Of course, the truth is not so easy, although Xiao Fan's weapon has hit Cold Storm repeatedly, the damage caused is extremely small, and so far there has not been an attack with more than 100 digits of blood loss, and Cold Storm has more than 10 billion blood, which is not even a tickle.

However, the black smoke of the magic circle poked out the tentacle-like silk threads, this is a tangible and qualitative trouble, how powerful is the professional-level abyss of the dead, in fact, Cold Storm does not understand, the NPC he possesses is a melee profession of the physics department, and he knows very little about the methods of the law system, although he has negotiated a lot with Satan, a god-level mage, recently, but the founder of the abyss of the dead, Yama, has never seen it so far.

The black smoke thread brings a strong sense of threat to Cold Storm's mind, and Noyamanashi's body dynamics are so sharp and changeable that even he is difficult to capture, and it brings a deep sense of strength and inextinction.

And Ye Shanli suddenly said something indignant, which made him even more ashamed and ashamed, and then angry, after all, Cold Storm is not an ordinary NPC, he is possessed by the soul of the demon general, the universal values of real human beings, he has not completely discarded it, and he can't discard it.

"I said, Lord Warlord, if I had an attack like yours, you would have fallen down a long time ago, right?" Xiao Fan's laughter was full of disdainful mockery, "I guess your ranking among the Demon Dao generals is not high, it's really a recipe to death...... Litter! That's you! ”

The cold storm was furious, and in such a distraction, his body was attacked by dozens of daggers in a row, and this was still second, he was actually entangled in several strands of smoke, and his body was dragged involuntarily, and then his feet rose from the ground, like a puff of smoke, and was pulled into the space of the magic circle!

It was dark in front of him, followed by clarity again, as a demon general, the night vision ability was automatically inspired, and suddenly a giant bird with a withered body swooped over like lightning, and the cold storm slapped out casually, and the blood loss data of up to 600 million floated up, he and the golden wings and withered wings could not see the blood loss data, but the blue water blue whose consciousness penetrated into the magic circle could see it clearly, and he couldn't help but be even more frightened.

The golden-winged withered wings whimpered and fluttered to the side, wisps of black smoke silk threads wrapped around Cold Storm's legs, and he was actually a little panicked in his heart, but the invincible genetic power buried deep in the soul of the characters in the plot instantly emerged, and in the blink of an eye, the fighting spirit was high, Ling Wei's halberd waved vigorously, and the monstrous power swept out.

The black smoke dispersed, gradually disappearing into the air, and the slender figure of the blue water and blue slim appeared from the black smoke array, and then fell out, followed by a large stream of blood gushing out from the corners of the delicate lips.

At that moment, in the blue sea of consciousness, a dream-like scene was clearly presented, dozens of Ling Tian stone pillars suddenly collapsed at the same time, and a black shadow javelin shuttled through, leaving the magic circle and rushing into the far sky, and soon turned from a black line into a bunch of black dots, disappearing in an instant.

There was a thunderous sound in the far air, and there were only three words: "Wild Yamanashi!" ”

These three words were thrown into the wild forest and plants, absorbed by the path, and crashed into the distant mountains and valleys, but produced a few echoes, which made everyone frightened and shocked, and even the large groups of strange beasts looked around uneasily.

At the palace in the center of the main city of Suzaku, suddenly the huge gate with two carved dragons and phoenixes opened, and the city lord in armor strode out, causing tens of thousands of players to watch from afar, and their expressions were full of awe.

The city lord of Yanyun Seventeen Continents is an NPC character that definitely exists, but very few players have seen it with their own eyes, even if the player transforms into the main city, it is also the clerical NPC of the city lord's mansion to receive and hand over the task, and the city lord himself cannot be seen at all. The domed helmet of the Suzaku Castle Lord has an arc on it, and it is a lifelike small Suzaku form.

Seeing the legendary city lord doesn't get much benefit from the player, but after all, it's the first time to see it, and the curiosity is still there. I saw that the city lord put on a full posture, walked out of the temple gate proudly, and came to the altar in front of the majestic national character face square and solemn, crawling to the temples of the thick hair was tied by the lower end of the helmet clamp rope, visual inspection of the appearance of about fifty years old, he raised his head and looked around, and finally stared at the high altitude in the east of the city, more than 100 miles away is where the pine forest ancient road is.

Then the Vermilion Bird City Lord shook his head imperceptibly, and sighed softly, and the sigh spread like a ripple of water, ringing in the ears of every player in the main city, and then he walked back to the palace with his head held high, and the door of the palace closed behind him.

After a while, the players in the main city began to talk, and the world channel also sounded the voice of announcing the world, no matter what, the legendary city lord finally brushed up on his existence.

On the ancient pine forest road, under the uneasy movement of the strange beast, Xiao Fan's heart was in great pain, and he had already flown over, and helped her up at the first moment when Lan Shuilan fell to the ground, and then hugged her tightly, and held her tightly in his arms, Qian Mao smiled: "Sister Shuilan didn't hang it, the pear is ......" He didn't finish speaking, but he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"I'm not dead yet! Put me down! ”

Lan Shui Lan's delicate voice was very dissatisfied, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had long disappeared after being cleared of filth, but he evoked a gentle smile.

Xiao Fan carefully put her down, waited for Lan Shuilan to stand still, still uneasy to support her back, and whispered: "It's good that it's not hanging, the undead magic circle has been destroyed, what impact will it have on you?" ”

"It doesn't matter." The blue water and blue staff waved, and he brushed himself with two life healings, and his blood returned to the full value, and his feet moved, avoiding Xiao Fan's support.

The smoke was thick and slowly moving its direction, He Fangjing pushed the circle to operate, and the golden wings and withered wings that fell out of the blue water and blue circle space were lying on the clearing and struggling, but they were suddenly entangled by a few wisps of black smoke, and jumped into He Fangjing's magic circle space.

He Fangjing asked in surprise, "What's wrong with Sister Shuilan?" "She had been preoccupied with controlling the necromancy and was quite ignorant of the surrounding situation. Without waiting for others to answer, he followed and said: "Sister Shui Lan, come in, the golden wings are very weak, let's go and tame them together." ”

Lan Shui Lan responded, and then stepped into the magic circle, He Fangjing then entered his own magic circle space, Xiao Fan moved a few steps, thought about it and stopped, in Ji Qingqing's expectations, he had no need to domesticate the golden wings and withered wings.

Qian Mao's face was strange, he looked at Xiao Fan and asked, "Pear, you and Sister Shui Lan are also ......" He suddenly remembered that this was the team's channel speech, Lan Shuilan and He Fangjing were both in the team, and immediately stopped.

"Pear has a beautiful woman Xiaojing, and I'm thinking about Sister Shui Lan again, it's really ......" Bing, who can drink water, suddenly didn't know how to describe it, and quickly finished speaking, "Phew! Shameless! He grimaced and laughed again.

Xiao Fan scratched his ears and cheeks, but he didn't blush, but he was really embarrassed.

"You can't say that, maybe Sister Shui Lan is worried about pears? Who can say for sure? Qian Mao was very empathetic and talked eloquently: "If Xiaojing doesn't object, let's bless it, let's bless it, the pear is not shallow, it's ...... Of course I don't envy ......"

(End of chapter)