The three elven kings quickly smeared the blood on the Tongtian Ancient Tree, and with the dark red lines intertwined with the blood, the entire ancient tree instantly shone brightly, and an energy shield that was enough to envelop the entire Elven Forest enveloped the heavens and the earth with the Tongtian Ancient Tree as the starting point.

"What is this?"

"It's like a shield, and it looks so beautiful!"

The arriving vampire legion stopped outside the shield, and countless vampires fanned their bat wings and talked about the colorful energy shield in front of them.

"Go on, you bastards!"

The commander of the Vampire Legion, named Woodin Fearno, shouted and cursed with a loud screech. With elongated eyes, this man was the first human to be transformed into a vampire by Dracula, and is now the leader of the Vampire Legion.

The strength of the blood clan comes from many aspects, and the strength of the first supporter is related to the growth of the strength of the first supporter. Woodin is one of the few humans in the Vampire Legion who has been directly transformed by Dracula. If Dracula is regarded as the ancestor of the Vampire Legion, then Woodin and several people who have been bitten by Dracula himself are the first generation of vampires of the Vampire Legion. And the Woodings who have transformed into vampires, if they embrace others for the first time, they will be bitten by the second generation.

There is a clear hierarchy in the first, first, second, and third generations of vampire legions, and the whole race is like a Brahmin caste system, and the gap between each generation is like a world of difference. Under normal circumstances, the next generation of vampires will never be able to resist the orders of the superior bloodline.

"Yes, sir!"

"Chickens and dogs don't stay!"

The warriors of the Vampire Legion brandished the black spears in their hands, and at Woodin's command, the tiger rushed into the flock into the raised shield of the elves.

"What is this, how the wings don't work, uh"

"It's a forbidden space, everyone reduce the flight distance and prepare for the fall!"

As soon as they entered the protective shield, the vampires flying in the sky immediately felt that their wings weighed about 10,000 catties, and they fell from the air like dumplings.

The elven warriors in ambush were already prepared, and countless elven archers hid behind the trees, cooperating with the swordsmen to begin to surround and kill the vampire legions that rushed into the border.

"Kill!"

The elven warriors waiting at the border rushed out from all directions, and the advance troops of the vampire legion were blocked at the same time at the moment of falling, and the flesh and blood flew for a while.

"Poof!"

An elven swordsman had just plunged a long sword into a vampire's body, but to the elf's disbelief, the vampire's fangs were exposed, and he didn't care about the sword wound on his body, but instead took the elf in his arms and bit the elf's neck.

The bitten elf's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he would be the one who had failed.

Such a scene is played out in countless places, and the elves' bows and arrows and weapons pierce the vampire, as long as they do not hit the heart.

After the initial panic, the vampires quickly launched a counterattack one by one, and the elves in the shock were defeated one after another.

"How could this be, that vampire was hit by more than a dozen arrows, and not even a drop of blood came out!"

"What kind of monster is this, how can it not be killed!"

"Attack their hearts, only by attacking there can you kill them!"

"Don't talk nonsense, these vampires are moving too fast, how can they hit the heart!"

The elves continued to retreat in rage, and from the initial stubborn defense of the border to the evacuation of Rivendell.

The vampires followed the elves in pursuit, and many of the first vampires to enter the border line were covered in scars, but the injuries were as if they had been done to someone else, and none of them died before the heart was hit.

More and more vampires are finding each other's prey, and many vampires who are not lightly injured are constantly reducing their scars as they suck the blood of the elves.

Cursing and exclamations resounded throughout the battlefield, and beside the elven tree in Rivendell, the three elven kings stared at the scene in front of them, and there were doubts in their eyes that could not be dissolved.

"You can't die with more than a dozen arrows in your body, how can you fight such a war!"

The Elven King Elon frowned, and at first Elon felt that as long as these people were forbidden to fly, the elves would be able to give the invaders a head-on blow. But the change in reality was far beyond their expectations, the forbidden sky was forbidden, but on the ground the elves were still defeated all the way, chased by the vampire army behind them like a lost dog.

