Chapter 722

Zhao Mai's appearance was obviously beyond Jie Ling's expectation, but he didn't stop his original action because of his fist. The powerful Angmar Witch King has felt the breath of the supreme ring. As long as he catches it, he can find this treasure for his master!

The way of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao seems useless to those who are not afraid of death and injury. Zhao Mai hit Jie Ling's black cloak with one punch, but there was nothing empty below. The impact of the fist pierced through the ring spirit without hindrance, directly interrupting the flood of Xiangshui river. All of a sudden, a big wave took off and hit people on the West Bank of the river. Not only the ring spirit and the ghost horse were washed away, but the elves, human beings and halflings also tumbled away. All of a sudden, they rushed away from the battlefield, rolled out to the forest on the West Bank, and the light of the torch disappeared.

"This is the end of human hope." The iron hand is on Frodo.

A dog's mouth suddenly appears and bites hard on the iron glove! The teeth pierced into the steel, cut off the joints, and twisted the guard of ring spirit abnormally. Frodo broke away from the iron grip of the ring spirit and fell to the ground. He has completely lost consciousness, the spirit began to enter the world of the dead.

With an angry roar, the king of Angmar became more dark, terrifying and evil. Endless evil will makes its body expand, and its cloak and steel crown are shrouded in murderous air. It should be that the place of the head and body is empty, and there is a strange firelight flashing only in the position of the eyes: "you actually stand between the ring spirit and his prey. You know, no one in the world can kill me

"That's right!" Zhao Mai bit his teeth and made a natural transformation! The evil power of darkness and the good power of light are integrated into one body, and the strong physique and the independent personality are perfectly integrated. A giant panda that Alda had never seen before stood between the ring and the ring. "So as long as it's not human, I can kill you! What do you have to be proud of? "

"What is this?" The answer to Jie Ling is an old punch. Zhao Mai's action of double fists is too fast. It doesn't mean that someone didn't see clearly. After a set of play, there is no sound, no shock, no effect.

"The art of change is meaningless. You are still a human being, and you can't hurt me."

"But I haven't been human for a long time, and my dog told me how to beat you." Zhao Mai said, "therefore, you are dead."

This sentence seems to have infinite magic, the body of the ring spirit disappeared with this sentence. There was nothing left, whether it was steel armor or a black cloak. The evil air of darkness lost its attachment, so it rose to the sky, and then quickly fled southeast.

The grain reserves gave a cry of pain, covered their mouths and rolled on the ground. The curse of Angmar begins to spread from its mouth, vowing to take the life of any offender. The Grain Reserve has a unique pedigree, and each time the immortal medicine wine meeting does not fall, so it will not die, but it will suffer more.

Zhao Mai's situation is not very good, the power of the curse spread up along the two fists. This is an application of the will power of the world. It is not a disease or toxin. It can only be dealt with by the will of the world. But if there is no confrontation, there are other ways. Zhao Mai uses his psionic power to make a knife and cut his arms directly from his elbow.

The force of curse wrapped the broken arm and fell to the ground. Zhao Mai first became an element and then changed back into human form. By using the recovery of the natural force in this process and the regenerative ability of terasqui, he has regained his intact arms.

"Ah Liang, let me show you!" Zhao Mai quickly squatted down and looked at the green faced dog. Cursed by the power of darkness, the shape of the mouth has been distorted, becoming ferocious, evil and weird. Grain reserves are like a crocodile's long mouth, in which are the teeth of sharks and hippos. He looked at Zhao Mai with tears in his eyes and scratched his arm gently.

"You can't cut off and regenerate. Cut off half of your head and you'll die. You're not a Z bug. Terasquilon's regenerative power is not as good on you as it is on me. " Zhao Mai held the grain reserves in his arms. "I know it's very painful. I can endure it. I know someone can treat it. It's going to be OK. This curse won't kill you. "

He put his chin on Zhao Mai's shoulder, and his saliva kept flowing. He felt that as a dog who "saved the fate of human beings", he was particularly aggrieved. Xiaohua also came out and patted his head to comfort him.

"Ah, by the way, there is still one lying on the ground." Zhao Mai finally aims at Frodo. "Hey, help! The child is dying!"

Until this time, the West Bank was wet and ran back to the river. The Xiangshui river has calmed down and the current is slowing down, so a group of people Wade quickly. At first, he was a tall and straight male elf with dazzling golden hair and bright and sharp eyes. He rushed ashore, squatted down, and put his hand on Frodo's left chest.

"Ah..." The stiff halfling took a breath, and his heart regained a little vitality. He still didn't wake up, but he won't continue to slide to death for a while. The elf stood up with Frodo in his arms and nodded to Zhao Mai: "thank you for your help. I'm gloffendel. Excuse me..."

Zhao Mai quickly recalled that the huge waves raised by his fist before should blow them out. It's impossible to see him turn into a panda and fight after that. Angmar, the Witch King, was killed by him and would not come back to testify against him. Frodo was in a coma and didn't know anything. So he let out the ghost of the spirit, and said: "great lord of the golden flower, I am Keller brepen, the sinner of the spirit.""Keller brepen! There's a reason why you didn't go to vilino! " Gloffendel nodded and said, "no, it's Solon who committed the crime. Your mistakes have been offset by your bravery. Come on, follow me. This is not the right place. Elrond is waiting for us

Zhao Mai holds the dog, glofendel holds the halfling, followed by Aragorn, Sam, Pippin and Merri, then zeratu and serandis brothers and sisters, as well as some horses. They followed a white gravel path covered with moss along the valley, meandered along the mountain wall, turned two woods, and finally came to the elves' secluded forest valley, ravendale.

The warm and soft light is shining on the treetops. It is full of the fragrance of trees and flowers. It is full of vitality and will not go too fast. The atmosphere of hope and peace surrounds the people. Pain and sorrow were isolated from the valley, and their mouths were swollen like sausages. They all looked up, forgot the pain, and looked around curiously.

The white gravel road forked ahead. One leads to the palace of the elves on the hillside, and the other leads down to the river. On the green grass beside the gurgling water, many elves are singing and playing, enjoying a carefree and happy time. Elrond, the king of spirits, was waiting for them on the way to the palace. He was smiling, but there was a trace of sadness between his brows.