Azeroth Trail of Light

Compared with the majestic atmosphere of the Qinglong Temple, the Zhuhe Temple hidden in the depths of the Krasarang jungle is far less glorious. In terms of area alone, the area of ​​a Qinglong Temple is at least as good as three Zhuhe Temples. Crane Temple, and regardless of the number of monks in the temple or the number of monks, Zhuhe Temple is also the least among the four temples.

But this quaint and even some dilapidated temple believer is indeed the most in Pandaria, because the deity Zhu He who stays in this temple all the year round, the deity named Chi Jing, represents hope, and all creatures have the feelings. Among them, the most beautiful one.

When this temple is still intact, there are almost an endless stream of pilgrims who come here to worship. The most sincere of them will choose to practice in Zhuhe Temple for 3-5 years, experience the true meaning of hope, and then return to their hometown. Share this precious insight with friends.

And among the four gods that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, Chijing is said to be the most knowledgeable one. Like the Zhuhe Temple where it is located, it is like a peaceful hermit, but it seems that anyone can learn from it. It gets the answer it wants here.

But now, this quaint temple has become ruins, especially after Lao Chen, who was possessed by the evil spirits, came out, under the black mist, the desolate and broken ruins, it is the Buddha that represents hope. The fire burst.

"Uncle Chen, no!"

Lili saw Lao Chen's current appearance and was about to rush up anxiously, but she was firmly held in place by Anduin and Varela. Everyone could see that Lao Chen's current state was wrong, and let Lili go. It was a suicide.

This scene also evoked Old Chen’s chaotic thinking. His blood-red eyes looked at Lili, and then the long black mist dragon surging around his body rolled again, representing the spirit of this powerful monk now. status.

"You...you monsters! Let go of Lili!"

Old Chen roared and rushed towards the crowd. Everything along the way, whether trees or stones, was lifted up in the violent black mist, like a violent earth-walking dragon crossing the ground, Zhu Taran’s The corner of his eye was raised, he held the halberd with one hand, and flashed lightly, his entire body plunged into the battlefield in front of him like a shadow, and Zhou Zhuo's Xianglong Mishi and Varela threw together.

These were the strongest combatants on the scene, but even if they were to attack together, they still didn't look enough in the face of Lao Chen's momentum that would stir the world.

And when the four sides collided together, Lao Chen's pair had already turned black, and the flowing black mixed claws suddenly raised, and the three long black mist dragons rushed towards the three guys from around his body. There was a dragon chant in the air, and the possessed monk himself turned sideways, with his claws in a fighting posture, standing in front of the strongest Zhu Taran.

"Papa"

With two crisp sounds, Valera’s dagger and the hot flames spit out from Mishi wiped out the long black fog, but one person and one beast were still struck by the true energy and strength contained in the black fog. The halberd inside danced, after being infused with the cyan vitality, it broke through the black mist and slashed vigorously with one blow, but Old Chen easily pinched the sharp blade of the halberd with his left hand. Passing through Lao Chen's body into the slate square below, making Lao Chen's body a few inches lower, the surrounding slabs shattered and flew horizontally.

"I said... Give it to me, let go!"

Old Chen’s voice seemed to be wrapped in a layer of sand, and it was so dry that people couldn’t help covering their ears, but Zhu Taran’s face changed drastically at this moment. He immediately let go of the halberd in his hand. The next moment, black mist wrapped around the halberd. At the moment when Lao Chen's claws were uncomfortable at first glance, the halberd made of stainless steel turned out to be like weak noodles. Being cut off forcibly, Old Chen waved his other hand forward, and the steel stubble mixed in the air broke through the air and rushed towards the others.

"This...this is amazing."

Zhou Zhuo hugged his head and squatted aside, two sharp weapons pierced into the ground beside him, one on the left and one on the right, leaving the lorewalker with cold sweat on his face. He looked at Lao Chen, who was using his fists and feet to stop him. The rushing Zhu Taran gritted his teeth and took out a yellow animal skin scroll from his sleeve. He tore open the cover of the scroll with some distress, and took a few steps forward with his robe, approaching the battlefield of the four-way melee. edge.

