Chapter 356

Zhu He temple is dedicated to the God Zhu He, who is a Holy Spirit similar to the crane. In the legend of pandaliya, this is a noble creature. In the legend, it opens its wings with red light, just like the second round of sunshine in the sky, which can disperse all the haze on the earth.

Its song is the most beautiful echo of pandaria, where all despair is dispelled.

In the fisherman's cabin by the sea in kasanglang jungle, the old fisherman came back from fishing. He frowned and looked at the direction of Zhuhe temple. It's been three days. He hasn't heard the song of Zhuhe for three days. What's the matter?

"Divide the tendons and stagger the bones!"

"Bang!"

Three Zhu TA LAN hold Lao Chen's left hand from three directions, and transport it out skillfully. Under extremely difficult circumstances, they smash Lao Chen's left arm, but they are thrown out the next moment.

With the summoning of the spirit of the white tiger and the separation of wind, fire and lightning, Zhu Talan's combat effectiveness has almost doubled. However, even if Zhu Talan's combat effectiveness is fully open, he still can't get the upper hand in the face of demon possessed body. After the severe pain from his left arm, the demon lurking in old Chen's body expands again, Maybe it's the care for Lili that makes him more determined. In short, at the moment when Valera stabbed the dagger into Lao Chen's abdomen, the writing chain that had been bound to Lao Chen's body was finally torn apart by the more intense dark energy.

When Zhu TA LAN sees the situation, he blows out a real air mass with one palm and blows Valera's body away. However, there is a gap in his separation. The twisted corner of old Chen's mouth flashes a grim smile, and one hand becomes a claw. From extremely quiet to extremely moving, the black fog can't even keep up with the rhythm of old Chen's arm waving at this moment and is directly scattered.

"Hundred crack claws"

Lao Chen's family unique skill, in the arena of Filas, this move directly killed the hero level evil Orc sword saint, but it also had a great load on Lao Chen's body. Now, with the demon's bow, this move is no longer forbidden. At least in the current state of Lao Chen, it is not.

"Shua Shua Shua"

The sound of the strong wind blowing through the tree trunk, in the dark kasanglang forest, Zhu Talan's split body of wind, fire and lightning was completely torn up in less than 5 seconds in the continuous attack of old Chen's one handed wave, which was about to tear the air open by the Buddha, which directly caused Zhu Talan's dullness.

The separation of wind, fire and lightning is a secret skill. It combines the energy and will of the monk's body to create a set of mysterious attack skills. It not only improves the attack power and attack speed, but also has disadvantages, that is, when the separation is destroyed, the monk himself will suffer.

At that time, the pain surging from the inside, even the martial monk of Zhu Talan's level, would stop for a second, and then the pale he and another part would be involved in the storm of hundred crack claws, which was still in the crazy attack.

Zhou Zhuo has thrown out the scroll in his hand for the first time, but when the text chain binds Lao Chen again, Zhu Talan's last part has been torn, and his body has been thrown out and caught by Varela. However, the first martial monk of pandaliya has a strong body. He has been attacked by Lao Chen for at least several hundred times, and he just spits blood, Trembling hands out of the waist of the fine steel double knife, faltering again rushed up.

Zhou Zhuo has only two scrolls of traveling scholars. If Lao Chen can't be controlled before this scroll fails, it will be a real disaster after he gets out of trouble.

Just as Zhu Talan and Varela are trying their best to attack, Anduin also encounters new troubles.

He reached the deepest part of Zhuhe temple and saw the mysterious God Zhuhe, but this noble creature, known as "red spirit", has obviously met with trouble, the real trouble.

The scarlet crane is a white crane with snow like feathers. There are four mysterious scarlet runes on its neck, wings and back. With the flow of time, the runes are constantly disappearing. Its neck is very long and full of beautiful arcs. Its wings are nearly 30 meters wide. It is absolutely huge, but it is beautiful like a fairy in a song.

Its legs are very slender, wrapped with red light, just like a rotating flame, and the tail feather, which is as long as the body, flickers in the air, just like a real burning flame, beautiful, pure red, and the head, the beautiful red beak and the ruby eyes, on its head, There are also five plumes like tail feathers, just like a crown emitting flame light. You can imagine how beautiful the scene is when it flies.

But now, the eyes have been closed, and the beautiful feathers have been drooping. When Anduin pushed open the wooden door, what he saw was white feathers scattered all over the sky. Zhu He, the patron saint of hope, was dying.

It was as like as two peas of a black body, and it was weak on the ground, and the stars were streaming with blood. There was a terrible wound in its abdomen. The same black mist was just like the old man's body. It was constantly moving in the wound. The black smoke had already enveloped its large part of the body, like an ugly chain, which was still in the constant activity of the body of this beautiful creature. As if he had an evil life of his own, he saw Anduin, opened his eyes difficultly, and his weak voice rang out in the little prince's heart,

"Stranger... Go, go... Here, danger..."

The voice awakened the little prince. There was a force that people couldn't help but want to obey. The little prince turned around, but his step stopped. He held the sword in his hand and quickly walked to the red crane. He stood beside the huge creature, just like a little ant standing beside the elephant. He constantly convinced himself, and then jumped to the red crane, Crawling in the direction of the wound.

"Bear it... Zhu He, that's your name, right? Hold on, I'll cut it off! "

"Don't... Don't try... Worldly weapons can't deal with... Go, leave, boy."

The red spirit is warning, but Anduin throws away his shield. He lies on the warm feather of the red crane, holds the oath practitioner in both hands, points it at the flowing black chain, and cuts it down. The golden light twines on the oath practitioner's blade, making the long sword with weak light cut in the black fog chain.

Anduin is no longer a child. He feels the particularity of the sword again and again. He has understood that the sword given by the viku is not vulgar.

