"Second brother, it's the underworld, what should I do?" Ding Cong had already put the black armor on his body at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Can you see it?" Yang Ling asked suspiciously.

"I can feel it, but it's very vague!" Ding Cong nodded with a serious face.

As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, the image presented in Yang Ling's divine thoughts became clearer and clearer, there were a total of eight people, but not all of them were underworld, running in front was an elf wearing armor, holding a bow in his hand, and a quiver on his back, but he looked injured, covering his abdomen and stumbling, and he was about to be caught up by seven guys wielding long knives behind.

"The second brother stands forward, everyone is ready to fight!" Yang Ling's aura threw Ding Cong out with a roll, and then wrapped more than ten people and stepped into the black mist, the huge Gou Chen Flying Sword suddenly shrank, turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Seventy kilometers away.

The elf who was stumbling and running suddenly stumbled against a huge bone, and before he could get up, a guy covered in black mist pounced from behind him, and the long knife slashed down.

The elf had no choice but to turn around and resist with the bow in his hand.

"Bang~~"

The bow arm was broken in two, and the long knife slashed at his throat like a bamboo.

At the moment of despair, with a strange cry of '', a black figure suddenly flew out of the black mist, and then collided with the long knife, when there was a bang, the guy holding the long knife was knocked to the ground, and the long knife in his hand also fell to the ground, and the suddenly appeared figure also smashed on the huge bone and fell down.

"Second Yang, I'm your uncle!" Ding Cong, who fell to the ground, roared and turned over and got up, raised his hand to grab the long knife on the ground and rushed towards the guy who was knocked over.

"Poof~"

Ding Cong's hand rose and fell, and a head rose into the sky, and then the headless body was kicked out by Ding Cong.

The latter guys are the underworld, and they exude a strong breath of death, so Ding Cong did not have the slightest mercy in killing, although he himself ignited the fire of the undead, and in general, he can be regarded as an underworld, but he has no consciousness as an underworld at all, and killing his compatriots is like chopping melons and vegetables.

The elves who had almost closed their eyes and were waiting for death were stunned at this time when they raised the half-truncated bow in their hands, and the remaining few underworlds also stopped, and all of them raised their long knives vigilantly to stare at Ding Cong.

"Bang~"

Just when there was a strange silence at the scene, a large colored gourd more than ten meters high fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the ground, accompanied by a slight shaking of the ground, a bucket-thick green vine emerged from the mouth of the gourd, and then fluttered and pounced, countless vines stretched out in the blink of an eye, like a python to entangle the remaining six underworlds all together, only to listen to a series of clattering sounds, accompanied by a strange cruntling sound, several underworld tribes were directly strangled into several pieces and fell to the ground.

The battle was over in the blink of an eye.

A white light flashed in the air, and with a burst of energy fluctuations, Yang Ling appeared with Gao Wenfeng and a group of demons.

In fact, from the moment Yang Ling saw that the elf was about to fall to the moment he arrived in person at this time, it was only three seconds at most.

In three seconds, if it is placed on the earth, he can almost fly out of the solar system through the void teleportation, but here he can't pass through a hundred kilometers, and according to the communication with the big gourd a few days ago, Yang Ling knows that he can release the void soul magic phase here and even be able to use the magic weapon and fly, it is simply a miracle, because the demon abyss is completely different from the outside, the big gourd has lived here for two million years, except for the strong breath of death, he doesn't even feel a trace of the power of the rules, let alone flying, and it is difficult to walk.

And Yang Ling was also very puzzled, and finally guessed that it was because he had been exposed to the Tree of Rules and the influence of his own reincarnation Divine Palace.

Since the resurrection of Xue Yuqin, the rules of reincarnation, the rules of nothingness, the rules of life and the rules of death have been integrated into his body, although these rules have not yet been comprehended, but they do exist, and the big gourd also said that only people who have really been exposed to the rules can still wake up under the demon abyss, so it is not too strange that he has so many ultimate rules, and it is not too strange to be able to exert some of his abilities.

After all, the Demon Abyss is also a part of the world, and the entire world is composed of rules, and there is no exception.

Looking at the sudden appearance of a group of strange guys, the elves were very vigilant, but more confused.

This group of people seems to have a grudge against the underworld.

Yang Ling walked straight to the elf, his divine sense swept away and couldn't help frowning, the broken armor actually had the effect of shielding the divine sense, but the wound on the abdomen and shoulder was very serious, and the blood was still gushing out, so he squatted down and prepared to check it carefully, and after running for several days along the way, he finally saw an elf, and it was an elf with a weapon and armor, it is estimated that there should be a large elf gathering place nearby, and it may even be the elf city that the big gourd said.

"¥#@......" The elf leaned on the bone and nervously pointed at Yang Ling with the half-cut bow in his hand, obviously because of excessive blood loss, his arm was still trembling.

"¥#......@&......" Yang Ling thought for a moment, and then said a few syllables intermittently, and the elf's eyes flickered slightly.

"Damn, second child, do you still speak elf?" Gao Wenfeng stood next to him with a look of surprise on his face.

Yang Ling said speechlessly: "It's been a few months, and I still remember a few simple things like eating, drinking, and Lazar, but it's still impossible to communicate." ”

"You should have brought your woman with you when you left!" Gao Wenfeng sighed.

Yang Ling rolled his eyes, and then said to the elf, "Don't be nervous, I'll help you take care of the wound." ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Ling's fingers stretched out to the elf's abdomen, this wound was more than a foot long, diagonally pulled from the right rib to the left abdomen, the armor was broken, the muscles rolled out, stained with dust and mud, and blood continued to seep out, if not treated, it is estimated that it will soon bleed to death.

The elf nervously wanted to stand up, but then saw a green light appear on Yang Ling's fingertips, slowly converging into a clear and transparent droplet, and suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth grew a few times, and then his body shook and he passed out.

The water of life quickly melted into the wound, and with a faint green light, the wound on the elf's abdomen soon began to heal, and Yang Ling concocted it in the same way, condensing a drop of water of life again and dripping it on the wound on the elf's shoulder.

The water of life is just a simple primary life magic, the consumption of spiritual power is not large, but the loss is the life energy of the elf priest himself, which is also the essence of life, the reason why the status of the priest is very high, is the reason, the loss of oneself to save others, the test of morality is very large, only those who are the kindest and most selfless elves, generally choose to be a priest, although the elves once the spirit seed is activated, will continue to obtain life energy from the tree of life, but if a large amount of consumption, it will still cause great harm and impact on the body。

But for Yang Ling, the consumption of life energy by the scum magic of water of life is completely drizzle, and the spirit seed in his divine sea has grown into a tree of life, and it has blossomed and borne fruit, releasing his own spirit seed, not to mention that he has also digested the life crystals of the flying dragon, and a huge amount of life energy has gathered in the divine sea, which has almost become a green lake.