The thin and small Hughes had a great advantage, constantly shuttling back and forth from the crowd, and after a while he walked out of the cave. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His father, Mark and Uncle Reese, were not so lucky.

Mark carried a huge cowhide basket, and it was very difficult to walk, and in addition to the large number of slaves on the road, he did not want to trample and ram his companions, so his speed was even slower than a snail. Although Reece squeezed forward with all his might, there were already people in front of him, and he couldn't squeeze in at all.

The two had to weave left and right inside, avoiding both the stones falling from their heads and the pushing and trampling of slaves.

At first, only small dust and gravel fell from the cave, and then large stones, and finally a huge "boom" sounded, and the entire mountain stone on the top of the cave fell directly.

The cave was completely filled in an instant, and the entrance to the cave was also sealed to death, and the screams in the cave continued, I don't know how many slaves were crushed to death, only to see blood flowing everywhere on the ground, and white brains floating on it.

"Daddy, Daddy, Uncle Reese!"

Xius was standing outside the cave, looking nervously at the entrance of the cave, when suddenly there was a landslide and the ground cracked, and the cave in front of him was instantly crushed and filled by the rocks. It took him a long time before he reacted, crying out at the sealed hole.

In an instant, the entire Iron Spring Valley was filled with the sad cries of slaves.

The warriors standing on the side were indifferent, and the life and death of slaves were like floating ashes to them, not worth caring about!

Just as the slaves in the entire valley were immersed in great sorrow, an extremely tragic roar suddenly came from the distance, which shook the entire valley.

At this moment, the mountains on the west, south, and north sides of the entire Tiequan Valley collapsed! The slopes of the mountains, which had already collapsed, collapsed several meters downward! The stones on the mountains rolled down one after another, crushing to death many slaves who had just escaped death from the caves.

The already sad valley is even more sad!

Luckily, there was a huge rock at the location where he was located, which helped him block the falling rock, and did not cause much damage.

Over and over again, Hughes cried out to the entrance of the cave, "Daddy, Daddy, Uncle Reese, Uncle Reese, where are you?"

After crying and screaming for more than two hours without hearing any response, his heart suddenly cooled a lot, and he sat weakly at the entrance of the cave, not knowing what to do.

The slaves of the entire valley paid no attention to the loud roar two hours ago, only the warriors noticed that it was a roar full of unwillingness and grief, a roar that was close to death.

Morton Yerks, the fourth-level warrior in black armor and a towering iron helmet, was standing on a boulder and considering whether to report what happened to the head of the family, when suddenly, when he heard that loud roar, he guessed in surprise: "This voice seems to have come from the Jinjiang battlefield." Who could it be? A loud roar could make the earth tremble eight hundred miles away, could it be a Sacred Domain Warrior, or a ninth-level magician?"

He just guessed in his heart and didn't dig deeper. Two hours had passed, and he had forgotten the roar because of the sudden collapse of the valley.

Just as he was counting the dead toll, the only exit from the valley, at the east corner, suddenly came a sweet voice, although it was not loud, but Morton could hear it clearly: "Little girl, I see where you are going!" He quickly turned his head to look east.

I saw a white light flash at the eastern corner, falling on a boulder, with a "bang" sound, the stone instantly turned into stone powder, flying all over the sky.

The sound instantly spread throughout the valley of sorrow.

"Magic!"

All the surviving slaves and warriors in the valley looked over in amazement. Only the little slave Hughes was indifferent, and kept lying on the ground and crying in a low voice of sadness.

Morton Yerkes looked even more solemn, and he made a few leaps to the mouth of the valley, wanting to find out what kind of department and what level of magician.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the mouth of the valley, he saw a white line shooting towards his door like a meteor, and Morton hurriedly leaned back to avoid it. At the moment when the white line crossed his eyes, he clearly saw that it was a snow-white spirit fox.

The moment the spirit fox jumped over, another white light shot out, and Morton obviously felt a cold breath scraping over his face, scraping his face with a faint pain, and then he heard a "bang" sound behind him, and when he looked back, his face suddenly turned pale.

Less than five meters behind him, there was a large rock, which had turned into dust and was flying in all directions. There was still a terrifying cold aura left in the flying stone powder.

"This is water magic, a skill of a ninth-level magician. It's actually a ninth-level magician!" Morton's shock was not small.

