Chapter 235

"Sixty or seventy thousand years have passed in the ancient battlefield, what else is left?"

Ye Ling crawled out of the crater, holding several silver-white light marks in his hands, each of which was only the size of a finger bone, but it exuded a faint coercion, "I can only find these few."

Is it?"

"After all, tens of thousands of years have passed, and it's good to have these things. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Ye Ling stretched out his hand and knocked on these light seals, after tens of thousands of years, they still can't be destroyed by Ye Ling, Ye Ling took the light

Yin looked at the sun and squinted, "Only time can completely wear it off?"

"It's obviously all shattered, but it hasn't completely disappeared for tens of thousands of years, it's really a magical power!" Ye Ling touched his chin and put away these light seals, this thing is real

It's magical, and I'll have to study it when I have time in the future, so it's time to think about how to solve the matter in front of you.

Ye Ling raised his head and looked at a figure that suddenly appeared on this ancient battlefield.

A slender figure stood on the periphery of the ancient battlefield, with fiery red hair, a headband made of gold wire, red pupils, pointed ears, snow-white skin, and a delicate face.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a moon-white mage robe, the whole person exudes an elegant demeanor.

"Uh-" Ye Ling stood in the distance and looked at the man, muttering in his heart, "What race is this?"

The slender figure walked slowly in front of Ye Ling, staring at Ye Ling coldly, Ye Ling secretly complained to himself, what a terrible look.

"Who are you, and why did you appear on this ancient battlefield?" Red eyes with flames burning, with a hint of killing intent, Ye Ling carefully looked at this person, moon-white robes and chests

The mouth is embroidered with a red six-pointed star with a flame pattern on the upper left corner.

Ye Ling's face hidden behind the mask moved slightly, he still didn't see what race this person was, and besides, he couldn't understand what this person was saying.

The flames in the red-haired man's eyes were even greater, and his voice slowly became colder, "Is it unsightly to wear such a mask, and it can't hide your identity, the horns on your head are ghosts."

Imps?"

"What are you talking about?" Ye Ling tilted his head and asked in the language of the ghost clan, putting on a face that he didn't understand, thinking that he was still wearing a mask, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then withdrew his rich expression

"Little ghost of the ghost clan, let me ask why you are in this ancient battlefield!" The red-haired man in the moon-white robe had a softer face and communicated directly with the primordial spirit, so that there was no language

Obstacles.

"Oh, I'm here to play. After Ye Ling finished speaking, he took half a step forward, frowning and staring at him, what kind of race is this, there are hundreds of races left outside the Imperial Pass, are there others

Race to stay here?

"Come play?" the red-haired man snorted coldly, raising his hand to rip the mask off Ye Ling's face, "Wear a mask, pretend to be a ghost!"

Ye Ling's head tilted back slightly, and the red-haired man's fingertips were comparable to Ye Ling's mask, but he didn't mean to stop, his palm flipped over, and one claw grabbed the mask on Ye Ling's face.

Ye Ling stomped his feet, his body retreated, and the red-haired man snorted coldly again, and his fingertips freed up five lines of fire, wrapping around Ye Ling.

The horns on Ye Ling's head glowed purple-red, and then a purple flame shot out of Ye Ling's eyes, intertwining with the five red flames.

There is a reason why Ye Ling chose the ghost clan, although the ghost clan is weak, but they have a relatively strong innate advantage, they are born with a close path, not one but two, two horns on their heads

It is the foundation of the near path, each horn corresponds to a kind of dao, Ye Ling controls the emperor fire and thunder, at this point, he can pretend to be a ghost clan very well, and he can also use some of his own tricks, not to

Afraid of revealing his identity and being beaten to death.

The two flames were entangled with each other, and in the end, it was Emperor Yan's grade that was slightly higher, and he actually swallowed the flames.

The red-haired man was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect such a situation, his face became more and more cold, "Little ghost of the ghost clan, tell your purpose, otherwise I will be serious!"

"I'm really just here to play!" Ye Ling exclaimed, the fluent Ghost Clan's Mandarin excellent.

"It seems that there is no coffin and no tears. The red-haired man stretched out his robe, and dozens of magic arrays floated on his body, forming a longbow in his hand, and the magic circle was red, exuding a dangerous aura

One after another red arrows with flames appeared, pulling the bow and arrows, and the red-haired man said in a cold voice, obviously surrounded by flames, but his voice was so cold, "The little ghost of the ghost clan, the last chance."

Yes, tell your purpose!"

Bow and arrow! Circle! Ye Ling caught another glimpse of the red-haired man's pointed ears, and suddenly realized, Elven Clan!

"I'll go, why are there still elves here, isn't grandpa not marked!" Ye Ling shouted in his heart, he couldn't let him know that I was a human race, the elves thought they were arrogant, look

I can't afford the human race, especially after that incident, the elf race began to hate the human race, this is a feud, and it is estimated that it will not be resolved.

At the moment of Ye Ling's hesitation, the fire elf's arrow feathers came out of the bow, and the arrow roared like a ghost, bringing a sonic boom.

