End of the Magic Era

The buzzing dull sound of a flesh-eyed ripple spreading from the surface of Guridan. In the sky, all the bipedal dragons and horny eagle beasts in the Dead War made a frightening cry, dropping to the ground unexpectedly, then burying their heads in their wings Cersei trembled.

The magical fluctuations that pervaded the battlefield were swept across by this visible ripple, which instantly stabilized and all those who fought were forced to stop.

Especially those crazy Orc slaves, all kneeling on their knees like instincts, throwing away their weapons one by one, holding their heads on their heads and not even daring to lift them up.

The status of the Orc slaves in the Ashes Orc tribe is extremely low. Even the mentally retarded Kodo beasts know that the Orc slaves can occasionally eat one or two without punishment. The tribal chiefs are the ones they will never be able to look directly at, and will suffer from extinction at first glance.

This instinct, which has gone deep into the blood and soul, cannot be stopped, even if they are now insane.

And the elite of the tribes of the ash beasts behind them, after feeling this extraordinary power belonged to their chiefs, also stopped and knelt down one after the other.

All the ash beasts who are still standing will feel more and more pressure, and the visible ripples of the road are only the momentum of Guridan, but these ash beasts can no longer resist.

The majesty of the Sheikh, deep into the soul, instantly gave all the ash beasts a brief awakening.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yun quickly realized why the last time he met the firecrackers, it was quite normal to communicate, but somehow he was furious.

These ash beasts are controlled by evil forces, but their consciousness is still sober, that many things in their hearts have been amplified, they may just hear a slight disagreement, they will burst away, even a slight fluctuation in their emotions, and they will launch a frenzied attack.

Guridan is the chief of their tribe, Jewel, for a long time, a force that suppresses all emotions, and just standing there calms these raging ash beasts.

Feeling the pressure in the air seemed to suppress the human soul, Lin Yun took a deep breath. All the elements around Guridan, all the power, seemed to actively surround the past, stood in the middle of the sky, without using any power, as if the power traveling in the air proactively dragged him.

It seems that all the power around him has been controlled by him, obviously there is still such a long distance, even the pressure has not spread to this side, Lin Yun feels that he is no longer able to sustain the flotation technique, the magic is trembling slightly, the power of control seems to be actively approaching the past.

Guridan stood halfway through the air, suppressing all the ash beasts, and the battle stopped momentarily.

The Dark Pokémon who were in battle, when they saw Guridan appear, they were all shocked. They didn't know that Guridan was in the Dark Pokémon tribe. At this time, they saw Guridan and naturally thought Guridan was going to do it himself.

But it didn't occur to me that Guridan's repression was not directed against the Dark Pokémon at all, it was all suppressed on those ash beasts, the suppressed bipedal Feilong kept crying with his wings over his head, and the black-pressed Orc slaves were shaking in Cesar, a fear deep into the bone marrow.

“This is the power of the sky, so strong! ”

“Too strong! The chief of the Ashes Orc tribe was so strong, he just stood there and I felt like I was going to catch my breath. ”

“What the hell is going on? How did that happen? How did the chief of the Ashes Orc tribe show up? And still strong enough, I can't even look up...”

A group of Dark Pokémon shouted, many of them have never seen in their lives what the heavenly ones are like, and have never seen the heavenly ones do it. Now they feel this kind of pressure, all of them scared of the soft legs. Without knowing that the elders of the Dark Pokémon tribe have also broken the heavenly scale, the Dark Pokémon in front of the battle would not have been able to stand there.

At this time, Gary, the elder of the Dark Elf tribe, and Harris, the elder of the Fire Dwarf tribe, both flew halfway into the air, looking at Guridan, the distant face of iron and blue.

But just when everyone thought the situation had been completely suppressed, a shadow of a man in black smoke flew rapidly from afar, a shadow of a man with enormous and fierce power, before it had arrived, the air was already trembling slightly.

The roaring sound is like countless raging thunderbolts in the middle of the sky. The raging force drives the forces in the air to form a terrible magic storm. This magic storm turns into a rolling black smoke that lasts for more than a thousand meters. It looks like a terrible tornado made of black smoke that converges for more than a decade.

