In the huge roar, the war drums were like boiling water, and each blow seemed to open the heavens and the earth, the sound waves were thick, the swept trees fell, and the enemy stood unsteadily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The green arrows shuttled through the cracks of the trees, one after another orc warriors were shot through the ground, and the back rushed over without fear of death, and the elven soldiers kept retreating until there was no way back, and behind them was their royal city, where the fountain of life was.

The most critical place for the elves.

The golden-haired Zhu Liu walked out with a giant sword with a large door panel behind him, and countless strange lines were engraved on the giant sword: "Golden Retriever Beast King, you beast clan dare to invade the elves, after the ancient tree wakes up, you will regret it." ”

"Without further ado, let's fight."

"Filthy orcs, die." The elven mage emitted a green light, and all the branches of the surrounding trees came to life, turning into sinuous serpentine shapes, burrowing out from the ground, overhead, up and down, left and right, piercing the bodies of one orc after another, tying them and pulling them into the air at a height of 100 meters.

The Zhuliu giant sword crutches on the ground, a circle of inscriptions circulating protective cover rises, the living branches are entangled, and after touching the shield, they bounce back, and the inscriptions diverge from under their feet, turning into diffusing light and shadow, and the inscriptions cover those branches, and the speed of light and shadow spreads wildly.

The elven mage shouted, "Not good. ”

The flexible rattan exploded at the same time, turning into sawdust flying in the sky, a world shrouded in green inscriptions, Zhu Liu shouted, pulled out his sword and slashed over, the ripples flashed, and hundreds of meters of elves were chopped into powder.

There was no obstacle ahead, Zhu Liu waved the robe behind him, walked back, and said loudly: "Summoning the ancestral spirit and attacking the city." ”

The orc warriors crawled out of the ruins, answered the order, protected a group of shamans, moved out various altar utensils, and began to organize the summoning mode.

The so-called ancestral spirit is actually the spirit of totem; It is a strange spirit condensed by the sacrificial power of the orc race, and some large tribes have secret techniques for raising spirits, which can summon their totems. After Zhu Liu conquered the border wilderness, these spirit cultivation secrets and totem spirits were all confiscated.

With the advantage of the blessed land altar, it took tens of millions of spiritual power to raise three totem spirits by himself.

A large number of sacrifices, a desolate and mournful trumpet, a blood-red light permeated, and the old shaman took out a bone knife, plunged it into his chest, pulled out his heart, and still shouted the last note in his mouth.

The breath of ancient recklessness was pervasive, and a hundred-legged centipede came out of the center of the altar, the centipede was three hundred meters long, and after coming out, the bloodthirsty eyes looked at the elven royal court, and made an inexplicable sound to the sky, which looked extremely evil. The body is too huge, and when it moves, it is like a running city wall, and where it walks, trees, stones, and even hills, are ground into fine powder by sharp and fine feet.

The blood-red flames of the second altar ignited, and hundreds of skulls that were spitting ghostly fire flew out to form a terrifying human face, clattering their jaws and floating towards the city with a silent smirk.

When Zhu Liu was fighting, he encountered a total of five totem spirits, killed three, and subdued two, which were these two.

And the three created by themselves, without the need for ritual summoning, waved their hands gently, and a snow-white snow-white fluffy wolf appeared under his feet, the wolf looked at Zhu Liu and nodded humanely, and let out a long roar, the whole space was full of green eyes, infinite illusory shadows appeared, and the shadows of hundreds of thousands of wolves appeared on the battlefield, rushing towards the Elf King City together.

Above the royal court, a cyan protective cover floated, and the hundred-legged centipede that rushed in met the master, and the whip rolled all over the ground, and the rattan whip flew away with a few hundred catties of meat, and there was only fear left in the bloodthirsty and crazy eyes, and they drilled and dodged everywhere. I didn't kill many elves, but the house was demolished.

The green skull fights the fire mage in the air.

The strength of these two totem spirits is both of the seventh order, although they have their own weaknesses, but in the battle with the elven clan, the other party does not need to find out the weaknesses at all, and directly rely on the strength to suppress them, and they will roll all over the ground.

After the wolf phantom rushed out, the royal court protective shield was also activated, and the phantom wolf crashed into it, shattering into starlight and dissipating.

"Moon Maiden." Zhu Liu snorted softly, a woman in a black dress appeared, holding a silver plate, she did not touch the ground, floating in the air, a peerless beauty with self-pity in Gu Ying, the moment she appeared, day turned into night, and a bright moon was suspended in the sky.

Under the glow of the bright moon, eye-catching nodes appeared in the protective shield of the Elven Royal Court, and the phantom wolves slammed into the nodes, and the protective shield trembled violently.

"She can show the weakness of the magic lock, kill her."

Ying Ying Qinghui, an arrow that exudes the power of life, crosses the obstacles of space, penetrates the white chest of the Moon Maiden, rippling like water waves, it is just a phantom, the Moon Maiden with a holy light, still holding the disc high, maintaining the whole night.

Zhu Liu pulled out the rune sword and shouted, "Kill!" ”

The orc soldiers rushed forward like a tidal wave, and the shield was broken.

The three clans were killed one after another, and a bloody battle began in the elven royal court.

In the streets and alleys, every inch of land is soaked in blood, and the precious artworks that the elves have treasured for tens of thousands of years are scattered all over the streets like garbage.

There is no suspense about the outcome of the outcome.

"Empress, they're in, I'll escort you to escape."

The bloody soldiers came to the main hall, the main hall that held tens of thousands of prayers, and there was only one person, the elven queen, who was praying quietly, facing a tree root.

With the sound of the dragon's groan, the three-headed demon dragon broke through the main hall, smashed a hole in the roof of the house, and roared on it.

The elf female warrior flew up with a sword, and a meter-long wound was cut on the demon dragon's abdomen, and she quickly flew away with a scream.

The gate burst open, and hundreds of phantom wolves ran in.

Slowly circling around, a whining sound came out of his throat, and his green eyes glistened with bloodthirsty light.

"Empress, the royal court has fallen, please let me escort you away." The female warrior looked even more anxious.

"The Hiriton rebels, as well as our 300,000 Treant Legion, the elite Royal Guard, as long as you find them, you can start all over again. Empress, you are the most important person of the elven race, and you can't die here. I beg you to leave. ”

The Elven Empress still prayed with her eyes closed, her face devoid of joy or sorrow.

The surrounding wolves couldn't help it, and launched an attack with a low roar, and the female warrior's thin sword cut out a circle of light, and the hundreds of phantom wolves were all split in half. There was a shout of killing outside the door, and the female warrior felt that she could not wait any longer, and wanted to stun the empress and take her out.

Suddenly, the Elven Empress's body glowed, emitting an emerald green glow, and the noble emblem on her forehead spread out the flame of her soul, connecting to the old tree root.

With a bang, the empress's body dissipated, turning into a firefly-like green ray, all attached to the old tree's roots.

"This?" The elven warrior was stunned, not understanding what was happening, whether the empress had ascended to heaven or was eaten, it was the enemy's conspiracy or the secret technique of the elves, she couldn't tell. Thinking about whether to turn around and flee, or rush over and slash it.

After the emerald green dots flew into the roots of the old trees, they did not disappear, but became more and more numerous, larger and larger, gushing out like fountains.