the same time. The two passed by. The power on Taran Zhu's halberd was forcibly transferred to the ground. As a result, under the blow of wind and thunder, the ground There was a pit the size of ten people, and the mud was flying like a black storm. It is hard to imagine that if this blow hits Varela, this high elf assassin would probably...

Anduin, Lili, and Lex, who was carrying a pandaman monk, walked out quickly. It can be seen that the little prince cares about Valera, but there is a gap between the two, so they just behave like this. It was very blunt, but Lili jumped to Valera who was rubbing her arm, looked around, and then asked anxiously.

"Valera, Valera, is Uncle Chen here yet? Where is he? I found the family land of the Stormstout Restaurant!"

Varela looked at Anduin and Lili intact, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then turned to Zhuhe Temple, which was surrounded by black mist.

"Old Chen rushed into this temple, but don't worry, Bearskin has already gone in to find him."

"silly!"

A voice mixed with a hint of anger interrupted Varela’s narration. It was not Taran Zhu, but Zhou Zhuo, who ran over with the scroll and robe. Lorewalkers had a rare gaffe. He said loudly,

"You don't even know what kind of **** you sent your friends into! They probably already..."

"Hey!"

The ground shook, and Zhu Taran's gaze swished towards the gate of Zhuhe Temple. The next moment, another loud noise exploded, and the black mist rushed out of it like an entity, like a bar. The violent black dragon, the heavy mahogany gate also turned into a torn and smashed against the surroundings, causing the black mist that permeated the square to rush towards the sky.

At the forefront of the wild black black dragon, there are troll warriors who were thrown into the air. These brave and wild Zandalar warriors, like fragile children, were thrown from the ground into the air. Finally landed on the ground.

In fact, under this kind of powerful attack, if it weren't for the trolls' regeneration ability, they would have no hope of surviving.

But this was not over yet. When the black mist dissipated a little, everyone saw the tall figure. His mane was upside down, and his originally cute black and white face had been replaced with a hideous expression. There are also those pale yellow eyes that have turned blood red at this moment, and against the black mist lingering on the body and face, they are like a demon walking out of hell.

The black mist, supposed to be called Sha Energy, turned into a substantial black dragon hovering behind Old Chen, giving the ferocious monk a sense of suffocation in the dark.

He held a struggling night elf in his hand, it was a bearskin. This powerful druid had almost no resistance to the old Chen who was possessed by the shaman.

It can be seen that Lao Chen has lost himself. He wants to twist the neck of the bear skin, but his expression has been struggling. In the end, he roared, threw the bear skin forward viciously, and then punched him. On the stone pillar next to it.

"Boom Rumble"

The remnant walls of Zhuhe Temple, which had become a ruin, were hit again. The pillars and broken walls collapsed, bricks and stones were flying, and the dust raised almost obscured the gray sky of the Krasarang jungle.

Amidst this dust overflowing, Lili’s fearful voice sounded in the plaza that had been flooded with despair.

"Uncle Chen, no!"