Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

"That's Learmons?"

Nightwing's tone was one of surprise as he said the name, and his gaze was full of uncertainty as he looked at the seven-colored figure.

Very little information has survived about the Battle Tyrant, so Nightwing only instinctively guessed that the seven-colored figure was Learmons, and he wasn't completely sure.

"That's Learmons." Durand spoke, from his tone, to his face, to his eyes, all of which were full of calm determination.

Durand had never seen Learmons, and even Learmons's existence was from Nightwing, but he was sure that the person who punched the young white was his ancestor, the battle tyrant Learmons!

Because when the seven-colored figure appeared, Durand felt that the blood in his body was completely boiling, and the feeling of blood connection would not deceive, so at the moment when the seven-colored figure appeared, Durand was sure: it was Learmons, or rather, a clone left by Learmons.

Learmons' figure is a little hazy, but the aura is so strong that Durand has only seen it in his life.

He didn't say a word, and after punching Bai with a punch, he took a steady step forward.

With this step, Duland's face changed suddenly, and he let out a low cry, and his body fell from the sky to the ground uncontrollably. The same goes for Nightwing and Jean on the side. Finally regaining their footing, Durand and Nightwing glanced at each other, their faces already full of disbelief.

One step to ban the sky?

One step to ban the sky!

- Learmons only took a random step forward, and the vast momentum of dominating the heavens and the earth was emanated, and the huge coercion was almost condensed into substance, as if a forbidden space realm was shrouded down, immediately making it impossible for the three of Durand to continue flying. One fell from the air to the ground.

The terrifying coercion centered on Learmons swept in all directions, and in front of the translucent barrier, mountains of bones began to tremble.

Almost instantly, Durand understood that the seven-colored patch was not the true power of Learmons at all. The projection-like existence in front of him is the means by which Learmons stops all the geniuses in the ancient path.

"I see, no wonder I always feel that the seven-colored patch is too lightly broken......" Durand said in his heart.

Before, a group of seven people didn't smash the seven-color patch with great difficulty, and at the time I thought it was because the battle mage made a move to break the patch, but now it seems that smashing the seven-color patch is not a pass at all. What really made countless geniuses unable to get out of the ancient path was a clone left behind by Learmons.

"If the first one to go up just now wasn't White, but me or Nightwing......" Thinking of this, Durand suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Judging from the fact that Bai was killed without any resistance, he and Nightwing joined forces, and it was still for nothing!

"Durand......" Nightwing bit her lip stubbornly. Ask Durand in a low voice, "Fight, or withdraw?" ”

Qin Wenyan also looked at it.

To be honest, she was already thinking of retreating, and when she thought of Bai being killed without any resistance just now, and even the white cross sword in his hand was shattered into slag by the seven-colored fist, Jean felt a chill in her heart.

Any reasonable person would choose to retreat at such a time!

That Nightwing actually asked whether to fight or withdraw? Does this still need to be considered? Withdraw, of course! Jean thought to herself.

But Durand was silent for a moment, and the answer he gave was: "...... War! ”

"War? Are you crazy? Jean gritted her teeth. Don't hesitate, the three of us join forces, and one of us can escape, the gap is too big! ”

"I can't escape."

Durand glanced at her and said softly, "The only option now is to fight, to see if it is possible to force through the holes in the guò barrier, and to be able to pass one by one." ”

Qin looked at Duland's solemn and solemn side face with a hint of calm and flatness, and opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

She has always been conceited and intelligent, but she doesn't know that there are times. Courage to move forward is more important than wisdom.

Durand took it one step at a time, dragging the knife forward.

The trial field unfolded, barely squeezing out the coercion of Learmons.

At the same time, a purple staircase silently appeared under Duland's feet, and he stepped on it. Hard-standing the heavy pressure of Learmons like an abyss like a prison, he went all the way up against the sky.

"Make a choice." Nightwing glanced at Qin, "Advance and retreat are only in a thought, what you choose is up to you." ”

"What do you choose?" Jean asked rhetorically.

Nightwing smiled faintly, with even a hint of ease in his smile, and answered directly with action, striding to catch up with Duland's footsteps, shoulder to shoulder with Duland, and walking towards Learmons.

Qin's delicate face trembled faintly, and the inner struggle was extremely fierce, and finally she gritted her teeth violently and flew to catch up with Durand and Nightwing, whether she was sent to death or not, she didn't care!

Durand stopped in front of Learmons.

Nightwing and Jean are on the left and right, standing next to Duland. Nightwing was surrounded by a black air current like night, and the black knife was pointed diagonally at Learmons; Qin's pretty face was a little pale, she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, silently mobilized all her strength and potential, and prepared to fight to the death.

The two women were ready to make a move at any time, but the two men, Durand and Learmons, seemed to have no intention of making a move for the time being.