At this time, in the four-way melee, Lao Chen occupies an absolute advantage. The black mist surrounding his body is like a double shield of magic and physics. The flame of the Xianglong Mishi is definitely no better than a giant dragon. Weak, but even such a hot flame can’t burn Lao Chen’s body at all, Valera’s dagger cannot even penetrate the black mist, and the strengthened Lao Chen’s thinking is muddy, but terrifying. The warrior instinct is still there.

Whether it is dodge or attack, the real speed is as fast as the wind. Even experts like Zhu Taran have been retreated by a series of fast attacks, but the name of this strongest monk is not a joke, even if it is strengthened in the face. Old Chen, Zhu Taran's defense was still intact. He could not take advantage of him, but Old Chen did not take advantage of him.

The other two guys are much unlucky.

Especially the Mi Shi, the baby Xianglong's body is very large, facing the attack of the old Chen Xunru, there is no way to effectively dodge, and the Mi Shi has not yet grown up, the Xianglong's talent magic has not yet been mastered. For example, strong winds, such as summoning thunder and other awesome tricks, only fire breathing and melee combat.

Now that both are restricted, at the moment when Zhu Taran retreats a little later, Old Chen roars like a violent storm and attacks on Mi Master’s abdomen, and the mud behind the monk is violent. The energy of the waving flew into the air, and under the innocent energy agitated in Old Chen's body, a substantial black storm was even formed in the square of Zhuhe Temple.

Anduin, Lili and others have completely withdrawn from the battlefield. Even if they are more than ten meters away, they can feel the howling gust of wind, with desperate gusts flowing on the hair above their heads. They don’t seem to be fighting against mortals anymore. , But fighting against the invisible evil under this land, which has been sealed for thousands of years.

Old Chen’s hands were fixed with two claw blades condensed from black weapons, like the claws of a beast, sharp and mixed with obscure energy. Under an attack, the skin of the Mi Master’s abdomen opened and the counterattack was impossible. ! Sha Neng strengthened all of Lao Chen’s perceptions, making him a UG. Xianglong only persisted for less than 2 minutes, then wailed and fled the battlefield, lying on Zhou Zhuo’s shoulders, shivering and letting it come to face. For such an opponent, it is also difficult for some strong beasts.

On the other hand, Varela saw the situation as bad as she wanted to escape into the shadows, but the moment she turned over and jumped into the shadows, the black pandaman monk's fists broke through the air, and a cloud of black innocence screamed. , Rotating and hitting Valera in the shadow, her thin body was torn apart, but finally turned into a shadow and disappeared.

The terrified high elf assassin came out from the air beside Anduin, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the blow just made her feel dead. If it is a second later, the broken one is definitely hers. The body is gone, and that kind of injury can't be saved at all.

At this time, Zhu Taran, who had gathered his energy for a long time, gave a violent drink. His body trembled, and he took a step forward. The two were exactly the same as his body, but two avatars, one red and one blue, appeared in Zhu. At Taran's side, Zhou Zhuo also threw the torn Lorewalker scroll at Lao Chen's feet at this moment.

The next moment, the scroll exploded with dazzling light, and the black handwriting was that elegant text, flowing out of the completely unfolded scroll, as if it had its own life, becoming a series of unique rhythms. The chain slid along the struggling Old Chen's body to his whole body. No matter how the possessed monk struggled, the handwriting was constantly shrinking and fettering.

The monk’s supreme mastery broke out, and the thunderous Zhu Taran rushed from three directions to Lao Chen who was bound in place. The series of real fist storms made the black mist around Lao Chen's body sway from side to side. , But still did not break open, Zhu Taran gritted his teeth and used a trick that the sun rose rapidly, and this blow directly kicked Old Chen from the ground to the sky.

