After cooking a small episode here, Zhuo Li once again restrained his breath, circled around a small circle, and made a roundabout way towards the temple deep in the jungle at high speed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He believed that the commander of the Demon Legion would definitely send someone to check on the place where the battle had just begun, hoping that the living Shiva Demon would give them a small surprise.

As he got closer and closer to the Temple of Valanhill, Zhuoli felt that the trees in the jungle were getting stronger and stronger, and even faintly smelled of wisdom. He always felt like some eyes were watching him in the dark.

Soon the doubts in my heart were answered, this forest was alive, at least partially.

As he approached the perimeter of the Temple of Valanhill, he was confronted with a bloody battle between the Demon Legion and the Forest Treants.

The thousand-year-old trees have come to life one after another, turning into huge creatures, the originally thick branches have become incomparably strong arms, and the rhizomes have converged into lower limbs, and the speed of the pace may not be fast but very firm.

The shortest of these forest tree spirits was also 20 meters tall, and those demon guards, who were already very tall, stood next to them, and they looked weak, and with a wave of their huge arms, they knocked down several demon guards.

However, compared to the soldiers of the Demon Legion, these Treants who were lucky enough to receive the favor of the World Tree were far too few, and each Treant had to face several times more enemies.

And it's not just Shiva and Anda Mo, there's Natsu Demon. The demon with a huge pair of wings on its back is very cunning, and the two horns on its forehead are in the shape of scimitars, and its body seems to be slightly bloated but has a nimble that does not match it.

Unlike Anda, who is mostly a charging demon guard, the cunning Natsu is more of a staff officer, and his fighting style is more inclined to attack from a distance.

At the critical moment when the forest treants and demon guards are entangled, those Natsu demons hiding behind the team will unleash a series of green evil energy blasts, hitting the huge body of the treants with great precision.

The defense of the forest tree spirit is extremely powerful, it is the crystallization of the true source of life, even the giant blade of the demon guardian is difficult to leave a trace, but the evil energy impact is the natural enemy of the tree spirit, and each blow can radiate a large area of the tree spirit's bark, turning into a withered color, and the life force taken away can be seen with the naked eye.

After a few evil energy impacts, the dryads were obviously in great pain, and their bodies seemed to be shaky, and at this time, five or six demon guards swarmed up, and the dryads could no longer stand up under the slashing of the giant blade.

The dryads will also strike back, lifting tons of boulders at random and hurling them at the cunning Natsu demons like cannonballs. But it was easily dodged by the Natsu demons.

"Hehehe, stupid dryad, this primitive attack of throwing stones also wants to hit me? Become fertilizer for the Demon Legion! ”

A Natsu demon flashed a boulder attack, sneering evilly, and with a raised hand, an evil energy blast had begun to take shape, aiming at the tree spirit that had just thrown stones at him, and was about to strike.

Flutter!

A sharp arrow burst through the air, piercing the Natsu demon's chest.

"Whew-" The Natsu demon let out a howl of pain, staring incredulously at the arrow feather in his chest, and immediately looked for the attacker's location with a slightly confused gaze. It didn't take much effort for the Natsu demon to spot the green-haired figure standing on the shoulder of the dryad - the shadow was carrying a very large bow, and then nimbly drew two sharp arrows, took aim with the bow and took aim - this was the last image the Natsu demon saw, and he was shot through the head and ended his life.

Zhuo Li also saw this scene, the green-haired fallen spirit clan was different from anyone he had seen before, his facial features were handsome, his skin was fairer, his hands and feet were long, and he gave people a very agile feeling at a glance. In particular, the bow behind him, the shape is ostentatious but not ostentatious, the dark red bow body is inlaid with 17 gems, Zhuo Li believes that these gems are not only decorative, in addition to the fact that every time the bow shoots an arrow, the runes on the bow body will change like breathing, and each arrow will hit a demon, never missing.

This man was standing on the shoulders of a giant dryad, whose bark was deeper than the other dryads, and was already close to black, rampage through the battlefield, and although it had endured several shocks of evil energy, it did not affect its combat effectiveness. The combination of this dryad and the archer, one large and one small, one near and one far away, cooperated very tacitly, if it weren't for them, these dryads would have been defeated long ago.

However, even so, the Demon Legion still had the absolute upper hand, and the Dryads fell one after another, but the Dryants also did not know what fear was, and rushed towards the depths of the forest without forgetting their lives-it was the Demon Legion that was blocking the advance of the Dryads.

"Maokai, over there!"

The green-haired archer shouted to the calling dryad, who swept one of the demon guards out with a wave of his arm, then scooped up a boulder and threw it at a Natsu demon in the distance.

