Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

In fact, there is no need for Shiafei to answer, Lu Yuan has an answer to this in his heart.

After all, he stared at the thing all the way.

Moreover, the subsequent angry roar of the dragon also expressed her dissatisfaction with this result.

"It seems," Lu Yuan murmured, "this so-called forbidden domain is not just forbidden at all!"

"What the **** is going on? Is it possible that damage is prohibited in this area? It's just that the speed of the shell is beyond the range of ability, and it's just reduced?"

Thinking about it, Lu Yuan simply took out a grenade and threw it out of the car.

Sure enough, the thing was supposed to explode after three seconds, but it didn't explode in this domain.

After Lu Yuan took the opportunity to hit it out with a stick, it exploded into dust as soon as it got out of the range.

However, it was only half opened, and the inner half was greatly reduced whether it was the intensity of the explosion or the speed of the fragments.

"It's really in the realm of peace!" Lu Yuan smacked his lips and couldn't help looking at the idol.

It just didn't matter if he looked at it, he immediately found that the idol was wrong.

In fact, he can't be blamed. After he came out of the work space, he didn't relax, so he never went to see the statue. Although obviously found something in the white elves.

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll go! No way? Is that really the case?!"

As soon as he saw the idols, especially the hands that the idols stretched forward, he could no longer bear the sense of absurdity and yelled out!

"So that's what happened!?"

If there is something wrong with the idol, there is not much problem in fact.

The most noticeable thing is of course the appearance almost exactly the same as the white elves.

It's just that, compared with the cold white elves, the elves on the idol frowned, as if they were forcibly enduring great pain, but between the eyebrows, there was still a warm feeling.

Judging from these details, most of it can be concluded that even if the white-clothed elves were really one with the idol elves, the former should be just a clone of the latter, or they tend to be indifferent or evil.

If he had also heard the version of Baishuang's explanation that Yanzi heard, he would immediately confirm that the white-clothed spirit should be the demon that polluted the spirit goddess in her own mouth, or the evil personality derived from it.

Of course, even if he hadn't heard the rhetoric of the white-clothed elves flicking the swallows to the temple, after seeing one thing, the thing on the right hand of the elven idol, he guessed the origin of the white-clothed elves.

It was that thing that made him scream.

It was a ring, a silver-colored ring, the top was designed to resemble a snowflake-like six-leaf spiral-petal silver flower, and the ring was also inlaid with diamonds!

One that should have nothing to do with this world, and even if possessed by the Elf Racer, it is absolutely unobtrusive, and even logically, one with infinite water magic is not very gorgeous, but it is unique in craftsmanship. Yes, the ring.

Nanya, the ring of water.

In an instant, he had troubled Lu Yuan for a long time, and made him come up with several explanations and heard several explanations, but he still hadn't answered the questions, as if he had been answered by this ring.

Yes, Lu Yuan couldn't help thinking, is it so logical? Hoarfrost, haha, the magic of the undead, darkened water system! Haha, killing the gods, destroying the world, plundering power, isn't that the way it is!

It's just that if you want to understand, you want to understand, but what's the point of getting out of trouble now?

Wait, where did the swallow go?

Why did Baishuang force her to come to this temple? After she enters this "prohibition of injury" field, but then she is trying to kill her?

Lu Yuan stared at the ring for a while, and finally gritted his teeth, jumped off the car, ran to the foot of the idol two or three times, and then stretched out **** to clamp the ring.

"No! What are you doing!" Seeing Lu Yuan's movements, the female elf who still maintained the dragon's body immediately panicked, and subconsciously rushed towards the temple.

Seeing her panicking like that, Lu Yuan immediately became excited, but the next second, his eyes went dark, his intuition turned around, and the whole person almost fainted.

However, for a long time, his transcendental attributes have been swelled up by various patience and pain, and the idea itself has strengthened his endurance to negative perceptions such as pain, so although it seems to be drunk and very uncomfortable, he Still stubbornly staying sober.

Soon, the uncontrollable dizziness faded away, and he finally heard the voice outside.

The first sound that pierced into the ear was the characteristic cold and angry roar of the white-clothed elf.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! How could this be! How could it!"

Then came the melodious laughter that I was most familiar with, "Hahahaha, I knew you would find it!"

With the laughter, there was a string of brisk footsteps.

However, Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked over, and what caught his eyes was not the familiar pale blond hair, but the short brown hair.

"Alex? Why are you?" Lu Yuan could not help but ask strangely with his hands in his arms, "I haven't seen you, so are you here? Where's the swallow?"

"This, this," the visitor screamed, rubbing the hair on his forehead with some annoyance, and finally said, "I can't explain this one sentence or two sentences, and I'll talk to you later!" "

As she said, she stood up from Lu Yuan's arms and said to a misty figure on the other side, "Hey! Ugly guy! You know it will save me trouble, did you run back on your own initiative?"

"Not bad, it saves me having to catch you in later!"

"Huh!" The snowy misty figure once again made that unique icy voice, making Lu Yuan sure that she was the former white elf.

Seeing that she had changed her form weirdly again, Lu Yuan hurriedly looked around.

On the whole, it is very similar to the temple outside, with a square paved with unique patterned floor tiles under the feet of a few people. However, outside of the square, there was no strength at the top of the mountain, or any strength, directly turned into a void of light and shadow.

There is also a figure in the middle of the temple square, but it is not the kind of ice and jade statue, but the tall beauty of the elves is curled up on the stone platform with her eyes closed.

It was just a stream of frosty mist with some dark spots, overflowing from her right hand, wrapping her in a circle, faintly bound in a mist cage like a rope.

Lu Yuan also discovered from her curled up posture that she seemed to have held something in her left hand protecting her chest, but now it was empty.

Moreover, the corners of the face and mouth of the elf that seemed to be rapidly dissipating vitality curled up slightly, as if there were any burdens and dissatisfaction, but now they have been relieved, and they can finally settle down comfortably.