With the silver light path of the elves as a guide, Mo Wuxie's body skills were stretched to the extreme and he ran forward quickly.
The Balrog was chasing after him furiously. Every time the lower limbs of the spiral magma fell on the ground, a huge pit appeared on the ground. The inside was scorched black and the flames burned with a bang.
Mo Wuxie ran forward, with the fire demon chasing after him, and the silvery path behind him became a road of fire.
No matter how fast he was, the distance between Balrog and him was constantly getting closer.
Mo Wuxie ran for who knows how long. Gradually, he saw the mess in the distance.
There were at least ten miles of land in front of us, all of which was in ruins. The ground was full of pits and chars, and the temperature was extremely high. The extent of the damage was very deep.
Before he reached the ruins, he felt a scorching fire energy fluctuation. Looking around, there were countless black gases floating in the ruins.
Obviously, this is the place where the Elf High Priest fights the Balrog. In other words, he is getting closer to the volcano.
It seems that the Huantian Spiritual Realm also has its limits. After being trampled by perverted and powerful men like Balrog, there is no way to recover again.
Originally, the distance between the Balrog and him was getting closer, but when he got here, he clearly felt that the speed was getting closer quickly.
He knew that the closer he got to the volcano, the Balrog's cultivation would gradually recover until it returned to its peak.
He has been holding the fragment in his hand. Only with this fragment still in his hand can the Balrog keep chasing him.
He knew that he could not move forward, otherwise, there would be no chance to resist, and it might be a problem to escape into the tomb of the gods, because the Balrog, who had returned to his peak, had the third level of cultivation in the heaven realm. He did not understand this level, but according to it,
He estimated that it could collapse the space in an instant, and his chances of escaping into the tomb of the gods might be very small.
Therefore, he can no longer bet on his strength in the unknown practice field.
He braked suddenly and turned to look behind him.
Boom!
The Balrog jumped and fell, the earth suddenly trembled, and a circle of fire suddenly shot out.
Mo Wuxie felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and he looked wary. Although it was just the aftermath, it made him defend with all his strength.
roar--
The demon roared at him, and Mo Wuxie immediately escaped into the tomb of the god, and the sound wave immediately shattered his illusory figure.
When he appeared again, he noticed that Balrog was obviously sluggish, and this phenomenon immediately attracted his attention.
This sluggishness only lasted a moment, and the Balrog had already recovered.
He suddenly laughed. It seemed that all of this was directly related to the fragment.
The Balrog roared and charged towards him again.
In order to verify his guess, he immediately sent the fragment to the tomb of the god, and the Balrog immediately became sluggish on the spot again, motionless, and the fire in his eyes jumped inexplicably.
He understood. Only the fragments could arouse the will of the Sword of Destruction and control the Balrog to rob it. Once the fragments disappeared, the Sword of Destruction would again lose the ability to control the will. Therefore, a super puppet like the Balrog would become mechanical.
It is not difficult to imagine how terrifying this will to control will be once the fragment is fused with the Demonic Sword. Being able to control the Balrog of the third level of the Heaven Realm is enough to illustrate the supreme dominance of the Sword of Destruction.
If the Elf Queen had given me the fragment earlier, maybe they would not have suffered this unreasonable disaster at all.
He fell in love with the God's Tomb more and more, but he never thought that the things sent in would be completely isolated from the world, and even the Sword of Destruction could not do anything about it.
He shook his head and could only feel sad for the elves. Perhaps, all this was fate.
He bypassed the sluggish Balrog and returned to the original path.
The Balrog has always been the overlord of the magma. The Huantian Spiritual Realm has been opened countless times, and the Balrog has never left the magma. It is enough to show that it is only this time that the Sword of Destruction has sensed the piece brought by Wanyi.
The changes caused by the fragments, which should have been sealed at the bottom of the magma before.
In other words, it was only the opening of the Huantian Spiritual Realm that caused everything to undergo unpredictable changes.
There was no call from the fragments, or in other words, nothing that resonated with the Sword of Destruction. The Sword of Destruction, missing its important parts, returned to death again.
The black energy all over Balrog's body gradually dissipated, and after a long time he returned to his normal color.
The Balrog threw away the sword of destruction in his hand, ran towards the volcano alone, and disappeared into the crater. It returned to its world again.
The Sword of Destruction was quietly inserted into the ground. It suddenly shrank in size and the black energy dissipated, turning into an ordinary and special long sword more than one meter long.
If Balrog brings the Sword of Destruction back to the magma, nothing will change much. Because the Sword of Destruction was originally sealed at the bottom of the magma. In other words, no matter how many years pass, the Sword of Destruction cannot leave the bottom of the magma.
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At this time, the Sword of Destruction was brought out in a different way and inserted into the earth of the Huantian Spiritual Realm.
The Sword of Destruction did not emit any breath, but the deathly silence was terrifying.
Mo Wuxie left too early. If he saw this situation, he would definitely send the Sword of Destruction back to hell, or else it would be permanently sealed in the tomb of the gods. Of course, once these supreme divine soldiers enter the divine tomb,
It is unknown whether the tomb and the fragments will undergo other changes.
In the ruins, Qu Tong appeared with his head in the air.
He was always there during the confrontation between Mo Wuxie and Yan Mo. How could such a big movement not attract his attention.
He looked at the Sword of Destruction on the ground, showing a hint of excitement.
"What a supreme weapon, but now it belongs to me. Can you, Mo Wuxie, still compete with me?"
He ignorantly grabbed the Sword of Destruction and disappeared into the forest...
Mo Wuxie returned to the elves, who were already recovering.
Strangely enough, in Mo Wuxie's eyes, various things were surrounded by green light and were growing slowly. Giant trees that had fallen to the ground were slowly getting up. The heat of the fire on the ground was slowly fading, and young green trees were growing again.
green grass...
However, dead elves will not be resurrected again.
He looked into the distance and found that there was no one among the elves.
His power of thought spread out, looking for his companions everywhere. After just a moment, he showed a surprised look.
In his mind, a strange place appeared.
This place is surrounded by a layer of green light balls, in which grows a towering ancient tree, like a super large mushroom cloud.
At this time, all the elves were sitting around the tree, and the Elf Queen continued to release rays of light into the ancient tree. The ancient tree seemed to be full of endless vitality, releasing little bits of green light, floating throughout the world. Everything
This is where the green light spots come from.
He came closer and stared blankly at the giant tree. He always had a strange feeling that this tree was alive and intelligent.
Qinghe suddenly threw herself into his arms, and Mo Wuxie hugged her subconsciously, but his eyes lingered on the ancient tree.
No one spoke. Except for the Elf Queen Qinghe, no one made much movement. They just looked at the giant tree piously and intently.
The Elf Queen seemed to be performing some kind of ritual. After a long time, she turned around with a friendly smile on her face and said, "My name is Catalina. I'm glad you're back!"