“Guridan, how dare you stop me! I'm here for the tribe. Everyone who dares to stop me must die! Must die!”

A furious howl blew away from the front of the tornado, and the furious sound gathered a great deal of black smoke, turning into hundreds of giant demon heads four or five meters old, a demon head dragging the tail of black smoke, howling towards Guridan.

Between now and then, the winds and clouds change color, the wind bursts, and the magic in the air is trapped in the skull of these hundreds of roaring giant demons rushing towards Guridan.

The horrible and violent forces squeezed in, making the forest clouds thousands of meters away feel a little difficult to breathe, as if the sky ahead was pressing towards him.

In the face of this fierce and terrible force, Guridan's eyebrows slightly flashed, reaching for the void in front of him and grabbing it, and a wave of space fluctuated with it, as if one of his hands had crossed the space to another place, and a ripple appeared, and he saw Guridan pull a giant red sword two meters long from the void.

Suddenly, a heavy breath emerged from Guridan, and the fierce forces around him seemed to be completely under his control at this moment, a force that was more fierce but suppressed by death.

Guridan single-handedly held the sword and slashed it with a sword against the flood currents that gathered the heads of the infinite demons. One of the most common red fights then flew out.

But this red fight was more than 100 meters long, as if a giant red sword had been waved by Guridan.

After the huge fighting chips flew out, they blew up instantly and turned into hundreds of smaller fighting chips.

Countless red fights have been cut into floods, colliding face-to-face with the heads of the demons.

Between now and then, there seemed to be hundreds of red swords flying out of the sky, each nailed to the brow heart of a demon's head.

Those demon heads dragging black smoke, stabbed by a big red sword, but halfway through, stopped, but those demon heads, like living creatures, screamed angrily, infinitely black smoke rolled, as if to force these big red swords out.

Suddenly, terrible magic fluctuations surged like tides in the middle of the sky, and countless terrible shock waves spread from the place where the demon's head collided with the red pipe. The dome above his head was crossed by this shock wave. The hard dome, which had not known how many years of time it had solidified, suddenly showed a scar scar.

And on the ground, it's more like being chopped off by a giant with a giant sword, a terrible crack that extends more than a thousand meters, and the crack is 78 meters wide and 89 meters deep, which is just the aftermath of the battle!

A second later, those fierce demon heads, who seemed to destroy everything, were finally unable to resist the brawl of the Red Sword and were thrust through countless red floods.

In the meantime, all the devil's skulls roared in vain, turning into infinite black smoke crumbling.

And Guridan's releases were cut off, but were also wiped out by the infinite amount of black smoke. They didn't even rush into front of the man who was covered in black smoke.

The man stood empty-handed and covered in black smoke, which clustered together on his body surface, as if countless black venomous snakes were attached to his body, and looked very evil and horrible.

It's just that this man wears dark armor and a veiled helmet, and he can't even see who it is.

After one blow, both stopped, Guridan twisted his eyebrows and stared at the person in the distance, seemed familiar, but for a moment and a half, he couldn't remember who it was.

In the distance, Gary and Harris couldn't help but look at each other. Can't they see it? Guridan seemed to be just casual fighting, but after breaking through the heavenly scale, casual fighting, carried extraordinary power. It was not forces below the heavenly scale that could resist, it was a qualitative change!

Seems like casual fighting, but can be completely controlled by Guridan, the power inside is condensed to the extreme, it's really extraordinary power, like hundreds of refined steel, and the power beneath the extraordinary, even if it's stronger, just like a slightly bigger egg.

Under these two collisions, no matter how big the eggs, they collide with a fine needle forged from hundreds of refined steel, and eventually the eggs break.

But now, what they see, that man actually fought a drum like Guridan in a probationary offensive!

This man is also a celestial rank?

Since when is the heavenly scale in the kingdom of the devil so worthless? After so many years, none of the three races have a celestial scale. Only three people have crossed one foot into the celestial scale, but they cannot cross the other foot into it alive.

Now there's a fourth heavenly scale?