Elon has been the Elven King for thousands of years, having fought in his first war against Modo and seen countless strange races and powers. But even in the eyes of the well-informed Elon, he has never seen such a strange race, and all of them are immortal.

The three elven kings, two men and one woman, were all full of sadness. The three of them looked at each other as they looked at the elven warriors who had come from the rout, and they all shook their heads in unison.

"This seems to be a new race, I have never seen this kind of power, there is actually a race, all of them have immortal bodies! With all due respect, I think that resistance is a mistake, we don't have the strength to resist the conquest of the Rising Sun Empire, which will cost us a lot. ”

The Elven Queen Galadriel shook her head, she herself did not approve of the war with the Rising Sun Empire, and now the situation was one-sided, which made the beautiful Elven Queen worry.

Queen Galadriel shook her head as she spoke, and after saying that, she looked at her companion, King Kellerpeng, one of the three kings.

Under the eyes of his wife, King Kellerpeng did not agree, if Galadriel is a surrender faction, then King Kellerpeng and King Elon are the staunch main battle faction among the elves.

"The elves love peace, but in order to defend peace, they will never be afraid of anti-aggression wars!"

King Kellerpeng's words are very simple, as one of the three kings of the elves, he could not choose to surrender because of his wife's concept, otherwise he would not have come to Rivendell.

"Let's make a move, before we find the immortal body to restrain the other party, only the three of us can avoid greater losses!" Elon was assertive, and immediately won the approval of the other two kings.

The enemy has already come to the door, and engaging in infighting is the way to die.

Although Queen Galadriel did not approve of this war, the first of the three kings, Elon and King Calebon, both agreed to the war, and Queen Galadriel, who was the last of the three kings, had no right to oppose it at this moment.

After the united front, the three elven kings each stretched out their arms, and with the chanting of elven language, little light gathered from all directions.

The chanting of the three elven kings was like an ancient summoning, and every plant and tree in Rivendell flew out of it with the chanting.

Countless milky white spots representing the light of life converge under the invisible guidance. These points of light gathered more and more, and together they formed the eternal elven light, like the sun, hanging horizontally above Rivendell.

As soon as the milky white sun appeared, the light pierced the darkness and gave life to the vast area.

Under such light, many injured elves recovered quickly. On the contrary, the light shining on the warriors of the vampire legion brought about a diametrically opposite scene.

"What, how can this be?"

"My body, ahhh

The vampire shrouded in light let out a scream, and the black smoke on his body grew thicker and thicker, turning into ashes in the cracked skin.

All the vampires who stepped into the white light died tragically, except for a few powerful first- and second-generation vampires, who could rely on their strength to struggle out of the light area, and the others could not get close to the light at all.

"What's going on, why do our people, as if exposed to the sun, turn into ashes in an instant!" Wooding, with his skin peeled open, is like a corpse that has been in the desert for countless years.

Woodin gripped an intact vampire with a hideous face, and he roared loudly to vent his anger. Now that tens of thousands of vampires have died tragically under the white light, how can he explain to the above.

The surrounding vampires did not dare to look at Wooding's gaze, and none of them dared to touch Wooding's brow for fear of setting himself on fire.

"These white lights are life force, and you half-dead vampires certainly can't touch them. Hehe, these elves can really hit by mistake, and I'm going to make a move! ”

When the vampires were unable to advance or retreat, an old monk wearing a lama hat walked slowly from a distance.

The old monk raised his head and looked at the milky white sun with gloomy eyes, it was Pudu Cihang, who was sent by Zhang Yao to act as an envoy.

Along the way, countless vampires standing in the way of the front involuntarily lowered their heads and respectfully moved out of the way.

"National Teacher!" Wooding, who seemed to be burned all over his body, stood aside and looked at Pudu Cihang.

"Stand down, I'm going to go all out in a while, if I hurt you by mistake, Your Majesty won't be able to explain it!"

Pudu Cihang smiled with flowers, showing the color of great compassion in his true appearance, and there was an illusion that the Buddha had come to the world and was about to purify all sentient beings.