The female disciple ran forward in a mess, turning her head from time to time, looking behind her in a panicked expression, and the roar of the beast in the distance came, which made her face change greatly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Just now she chased and killed Wang Ling all the way, not wanting to encounter a herd of beasts halfway, and with all her disciples, the whole army was wiped out. As long as she thought of the horrific scene just now, she gritted her teeth, wishing that the young man was immediately in front of her and let him tear apart.

"No, I want to ask the sect for help, the people of the Eastern Spirit Army are here, the army of the Eastern Spirit Army will definitely come soon, and the sect must know all this before it can be dealt with." The female disciple gritted her teeth and rushed towards the outside of the mountain forest.

A black shadow fell in the blink of an eye, passing past the female disciple, seemingly ordinary, the female disciple's eyes suddenly widened, and when she looked back, there was nothing behind her, as if she had just seen an illusion. The female disciple's face was cloudy, and she turned pale in an instant, and finally let out a scream and fled into the distance.

The black shadow shuttled through the mountain forest at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had passed through this mountain forest and stopped at the foot of a mountain.

A handsome man was exposed, a pair of fleshy wings on his back were gently stretched, his eyes looked at the mountain, and his body turned into a black shadow again, and he did not stop until he reached the top of the mountain.

This mountain is not far from the Sword Valley, and it is in the mountain forest, and you can clearly see the black waterfall above the Sword Valley.

Standing on the top of this mountain, the man circled and meditated, looking at the black waterfall calmly, and watched.

Almost as soon as the man was hovering and sitting, where the black waterfall was, the old man guarding the waterfall looked at the place where the mountain was, and couldn't help but sigh, as if he had also discovered the man's existence.

Not far from Sword Valley, on a small hill, Wang Ling stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the place where the black waterfall was located, and felt that it was not bad, so he immediately arranged it.

Start with some simple traps, and then bury a lot of sensors for early warning. Then he waited quietly.

Wang Ling waited while cultivating, and had many calls with the Dongling Legion during this period. The Dongling Army had already set off urgently, and it was the general of that army who was talking to him. The general asked Wang Ling to stop the Snow Palace's actions. After Wang Ling hung up the communicator, he continued to hide on the hill to observe the changes in Sword Valley, and did not continue to interfere with the Snow Palace according to the general's words.

"Wang Ling, the headquarters will arrive in two days, and during this time, you must stop the Snow Palace's plans, including any actions." Inside the communicator, the general wore a beard and spoke righteously.

Wang Ling nodded again and again, indicating that he would definitely complete the task, turned off the communicator, and he sat leisurely on the side, ignoring it no longer.

There are wild fruit trees in this vicinity, and Wang Ling picks some fruits for food, and some fierce beasts are infested, which are also hunted by him to make food.

During this period, the Snow Palace continued to launch onslaught on Sword Valley, and each time it became more and more intense, and it continued. The corpses in the Sword Valley were almost full, but the attacks continued.

Wang Ling looked at this scene strangely, and the people in the Snow Palace seemed to appear in a steady stream, and it seemed that there was still room for power.

"They're guarding against the Dongling Legion." Wang Ling reacted, and he could imagine what would happen when the Dongling Army arrived.

"There must be some way for this Snow Palace to be able to get here easily, otherwise how could so many people hide from the border blockade of the Holy Altar."

During the attack on the Black Waterfall, there were strong men in the Snow Palace, and their strength was no less than that of the old man guarding the Waterfall.

During the battle, the old man guarding the waterfall was wounded, but he still killed the strong man. He relied on a flying sword, which had no handle, was thin, and exuded an infinite murderous aura. Wang Ling recognized Bo Yan from a distance, and did not act rashly, and at the same time had a new understanding of Bo Yan. This sword is really powerful, in the hands of the old man, it can actually kill a strong person of the same level.

"The old man said that I will only be able to retrieve it in ten years, and it will take a long time, but maybe when this Sword Valley is broken, I will be able to retrieve it, after all, there are still some of my consciousness on it." Wang Ling groaned.

After the strong man was killed, the Snow Palace retreated for a while, but the mysterious man who occupied the mountain made a move, and a pair of fleshy wings set off a strong wind, almost blowing the mountain below him away.

This man is powerful, and he is faster like a light.

"Can't give you a respite." The mysterious man spoke coldly.

The old man guarding the waterfall still controlled Bo Yan against the enemy, but the man's arm was as hard as iron, and he grabbed Bo Yan directly, and when he made a loud noise, it seemed that the swords on both sides hit hard, and a ball of sparks erupted from the man's hand, and then, he continued to attack the old man like no one.

Boom -

There was a burst of sound, and it exploded around the old man guarding the waterfall, and the man grabbed Bo Yan again and again, as if he wanted to control this weapon in his hand, and at the same time, his gaze gradually moved to Bo Yan, and his eyes showed essence.

The old man guarding the waterfall seemed to understand all of a sudden, snorted angrily, controlled the thin smoke, and the offensive was even more awe-inspiring.

At first, he stood on the ground, just remotely controlling the thin smoke, and later, the man and sword merged and killed the man at the same time.

