Bright Era

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Deliberately slowing down the speed of the dragon's flight, when the group of people was about to enter the night, a series of towering mountains appeared in front of them. The Griffin Mountains are here! This mountain is famous for producing wild griffins. Most of the wild griffins and griffin eggs traded on the western continent originate here. Now think about it, these griffins and griffin eggs are probably also a means of making money for the Fallen Temple.

After all, every country in the Western Continent has raised an army of flying warcraft cavalry. An ordinary kingdom will have two to three thousand griffins. The life cycle of an ordinary griffin is only 20 years. And the demand for griffon eggs is a big number.

The dragon was suspended in mid-air, and Lin Qi compared the map and the mountains in front of him.

Groups of wild griffins whizzed past them, but Mr. Mo's magic cut off the dragon's power emanating from the dragon, and these griffins did not notice the existence of Lin Qi and others. These griffins follow a unique route and hover around at high altitudes. Teams of griffins intersect each other, forming a tight surveillance net.

"The Temple of Fallen God seems to have exerted a lot of effort!" Yun curled his lips.

The flight routes of these griffin flocks are obviously carefully arranged. Anyone who wants to approach the Griffin Mountains cannot avoid the monitoring of these griffins. From this glance, there are at least hundreds of griffins hovering in the distance and high in the sky, and the entire Griffin Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles. If the Temple of the Fallen Temple monitors the entire Griffin Mountain Range, they control at least tens of thousands of griffins.

"Well, after all, it was the stronghold they had operated for hundreds of years in the Great Yan Dynasty." Lin Qi compared the map and made the dragon fly towards the valley where the stronghold of the Fallen Temple is located. Griffon Mountains, this is the place where the Temple of the Fallen Temple can accumulate troops and select elite talents for training. Those cultivable characters among bandits and bandits can be vigorously cultivated by the Temple of the Fallen, allowing their strength to be continuously improved.

And those underage children who robbed the past by bandits will also receive harsh education in the Temple of the Fallen.

The Caesar Empire’s encirclement and suppression of the Iron Halberd Province over the centuries is certainly training the Caesar Empire’s army, but is it also training troops for the Temple of the Fallen? At least according to Yan Chimei, the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers hidden in the Griffin Mountains in the Temple of the Fallen are all elites who have seen blood on the battlefield, and the proportion of high-ranking soldiers is particularly high, even higher than the church. The Knights of the Templar order is even worse.

In particular, the Temple of the Fallen Temple controlled the huge wild griffon population in the Griffon Mountains. Over the years, they have continuously selected the bloodline of the griffon, mixed the griffon with the flying dragon and other weird beasts, and as a result domesticated a large number of amazing beasts. These beasts cooperate with the elite fighters. If the Temple of Fallen Temple really wants to do something, once hundreds of thousands of beast knights rush out of the iron halberd province, even the former Caesar Empire will inevitably be hit hard.

"With such a powerful force, it is enough to stand on its own in the Western Continent, but if you have to hide in the mountains and sneak in, you really don't understand what they want?" Yun shook her head in confusion, her eyes The magic lines of all colors flickered, and everything within a radius of hundreds of miles was panoramic.

One hour after entering the mountain, the sky was completely dark, the sky was densely covered with dark clouds, you could not see your fingers, and the cold wind and heavy snow enveloped the entire Griffon Mountains. There will be a few lights flickering in the mountains separated by a dozen or twenty miles. It is a village in the mountains.

Lin Qi felt the situation in one of the villages. In a small village with a total population of only 1,000 people, some land was opened nearby. Although the population is less than a thousand people, there are two demigods and a dozen holy powers out of these thousand people. This group of people are obviously the elders of the village. When Lin Qi flew over them, they were in a big house in the village. Drinking and chatting.

There are also two hundred ordinary heavenly soldiers in the village, and the other young and middle-aged are the weakest and have the strength of status. Such a village is basically a small castle with troops. I really don't know how much effort it took for the Temple of Fallen Temple to run so many powerful villages in the mountains.

And often between several villages, there will be a small valley flat, and this valley flat is like a training camp. Most of the training camps are boys and girls between the ages of eight and fifteen. Although they are not very old, there are many low-level fighters and wizards among these young people. Corresponding to their ages, the strength they possess is simply incredible.

Even Mr. Mo couldn't help but exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, this is the true strength of the Temple of the Fallen God? Back then, I was still in the Hermit Society of Queshan. The little inside story of the Temple of the Fallen God that I saw was just the tip of the iceberg. Hey, Fallen Temple, Fallen Temple? Are they really enemies of the gods?"

Da Hei and Xiao Hei squatted on Lin Qi's shoulders, squirming their mouths, chewing a carrot slowly.

