Ye Mo and the others were still moving slowly, and the occasional flashing thunder shone in this dead and silent town, a corpse with a skeleton or a half-decomposed state, all over the place.

Smack!

Ye Mo's shoes stepped on a puddle of stagnant water.

Originally, he was still talking to Zhou Shanshan, but he hurriedly took a step back, and the calm expression on his face was suddenly thick at the moment.

"Old classmate, what's wrong?" Lu Jiaqing asked, now Lu Jiaqing, after becoming the inheritor of the goddess of war, her strength has improved by leaps and bounds, a few days ago it was still level 8, and now it is level 10.

Coupled with some combat experience of the goddess of war, Lu Jiaqing at this time would definitely not be worse than a level 13 vortex mage, or even surpass.

"This water shouldn't be here." Ye Mo said, "Today's temperature is already minus three degrees, and the general stagnant water has long been frozen, if you pay attention, you can find that the road we just walked, every 100 meters, almost there will be stagnant water." ”

"It's not normal, but why didn't I feel the slightest fluctuation in energy?" Lu Jiaqing said suspiciously, the Vortex Mage is very sensitive to water energy.

Needless to say, Lu Jiaqing, even Ye Mo's superb perspective didn't see the energy flow in it.

This reminded him of a spell - Mirror Light.

This is a spell that is so easy to monitor that for a while, adventurers in the abyss would be nervous and wary whenever they saw stagnant water in the wild.

"There is no need to hide our aura, we have been discovered by the other party, and the other party has at least one spellcaster, monitoring us."

As soon as Ye Mo's words fell, at the end of the streets of the town, a terrifying sensational sound sounded, and the ground shook.

"What's that?"

Behind Ye Mo, Lu Jiaqing, Zhang Zhen, Zhou Shanshan and others subconsciously looked, and then, a terrifying look appeared on their faces.

"It's ogres, ten ogres!" Ye Mo said coldly, he couldn't have imagined that even ogres appeared on the earth, you know, even in the abyss, this kind of guy is extremely hateful, and they don't even have the qualifications to enter the city.

They were more than three meters tall, their arms were thicker than Ye Mo's body, and their sharp fangs rose into the sky, and the earth shook when they walked.

Ogres don't have any spells, but their strength and defense are outrageously powerful, and they are said to be on par with an undergrown wurm.

The advance of the ogre is the ogre troll, and when it reaches the legendary realm, it becomes a two-headed ogre, this terrifying abyss demon, even the emperor dares to provoke, so it has fallen a lot.

Nowadays, wild ogres are rarely seen in the wild, and they are generally raised by some nobles as war pets, and then fight, which is one of the bad hobbies of the abyss nobles.

The moment Ye Mo saw the ogre appear, he had already seen Zhao Xiaosheng, the inheritor of the Night Lord who escaped from him last time.

Ye Mo's face was gloomy, his fists were creaking, the last time he and the others almost died, and this time if he didn't handle it well, he might also be wiped out.

"Be careful, these guys are no less than a juvenile wurm, but they're clumsy, don't go toe-to-toe with them."

Behind Ye Mo, when Zhang Zhen and the others heard these words, their faces suddenly looked a little ugly, who would have thought that because of a purple demonic treasure chest, it would lead to an abyss demon like an ogre.

But they didn't know that the most difficult thing was not the ogre, but that Zhao Xiaosheng.

"Zhang Shanshan, Heavenly Fire Meteor!"

"Lu Jiaqing, Ice Trap!"

Ye Mo drank categorically, dealing with this kind of guy, he could only limit their speed, and then continued to fight guerrilla warfare until they finally bleed to death.

Brush!

The two women shouted in unison, first the Heavenly Fire Meteor fell from the sky, this kind of small meteorite, there are about a dozen, each of which is twice the power of the Arcane missile.

Flame Mage's level 14 skill, Skyfire Meteor, comes with a deterrent effect by the way.

Knock knock!

A large number of Skyfire meteors smashed down on the opposing team, intercepting their collision in an instant.