The mysterious man slowly fell into the downwind, his expression was calm as usual, he looked out of the Sword Valley, his eyes were like electricity, and he said in a cold voice: "Are you afraid?" ”

The voice reverberated like thunder. Wang Ling felt like thunder echoing in his ears, his head was buzzing, and his body couldn't help but retreat, because what the man was looking at was exactly the direction he was. However, he knew in his heart that the other party would definitely not be talking to him, except for retreating, he was still hiding in place.

Sure enough, not far from him, a figure soared into the air and ran towards the old man guarding the waterfall.

"Let's kill him together, and the treasure will be divided equally." The mysterious man said, but his eyes glanced at the thin cigarette in the hand of the old man guarding the waterfall, revealing a greedy look.

The Snow Palace powerhouse nodded, and attacked the old man directly. The figures of the three people are intertwined, and because the speed is too fast, they can't tell the figures, but obviously, with the addition of the strong man of the Snow Palace, the pressure on the old man guarding the waterfall has doubled.

Wang Ling's eyes were also a little anxious, he naturally hoped that the old man guarding the waterfall would win, but now there was little hope. If the old man fails to do so, the Black Waterfall may fall into the hands of the Snow Palace and the mysterious man, and he doesn't want the Black Waterfall to fail.

"I have to do something." After thinking about it, Wang Ling sadly found that he could not do anything. Both the mysterious man and the Snow Palace powerhouse are too powerful to kill him easily. This is the horror of the strong, and in the face of absolute power, any hope will be dashed.

"But you can't just watch it." Wang Ling was anxious in his heart, and thought of the Dongling Legion, and thought of that general, with the strength of that general, he might be able to stop the mysterious man and the strong man of the Snow Palace.

"Hurry up, as soon as possible, the Black Falls are about to change hands." Wang Ling typed such a sentence in the communicator, and at the same time intercepted a short video of the battle in front of him and sent it, "See, now the situation is gradually moving closer to the Snow Palace, if you come late, you won't even be able to drink the soup." ”

Not long after the message was transmitted, the communicator immediately reacted, and the general appeared, looked at Wang Ling, and said in a solemn tone: "I already know, so we must stop them." ”

"Then hurry up." Wang Ling urged.

"We're already at maximum speed."

"Why is it still so slow, how long has it been, and I still don't want it."

The general's face quickly darkened, "Don't worry, I'll be ......there soon."

Before the words were finished, the picture was directly disconnected.

The general stood in the shuttle fighter, his face was completely gloomy, looking at the empty air, he wanted to contact the other party again, but there was no response for a long time, and the general couldn't help but erupt, "Ah, whose soldier is this." ”

Wang Ling looked at the communicator - the watch on his wrist, and found that there was a message that was not answered, the battle just now was too exciting, he hung up and ignored it, not wanting the other party to send him a communication request immediately after. Now that this request has been canceled, he has the heart to reply, but thinking that the snow palace is nearby, the video communication is easy to be stopped, and finally he replied with a paragraph, "Come quickly, otherwise the daylily will be cold." ”

The general was sulking in the battleship, discussing where to transfer Wang Ling to the abyss of death, when he saw this, he was happy, and a cold smile came out of his mouth, "It's a good daylily is cold, see if I can't clean you up when I get there, come here, what are you doing in a daze, speed up with all your might, if the black waterfall is lost, you all roll me to the abyss of death." ”

"This Eastern Spirit Legion is too slow." Wang Ling became dissatisfied. It's been a few hours of waiting, and in the battle group, the old man guarding the waterfall has already shown his decline, and it looks like he is losing and retreating, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

"It's a pity, you also gave me a nebula stone, or not, that thin cigarette lent to you, and it also increased your strength a lot, otherwise you would have been defeated, and after you die, if your body is still there, I will bury you well as a repayment." Wang Lingnian has words.

If the old man guarding the waterfall heard his words, it is estimated that he will be seriously injured if he does not die. But he was now preoccupied with the fight, flawless and careless of the rest.

"Die." Feeling the old man's decline, the mysterious man's offensive became more and more awe-inspiring, and in the midst of the loud shouts, a phantom image rushed out of his body, the appearance was exactly the same as his body, but it was shrouded in brilliance, and it pierced the void in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the void darkened, clusters of flames burst out, the light in the flames was dazzling, and the figure of the old man guarding the waterfall had been completely submerged.

As the night gradually fell, Wang Ling sat down to rest, his eyes slightly closed, and his consciousness gradually fell into a deep sleep.

A cry pierced the night sky, and I saw a small town, on a white hospital bed, a young girl was holding the baby in her hand with kind eyes, until she shed the last drop of blood, until her eyes were dull, the smile froze on her face, and then the smile enlarged, filling Wang Ling's entire sight.

Wang Ling woke up at this time, looked around, and for some reason, a bitterness rose in his heart. This is a memory of many years ago, and it has always been sealed in his heart, but he didn't expect it to appear in his dream today for some reason. He looked at the Black Waterfall, the battle group was already in a stalemate, and the old man hid under the light curtains, relying on the light curtains to resist the mysterious man and the strong man of the Snow Palace. The light curtain came from the source of the Black Waterfall, and it had been kept safe and sound under the attack of the Snow Palace before, and it was used by the old man as a means to resist the two of them at this time.

Looking at the battle group, Wang Ling sat up and thought with his eyes, "Perhaps, the old man can really hold out until the arrival of the Dongling Legion." ”

If that's the case, he'll be able to take advantage of the chaos and try to make a move.