Hearing the exclamation of Mr. Mo, Da Hei and Xiao Hei shook their heads disapprovingly: "Such a scale, so average, you didn't see the real scenes of the late Primordial God War, at that time..."

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree snorted slightly, and the three-part mouths of Da Hei and Xiao Hei pulled up a funny arc, and then the two sighed at the same time: "We have forgotten too many things, ah, who can give us a piece? Is it fresh and delicious cabbage?"

Lin Qi took out two magic crystals and stuffed them into the mouths of the two rabbits. He looked thoughtfully at the rapidly passing mountains under his feet and nodded slowly. These days, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse have absorbed so many magic materials and magic crystals. Although they did not tell Lin Qi, they should have repaired a lot of damaged bodies.

Therefore, their memory should have recovered a lot.

But they still closed their mouths to Lin Qi, but occasionally there would be a gap in the bottle mouth leaking a little wind. Lin Qi shook his head gently, well, the things that the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse and even Longya know, these things are too heavy for Lin Qi, he still don't think about it!

As the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse and Osmanthus Tree said, there are many things that you should not know before you have enough strength.

Dark clouds entangled in the front, and dozens of peaks densely covered with wild griffon caves surrounded a valley with a length of a hundred miles and ten miles at its widest point. High walls were built at both ends of the valley, surrounded by a large number of magic traps. There was a faint magic wave in the air, and it was obvious that a powerful magic circle was also arranged in the valley.

On the top of the dozens of peaks densely dotted with griffon nests, each mountain top stands a strange magic tower. The lights flickered in the magic tower, and the violent magic fluctuations in the magic tower could be vaguely felt.

It's already night, and there are still powerful magicians practicing in these magic towers. Mr. Mo lightly sighed: "What a powerful magic enchantment, these eighteen magic towers just form a positive eighteen-pointed star magic circle, which is matched with the five five-pointed star magic circle in the valley. , This is a magic map that I can't understand."

Lingwen poked her head out from behind Lin Qi's head. She carefully took a piece of paper and used a quill pen to outline a complicated magical array on it: "This is a dark history that was destroyed by the church. Forbidden image. This magic circle does not use the power of magic elements, but uses magic elements as keys to summon some horrible forbidden circles."

"Because this kind of magic circle was used extensively in the middle and late stages of the dark calendar, and every time there were records of several city states being summoned by powerful and uncontrollable creatures that were completely destroyed, the church disciplinary knights deliberately destroyed all related records. I can actually see such a magic circle here. It seems that there are many old immortals in the Temple of Fallen God!"

Lingwen slapped Lin Qi's head enthusiastically: "Let them activate this magic circle, and let me see what they can summon, OK? OK? OK? OK!"

Lin Qi and Yun glanced at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

There was also a flash of enthusiasm in Mr. Mo's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Perhaps, after we rescue the person to be saved, we can alarm the people who have fallen from the temple? This magic circle, I am also very interested!"

Lingwen's eyes widened, and Mr. Xiang Mo enthusiastically gave a thumbs up: "That's right, let's try it out. Let's stand a little farther. If it is too dangerous, we will run away. Don't let us clean up the mess anyway. What are we afraid of?"

The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched. These two guys are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic! However, Lin Qi is really interested in this kind of forbidden formation that is strictly forbidden by the church and even destroyed all related records!

After being silent for a while, Lin Qi beckoned to Bilibili, "I and Bilibili went in to find out the situation, and figured out where the people from Yanjia live, especially where Yan Chihang lives. Then we will go in. Put it all together and see how to save people!"

The phantom **** puppet took off from Lin Qi's body like a piece of skin, and quickly turned into a stream of light into Lin Qi's palm.

Lin Qi chose a puppet from the phantom **** puppets made by Princess Qingli, a puppet of ordinary birth, which people would forget at first sight, and put him on the phantom **** puppet without any characteristics. Lin Qi quickly changed his appearance, and by the way took out a black tights and replaced it on him.

Bilibili looked at Lin Qi's huge body with a very professional gaze from the side, and then shook his head grinning.

"Great and powerful master, your size is really not suitable for such a delicate job as a thief! But since you are so powerful, then whatever you do is taken for granted!" A lightly patted Lin Qi. Flattering, Bilibili took the lead with an afterimage, and instantly escaped into the shadow under Lin Qi's feet.

Lin Qi looked at the group of people around him. He pointed to Arta who had just been signed by Bilibili and was forcibly pulled out of the Sixth Abyss. At this moment, he was squatting on the side with a face: "Alsa, You follow us in. As a senior demon, I think your demon curses should be able to play a big role!"

Alsa looked at Lin Qi pitifully: "Great Lord Lin Qi, I am too old, and my back pain can make my children..."

Lin Qi kicked Arta's **** and kicked him off the dragon's back.

Lin Qi jumped off the dragon himself and walked cautiously in the direction of the valley. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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