They just looked at each other in silence.

This is an encounter that spans years and years. Durand and the clone left by his ancestors looked at each other quietly for a long time, smiled slightly, and said, "Get out of the way, we're going to Sendelo." ”

"Sorry, I can't do it."

The clone of Learmons actually spoke.

His tone was indifferent, but his voice was quite similar to Duland's, with a slight hoarse magnetism in his depth.

Learmons paused slightly and continued, with a hint of affection in his tone, "This road doesn't work, go back." ”

Durand sighed softly, and the Judgment Knife raised its head slightly. He looked at his ancestor with a somewhat complicated face, shook his head and said:

"Sorry, I can't do it."

Moments later, an earth-shattering explosion exploded before the barrier. The explosion was so violent that the entire underground cavern trembled violently.

The roar echoed through the deep cavern, lasting for a long time.

……

……

"Hmm......" Durand slowly opened his eyes, and the whole process was quite difficult. The upper and lower eyelids kept fighting, and several times they re-closed and opened on their own initiative.

In a daze, Durand felt pain all over his body, and the pain was so strong that he couldn't help but snort again. There was weakness in his voice.

I...... Not dead?

Durand felt himself lying on the hard, cold ground, his vision gradually reopened, and he adjusted his head slightly with difficulty, only to realize that he was still in the cave, and he was lying next to the translucent barrier, his gaze extending upwards along the high erection barrier. Finally, it falls on the uneven roof wall of the underground cave.

Looks like I'm really not dead.

Durand thought silently, his mood was surprisingly flat, and his last memory was that he, Nightwing, and Jean teamed up to attack Learmons, and he had the impression that he rushed forward, and then ...... I don't know anything.

I don't know what happened to Nightwing?

"Are you awake?" A voice sounded, very abrupt in the quiet underground cave.

Durand listened to the voice very similar to himself. Probably because not long after waking up, Durand was still a little unresponsive, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized-

It was Learmons who spoke.

Struggling to sit up, Durand looked in the direction from which the voice came from, and saw that Learmons was not far away, leaving himself with a tall and majestic back.

Learmons asked lightly, in a calm but not rigid tone.

He didn't look back. Instead, he lowered his head and quietly looked at the thing in his hand, it was a purple war knife that was about the length of a meter, wasn't it Duland's judgment battle knife?

"What about my companions?" Durand asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it's rare for me to release water once and I didn't kill anyone, I just knocked them out." Learmonts still didn't look back, and a faint smile overflowed in his tone, "In this way, I can tell you something, my descendant." ”

He turned around as he spoke. looked at Durand with a smile, his peaceful and elegant appearance was like the world's courage before!

Durand couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

"You...... You already recognize me as a member of the Learmons family? ”

"Nonsense, otherwise you think you'll be alive until now? A stupid boy with a tendon! ”

As Learmonts said this, something suddenly occurred to him. "But, boy, how did you come out of the Ancient Path?" Battlemages can only be born in Sendlow, and there should have been no battlemages in the Ancient Path for a long time. ”

Durand felt that the qiē in front of him was too incredible, his ancestors were actually talking to him, and it sounded like a living person with the memory and thinking of the clone of Learmons!

He made up his mind before slowly talking about how he and Nightwing had encountered the black dwarves, how they had accidentally been swept into the Ancient Path, and then tried their best to get here in an attempt to break the barrier and return to Sendlow.

After listening quietly, Learmons was silent for a long, long time before he said in a complicated tone that Durand couldn't understand: "The Ancient Road should have been isolated from the world, and you can still fall into the Ancient Road in that way, hmph, it's really ...... Incredible. ”

He inquired again about the black dwarf.

After asking, Learmons was silent for a longer period of time, and finally muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Did that damn thing finally flow out......

His face changed for a while, and Lirmones seemed to have made some decision, reaching out to make a move in the air, and Durand felt his body fly up involuntarily, and then landed steadily in front of Learmons.

"You just said that you went back to Sendelow for your daughter, and also to help Sendelow win a war, and the opponent is countless black dwarves?"

"Yes." Durand Road.

Learmons nodded, raised his judgment knife and shook it, commenting, "Your knife is good, but it's ...... It's not enough. He stared at Duland's eyes and said word by word, "With you now, if you go directly back to Sendelow, you will definitely hang." ”

Durand didn't dare to have any arrogance in front of the ancestor of this legendary demon, and when he heard this, he bowed his head and humbly asked, "Can you help me?" ”

"Of course." Learmons grinned and flipped over to find a gadget, and Durand looked at it, and now it was a world compass.

"Uh, why does it look a little familiar......"

Durand thought for a moment, and then suddenly remembered, "This world compass ...... Isn't it the spoils he took from DiCafillo? ”

ps: Thank you for the monthly pass of King Qi Qi and the Star Sword Immortal~