Chapter 142： Purify crystal

Chapter 142 Purifying Crystal

But the speed of the Tauren's escape was far less than the speed of Hanjin's pursuit. Only one step, Hanjin rushed from behind, and the giant axe in his hand made a shadow in the air, with a screaming whistling Slanting to the hindbrain of the Tauren.

Hearing the abnormal noise behind him, the Tauren came back subconsciously in the running, only to see a huge axe blade. He wanted to lift the axe under the shack, but the joint on his arm had been Hanjin. The strong force was so stiff that it was impossible to make a contingency. At the next moment, Han Jin’s giant axe was cut into its body, and it was split into two pieces from head to shoulder.

At this time, the surrounding Tauren talents reacted, but what Han Jin accidentally was that after their leader died, they did not flee, but blood red eyes roared toward Hanjin.

Looking at the tauren who swarmed, Han Jin smiled a bit, and his strength was still not strong enough. He solved the tauren warrior just now. He has already spent a lot of effort, his body is sore, and his chest and abdomen. It’s also a surge of blood. If you come back a few times, it’s Han Jin who may have escaped.

The two armored axe staggered to Hanjin, and Han Jin took a huge axe in his right hand and took a step back. The left hand bounced like a butterfly, and the two fires shot at an incredibly fast speed. I was kneeling on the faces of the two Tauren.

The distance is too close, the two Taurens have no time to adapt, not to mention that they think that Hanjin is just a warrior. They never thought that Hanjin would release the magic. When they saw the fire, everything was too late.

Hung...Boom... There were two loud noises, and the two Tauren wrapped up in a flaming flame and flew out. The servant fell to the ground and the flame was still burning. The air was full of strong barbecue. .

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is definitely not a big fireball. The big fireball will soon be extinguished after the explosion, but the bullheads can't see it. They only stayed for a while and then swarmed.

Han Jin’s right hand danced a giant axe like a windmill. Although it has consumed a lot of physical strength, it is not a problem to swing a giant axe of more than a hundred kilograms. The left hand occasionally releases a fire charm. Anyway, he does not need these low-level roads anyway. It’s a sign, just dump it out at once!

The group of Taurens are getting more and more chilling. To be honest, they are not afraid of the huge axe in Hanjin’s hands, but the big fireball that can be released without humming, makes the Tauren people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts, if the ordinary magician releases the attack, At least they have a certain reaction time, but Han Jin is releasing magic when fighting in the body! The terrible hand, shaking in front of their eyes, can further give them a slap in the face, such a short distance, even if they know that the other side wants to release the magic, can not avoid, block.

Han Jin looked very calm, while playing and retreating. When he quit more than 20 meters, there were more than a dozen Tauren bodies on the street, and the Tauren’s offensive was more and more sloppy and more and more discouraged. .

At this moment, a golden stream of light flew from a distance, followed by a powerful and powerful pressure, while the remaining tauren stayed, then shouted and turned Struggling to escape to the distance.

Guevara has taken off her helmet and stood on the spot. She looked up and down Han Han, and put a smile on her mouth. She asked: "No injuries?"

Han Jin smiled and said: "If you talk about escape, there should be few people who can compare me."

Neither of them cares about the tauren who ran away. It seems that nothing has been seen and nothing has happened. It is just a group of small cockroaches.

Guevara also smiled: "The little guys have great potential. I can't think of you really messing up their front."

"Cough..." Han Jin coughed.

"Oh, Mr. Raphael."

Han Jin took this Guevara a little. There was no way to fight. He was definitely an elder. He couldn’t be polite. He looked in the direction of Guevara. There were soldiers from the Rapids. They were After chasing the remnants of the Black Crow City, I saw that Longing was rushing over here, and I remembered that I was too invested in the Tauren and almost forgot to look for clean crystals. .

"There should be no problem here. Mr. is going to find the Pride with me, or..." Han Jin asked.

"How? Faced with the dark magician, there is no confidence?" It seems that Guevara is in a good mood now, and actually opened a joke of Hanjin.

Han Jin shrugged his shoulders: "How come, but if you do it by the gentleman, you can be sure that you will lose nothing."

Listening to Han Jin, I said that Guevara, who knew the time was tight, also put up a smile and nodded.

Han Jin took Guevara to the direction of the Tauren. He also encountered several defending defenders along the way, but they were not in the mood to entangle with the enemy. Of course, the enemy did not feel the mood and they were old. A little entangled, very soon, Han Jin and Guevara arrived at the square in the city center.

Several Tauren flustered and ran from the other side, saw Han Jin and Guevara, and ran in the opposite direction in a panic, Han Jin rushed to catch up with a Tauren, kicking him kicked On the ground, then leaned down and asked softly: "Where is the altar?"

"Just, just below the square." It seems that this tauren has been scared of courage, and after Han Jin seized it, he squatted there, and there was no meaning for resistance.

"What about the entrance?"

"In the palace over there." The Tauren used his fingers to point to a palace not far away.

Han Jin looked at it. The palace occupies at least a thousand square meters. He frowned and asked: "Do you know the specific location? If you know, then take us quickly, if you still want to live!"

The tauren trembled even more fiercely: "Big, adults, I have not entered the altar, I really don't know, there seems to be an entrance, but it should be sealed."

"Take us in the past." Han Jin grabbed the back of the Tauren and picked him up.