The other two clones continued to attack, and Zhu Taran’s subject folded his hands together, as if praying. After 1 second, the white light spread from the palm of his hand and spread all over his body, finally forming a light curtain. With a roar of the tiger, a white tiger descending from the sky and emitting a dazzling starlight jumped out of the light gate, and with force, it rushed onto Lao Chen's body. The power of the white tiger seemed to restrain the black mist, and the white shining all over the white tiger In the thunder and lightning, the fog quickly melted away.

When Taran Zhu and his two clones attacked, they really touched Lao Chen's body. Valera also rushed up with the dagger in her hand. Just before the figure shattered into the air, she shouted to Zhou Zhuo,

"Go to the temple! Go there! Dick said there is power to suppress Sha!"

"Who is Dick?"

Zhou Zhuo was a little confused. He still held another scroll in his hand. He looked at Old Chen, who was suppressed frontally for the first time, and the attacks of Zhu Taran and Valera. It was hard for him to believe that Old Chen would do this. It is easy to be defeated. After all, it is an evil demon, but not an ordinary monster. As long as the emotions remain, the energy that Old Chen can use will only get stronger and stronger, and eventually drown him in that despair.

At that time, Lao Chen had no hope, and he was completely desperate.

But when Zhou Zhuo reacted, Lili, whose face became calm and stubborn, rushed out first, then Anduin, and finally Sven and Lex. These four people quickly bypassed the battlefield and turned towards Zhu He. The ruins of the temple ran over, and the lorewalker was shocked. He shouted,

"Come back! Children, the sha energy there hasn't dissipated yet! Danger!"

No one looks back. For Anduin and Lili, Old Chen is a friend and family member who cannot give up. For Sven and Lex, protecting Anduin is their mission, and everyone has a reason to move forward. , Even the bear skins and those troll warriors who fell in the ruins are doing their best to help these children clear the way forward.

Inside the Zhuhe Temple, there is a large staircase winding downwards. When Lili and Anduin arrived here, they saw densely packed little evil demons on the ground, those monsters like clawless beasts. Lying on the ground, there are black and white intertwined spots, disgusting to the mechanism, nothing has nothing to do with it, only the hideous mouth, and the tentacles crawling on the ground, the Buddha is a substantial malicious condensed monster.

At the moment when he saw Anduin step forward, all the little evil demons roared towards them on the circular stands of the entire ruins, and then do not repel in the starlight bombardment summoned by the bearskin. Those Zandalari trolls with serious injuries also built a line of defense with special wooden shields and spears in their hands. Bearskin leaned against the wall with blood still on his mouth. The silent gladiator shouted to Anduin. To,

"Go! Go ahead! We will help you block! Go!"

The little prince gritted his teeth, holding a shield in one hand and a shining long sword in the other, and rushed down the stairs with Lili. The little evil demon kept jumping out of the surrounding black fog and followed An Du Behind him, 5 minutes later, Sven and Lex turned into guardian forms, and a black bear with iron mane and a war bear with flames blocked the exit of the stairs.

With their own existence, they once again blocked the pursuit of Anduin.

Lili and Anduin are the only ones who are moving forward. The little prince’s teeth are about to be crushed, and the long road will have an end. After the last corner, a huge basement appeared in the two. In front of a child, a big evil demon about the size of Old Chen stood in the basement.

It's ugly, it's disgusting, it's like the root of all darkness, it burns the minds of children, the moment it sees Lili and Anduin, it laughs wildly, and Lili kicks Anduin. Because behind, then jumped up and slammed, the red monk stick separated in the air and drew precisely on the face of the evil demon.

The little prince got up from the basement floor. He gritted his teeth and continued to run forward. He didn't even dare to look back. He was afraid of losing the motivation to move forward. Lili's voice echoed behind him, like a whip. Draw it on him so that he can't stop running.

"Anduin! I, everyone and the life of Uncle Chen are in your hands! Don't you want to be a hero? This is your stage, don't stop! Before!"