The blonde figure turned his head to look in the direction where Sparky had disappeared and said with a secret hatred, "Even if you have nothing to do with her death, don't try to leave the Sanctuary alive." With that, he disappeared.

Spark, who was fifty kilometers away, looked back behind him, the sky was completely dark at this time, and he felt the rapidly approaching realm-level aura, Sparker sighed, put down Mogar, and said solemnly:

"Why did you get involved in this fight, hey... Now that the mid-end area of the East of the Warcraft Mountain Range has begun to riot, the bottom end area will also be active. You flee along the river, the camp at Kenston College is about 20 kilometers away, and as long as you can get to the camp, you're safe. Be as concealed as possible, and don't be discovered by those rioting monsters, otherwise you will soon be surrounded to death!"

"Uncle Spark, what about you? What are you going to do?"

"This golden giant lion is not going to let us go, as long as you live, you can avenge me in the future!"

"Spa Francorchamps..."

Sparker quickly disappeared after speaking, Mogar clenched his fists, blood filled his eyes, and he recovered from his sad state in only two seconds, and walked along the river with difficulty, if it was a normal time, a distance of 20 kilometers, stimulating battle qi and auxiliary magic, it would be reached in twenty minutes.

But now that he is seriously injured, and he has to avoid the riot monsters, so his speed is extremely slow, and the camp where Kenston Academy is stationed 20 kilometers away is being uprooted, and one of the mentors senses the precursor of the beast tide riot, so he plans to end the experience early and leave the monster mountain range quickly, so that Mogar is getting farther and farther away from them.

Two minutes later, 32 kilometers away from him, a great battle broke out, a gold and a red light exploded, the light passed through the layers of giant trees, turning into mottled light and shadow into the depths of his mind, two wisps of tears slipped from his blood-red eyes, he choked, pinched the little snake, clenched his fists and continued to advance towards the camp.

Listening to the roar of the beasts around him without intervals, Mo Jiaer was even more careful, passing through the huge Ye Zhang, and now he not only felt the breath of the third-level demonic beast, but even the fourth-level and fifth-level aura swept over him from time to time.

Twelve minutes later, he lowered his body, slippery like a fluorescent cordyceps basin, took a deep breath, sank into the silt at the bottom of the basin, and dodged the three sixth-level demonic beast breaths above the basin.

It wasn't until a minute had passed that the three powerful breaths slowly disappeared, but he still retracted his breath, like a rotting corpse in the mud.

Sure enough, after another minute, those three breaths reappeared, completely sweeping the entire basin, Mo Jiaer could even feel the heavy snort above the silt, under the crisis of life and death, a little murderous aura passed through his heart, surrounded the heart, and actually used the murderous aura to forcibly suppress the heartbeat frequency.

This time, the three breaths disappeared completely, and Mo Jiaer crawled out of the silt and gasped fiercely, and there was no time to rest at all, stimulating the battle qi, and quickly crawled out of the fluorescent cordyceps basin.

After another half an hour, Mogar, who was covered in wounds, lifted the giant weeping taro and finally arrived at the camp where Kenston College was stationed, but it was a mess, and he didn't even have time to take away the tent.

Believing that everyone had left, he stood still with his head up, and finally fled here, only to find that the hope he had placed on him was gone, and he felt a sense of weakness in his heart, and a ray of helplessness and despair.

But Spark's parting look passed by him again, and he clenched his hands hard and pinched the little snake fiercely.

"This is an opportunity that Uncle Sparker bought for me with his life, I can't give it up, otherwise I won't even have a chance for revenge!"

Mogar took a deep breath, discerning the direction of their departure, stimulating the battle qi, and the figure quickly disappeared.

As soon as he walked two hundred meters, he stopped, glanced to the right, and quickly rushed to the top of the giant tree beside him, and a few seconds later, there was a sigh in the jungle on the right, and a giant horned demonic beast with a body size of three meters opened its weeping leaves, walked to the position where he had stopped before, and kept sniffing the smell.

