The black-clothed man and the elven female swordsman were caught off guard, and were tossed into the air by the oncoming branches of the towering ancient tree, and after flying a long distance, they fell to the ground, constantly rolling their bodies on the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Mosier. Well done!" Seeing this scene, Su couldn't help but give his apprentice a thumbs up and appreciation.

"Thanks to the Spirit of the Divine Tree, I was able to manipulate this 10,000-year-old tree. Seeing this, Mosier, who was standing on the branches of the towering ancient tree, couldn't help but smile proudly.

"You guy always grabs credit at critical times, but you don't know how to respect teachers. When Agilisse, who was standing beside Sue, heard this, he shouted at Mosier unconvinced.

"Oh. By the way, it was you who taught me such a powerful spell that I could control this 10,000-year-old tree. Thank you so much, old man. Hearing this, Mosier patted his head and replied.

"You guy, how dare you say that the master is an old man!?" protested loudly again.

"The master is already more than three hundred years old. You say it's not an old man, what is it?" said Mosier, and continued to argue without scruples.

"You—" Argyrisse was even more unconvinced when he heard this... At this time, Su didn't care about the boring bickering of his two apprentices at all.

On the other side, I saw that the shadow had just crawled up, and a huge palm covered in mud slapped down like a fly. It turned out that during this time, Su had accumulated enough spell energy to activate the Water Phase Technique, and the mud beast was displaced.

"Oh!—......" with a loud, muffled roar. I saw that the Swift Shadow was grabbed from the ground by the mud beast, pinched in his hand, and held it high. Forbidden Spell - From the body of the man in black, a blood-red aura appeared again.

"Do you still want to resist?Holy Light—Judgment!" A glittering pure white light was released from the head of the staff held by Su, the staff of the Earth Spirit Damnation, and shot straight towards the Shadow.

"Ahh

"Let him go, you demon!" Crotty scrambled to his feet, raised the Soul Sword, and let the flames envelop the blade of the sword, and lunged forward, stabbing the sword into the body of the mud beast.

"Oh!—......" After the giant beast was stabbed, it suddenly let out a very terrifying roar, and the other arm slapped at Crotty, and the elven female swordsman flew into the air, flying out of a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and fainted.

"What are you doing!?Didn't I order you not to attack her?" Seeing this, Su turned around and reprimanded the giant beast.

"Wow......" the beast replied with a cry as it retracted and raised its other arm in apology.

"It seems. The beast we've crafted with the Rock Giant Core isn't enough to follow orders, and we'll have to continue experimenting before we can consider starting mass production. After seeing this kind of scene, Merdok, who was standing side by side with Sue, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"You guys! actually stole the core of the Rock Giant and created this thing!Do you know what you're doing!?" Hearing their conversation, Shadow immediately shouted a warning.

"Of course we know what we're doing. Do you think Your Majesty would be stupid enough to rely only on those rock giants made by Tux? Besides, we didn't steal any giant cores, but we just used the principle of making it to make this thing, and we want to mass-produce this thing!

As for you--you already know too much--you can die!pinch him to death!-" Murdok retorted, and with that, he raised his right hand through gritted teeth, clenched it into a fist, and gave the order viciously at the mud beast.

"You're going to regret it!--" Then, the bones of the Shadow were clattered by the mud beast, and his teeth clenched, and he shouted a warning in agony.

Suddenly, an arrow that burned with flames struck the mud beast's wrist held high.

I saw a ranger dressed in emerald green costume, wearing an emerald green wide-brimmed hat with a ptarmigian feather stuck in the brim, a long elven man with long blond hair, fair skin, a handsome face, long legs, and a thin figure;

Leaping out of the bushes on the riverbank, he jumped up to the fainted Crotty in two or three strokes, kneeling on one knee and holding the wounded elven swordswoman with his left hand, and holding an elven longbow with golden light and emerald vines wrapped around his bow.

"Not good! This guy is by no means idle!" Su, who was always confident about everything, couldn't help but remind him when he saw this.

Immediately after, the blonde elven man, the elven archers in emerald green costumes and longbows in their hands, one by one, emerged from the bushes on the banks of the Joseph River, and at a glance, there were no less than dozens of people in total, all drawing their bows and arrows, and began to aim at Sue and Merdok and the others.

"Pinch him to death!--what are you doing in a daze!?" Seeing this scene, knowing that the situation had changed, Murdok hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the mud beast.

