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The Great Elder looked into the distance, and the sky was faintly visible with firelight, fluttering and beating. Looking from afar, you can only see small flames, and when you see it up close, it must be a monstrous fire.

"Batian, it's too late, you take them with you first, and I have sent someone to evacuate the others. ”

This fire came a little early, and the original preparations could no longer be implemented perfectly, so Yuan Batian could only escape with some of the assembled children first, and the others could only resign themselves to fate.

He wanted to save everyone, but he couldn't save everyone. Because he is a great elder, he must focus on the overall situation and leave roots and seeds for the fox clan.

"Where has he gone?" the Great Elder's previously calm and kind face showed anxious anger.

"Lord Gefu...... It's still gone, I'm afraid... The rebels have fled. The fox soldier knelt down and said hesitantly.

"Well, that's fine. The Great Elder looked at the shrinking group of shadows in the distance, his gaze solemn.

He couldn't leave, because he was the Great Elder, and the fox clan needed him, and the children needed him.

It's a responsibility!

Yuan Batian led three or five soldiers and escorted the children into the distance. The children are very well-behaved, they don't cry and play with their temper, they know that this will only add trouble to Uncle Batian.

"Knowing it won't be that simple, you're here. The Great Elder looked at the man with the spear.

"Great Elder, meet again. "The man has a beard, he does have the characteristics of an orangutan, his body is slender, he is dressed in cloth, he is not burly, but he is not thin.

The person standing beside him, although he was dressed in a black robe and could not see his true face, could be judged to be a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child from his short stature, as well as his baby-like immature skin, and immature child's voice.

"yes, meet again. "It's like an old acquaintance greeting you, but it's not nostalgia by any means.

"Qinglin, you go after them, I'll meet this old acquaintance. The man commanded, a wicked smile on his face, and a cruel gaze fell on the Great Elder.

Although the two of them are both one of the Eight King Kongs, their power position as a man is significantly higher than that of the black-robed Qinglin.

"Yes. Qing Lin bypassed the Great Elder and left, the Great Elder did not stop her, this was far beyond his ability, there was no need to cause unnecessary casualties.

If he dies early, and the two demons with the title of "Eight King Kongs" hunt down the children at the same time, the chances of the children escaping can only be zero.

He dragged one, maybe the odds would be better.

With a spear in hand, the man was born nameless, fought and killed all year round, and was nicknamed "Ghost Face Rakshasa".

The man's cruel smile appeared again, as if he had been hanging on his face all along, and it was natural: "Great Elder, let me tell you quietly that Commander Luo Yuan is here in person, don't tell other demons in the clan, it will shake the hearts of the army, oh hahaha." ”

Looking up with the man's day-to-day fingers, his eyes broke through the colorful sky and escaped into the sky, and there were berserkers standing on the red wings, and his burly body burst out with a domineering aura that destroyed everything.

The Grand Elder withdrew his gaze and no longer touched the cloud. He didn't look for the demon's existence, he didn't want to look at it, and he didn't want it to get involved. In fact, from that majestic formation, he could already infer that the demon was coming, coming in person!

Attracting the demon's attention will only make the situation more serious and the battle more tragic. Because that demon is a demon that the entire demon clan fears.

Qingyun fan sacrifice!

The green aura is like a wave rolling, ripples scattering, majestic and angry waves, swallowing everything, and the waves vow to touch the sky.

The man's smiling eyebrows were slightly condensed, and his eyes revealed a look of vigilance: "Qingyun Fan, good handwriting!" But soon, it will be enshrined in the altar of the orangutan clan for a hundred or even a thousand years. ”

The Qingyun Fan was suspended in the Great Elder's palm, and the wrinkles in the cyan spiritual power extended to the whole body, and the black eyes were smeared with a layer of cyan weirdness.

Qingyun fan, holy weapon also!

The holy weapon is unique in the world, and it is the treasure that the demon clan has worshiped for generations. Such good utensils, the demon waist also has the same.

The Great Elder swooped forward, and a cyan hurricane rolled up out of thin air, cutting through the space, and the tip of the spear that the man pointed on it was obliterated, and his legs that clung to the ground took a few steps back.

Feints!

Swinging the fan forward, the old palm in front of him, slammed it down, threw it back, and drew a deep ravine in the green grass, heading straight for the flames.

"Not good!" the man couldn't help but shout secretly in his heart, the hand holding the spear trembled slightly, and his free hand took out an amethyst stone, which continuously entered the demon spirit power.

"Do you think this will work?!"

The amethyst glowed with purple-gold light, and a half-shell-like defensive barrier spread out from all around it, and it soon caught up with the cyan hurricane and stopped in front of the cyan hurricane.

As soon as the barrier opened, the amethyst shattered and turned into a star.

It is clear that amethyst is a one-time consumable.

The cyan hurricane was blocked at the right time, and it also shattered at the right time, and large fragments of the enchantment fell. The previous tyrannical hurricane had mostly weakened in half, leaving only a tiny cyan beam of light towards the fiery encirclement, attempting to tear a gap through it.

The man no longer cared about the cyan beam, the strong bow and the end of the crossbow, it was no longer dangerous, and when he saw the great elder's slightly relieved face, he couldn't help but strike again.

"That's not an ordinary fire, there are thousands of fire array masters to help, you're just adding to the snake. ”

The Great Elder was slightly surprised, he couldn't imagine that in order to destroy his fox clan, the orangutan clan would have thousands of fire array masters to help, and the eight great King Kongs would do their best to lead the expedition, which can be described as a painstaking effort.

The cyan beam of light crashed down, and the monstrous flames fell backwards violently, but they did not leave the ground at all and disappear.

"Colorful glazed fire?"

The man shook his head and said with a smile, as if he was witnessing the victory, and he was a little proud: "Of course not, it's not necessary to deal with your fox clan at all, but the characteristics are somewhat similar, but the power is thousands of miles apart." ”

The cyan beam of light swayed unsteadily in front of the flames, which were far from the power of the colorful glazed fire, and gradually collapsed.

The defense products are so good, colorful glass fire, how powerful is that?!

The man stared into the distance and wondered, "Qinglin, why did you do it?" ”

Qing Lin wasn't lazy, but when she passed by a certain camp, she saw that the scene was particularly interesting, and by the way, she washed her hands with their blood and delayed some time.

The raging fire is approaching, approaching, and approaching, and the brutal war is getting worse and worse, and all kinds of characters are appearing one after another.

As soon as the spring breeze passed, the fire fueled, arrogantly bared his fangs, gnawed at the blackened grassland, smeared the green face and turned into pieces of black.

The berserker picked up a fox warrior and easily cut off his head, blood once again covering the stained silver armor.

Luo Yuan pinched the raindrops that fell on Bai Ming's face, was stunned for a while, and his voice was a little low: "It's raining." ”