"The fourth-level demonic beast 'Phantom Thunder Impala' is comparable to the speed of a fifth-level demonic beast, and it can't be escaped now. ”

Mo Jiaer thought to himself, then put his hands together, ten fingers stacked on top of each other, and built two continuous triangles, bursts of cyan light emitted from the innermost triangle, advancing layer by layer, delivering to the outermost small triangle, gradually converging into an energy sphere, aiming the outer triangle at the Phantom Thunder Impala.

"Wind Breath"

The moment the Phantom Thunder Impala completed the fourth-level magic of Mojiaer, he looked up at Mojiaer and sensed the dangerous aura of the energy sphere, his strong body was emaciated in an instant, his speed increased instantly, his body changed rapidly, and his position made it impossible for him to lock it.

Mojiaer's hands moved quickly with the Phantom Thunder Impala, and at a certain moment, the energy sphere turned into a straight line, shooting towards the Phantom Thunder Impala, and then penetrated from its phantom to blast towards an ancient tree, and the ancient tree that required five people to hug was broken at the waist, and the Phantom Thunder Impala shook its body and began to sprint towards Mojiaer.

He wiped his waist, put his hands together, a longbow appeared, his fingers shook continuously, five pitch-black long arrows appeared in his hand, quickly approaching the pitch-black giant arrows that were combined into two large ones, he stretched out the longbow, aimed at the Phantom Thunder Impala that was approaching quickly, the soul power was diffuse, and his right hand was loose.

"Five Yan Starshots"

The giant arrow left the string, drew a black light, and shot towards the body of the phantom thunder impala, the red light flashed in the eyes of the phantom thunder impala, the body was emaciated again, and the speed rose to a level again, and it was at this time that a spark was scattered at the tail end of the giant arrow, 'bang', the path crossed by the giant arrow turned into a line of fire, pushing the speed of the giant arrow to increase again.

'Poof'

The giant arrow pierced through the hind hooves of the Phantom Thunder Impala and shot into the ground, and with a click, the five arrows bent outward, nailing it directly to the ground, and with a sad cry, its two hind legs kicked quickly to get rid of the long arrow.

Mo Jiaer quickly put away his longbow, took out the giant sword, jumped high, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the fire battle qi was continuously transmitted, and with the help of gravity, he slashed down at the phantom thunder impala on the ground.

The Phantom Thunder Impala caught a glimpse of him landing quickly, and quickly stopped struggling, and the two giant horns on his head flickered with electric light, turning into a power grid and heading upwards into the sky.

Mojar, who was descending, flashed all the battle scenes during this time in his mind, and finally froze in the picture of Spark's punch slamming into the blonde figure, magma gushing, he unconsciously roared, and the giant sword turned crimson, scorching the surrounding air.

'Golden Flame Strike'

The giant sword slashed out a golden light, penetrated the power grid, and slashed at the hard head of the Phantom Thunder Impala, instantly slicing the entire head, and the Phantom Thunder Impala's body turned into two petals and shot away.

Mo Jia Er fell to the ground heavily, the air waves rolled the dead leaves and rolled outward, and the thunder and lightning condensed by the Phantom Thunder Impala did not dissipate, but poured into Mo Jiaer's body along the giant sword, and a 'crackling' sound came from his body.

He raised his head and spit out a circle of black smoke, and his right hand dragging the giant sword was scorched black, which was considered useless, but fortunately he protected the main organs with water system battle qi in time, otherwise even his lungs would have been pierced and he would have died on the spot!

The little snake wrapped around his left hand was also surrounded by electricity, and he finally let go of the snake's mouth, but it was still wrapped around his left hand.

At this time, the remnants thrown by the Phantom Thunder Impala smashed to the ground, and in an instant, it burned violently, and the flesh turned into flames.

Mo Jiaer's eyes faded from blood, spit out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, his body fell directly to the ground as soon as he was weak, and he was hit hard again, he took a deep breath, got up with difficulty, quickly put away the giant sword, withdrew the five long arrows that were scattered, and then burrowed into the jungle, and in just twenty seconds, five third-level demonic beasts quickly approached the battlefield.