That's right!

It's the priest's magic!

Even if he was lying on the ground, even if the pain was unbearable, Wei Linglan, who was seriously injured, still did not give up the fight.

The little priest who fell to the ground saw that his comrades were fighting hard, and even the lord who was deeply wrapped in the light curtain was constantly letting out bloody shouts to boost morale.

Wei Linglan, who was in tears, hated her strength for being too low and she was no longer able to fight, so she could only do her best to help everyone recover and soothe their scars with limited means.

Strength, I need strength!

Nuwa Niangniang, please give you the power to fight on the dark side of the moon as a loyal priest!

The weak and powerless Wei Linglan, in a trance, completely let go of the reserve and shyness in her character, and she made a sincere prayer to the Mother of the Holy Moon with pure and incomparable unwilling roars.

In the history of the Five Elements Continent, the priest of the temple with a lofty status is by no means a existence that can be kneaded by others.

Not to mention the Golden Retriever Beamon Kingdoms where divine power is higher than royal power, high-level temple priests can make kings look up, that is, in the Five Elements Empire, the priests who hold the power of healing are also the upper group second only to the mages.

However, due to the monopoly and dominance of the Imperial Mage on the destruction of magic, the priests of the Five Elements Empire could only learn the most common attack magic of the divine attribute to show their purity and holiness.

As for the shadow magic, represented by negative energy, it is regarded as an evil forbidden art among the priests of the Five Elements Empire.

In her dying state, Wei Linglan was desperate to gain the power of the Shadow System at this moment, because only in this way could she assist her lord in splitting the thorns and opening up a new savage world, instead of lying on the ground weakly. Causing trouble for others.

The gods seemed to hear the prayer of the little priest, and a delicate shadow symbol appeared in Wei Liling's hand. The silk threads of the law intertwined with negative energy slowly appeared in the void. Spread in all directions.

If Fang Qing was here, as long as she could see Wei Linglan's spell casting gesture, she would immediately stay away from the little priest's side, but on this battlefield, Wei Linglan lying on the ground would obviously not be noticed, except for Zhu Sanfat.

The third prince of pigs with a long knife flashed. Jumping into the crowd, he wants to put an end to the chaos of the Pure Altar Tomb once and for all, and kill all the rebels of the wasteland.

The white light flashed, and the long knife hummed.

In the sonorous sound, Little John's heavy sword was cut in two by the three fat pigs, and the power of the White Tiger to break the army's destiny shot wildly, and the white light pressed down, which was a decapitation and heavy split.

But at this moment. In the oblique thorn, a meteor shot over.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the long knife shifted. Little John took advantage of the situation to roll with his head down and escape the doom of being beheaded, but at the same time, there was a conspicuous gap on the tip of Mulan's meteor spear that was swinged.

Zhu Sanfat, who strode forward, turned around at the same time, his shoulder suddenly pushed forward, and knocked Mulan out of the air, the next moment. His sword covered the bodies of Hu Yan and Wei Linglan.

Wind scissors were torn apart by the light of the knife. The flames were extinguished by the cold, and the pig Sanfat, who adhered to the power of destiny. With overwhelming strength, one step further, the cold light shone brightly, and the long knife fell.

The strength of Zhu Sanfat is too strong, the speed is too fast, under this lightning-like knife, nonsense is unavoidable, and the desperate fox can't help but close his eyes.

But on the ground, a pure black net suddenly rose up, completely encircling the white tiger that broke the army.

After an exclamation, the fat man of the three pigs was suddenly stunned on the spot, his blade had been pressed on the top of Hu Yan's head, the seeping metal edge was cold and abnormal, and the irritating fox's eyes widened.

Hu Yan saw that the blade had cut into his scalp and the hair was falling on his own, so he screamed on the spot and fell softly.

At the same time, Zhu Sanfat's eyes revealed a luster of doubt, but just a moment later, the color of blood occupied his pupils, and in the roar of rage, the broken saber was actually danced into a brilliant silver fan.

Seven or eight monks and soldiers nearby were cut off on the spot, and the six wolf and horse warriors who followed the commander to attack were also cut in two by the people with armor in the exclamation.

"Wake up!" The great porcupine shaman Yuris waved his staff, and in an instant, a pillar of green set on the body of the three fat pigs.

"Damn! It's a mental control! At the moment when Zhu Sanfat suddenly woke up, he quickly stepped back, and Wei Linglan had become a terrifying heart-snatching demon in his eyes.

The porcupine great shaman Yuris shook his head and said, "This is not a spirit control! Help me get on my feet! ”

Hearing this, Zhu Sanfat's face turned black in an instant, and he said in disbelief in his anger: "Bewitched*!?" ”

Campaign Magic "Bewitchment*": Control an enemy unit and make it fight to the death.

At the same time, the great shaman of the porcupine waved his staff, and the power of flowing water swept through the void, as if to purify it, but the black silk thread of the law spread and expanded without being affected in the slightest, centered on Wei Lily of the Valley.

More and more wild boar people lost their minds and were under control, and the situation became more and more chaotic.