Ye Ling looked at the flaming arrows that were speeding over, and gritted his teeth, "Damn, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

With a dance of his hands, Ye Ling's body burned Emperor Yan, and Emperor Yan formed a shield to block the flame arrow feather, the flame shield was burning, and Emperor Yan attached to the arrow feather, constantly grinding out the flame arrow

The power of the feather.

The elves are good at arrows, it's really not just talking.

It's just this arrow feather that Ye Ling used two tricks to block it, "Tsk!" Ye Ling pursed his lips, as if he was not convinced.

The fire elf saw that Ye Ling had defended himself with an arrow, and the magic circle beside him activated again, sending out an even more powerful arrow feather.

"Wait-wait!!" Ye Ling hurriedly waved his hand and shouted, "I'm not interested in fighting with you!"

"Oh?" the fire elf heard Ye Ling's shout and put the arrow feather on the bow, but did not pull the bowstring, "Then, answer me honestly, ghost clan, what are you doing here?"

"Visit—" As soon as Ye Ling said two words, he saw the crimson bastard's fingers on the bowstring hook hard, and hurriedly changed his words, "I'm just looking for an opportunity to break through."

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"Looking for an opportunity to come to the ancient battlefield to find?" the fire elf snorted coldly, "With a mask, sneaky, you must have an ulterior secret, hurry up and tell your purpose." ”

"Brother, you can't tell I'm telling the truth!" Ye Ling shouted, jumping to protest, this guy is really stubborn!

"Really, then I'll knock you unconscious and send you back to the Oni Clan!"

"Don't, brother, have something to say!"

"Go back and talk to your patriarch!"

The crimson arrow feathers flew out and turned into a crimson swift, Ye Ling kept greeting the whole family of the fire elf in his heart, and the second horn on his head emitted a faint silver light, and a thunderbolt appeared

In Ye Ling's hand, the Thunder Condensation Spear, this is a technique that Ye Ling knew a long time ago.

The thunder spear stabbed forward and pointed directly at the swift's head, and the flaming arrow feather was directly picked up by Yeling.

"Flame and Thunder, is there such a person among the Ghost Clan?" the Fire Elf muttered to himself, "What's your name, little imp of the Ghost Clan?"

"You care about me, as soon as you come up, you will hit me, the master is still angry, come on, the master will fight with you for three hundred rounds!" Ye Ling was a little angry, and directly rolled up his sleeves, the thunder in his palm

The spear is sharper, and it seems that he wants to fight.

"Little ghost, don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink. The fire elf said coldly.

"I'm a fairy banban, master, I sprayed you to death with a sip of fruit wine, have you toasted?" Ye Ling didn't have a good impression of the fire spirit who shot two arrows when he came up, and now he just wants to beat this

Pretend to be a prisoner.

Sure enough, no matter how good the temper is, no matter how good the temper is, the fire elf's good-looking eyebrows are raised, and the delicate face sinks, and he can wring out the water, "Speak cleanly, the people of the ghost clan are so bad."

Upbringing?"

"Damn, are the people of the elf clan so unreasonable, they shoot two arrows as soon as they come up?" Ye Ling asked rhetorically, and directly raised his gun, "Don't talk nonsense, let's talk after the fight!"

The thunder spear was attached to the emperor flame, in order to defend against the fire of the fire elf, Ye Ling rushed to the front of the fire elf in a few moments, playing with the bow?

The spear danced, holding up a few spear flowers, Ye Ling was not crazy, he didn't stab the elf clan's vital point, he just wanted him to suffer a little.

"Hmph!" The fire elf threw away the longbow in his hand, and dozens of magic circles suddenly appeared beside him, and hundreds of flying swallows flew out of the magic circle, and Ye Ling was pounced on by these flying swallows as soon as he got close,

Fortunately, Ye Ling had Emperor Yan, and with all his urging, he devoured Feiyan in an instant.

Just after Ye Ling eliminated Feiyan, there was a chill in his heart, the spear in his hand danced, and Ye Ling took out his left hand, turned around and slashed towards the fire elf.

The fire elf and Ye Ling slapped each other but did not retreat at all, and bullied themselves and fought with Ye Ling hand-to-hand.

At this time, the spear was in the way, and Ye Ling protected Emperor Yan on his body, forming a flame armor, carrying two thunderbolts in his hands, constantly smashing the fire elves, to be honest, even if it was a flood of desolations

, Innate has an advantage over the human race in terms of cultivation, but the elf race is really not good at forging and hand-to-hand combat, and the ghost race is not good at these two, but Ye Ling is not a ghost race, he is the best

The long is hand-to-hand combat, the strength of the physical body is no longer solved, coupled with excellent hand-to-hand combat skills and combat awareness, three punches and two kicks will knock down this demeanor of the elf clan.

Ye Ling pulled his wrist and looked at the fire elf who was lying on the ground and was knocked into a dead dog by Ye Ling, the elves are very good-looking both men and women, and this guy is not bad-looking, but it is also for this reason

Ye Ling took special care of his face, beat him into a pig's head, and stood in front of the red-haired elf who pretended to be dead, Ye Ling asked with a squint, "How is it, are you still here?"