Chapter 372

Pandalia's four gods are four of the wild gods. They represent Azeroth's wisdom, hope, strength and tenacity.

A long time ago, after the four gods were defeated by Raytheon, they had been trying to exert these four forces together, so that even the most powerful enemy could not resist.

It's hard.

In order to integrate the four laws represented by the four demigods, the four gods have studied for nearly ten thousand years, but still have no way.

Well, in fact, there is a way. As long as there is a master who is more than four demigods as the main source of energy, then the four energies can be perfectly coordinated.

It's almost impossible - according to Yulong's estimation, even Malone can't be the main source.

But for Zui Feng, this situation can still be achieved.

After all, it's not hard to find a source of energy for more than four gods.

Originally zuifeng wanted to do it by himself, but after careful consideration, it seems that his true Qi is not superior to the four gods!

This is very embarrassing!

Hesitated for a moment, drunk wind solved the fog of the language.

Looking at the bamboo stick that has followed him for many years, but still as bright and clean as new, Zui Feng sighed gently.

Although reluctant to give up, but this time hesitated!

The phantom of the four gods has begun to prepare for seal. Zuifeng simply held up the misty words in his hand and jumped to Ragnaros.

The illusion of the four gods began to become illusory.

"In the name of Yulong, I lost my wisdom."

"In the name of soap, you are tough."

"The name of chijing is definitely hope."

"The name of snow fury is power."

"Four seals!"

Drunken wind in the hands of the fog language with the naked eye visible speed faded green, become dry up.

At the same time, the huge energy in the language of mists was pulled out and became the source of power to seal Ragnaros. With the help of the illusion of the four gods, the Lord of fire gradually became violent, fragile, desperate and weak.

In this case, the king of Yanmo also realized the seriousness of the problem!

Although elemental creatures are hard to be killed outside the element plane, it is still possible to be sealed. Moreover, judging from ZUIWENG's posture, this seal is quite difficult!

Under nalagh, I have to bite my teeth!

"Ants! Don't think you won! I'm waiting for you in the land of fire. One day, you will feel the real temperature of saffron! "

"The flame will purify the world in the end!"

In spite of his beautiful words, Ragnaros ran away in desperation.

After Ragnaros had left completely, the temperature of the whole center of the molten fire dropped - although it was still high because of the wishes of many lava pools, it was no longer as hot as that.

Seeing this, McGonagall and Muradin sat down on the ground and let out a breath.

"It's finally solved!"

The two brothers now only feel muscle soreness, clearly did not and Ragnaros face-to-face several times, but suffered so much.

"Have a good rest." Drunken wind shook his head, "high temperature will make physical strength flow faster, fortunately you opened the God to the earth, or now estimated to be dehydrated."

Speaking of dehydration, zuifeng quickly called on the black iron dwarf.

"Come on, who's going to make some magic spring!"

A black iron dwarf girl Volunteered to make a large pink magic drink and handed it to zuifeng.

Zuifeng took the magic drink without any expression, and then handed it to McGonagall. He untied the gourd on his waist and poured the wine into his mouth. He let the dwarf girl (aunt?) Heartbroken.

No one noticed that the drunk wind was suffering.

Any kind of penetrator can soak up the fairy girl, this is all deceitful! As a panda man, I almost bid farewell to the elves' favor. Whether it's night elves, high elves or blood elves, obesity means ugliness.

Although zuifeng is not fat among panda people (well, as a panda, zuifeng is actually thin), in the eyes of elves, zuifeng is fat - in other words, ugly!

Well, although zuifeng is loyal to Onyxia, anyone who is regarded as ugly by a beautiful woman will not be happy, will he?

What's more, zuifeng finds that she seems to be particularly favored by female orcs, Tauren and dwarves - which makes zuifeng want to cry!

"Fortunately, I have a gentle, lovely, beautiful and kind-hearted one!" Zui Feng grinned and threw the sun and moon in the pot to Sorensen, "Hey, then! Have a drink - it'll make you feel better! "

The graceful and unrestrained action made the black iron Dwarfs' aunts exclaim again.

"It's over. I've become my aunt's idol."……………………

In dark furnace City, McGonagall and Sorensen are arguing about many related issues after the raid. However, the atmosphere is no longer full of tension. Even Amora laughs and looks at where her husband and father are.

"The black iron dwarf must have a seat in the three hammer Council!"

"Yes, but all blackIron dwarfs must be registered, especially casters - including shamans and mages - must be recorded in detail!"

"Then we should have our own territory in Ironforge!"

"Let's talk about it again!"

"Amora's children will inherit my surname and become the next Prince Sorensen!"

"I'm going to take the name of Emira's child!"

“……”

“……”

While drinking, zuifeng finds that the issues discussed by the two guys become trivial, and finally stands up.

"Wait a minute, your majesty Magny - there's something I want to ask you!"

"Oh? If you have something to say, you can't talk about it please - as long as I can do it! "

"Well, I lost my weapon in the heart of melting fire. Now I can only do it with my bare hands. I need you to help me build weapons. Er, I don't have any minerals."

"Ha ha ha ha!" McGonagall said with a smile, "no problem at all. This time you have helped us a lot. What weapons are! Come on, what kind of weapon do you want? I'll pack the materials! "

Zui Feng nodded and took out the blank scroll of the scholar and drew it up with true spirit.

Soon, the shape of a sword appeared in the air.

"It's interesting." McGonagall touched his long beard. "What material do you need?"

"Source minerals."

"No problem!" McGonagall took a deep breath. "It's just a sword. I can afford these mineral resources!"

"Not a sword!" Drunk wind showed a smile, "I am used to holding both."

“……” McGonagall grinned. "Well, for the sake of three hammers in one!"

If there are players in world of Warcraft, they will be surprised if they see the sword drawn by Zui Feng.

"This is the rhythm of double holding wind sword!"

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