There are many crises in the dragon domain, there are huge dragons hovering in the sky, there are countless high-level demonic beasts in the forest, even if they are Dou Sheng-level masters, they need to be careful here, here, they are both hunters and prey, and they may not know when a fatal blow will strike, so that they can only be unwilling to fall into the arms of death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The crisis here is not only due to the Demon Beasts, but also to the peers on the Ancestral God Continent.

If it is said that on the Ancestral God Continent, the mercenaries still need to take into account the military strength of the mercenary guild and the other countries, but here he can attack his enemies with impunity!

This is something that everyone knows, the Dragon Domain itself is a dangerous place, no matter what level of master it is, it is possible to die here, as for the cause of death, not many people have investigated it in the first place.

Getu was hurrying through the forest, and he was in a state of embarrassment, his outer clothes were torn, and even his inner armor was stained with blood in two places, and he gasped as he looked behind him.

The situation in Monlupa was even more miserable than that of Gaitu, the old dwarf was now covered in blood, and even his fighting spirit had begun to stagnate, plus he was already short, and he was now at the back of the line.

"Let's go!"

The old dwarf's voice was hoarse, his lungs had been pierced by a crossbow arrow, and it was a miracle that he had survived so badly wounded.

Getu let out a long breath, jumped backwards, picked up Montlupa, turned around and ran forward again, "Don't dream, I won't leave you in death!"

After that nightmarish ambush, they were originally a team of ten. Now it's just up to the two of you, and depending on the situation, even they won't be able to delay for long.

The cover chart can be determined. Just a few kilometers behind them, a small group was running in the same way, and if they stayed here for ten minutes, they would be surrounded by at least fifteen masters, and then they would meet up with their teammates in hell.

Any high-level mercenary has blood on his hands, there are a lot of Warcraft, and there are many opponents. They can kill for money, for their friends, not to mention that.

Mercenaries have no state. But anyone who stays in one country for a long time will always have three or two friends, and if these two friends happen to be nobles, and they happen to meet the nobles of another hostile country in the Dragon Domain. Then it's normal for anything to happen.

The Kingdom of Jinwu and the Kingdom of Bauhinia have been hostile for a long time. The war between the two countries has been going on for decades, and a year ago, the victory at Loushan Pass, the Bauhinia Empire returned victorious, and the two countries temporarily ceased war, but the hatred did not disappear because of this.

The area of the Dragon Domain was much larger than that of the Ancestral God Continent, and Gaitu still didn't understand how he could have met the people of the Golden Crow Empire here by such a coincidence, especially after they had just fought a seventh-level demonic beast.

However, when twice as many mercenaries as they stormed. The reason doesn't matter anymore, all he can do is fight desperately. It's just to survive.

After two days of pursuit, only he and Monlupa were left in his team, and as for how long they could hold out, the omnipotent God of Light would not be able to tell them.

"I can't do it! you can go by yourself!" Montlupa was already at the end of his crossbow, and the old dwarf only felt that it was difficult to catch his breath now, so he could only gently pat Getu under him, "If this continues, we will all die!"

"A man can't say he can't at any time!"

After saying this not ridiculous sentence, Gaitu gritted his teeth and continued to run forward, he was sure that he was uncomfortable, and the pursuers behind him were equally uncomfortable, and after two days of continuous tracking in this dangerous forest, even the iron man could not stand it!

After jumping over a cliff ten meters wide, Gatu stopped laughing miserably, a behemoth looking at him strangely, as if he were looking at a plate of unfamiliar delicious food, curious and greedy.

Seventh-level demonic beast, Tempest Leopard!

This is an existence that makes all mercenaries desperate, if they can choose to escape against other seventh-level demonic beasts, then against this one, then the wisest choice is to hit it head-on and kill it!

If you have the ability.

The Tempest Leopard may not be the most powerful of the seventh-level magical beasts, but it is the most dangerous for mercenaries, and its instantaneous speed is enough to pounce on you and tear you apart the moment you turn around.

Even if Getu was at his peak, he couldn't guarantee that he would escape from the pursuit of the Tempest Leopard, and at this moment his fighting spirit was already overcome, not to mention that there was an old buddy by his side that he would never abandon.

"Hehe! Lao Tzu would rather die at the mouth of the demonic beast than let those guys be proud!" Montlupa was very relaxed at the moment, and the old dwarf even laughed a few times, and then coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

"That's right!" Gaitu slowly straightened up, the sword had appeared in his hand, even if he died, he would die like a man, "drag it down, find a way to drag those guys in!"

Compared to the demonic beast in front of him, he hated the group of mercenaries chasing behind him even more.

Warcraft kills people for hunting, that's instinct, and people kill people for no reason!

"Okay! fight!" the old dwarf slipped off Gatu's body, his axe had been discarded in battle, and now he was carrying a two-handed sword equal to his height, and his back was also straightened, and the wound on his chest was gradually expanding with a ball of blood, but the old dwarf did not notice it at all, just squinted at the beast in front of him.

The wind leopard slowly opened its mouth, let out a low roar, and gently approached the two strange creatures with a gentle step.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

"I'm hungry!"

"Damn, is your stomach a bottomless pit? It's just a little bit more than that!"

"I don't care! I'm hungry anyway, if you don't give me a barbecue, I'll put water in a while and let you get a few hits!"

"Little rabbit cub, you still dare to threaten me, it's upside down, isn't it?"

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"you, brother, you're my own brother, don't turn it around, I'll accept it!"

"Surrender! Surrender! Barbecue immediately, be full!"

"That's pretty much it!" Xiao Jin's laughter sounded in the air, and he turned his head to look at Luo Tian, who was already pale on his back, with a smug face.

This is its trump card, as long as it is used, that fragrant barbecue will not run.

"Hey, Luo Tian, you're going to add meat to me this time!"

"You're not afraid to die!"

"It's not certain that I will die or not, but if you don't agree, several of your friends will die!"

Xiao Jin stopped flying, leaned over to look at the ground, and said without looking back: "It's the two unlucky guys you asked me to save last time, and they are even more unlucky this time!" (To be continued.) )