The white sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and in this field woven by black mist, every white sword qi could tear a clear crack, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed that the endless black mist quickly filled the torn crack again. Although Su Qiran has greatly improved his strength with his secret method, he doesn't know why, he was only the second saint of ordinary people in his lifetime, but he became a resentful spirit after death, but he has extremely powerful power.

It is said that the power of the resentful spirit comes from the [resentment] before death, Sage, what are you hating, the whole human race, or the whole world?

At this time, the resentful spirit of the second sage was mainly focused on the elf king, who looked exhausted, and every arrow the elf king shot brought a cyan flash, and black chains appeared on the second sage's body...... The black chains were intertwined, completely blocking the attack of the arrows, and at the same time, they kept moving closer to the elf king, as if waiting for some opportunity to give the elf king a fatal blow.

Qin Xiaotong had already pulled Su Xiaoxiao and Xingnuo far away at this time, with their strength, they couldn't participate in this kind of battle at all, relying on the shield of watching nature on Su Xiaoxiao's body, the aftermath of the battle between the Second Sage and the Elf King did not pose much threat to them.

"Sister Xiaotong...... Teacher he ...... It's going to be okay, right?" Su Xiaoxiao asked with a little worry as she looked at the fierce battle in the distance.

"The situation is not optimistic, but we can only watch here now......" Qin Xiaotong shook his head slightly.

Xingnuo bit his lip tightly, looked at his familiar back, and once again deeply blamed himself for being playful and unwilling to practice well since he was a child......

Originally, I could have helped them, but because I was playful, I was afraid of hardship...... I can only look at it like this.

The battle became more and more intense, and the white sword shadow that Su Qiran turned into became faster and faster, and even at a certain moment, in the black field, three or four white figures suddenly appeared, and the long roar of the sword was accompanied by the sharp sword light, and then three black evil chains were shattered!

The Second Sage frowned, and a black beam of light on his backhand enveloped Su Qiran at an inevitable speed, and then, in the black beam, countless ghost hands reached out, locking Su Qiran's figure tightly!

"Buzz!"

At the moment when the Second Sage turned back to imprison Su Qiran, the Elf King seized this opportunity, he put the white arrow on the crossbow, and then, the white streamer shot towards the Second Sage with a speed that penetrated space!

[White Dawn]!

The white streamer accurately hit the resentful spirit of the Second Sage, and at that moment, the body of the Second Sage also transformed into a patch of gray mist, and then exploded under the white streamer!

"Xingnuo will leave it to you!" the Elf King suddenly turned around and shot an arrow at Su Qiran...... The green flash landed precisely on the black beam that imprisoned Su Qiran...... The black beam of light dissipated like ice and snow melted under the not-so-strong green halo......

Su Qiran's gaze flickered slightly, he knew very well that it was impossible for the Elven King, who was close to running out of light, to defeat the Second Sage—and it was impossible for him to ...... And now, perhaps, is the only chance to get out......

"I don't want to believe the prophecy now, but I want my daughter to live well!" said the Elven King in a deep voice.

Su Qiran was silent for a while, then he no longer hesitated, turned into a white streamer, and quickly rushed to Qin Xiaotong and the others. Qin Xiaotong picked up Su Xiaoxiao, but when Su Qiran wanted to find Laxingnuo's hand, Xingnuo took a step back.

"No, I don't want to ...... like that!" Xingnuo's reddened eyes were extremely stubborn.

"Xingnuo! obedient!" Before Su Qiran could say anything, the elf king in the distance suddenly shouted, "You are the last hope of our elf clan......

"No, I just want you to live!" said the little girl stubbornly, "Father, I know the secret methods of the elves, and my blood can be ......."

"Obedient, Xingnuo. The Elven King interrupted Xingnuo.

"......" The air continued to stir, and the flickering white halo gradually weakened, Su Qiran knew that he couldn't leave if he wanted to leave in the afternoon, and when he was about to forcibly take Xingnuo away first, Xingnuo suddenly looked back at him.

The pale green pupils flickered with endless sadness. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't want ...... I ......"

Before Xingnuo could finish speaking, a reddish beam of light enveloped her from behind, and in just a few moments, Xingnuo only felt that her mind was becoming more and more chaotic, and the endless exhaustion seemed to overwhelm her.

Su Qiran caught Xingnuo, who had passed out by leaning forward, and looked at Qin Xiaotong who was standing behind Xingnuo with a slightly different gaze.

"Let's go. Qin Xiaotong said expressionlessly.

The white sword light suddenly tore through the realm composed of extremely faint black mist in the surrounding environment, and then Su Qiran finally turned around and glanced deeply at the Elf King...... Then, a black shadow constructed a dark door in front of him.

After Su Qiran and the others all entered the shadow space, the black gate condensed into a black shadow, and fled towards the north at great speed......

The black shadow is extremely fast, and it doesn't encounter any undead creatures along the way...... Until a certain moment passes, the black shadow seems to have crossed a certain line.

In the forest outside the boundary, the eyes of the dense high-level undead were all focused on the black shadow...... but I don't know why, none of these undead who had clearly found the black shadow attacked the shadow......

They just watched silently as the shadow faded away......

Of course, the strange scene in the outside world is naturally impossible for Su Qiran and others in the shadow space to know.

The Elven King silently watched the black shadow disappear until it was no longer visible, and the black mist scattered ...... from the tall and majestic elf!

After a while, the Elf King's whole body dispersed into a black mist...... The black mist formed a vague human form again, but it completely changed into a person!

The Elven King is actually ...... Wraiths!

"That's what you want?" The wraith's harsh, eerie voice rang out from the black mist.

The figure of the Second Sage condensed in the air again, only this time he did not have the black mist composed of the extremely large resentment on his body.

The illusory old figure nodded slightly, and his gaze fell to the north for the last time.

"In this way, the last [Holy Soul] is also in hand. An extremely flat voice came from behind the wraith...... The resentful spirits bowed respectfully to the visitors.

A little bit of gray light powder floated from the hand of the comer, and then scattered on the body of the Second Sage, and a strong golden light erupted from the illusory figure of the Second Sage, and then the soul shadow of the Second Sage condensed into a golden ball of light in the light, floating quietly in the air.

"Lord Emissary, among those young men is the descendant of the Second Sage prophesied by the Elves' Star Prophet. A puzzled voice came from the dark mist of the wraith, "Why don't you take this opportunity to kill him?"

"After all, a prophecy is just a prophecy, not to mention whether it will come true. The voice of the person who came revealed a strong confidence, "The moment we launched the [Necromantic Tribulation], the future was already sealed. The peak power that can be reached in this world is only [Pseudo-God Rank], and even if the descendants of that Second Sage can reach [Pseudo-God Level], it is impossible to have an impact on our plans. ”

"It's already a must-win game. ”