"Sister Su. Please take this as a thank you gift for me to meet you again and be proud and elegant. I saw that the man of the blonde elf clan held his head high, twisted his long golden hair and shook it, and it fluttered in the wind on the spot;

At the same time, he closed one eye, stretched out his right arm with a bow, aimed at the arrow stuck in the wrist of the mud beast, mimicking a gesture of drawing a bow and shooting, and threw a wink-eyed, self-absorbed narrative at Su.

Where the mud beast's wrist was pierced by the arrow, a large cluster of dark green vines grew, and began to grow rapidly, soon entangled the entire arm of the giant beast. Then, a colorful seven-colored flower suddenly grew from the place where the arrow was inserted, and it bloomed in an instant.

The seven petals are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple. The core is a shiny golden pollen that smells sweet. A breeze blows, and seven-colored flowers sway in the wind. The fragrance of flowers wafted and overflowed, instantly changing the gloomy atmosphere of the entire battlefield.

"Blue skies. Clear river water. Turquoise earth. And you, who are as majestic and proud as an empress, and your most faithful attendant, I, present to you the most beautiful flower in the world, and only represent the endless admiration I have expressed to you. ”

The blonde elven man closed his eyes, held his head high, smelled the flowers with an extremely intoxicated expression, and recited the above lines numbly.

"Lord Su. Excuse me, do you know this weird guy!?" Seeing this, Mo Doc, who was standing next to Sue, couldn't help but ask.

"Don't get this disgusting piece of garbage with me. Su Wenyan responded categorically.

"How can you say that to you, the most faithful of guardians? My heart will break! But I will not give up! I must melt your cold heart with the hottest affection in my heart. Let's be the most important in the world..."

After hearing Sue's words, the blonde elven man opened his eyes in a melancholy mood, and retorted with a very thick face and a slightly sad emotion.

"That's enough!--Noyachenko!!Shut up your foul mouth for me at once!!What are you here for!?" Noyachenko was saying, self-absorbed to the point of being unable to extricate himself. Sue interrupted him suddenly and loudly.

"God blessed. My Emperor still remembers my name. I'm so honored!, Sister Sue. Don't you know who I am now?" Noyachenko asked, stretching out his arms and deliberately making a gesture of worshiping the elven ancestors.

"I don't know anything about you, and I don't want to know!" Sue frowned and responded viciously.

"Noyachenko. - It's Crosso's subordinate, and now the number one general!" Merdoc immediately reminded Sue in a whisper.

"What!?, you guy, would actually run away to join the army!?" Su shouted in disbelief when he heard this.

"It's not all for you, but also for Sister Crotty. Looks like I'm saying the wrong thing again. Noyachenko said the first sentence disappreciatively, then covered his mouth with his hand and said the next sentence.

"Okay. In that case, you are now our enemy. Just let the horses come. Noyachenko!" Su Wenyan, his eyes flashed with a fighting light, and he grabbed the staff at Luoyachenko.

"Noyachenko!!, you frivolous fellow, how can you be by my side!?Get out of here!-" Krotty, who was being held by Noyachenko's left hand, suddenly opened her eyes, stood up and kicked the so-called guardian, roaring.

"Sister Crotty. You should know that I am not as unpleasant as the rumors say, and that I am a man who will chase after a beautiful woman whenever he sees it, and pedal several boats at the same time!-" Noyachenko quickly stood up and defended himself.

"Lie to you!" Crotty retorted angrily.

"It's a complete lie!" Sue agreed.

"What!? You guy is in league with our enemies. I have long felt that you, a slick boy, had impure motives for joining the army in the first place. When Crotty heard Sue's words, he immediately raised the Ghost Sword and landed it against Noyachenko's throat.

"It's a complete misunderstanding!—" Noyachenko raised her arms in surrender as she faced the elven swordswoman, and a large bead of sweat broke out on her forehead, as she continued to smile and defend herself.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then you can help me save the shadow quickly. Crotty found that his wounds had been healed by Noyachenko when he was unconscious, but he continued to hold the ghost sword against the blonde elven man's throat, and raised his other arm to point at the shadow held by the mud beast, and demanded.

The blonde elven man refers to Noyachenko.

"Noyachenko. Don't you want to pursue me, as long as you are willing to serve His Majesty Memphis, and take the woman beside you and hand her over to us. I'll just agree to any of your requests, how about it?" Seeing this, Su suddenly made a 180-degree turn in his attitude, intending to tempt Noyachenko.

"That's... All right. I listened to Sister Sue. Those who know the times are Junjie. Good birds choose trees to perch, and virtuous ministers choose masters. Noyachenko struck off Krotty's saber with a sudden wave of his hand, and then, from mid-air, grabbed the severed blade and put it on the neck of the elven swordswoman.