He knew very well that there were quite few magicians in the Golden Phoenix Continent, estimated to be one in every 100,000 people.

And the vast majority of magicians are only at the beginner and intermediate levels below level six, and they can't advance an inch.

It is definitely rare to be able to become a high-level magician, and it is even more rare to become a ninth-level magician!

The reason why it is so rare is because in order to practice magic, one must have a magical talent.

Magical talent is the innate ability to sense nature's tiniest elemental particles.

Only those who can sense elemental particles can hope to become magicians.

Thus, throughout the continent, magicians have a transcendent status.

As long as the magicians who have reached the fourth level or above are fragrant and sweet, whether it is the imperial family, dignitaries and nobles, or various families and business houses, they will vigorously recruit them, and will give them special preferential treatment.

A high-level mage who has reached level seven or above is a figure that cannot be looked up to. They are like the patron saints of the country, admired and respected by the entire empire!

Now there is a ninth-level magician, and it is a figure as bright as the sun and the moon.

The shock and joy in Morton's heart were simply like a surging river, and it was difficult to suppress it: it was also a great honor to be able to meet a high-ranking ninth-level magician once in a lifetime!

However, with him as a fourth-level warrior, he was nothing more than a weak ant in the eyes of a ninth-level magician.

This is the gap between a warrior and a magician, and it can be described as a world of difference!

Morton was sighing in his heart, when he suddenly heard a sweet voice from his head: "Listen to the people of the valley, if anyone catches that spirit fox, this magician will fulfill one of his wishes!"

The whole valley immediately fell into madness, and both the slaves who had just escaped death and the warriors in full armor frantically marched towards the white line.

Just kidding, being able to make a ninth-level magician realize a wish is tantamount to pie falling from the sky, even more rare and precious than falling pie!

It can be said that it is a blessing that I have asked for after eight lifetimes of burning high incense. For the slaves, this was the opportunity they had ever dreamed of, a chance to regain their freedom.

However, how could the dexterous spirit fox be grasped by these slaves who were crushed by heavy labor and were only skinny and bones?

Even those warriors who had been trained to absorb the aura of heaven and earth had only slowed down its jumping speed a little.

To catch it is a dream for the warriors, and even more so for the slaves.

What's even more terrifying is that this spirit fox is actually a magical beast!

Not to mention its speed, it also unleashes deadly attack magic, and any slave or warrior who stands in its way will not be able to withstand its attacks and eventually turn to dust.

Even so, all the warriors and slaves rushed to the Spirit Fox one after another, because if they could get the opportunity to make the magician realize one of their wishes, it would be worth dying.

The spirit fox who fled quickly saw that there were more and more people coming around, and he couldn't kill him. The magician who was chasing after him rushed after him, and he didn't dare to use magic skills to force a breakthrough, for fear of affecting his speed, so he chose to use wandering tactics.

I saw that the spirit fox was like a butterfly wearing flowers in the crowd, light and fast, flickering left and right, and the figure was fluttering. When the slaves thought it was jumping towards them, they subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, only to find that they only caught its afterimage.

However, the speed of the spirit fox was still affected, and it slowed down a little.

It's just a little bit, but it's quite satisfying for the magicians who have been chasing after him.

This is an eighth-level demonic beast that is about to break through!

If she could get its magic crystal, then she would be able to hit the realm of the Sanctuary Mage, she had already stayed at the ninth-level mage stage for too long.

She desperately wants to break through!

In fact, this is not the most important, what is more important is the ring in the mouth of this spirit fox.

......

"Yes, that's it, block the way of the spirit fox, you will definitely be able to catch it. ”

The people who had already fallen into madness were inspired by the magician to become more passionate, and their speed seemed to skyrocket a few points.

The spirit fox suddenly felt that the space for moving and jumping was shrinking, although it could cast an attack magic to turn the person who came to capture it into dust, but that would inevitably affect the speed even more, so that it would be caught by the magician behind.

"What should I do?"

The Spirit Fox thought nervously as he swiftly weaved back and forth between the slaves and warriors, skillfully avoiding the magician's magic.

Although, at this time, the magic emitted by the magician is no longer attack magic, but freezing magic, but this is more dangerous, once hit, it will immediately turn into a popsicle and cannot move.