"Three are stunned, there are seven left, we have a minute to ......"

"By the way, there's another person."

Zhang Shanshan said quickly.

Three ogres stopped where they were, and two others were clearly seriously injured.

Ogres are not as resistant to spells as dragons.

"Ye Mo, it's been a long time, I thought we would never see each other in our lives."

On the shoulder of an ogre, Zhao Xiaosheng said coldly, he didn't expect that the other party didn't even say hello, and a heavenly fire meteor came, the skill of the mage, even if he is now level 18, he must be very afraid, and he has no time to protect other ogres.

"Ice Trap!"

Lu Jiaqing didn't hesitate, as the spell fell, the next moment, the ground was covered with frost, and the speed of those ogres was not fast in the first place, but at this time, it was even slower.

"Damn it!" Zhao Xiao was angry, and originally wanted to appear majestic, but now, his men are almost moving like snails.

But it doesn't matter, a spell like this, unless an ordinary mage goes to the transcendent realm, it is impossible to activate it once in a short period of time.

"Get out!" Ye Mo directly confronted Zhao Xiaosheng, he didn't have time to waste, once these ogres resumed their actions, then Zhang Shu and they would definitely not be able to bear it.

"It's you again, I let you escape last time, this time I'll see who can save you." Zhao Xiaosheng drew his sword and jumped lightly from the ogre's shoulder, which was out of the range of the ice trap.

"Brother Ye, be careful, this guy looks a little wrong." Zhang Zhen and Gu Shanhe reminded.

"If it doesn't work, let's retreat first."

In their perception, the other party was too powerful, and even made them have the urge to kneel and worship, but this was because Zhao Xiaosheng had a divine substance belonging to the Night Lord in his body.

"It's just right, I didn't fight well last time, and I will definitely kill you this time." Ye Mo's body was stunned, and he was not hiding his strength, the vitality in his body was vigorous, drumming around his body, isolating the influence of divinity on him.

"Level 17? How is it possible to rise so fast? Zhao Xiaosheng was a little stunned, he himself is the inheritor, and his level can be quickly improved, but what about the other party?

"You're at level 18, we're only one level away, so it doesn't seem too unfair."

The remnant wind was like a knife, and Zhao Xiaosheng's body suddenly disappeared in front of Ye Mo.

"Sneak with me?"

Ye Mo was slightly stunned, and the other party seemed to have used a skill similar to stealth, shuttling between the nodes of the shadow plane and the material plane.

Brush!

Ye Mo escaped, and also opened the shadow sneak.

The junction between the shadow plane and the material plane was chaotic and equally pitch black, and the coordinates here were actually a little different from the material plane, so as soon as he entered, Ye Mo began to look for the other party's voice again.

Sou!

A cold light struck from behind Ye Mo.

Ye Mo quickly squatted down, his hands on the ground, his legs were like toads, and he kicked back hard, and the chill from his feet made him know that he had hit the opponent's sword body.

Because here, it is not possible to use any skills, unless you are fully in the shadow plane.

"Skill fighting? I haven't been afraid of anyone yet! Ye Mo's eyes lit up, and his dagger was like a poisonous snake in the dark, striking quickly and silently.

Because telekinesis is a passive skill, it will not be limited at all.

The sound of tinkling bells rang out and spread far away in this silent place.

Ye Mo's whole body was full of weapons.

Hands, head, knees...... For him, once the other party doesn't use skills, even if he is in the transcendent realm, he will be blown up.

This is Ye Mo's self-confidence.

The more Zhao Xiaosheng fought, the more frightened he became, from being comfortable at the beginning, gradually becoming passively beaten, and now, his hand speed has completely failed to keep up with Ye Mo.

Boom!

He was punched hard in the lower abdomen, and he hurriedly tried to resist, and the next moment, a cold light crossed his forehead.

"Night Guardian!"

Brush!

Zhao Xiaosheng was directly forced into the material plane, and at this moment, a flat wound on his forehead cracked open, and blood flowed down.