MTL - Shen Yin Wang Zuo-v2 Chapter 11 Knights of the Holy Mountain (four)

Chapter 11 Knights of the Holy Mountain (four)

When Long Hao morning turned his wrist, he took off his own shield of light, and always be vigilant is a compulsory course for any knight.

The huge figure slowly landed a few feet away from them. It is a flying World of Warcraft.

This flying World of Warcraft is more like a **** of the night, and it is about six meters long. It is made of pale gold, the dragon's head is bird's body, and the back of the head and tail are all long and colorful. After that, the wide wings slowly converge, and the head rises, looking forward to life.

Seven levels of Warcraft, Dragon Eagle. Long Haochen recognized the origin of this Warcraft at a glance.

The Dragon Eagle is a flying property of the World of Warcraft. For the Cavaliers, the mount of the Bright Attribute is the most valuable and can greatly enhance the Cavaliers' combat power.

From the back of the dragon eagle, they also jumped down two people, a middle-aged man with a teenager. They just landed, and their eyes turned toward Long Haochen.

"Hey, I said who it is. It turned out to be the night brother, I haven't seen it for a long time!" The middle-aged man saw the night, first stunned, but soon he came over with a smile.

Night Hua is still a cold look, and did not meet.

The middle-aged man was wearing a pale gold armor, and there was a clear scent of light on his body. He had no weapons and no helmet, and he allowed a long blond hair to be scattered behind him.

It seems that he is younger than the night, and his face looks a little feminine, especially a pair of slender eyelids, giving a sense of sharpness in the vagueness.

The young man around him is at least seven points taller than the middle-aged, and he is about seventeen or eight years old and tall. With a touch of arrogance on his face.

The middle-aged man came to the front and smiled. "How? The night brother will not know me. We have not seen it for six or seven years. However, we grew up together. Just far away. I saw your 撼 雕 carving, although this kind of Warcraft is only six levels, but it is very rare, it is estimated that you."

The night is cold and cold: "Ghost, you are still so stinky."

The middle-aged man’s face changed slightly, but the young man next to him couldn’t help himself. He said, “What are you talking about?”

"Stop." The ghost of the middle-aged man smiled slightly and his face was restored to normal. "Night, the teacher missed you very much. You have been away from the city for many years. Don't go back to see the teacher. One day is the teacher." Life is the father!"

The face of Yehua became colder. "I don't need you to teach. Let's go." As I said, I ignored the ghosts and walked toward the Mount of the Holy Mountain with the dragon.

Looking at the back of their gradual disappearance, the young man couldn't help but ask the ghost: "Dad, who is this? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Ghostly faint road: "It's just a waste. It was originally swept out by your master. It seems that he is taking the boy around him to get the mount from the Knights Mountain. The boy does not seem to be big enough. Enter the holy mountain. After that, if there is a chance, create trouble for him."

The young man nodded a little excitedly. "I will let him know how powerful. If he interrupts his leg, I see that Warcraft is willing to be close to him."

The ghost eyes are slightly stunned, the eyes are shining, and the memories of decades ago slowly come to mind.

......

"Night brother, you are going to be a knight. Why is your spiritual strength improving so fast, is there any secret? Is it good to teach me?"

"Cultivation depends on your own efforts, there is no shortcut."

"Oh. It must be that the teacher has eccentrically taught you a special cultivation method. Otherwise, you are three years older than me, so you have to be a knight."

"Snapped--"

"Do you dare to beat me? You dare to beat me..."

"It’s you, you dare to say that the teacher is not, I will interrupt your limbs and throw you out of the main hall of the repairing city. Roll away, don’t let me see you again."

That year, he was twelve years old and his night was fifteen years old.

......

"Ghost Wu, if there is a chance, interrupt the limbs of the kid." Coldly said, ghosts then strode forward.

The arrogant ghost martial arts slightly stunned. "Break the limbs! Will it be too cruel? But I like it." The color of the cockroaches flashed from his face.

Night Hua silently walked forward, his face is still so cold, but he is familiar with his dragon, but the morning can clearly feel that the teacher's mood fluctuations are somewhat unstable.

"Teacher, is that your enemy?" Long Haochen asked quietly.

Nighthua glanced at him. "I was the same door. I am repairing the city, next to the headquarters of the Temple Union, one of the largest cities. My teacher is the Knights Templar."曾经. I used to go to the main hall of the city at the age of thirteen and broke through the third stage at the age of fifteen. It was praised as the first genius of the city for centuries. It was a teacher’s pro-disciple. But one step in heaven, one step in hell, when I was discovered first After the spiritual power was nine, the genius became a waste. I worked hard for two years in the main hall of the city, and the speed of spiritual cultivation was extremely slow. So the teacher drove me out of the main hall of the city. Among the few people, there is ghosting. I ridiculed that I am the most fierce of the word of waste, and he is also."

After saying this, Yuhua closed his mouth, as if he had just said something that had nothing to do with himself. But the pace under his feet suddenly increased, and under the urging of spiritual power, he went as far as the arrow.

Long Haochen's double fists can not help but tighten, and the heart secretly vowed that the teacher's shame, he will certainly help him wash. Although Nighthua said it was very simple, he could imagine that the teacher of that year must have been greatly stimulated to become the present. And that ghost is obviously one of the initiators.

Looking back at the ghost and father who fell on their feet, the dragon's clear pale golden eyes reveal a hint of light.

The distance between the hundred miles is not a big deal for them. In less than an hour, Long Haochen has already followed the night to the vicinity of the Knight Mountain.

The closer to the Knights of the Holy Mountain, the more intense the atmosphere of the elements. The mist that emits a pale golden luster rises in front, and the looming mountains are towering. Obviously, the Knights of the Holy Mountain refers not to a mountain, but to a mountain. The fog seemed to be distracted as they approached, and nothing could be seen.

Gradually, they entered the range of pale golden fog, and Long Xiaochen was surprised to find that this pale golden haze seems to be a very pure light element. After entering this haze, the light elements are at least five times more than the outside world. And there is no impurity.

“It’s felt. The light elements here are much richer than the outside world. The mountain range of the Knights of the Holy Mountain is itself a huge circle of law, composed of mountains and seals. These light elements are also absorbed by the law. If we are knights Being able to cultivate here will definitely have a multiplier effect. However, it is obviously impossible. Because it is the existence of these light elements that can suppress the suffocation of Warcraft. Therefore, in the Knights of the Holy Mountain, No knights are allowed to practice. Even the elders of the guards will not do. Otherwise, once the balance of light elements in the circle is destroyed, it is likely to cause the Warcraft riots. After you enter it, the body will be self-reliant. It doesn't matter if you work, but you can't practice in meditation."