At the other end of the square, there is indeed a step that extends downwards. It is more than ten meters away. There is a close door in front. Han Jin pushes it by hand. The door is cast in metal. It is very heavy. It seems to be something inside. Plugged in, can't push.

Guevara said nothing, and he stabbed the gun in his hand. The extremely pure golden glare was so grand that it was so bright that people couldn’t open their eyes. Then there was a loud noise, soaking the smoke, the earth. Dramatically shaking, the stones on the top of the head, the gray soil like the hail, the general fall, Han Jin does not disable the two arms to protect the top of the head.

For a moment, everything is calm again, Guevara is still so calm, but the guns in his hands have been distorted, and Han Jin has almost become a native, with thick dust and hair on his body. They all changed color, and they were rushing around there. No way, who made him not vindictive, and could not release the mantle because of such a thing, he was not qualified for luxury, he could only look with grievances. Guevara.

'Might', Han Jin turned and laughed and found that the Tauren was fainted by the mighty slam of Guevara, and the two closed iron gates had been blasted. The half door remained intact and the other half of the door leaned against the wall.

"Let's go." Guevara threw the gun that had been deformed by the huge force and took the lead.

Han Jin followed closely and went down. Seeing that Guevara had no weapons in his hands, Han Jin took two steps and handed the giant axe in the hand: "Mr., use me."

Guevara looked at Han Jin while walking, but did not pick up the axe and smiled: "Why, I thought I was old? A little mage, not so nervous."

"Of course not, I just think that it is convenient to have a weapon." Han Jin explained.

"Zaguned here, there are only a few people who have the strength to force me to use weapons." Guevara said proudly: "As for the dark magician, he still does not have this qualification!"

Seeing that Guevara is so confident, Han Jin feels that he is not good enough to say anything, and he is behind Gewala.

The underground palace is very big, but unlike the labyrinth that Han Jin had seen before, a large main road traverses the entire palace. During the period, Hanjin casually took a blind eye and asked as long as he followed this main road. You can reach the altar by walking.

In the depths of the palace, Pride sat quietly on the high altar, and placed a huge crystal on top of the gods in front of him. In fact, now the people in this underground palace have run away, but Pride has not gone, not because he is in love with it, but because he knows clearly, in this case, even if he flees to the ground, he can’t escape. Out of the Black Crow City.

And the most important thing is that to remove the curse, you must use purified crystals, but for ordinary people, it is impossible to hear about this crystal, let alone use it. Therefore, Prad believes that as long as those people do not know the usage of purifying the crystal, they will not hurt themselves, so there will be a chance to survive.

Finally, Han Jin and Guevara saw the altar at the end of the road, and at the same time, Prad saw them.

Although he saw only two people, he could have felt the huge pressure on Guevara, but he was still calm and unsettled. The more powerful the person came, the more the curse was. The more things you value, the greater the chance that he will survive.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. Suddenly, Pride seems to have seen something terrible. He widened his eyes and stood up from his seat.

"You..." Pride's hand trembled and pointed to the front, but even the words were incomplete.

"It turned out to be you," Guevara said faintly, but the coldness that emerged from his eyes has shown his mood at the moment.

"Sir, do you know him?" Han Jin asked in surprise.

"Oh, of course I know him. In the years in Nuremberg, he didn't take care of me." Guvala's cold laughter echoed in the empty hall, with a kind of hatred in his tone.

"How can you still be alive?" Pride's expression was like seeing a ghost.

"Do you think I am dead? That is really disappointing." Guevara looked at Pride playfully.

Pryder’s finger pointing to Guevara is still shaking, and the difference is that his lips are now starting to tremble and look nervous.

When he spoke, Guevara’s footsteps did not stop, and slowly walked to the altar. Just 20 meters from the altar, Guevara suddenly burst into a golden light, and the whole person made a shadow in the air, rushing to the altar with lightning speed. .

At the same time, Pride's trembling hands also suddenly appeared a magic wand, the whole body was grayish white, and the appearance was mottled and looked like it was a long time.

A huge black sphere appeared on the top of the magic wand without warning. It quickly rushed to Guevara, and then saw that Prind’s foot moved, a fence made of thick steel legs. The sky fell, just in the middle of him and Guevara, the whole hall was divided into two parts.

Devouring? ! Guevara couldn't help but be surprised. He quickly escaped the black sphere. The black ball wiped Guevara's body and hit the ground. Soon, the hard ground seemed to encounter the fire ice and quickly dissolved. A big hole.

Guevara's expression is dignified, can Pride actually send this high-level magic instantly? But immediately Guevara reacted. It turned out that Pride had pretended to be terrified, and even his lips trembled, in fact, just to cover up his silent spell.

"Oh..." Pride made a laugh, but his laughter was filled with a bleak taste. He wanted to use the release of the curse as a bargaining chip, negotiate with the other party, at least keep his life, who knows who came. It is Guevara. His heart is like an ice cave. He wants Guevara to forget the days and nights of the past and forget the hatred between them. It is totally fantasy!

"Guevara, both...have been done by Zaguned, you can't blame me!" Pred said in a helpless tone, he was making the final effort.

"Do you think that you can block me by this kind of thing?" Guevara sneered, knocking the fence in front of him with his fingers.

Seeing that Guevara did not respond to his pleading, Pride was really desperate, but his eyes suddenly flashed a fierce light, turned and raised his magic wand, a big fireball appeared out of thin air, flying straight to the clean crystal. Since you are sure to die, go with all the cursed people!