But now, Anduin only hopes that this sword can help him, no matter what way.

"Bang"

The two intersect. It's a foggy chain, but it brings out the touch of steel. The strength of anti shock makes Anduin's palm numb, but it gives him hope that this sword can really, really attack demons!

"I can't believe I met a kid... Who was carrying a magic weapon with him."

Zhu He gave a painful cry. It was obvious that the vibration of the chain would make him feel pain, but his voice still echoed in Anduin's heart, "well, I uphold hope, but when I am desperate, I still need you to give me hope. Little, please help me cut it off!"

"Well! You... You hold on! I'll cut it right away

With that, Anduin held the oath practitioner in both hands and cut it down with all his strength. "Bang", the black chain and the long sword hit each other, and a series of sparks sprang up. At the moment when the chain was broken, the black fog howled and dissipated in the air. But Anduin's mind was also confused at this moment, and some evil will came into his mind.

The little prince shook his head hard. Zhu He's voice seemed to have a gap, but he could still hear it clearly,

"What's the matter? A little bit? "

"No... nothing!"

Anduin took a deep breath and climbed to the second chain. He also raised his sword and cut it down again.

"Bang"

"Ah..."

The chain burst, Anduin snorted, and his forehead began to ache. But he didn't have time to waste any more. Lili and Swain, as well as Lao Chen, were waiting for him, so they were the third one.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

When the last chain was cut to pieces, Anduin's picture was completely broken. He sat down on the ground. His brain was full of all kinds of chaotic voices shouting and noisy, even Zhu He's voice could not be heard correctly.

"Child... You... Break... Don't... Insist... The last blow... Go! Get out of here

Anduin constantly shakes his head, trying to make himself more sober, but now he almost has no way to think, his brain is mixed with too many things, his will is like a candle in the wind, is about to go out, there is a will to stick to, that voice is the biggest one of all the voices in his mind.

It roared, it cried, like the captain's voice on the chopping ship in the storm,

"Your friends... They need you!"

"They need me!"

Anduin cried out, staggering with his long sword and leaning on his body, he staggered towards the last wound on Zhu He's abdomen. The spirit of hope looked at the little prince who was getting closer and closer to his wound. Zhu He's eyes were full of worry. He couldn't see that this little bit had been completely infected by the evil spirit, But it couldn't even wake him up.

The evil spirit is imprisoning its body, its power, and it can't even resist. This is a conspiracy. The rebellion of perplexed evil spirit is definitely a conspiracy. Someone deliberately destroyed the seal of Zhuhe temple, which must be a very powerful conspirator, because even if ordinary people know where the seal is, they can't destroy the seal array made by SHAOHAO himself.

Zhu he doesn't know who did it. When he was meditating, he was attacked by the perplexed spirit, so he didn't have time to trace it. But now, seeing Andu's dull eyes, Zhu he can't watch this little man lose his life for it.

Hope... Zhu He has seen too many deaths. He knows how heavy the weight of hope is.

Anduin raised the oath practitioner in his hand with the last trace of strength. He probably felt the user's bad situation. The light on the sword was never as bright as it is now. It was like a real sun, which was held by Anduin with one hand and pierced into the dark magic power constantly surging in the red spirit wound.

"Ouch!"

The last group of creeping Shaneng screamed like a wild animal. It came out of the wound of Zhu He, just like a black curtain. It hit Anduin, who was unable to resist. At the moment when Zhu he regained his action ability, Anduin was hit by the black curtain, just like a cocoon wrapped by black spider silk.

Anduin felt that he had fallen into the darkness, like the feeling of falling from a cliff. He kept falling in the dark abyss. Below him, there was the surging black fog. He opened his eyes and saw the bound people in the black fog.

Varian, Dick, Gianna, lyadeline, Lili, Swain, the Duke of boval, and even... The one he has forgotten in his memory, the one who gently hugged him and hummed him to sleep since childhood.

Tiffany, his mother.

"No!"

Anduin felt that he was standing on the edge of the cliff again. The people he cared about most were bound in the air by the black chain. A demon with seven eyes, just like the head of a black goat, giggled wildly, grabbed those people with his claws and chewed them in his mouth.

Their screams, wails, that terrible voice made Anduin cover his ears, but it didn't work. Those voices could still get into his heart.

"Anduin, my son, help me! Anduin! Help me

His mother, the woman he cared about the most, broke away from the chain and rushed towards him. Anduin also stepped forward quickly. But the moment that queen Tiffany, who couldn't see her face clearly, was caught in the air by the claw. Below her was the mouth of the blood basin full of sharp teeth.

"No! Please! No

Anduin cried out with difficulty. The dark beast looked at the little prince with great interest. Its paws and tentacles were dancing and shouting in the dark sky,

"Then submit to me!"

"OK, I'm going to..."

The little prince was about to kneel down on the ground, but the next moment, a faint song came, and the hope made him turn back. Then he saw a round of red light rising from the horizon in the distance. In the song, the black giant roared, but he had to retreat into the abyss of shadow again, and everything disappeared.

The little prince raised his head and saw the red crane flying in the dark sky, bringing endless light behind him. It was so beautiful and noble, just like the first light of hope.

It's not an illusion. At the moment when the exhausted Zhu Talan is about to be hit by Lao Chen, the light rises from the abandoned Zhuhe temple. At this moment, the dark sky is torn open, and the hot sun is like a flame, burning all the darkness on the suffering earth.

Lao Chen bathed in the sunshine and gave out a fierce roar. He wildly waved his paws, but he was bound by the light and became weaker and weaker. Finally, the dark fog spewed out from his nose, ears and mouth and wanted to escape. But in this bright song of hope, he had nowhere to escape.