"All the soldiers obey the order and line up in formation!"

Just when the valley was in chaos, and the warriors and slaves were in their own hands, Morton's loud roar stabilized the chaos.

There were about two thousand warriors in the entire valley, and there were more than 1,600 left, excluding those who were killed by the spirit fox and frozen by the magicians.

These warriors had all been trained in military training and fought on the battlefield, so they reacted immediately when they heard Morton's orders.

With the withdrawal of the warriors, the number of people crowded on the flat ground of the valley decreased considerably, and the space for the spirit fox to jump increased a lot, but when it broke through the crowd and ran up the mountain, it found that all the roads were blocked by the warriors.

You can get out by forcibly using attack magic, but in that case, you will be frozen by the magician's freezing magic.

"Formation shrinks!"

Morton let out another loud roar. The warriors standing on the periphery immediately shrank to the middle in an orderly and rhythmic manner, approaching the spirit fox step by step.

The surviving slaves are still frantically grabbing at the spirit fox.

This is the opportunity they have always dreamed of, how can they not seize it desperately?

If Hughes's father, Mark, had been there, it would have been even crazier. He has been working hard for this opportunity for many years, and now that the opportunity is in front of him, how can he not fight to the death?

It's a pity that he was sealed in the cave at this time, and his life and death are uncertain. His absence also caused Hughes to be unmoved by the opportunity in front of him, still crying sadly at the entrance of the cave.

As time passed, most of the slaves who chased the spirit fox were frozen by the magician's magic, and the surrounding warriors were moving towards the spirit fox step by step.

Although the number of people chasing is decreasing, the space for the spirit fox to hide is shrinking, and the chance of being caught is increasing sharply.

"What should I do?"

Linghu pondered anxiously, his little eyes searching around, hoping to survive the Jedi.

Just when he was doing nothing, he suddenly found a child crying in front of a hole not far ahead. The hole was so small that it would be impossible for a human to get into, but it wasn't a problem for a fox.

The next moment he saw the entrance of the cave, the spirit fox turned into a white line and shot towards the small hole.

Unfortunately, its intentions were discovered by a magician who had been in hot pursuit.

Almost at the moment when Linghu and Xiusi intersected, the magician's frozen magic also arrived by coincidence, directly freezing Linghu and Xiusi together.

In the freezing, Xius happened to face each other with his hands and stopped at the neck of the spirit fox, and the head of the spirit fox happened to be buried in the collar of Xius. From the outside, Xius just grabbed the spirit fox's neck, and anyone would think that he had caught the spirit fox.

"Haha, little girl, you still can't escape from my palm!"

The magician fell to the ground, smiled and bent down to lift the spirit fox and Xius together, the white light in his hand flashed, and the ice was melted, and his left hand quickly stretched out, grabbing the spirit fox's neck, while Xiusi fell to the ground freely, fortunately, it was not high, and it did not cause much damage, but the butt fell faintly painful.

At this time, people saw the true face of the magician.

I saw that she was wearing a pure white dress, tight at the top and loose at the bottom, perfectly showing her bumpy figure, and her long white hair was like a waterfall pouring down, setting off a snow-white face like a hibiscus out of the water.

Everyone saw her as if they were seeing a work of art carved from transparent and shiny white jade, warm and dreamy.

"Little slave, I'm Lina Ace Magician, you helped me catch the spirit fox, what do you want me to do for you?"

Lina Ace looked at the thin Xius and said with a smile.

Her eyebrows and smiles were not aimed at Hughes, in her eyes, Hughes was like a chicken and a duckling, just a fragile little life.

She laughed because she finally had the hope of breaking through the neck bottle to reach the realm of the Sanctuary Mage, thus becoming a myth for the entire continent.

In the entire Golden Phoenix Continent, there has been no Sacred Domain Magician for more than five thousand years. If she can break through, she will definitely be the number one magician in the mainland! She is an absolutely transcendent figure, a figure that everyone must look up to!

Can she not smile?

Especially the ring in the mouth of the spirit fox made her heart feel like she had knocked over a honey pot, sweet.

The slaves standing on the side listened to the magician's words, but they felt a pain in their flesh, and secretly hated: "Why didn't I catch the spirit fox, if that's the case, I must ask the magician to help me escape from the sea of suffering and eliminate my slave status." (To be continued.) )