Hus raised his staff and bowed with both hands to the sky: "O great god of light, please grant your faithful believer the power of Hus, and let him punish this evil soul, the judgment of light." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A dazzling white light rushed towards the Son of the Wind, and there was something faintly unclothed and slippery in the white light, a bit like a human appearance, except that the beak was pointed like a bird's beak, and the head was covered with dense bird feathers, and a pair of wings were flapping and fluttering behind the back. With white light, and that nasty sound wave, destroys your mind.

What the hell is this? People are not like people, birds are not like birds, and the children of the wind have never seen them, even if they look through the books in the library. It is impossible for the Son of the Wind to sit still, and then communicate with the little wind knife in his heart: "Alandno, Taste Boss, this time it's up to you, exert your supreme divine power and split these birdmen into pieces." ”

Not to mention that the sycophants of the Children of the Wind worked, the little wind knife Alandno enjoyed it very much, and even jumped a few times with his magic wand. A cyan wind knife slashed at the white light without any fancy fancy, and the palm-sized wind knife brought up a wind blade several feet long, and the cyan wind blade slashed straight towards the white light.

The cyan wind blade split the white light without any barrier, splitting the white light in half along with the birdman, and the air was full of cyan knife shadows, and the ears were full of whirring wind. The split white light disappeared with the phantom of the birdman, and in the face of the seemingly invincible wind knife, Xius could no longer care about the god of light, and a lazy donkey rolled around, dodging the vital point, but the wind blade cut off half a catty of flesh from his buttocks and kissed him on the thigh by the way.

A large hole was dug in the white robe at the buttocks, revealing blood-stained flesh, smooth cut flour flesh that was constantly wriggling, oozing a bead of blood. The beads of blood soon coalesced into a stream, and then the stream turned into a lake, a lake of blood, and the robe was dyed red along the thighs. On the white robe, it was like a sea of red flowers blooming. The sea of flowers is spreading downward, flowing all the way to the ground, and the ground is dyed red, and a white lotus flower in the sea of red flowers is particularly enchanting.

Such a beautiful scene, but unfortunately there was an incongruous sound, that is, bursts of wolf howls, like a group of wind wolves nailed to the trees, facing the evening wind to let out a dying wail. The blood of the White Lotus is also red, and the torn White Lotus will wail like it, and at this moment the great God of Light has abandoned his believers.

This scene was undoubtedly a failure of Xiusi, and according to the idea of the son of the wind, he simply gave him another wind knife and sent him to see the god of light completely. It's better to howl half-dead than to be dead. Freya has achieved her goal by stopping the Wind Children, leaving them with a hard lesson. For the enemy, sometimes it is more effective to keep them alive than dead.

Freya said to Haggs, "Haggs, we should have won this game, right?" ”

Haggs looked at Hughes who was rolling on the ground, and indulged his skin thicker than the Earth Demon Bear, and he couldn't open his eyes and say nonsense, so he could only swallow the bitter fruit helplessly: "You won this game, but don't be too happy, there are two more games." ”

Haggs took out a magic scroll, tore it open, and a dazzling white light enveloped Hughes, and when the light dissipated, Hughs's blood stopped, and a new layer of pink skin grew on the smooth face. Although the half catty of flesh that had been cut off did not grow, it no longer bled and the wound healed. The Cult of Light's magic scrolls are indeed unique in their ability to heal injuries.

It seems that the magic scroll not only healed the wound, but also cured the pain of Xius by the way. Hughes put away the tears on his face and twisted his ass to take a look, but unfortunately he couldn't see it. I can only touch it with my hands, and I feel pretty good, and I wiped a handful of triad liquid on my face, which is a mixture of tears, sweat and snot.

Hughes, who was judged to lose by Haggs, stared at the Son of the Wind with blood-red eyes, eager to go up and bite a pound of flesh on the Son of the Wind's ass. Double repayment, this is the consistent principle of Hughes's life, you cut me half a pound of meat, how can I not bite a pound of meat?

It's a pity that he has no chance to get it back in person, so he can only hope for the boss. As long as the boss can get the final victory, according to the prior agreement, they can unconditionally ask the other party to do anything. Hehe, beauty, can I let it be given to you, this son of the wind will be left to me to torture, I want to bite his ass one by one, add a little sugar, and throw him in the ant nest, tsk, how cool you want to be.

With the defeat of Hughes and the continuation of the duel, Haggs learns his lesson and excludes Adolf, who is second only to him among his younger brothers. Adolf is Haggs's right-hand man, and Haggs's glorious deeds are indispensable. Adolf, a fifth-level magician, although there are only five black stars in the White Lotus, he has already sketched the phantom of the sixth black star.

Haggs patted Adolf on the shoulder and solemnly explained to him that he must learn the lesson of Hughes. The other party is not so weak as it seems, and the glory of the God of Light is pinned on him. Adolf looked at Hughes and shook his hair disdainfully: "Great Haggs, rest assured, I am not a stupid Hughes. Bless me, the god of light, and send them to your bed, so that you, the great Haggs, can save their souls. ”

"Okay, God of Light, let's save their souls together." Haggs raised his hands in the air, as if to embrace the sky.

Freya sent Anna, the ice beauty, who was transformed by the Ice Spirit Fruit, was full of cold temperament. Every inch of skin, from the inside to the outside, is cold, and the cold ice beauty exudes a faint fragrance all over her body. It is like a faint plum blossom in the cold winter.

Adolf learned the lesson of Hughes thoroughly, and didn't introduce himself coolly. As soon as he looked up at the sky, he sincerely pleaded to the god of light for help: "O great god of light, please grant your faithful believer Adolf ......"

It seems that the attack spells of the Cult of Light are all the same, asking the God of Light to give him the power to adjudicate the evil crimes of his opponent. According to each person's cultivation is different, the strength of the ruling is naturally different. The Cult of the God of Light is also a country, and how many people turn to the God of Light every day. This god of light is running around to catch up with the field, and it is estimated that he is almost as tired as a dog, and this god is too aggrieved.

Ice Beauty is also a person who is not good at words, and she is not interested in having an unnutritious conversation with her opponent first. While Adolf asks for help from the God of Light, Anna also recites a magic spell to communicate with the magical elements between heaven and earth.

"Ice elementals wandering between heaven and earth, please obey the call of my Anna, make a pact with you in my name, and give me your power, Ice Dance."