The more Zhu Sanpang looked at it, the more frightened he became, his eyes were round, and a terrifying answer couldn't help but appear in his mind, and then, he made a decision: "No, this is not an ordinary bewitchment*, this is a talented and specialized bewitchment*, kill her quickly!" ”

"At any cost!"

The long knife of the broken army pointed at Wei Li-lan, the wolf and horse warriors of the wild boar people, and they took off their bows and arrows one after another, and the shaman priests of the Pure Altar Mound also called out the power of the elements one after another.

The tidal wave of magic frenzy took shape in an instant, like a locust's feather arrow, which was also shot into the sky, and at the same time as the arrow fell, the storm of elemental power also fell from mid-air.

The torrent of feather arrows and elements condensed into a colorful column of energy, which twisted together and smashed straight towards the unguarded Wei Lily of the Valley.

At the moment when Zhu Sanpang breathed a sigh of relief, an afterimage of the power of the law was extremely abrupt, stopping between the priest and the pillar of energy light.

The next moment, Zhu Sanpang saw the shining statue of the horse's head, which was held high.

"No!" Zhu Sanfat and Yuris immediately let out a cry of horror when they saw the Heavenly Destiny Holy Relic facing the torrent of energy.

Covered in blood, Qian Wuwu, staring at blood-red eyes, with the power of the wildness of his body, held the blessed object of the Wild Boar People's destiny high, and faced the elemental storm and the rain of arrows head-on.

In an instant, the flames of the explosion engulfed the statue of the horse's head, and then, the smoke curtain spread rapidly, first covering Qian Wuwu, then the little priest, and soon, the entire floor of the temple sanctuary was completely covered.

In the black smoke miasma, the sacred barrier raised high reflected beams of magical glow, and in the glow, one by one the explosive flames were mapped in all directions.

Hundreds of pillars of light, as if tearing through the clouds, scattered bursts of fire, pieced together into a larger-scale explosion, the flames rose, the smoke was fierce, nearly a hundred wild boar people were injured, and they rolled to the ground.

Before the furious Zhu Sanfat rushed into the smoke, he heard a bloody high-spirited shout, and then, in front of his eyes, a black shadow flew in.

Zhu Sanfat, who was full of murderous intent, swung out the long knife of the broken army at that time, and this time, no matter who it was, he would cut it in two.

But the one who broke out of the smoke was a brilliant big horse's head, and the pig Sanfat, who shot with all his might, saw the holy object appear, and immediately stared at it, that is, he was skilled in battle, and he caught his own law of destruction before the sword shot out.

The three fat pigs who were forcibly recruited did not dare to slack off at all, but the moment he caught the statue of the horse's head, he suddenly saw six Flame Storm magic scrolls stacked together, and they were gushing bloody red light.

"!" Pig Sanfat was furious, and suddenly threw up the statue of the horse's head.

The next moment, a bright red mushroom cloud bloomed in the void, and an instant later, the rising black smoke obscured the true color of the fire, and gave birth to a giant black mushroom, which grew higher and higher, reaching into the sky.

The powerful shockwave brought out by the magic explosion swept through the core of the Pure Altar Mound, and everyone was overturned, except for Pig Sanfat and Yuris, who were all over the place.

In the roar, the great porcupine shaman used the power of the Pure Altar Mound to successfully block the six consecutive flamestorms, but the gray-faced wild boar commander could not dispel the depression and grievances in his heart.

The wind array operated one after another, and the heavy smoke on the ground was quickly dispersed, but the grizzled Zhu Sanfat and Yuris saw a thick sense of unwillingness and depression in each other's eyes.

The two quickly staggered their gaze and began to look around, among the charred black corpses, there were wild boar people and wounded soldiers everywhere, and the mournful cry of pain and suppression turned into an invisible web of fear, which was wrapped around everyone's heart.

And the initiator of this qiē has long been in the chaos and disappeared without a trace.

The time of heaven symbolized by the Temple of Heavenly Destiny, the location represented by the mound of the Pure Altar, and the people who were crushed by the strength were actually added in one place, and they couldn't help a few thieves in the wasteland who sneaked in.

This has to be said to be a huge defeat, but the embarrassed and angry Zhu Sanfat and Yuris also have to face an even more terrifying situation - the horse-head statue symbolizing the power of the blessing of the Mandate of Heaven, at the moment of re-landing, there is an eye-catching crack, and the power of the law that quickly dissipates is making its glow gradually dim.

"Your Highness, I must first lead the Pure Altar Shaman and restore the Sanctuary Secret Ground and the Mandate of Heaven statue before I can accompany you to hunt down the perpetrators, so...... One qiē got rid of it! ”

The red-eyed pig Sanfat clenched his fists and nodded vigorously: "I swear, I will never let them run away!" ”

But before Zhu Sanfat's words fell, the two little boar people who were guarding the gate of the tomb of the Pure Altar stumbled into the core of the holy land of the wild boar people.

"Big camp, big camp has changed!" The panting boy pointed to the location of Jixiang Peak, but the magical smoke flying above his head obscured everyone's vision. (To be continued)