The Natsu demon dodged the boulder's throw, but was killed by two arrows that followed.

The Demon Legion has already lost four staff officers, and such losses have caused serious concern among the commanders of this team.

The green-haired archer didn't realize that the crisis was coming, and he was still directing the dryad named Mokai to stride forward, firing his bow left and right at the same time.

Suddenly, the air around the green-haired archer seemed to twist slightly, and a demon with purple skin suddenly appeared behind him from the void, unlike other demons who were at least 3 meters tall, this demon was only about 2 meters tall, but its movements were extremely agile, no less than the target he was going to hunt. The purple demon held a dagger with a quenched green light, and at a glance knew that it was smeared with poison, and stabbed the green-haired archer's vest.

Although the green-haired archer had sensed the anomaly behind him, and could even see the shadow of death hanging overhead, he was too focused on the battlefield to guard against the killing from behind, and now there was nothing he could do.

"I can't imagine that I, Faro, the last forest walker on Sumar, actually died here."

The green-haired archer named Farrow slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come. He had done his best, done everything he could, and died here with only glory.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the dagger flew into the air.

When Farrow opened his eyes, he found that he was not dead, nor was he in the sharp pain of being stabbed into his body by a dagger. He looked back with confusion and saw a black-haired human's fist slamming into the purple demon's face like a hammer, sinking deeply.

"Who are you?" Farrow exclaimed.

The strength of this human in front of him is extremely strong, and he can actually beat a satyr to death with a single punch, even in the Supreme Council, I am afraid that few people can do it. If the person is an enemy...... Farrow clenched the bow and arrow in his hand.

"My name is Zhuoli, and I am your friend. Talisa called me here. Zhuo Li noticed Faro's small movements and touched Faro's defense with a smile.

"My name is Farrow and I'm a forest ranger." Hearing Talisa's name, Farrow relaxed, and he knew that there was no need to do anything if Zorri wanted to kill him. "We must rush to the Temple of Valanhill and not let the Tree of Life fall into the hands of the Demon Legion."

"That's exactly what I mean." Zhuoli nodded.

Zhuo Li joined the battle, and the situation changed again. Whether it is a battle priest or a demon guard, a single person against Zhuoli is not a one-in-one enemy. Only the Natsu Demon, with his cunning and instinct for danger, can support a few rounds in Zhuoli's hands, but it will take less than three rounds to avoid death if he does not run, but the Natsu Demon who chooses to flee will often die from an arrow from behind.

Farrow saw Zhuo Li wrestling head-on with a high-ranking demon guard, and with a single punch, the arm of the Anda demon, who was several times larger than him, was blown into flesh and blood, almost turning into powder, and his eyes were about to pop out.

It's not that he's never seen a guy with such a big strength, but it's the first time he's seen this kind of fighting method of going straight and straight, slashing vertically and horizontally, and blocking me to death.

For a moment, Farrow almost forgot his bow and arrows, and just watched Zhuo Li's killing performance in a daze.

Zhuo Li is like a killing god, everywhere he passes, those terrifying demons have exploded and died, for these warriors of the Demon Legion, Zhuo Li has no mercy in his heart.

In the universe, the law of the dark forest exists, and the encounter between two civilizations often has to be separated from each other, not to mention that the Demon Legion is obviously a fighting civilization based on destruction and conquest.

Zhuo Li moved his hands and unleashed four invisible body-breaking sword qi, beating the Anda Demon who had just raised his giant sword and was about to slash two hundred meters away into a sieve, and then turned around and shouted: "Hey, Faro, if you don't do it again, these demons will be killed by me!" ”

Farrow, who was holding a bow and arrow, woke up like a dream, and found that the situation on the battlefield had undergone an incredible reversal, the demons of the Demon Legion were retreating one after another, and Zhuo Li was leading more than a dozen forest tree spirits to march forward, faintly forming an encirclement of the last twenty or so demons.

"Wow, wow, it seems that if I don't make a move, the limelight will be stolen by that alien human." Farrow grinned and pulled out a distinctive purple arrow from his back, the straight shaft of the arrow engraved with many complex runes with profound meanings, with a strong aura of spiritual energy.

Farrow stretched his bow wide and stretched out his movements, with the beauty of a classical sculpture, but instead of aiming at the demons who were surrounded by a range, he pointed at the sky from afar.

For!

As soon as the bowstring was loosened, with a muffled sound, the purple arrow came out of the string, and when it reached the commanding height, the runes on the shaft of the arrow flashed, and a light with strong spiritual energy dispersed, and the arrow turned into a rain of arrows that covered the entire area and poured down, each arrow was extremely powerful.

The Ranger's supreme archery secret skill: Rain of Death Arrows.