Chapter 464: Elven Priest Qing Su [1]

"Kill!"

"Damn it! You all deserve to die!"

"Bastard, don't panic, kill Lao Tzu!"

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"You gangs of villains, you are so ferocious, His Majesty the Elf ** King will definitely not let you go!"

"The moon ** god will definitely protect the elves!"

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Just as Zhao Danni was about to squat down and wash her face, there was a sound of fighting in the distance.

Zhao Danni hesitated slightly, and immediately looked into the distance, but her eyes were blocked by the dense forest, and she couldn't see anything, she sank slightly, and quietly walked towards that place at the moment.

After arriving at the scene silently, Zhao Danni hid in the leafy treetops. Not far away is a small mountain village with beautiful mountains and rivers, and a group of black-clothed warriors riding on flying beasts are flying up and down, frantically attacking a group of panicked pointy-eared elves.

There are two kinds of flying beasts under the black-clothed warrior, except for a few griffins the size of calves, the rest are all black and white cloud eagles.

According to Ziyi's memory, although the cloud carving degree is good, it has no attack ability, and it is a low-level flying magical beast, while the griffin is extremely terrifying, not only fast, but also infinitely powerful. Grab it with one claw, and the elves are often grabbed by them with **belt**, and they have to be seriously injured if they don't die.

With great mobility and impact, the black-clothed warrior roared while holding his bloody sword and rushed left and right. At the same time, the elves are desperately +**** resisting under the command of an old man, and the arrows are like clouds. After each dark green ** long arrow roared, a black-clothed warrior would fall to the ground, and the lightning-like degree and the accuracy of a hundred steps piercing Yang made the black-clothed warrior unable to defend himself, and the two sides were inseparable.

These two sides have already killed the red eye!

Suddenly, Zhao Danni's eyes lit up. I saw a black elf young ** behind the old man, graceful and graceful, long and fluttering, the whole person was as beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water against the backdrop of that elf skirt, Zhao Danni Even if she was a ** person, she couldn't help but be shocked by the beauty and temperament of this elf young **, at this sight, she even gave birth to an inexplicable feeling of self-shame.

After the elf young ** held a dark green ** staff and muttered** for a moment, she raised her hand and sent out a black ** aura. Everywhere they went, the black-clothed warriors were slow to move, and they were dipped in a body of super glue, and they were killed one by one by the elves who carried arrows like gods.

"Quick, arrest that elf ** priest!" After losing a few warriors, a young **** with the appearance of a leader was angry and ordered loudly. Soon, a team of elite black-clothed samurai frantically pounced on Changmei**.

Seeing the black-clothed warriors rushing over with murderous vigour, Changmei** took a few steps back nervously, and then held the dark green** staff in his hand and muttered. Soon, there was a surging fluctuation in the air, followed by a 'crunch, crunch'-like muffled sound, the nearby towering trees turned into deadwood giants more than ten meters high.

Under the command of Changmei**, the deadwood giant stepped on heavy steps to kill the black-clothed warriors, and with a strong knock on the wooden stick the size of a water tank in his hand, he smashed the black-clothed warriors and their mounts into a puddle of **mud.

"Hallucinations? No, it's real! This world is really wonderful and bizarre!"

Zhao Danni's **** eyes looked at the dead wood giants turned from towering trees in disbelief, and she was a little surprised in her heart.

Although she has experienced a lot, in this world, compared with her previous life in modern society, she still has a feeling of sudden dream.

The skin of the deadwood giant is **brown**, and the skin is covered with dense stripes, similar to the annual rings on the wood, round and round. **The muscles are high and bulging one by one, and from a distance, they look like a piece of solid basalt.

The joints such as the knees and elbows are covered with spikes, although they are only as sharp and sharp as the saddle and the elbows, Zhao Danni has no doubt that this thing can penetrate the strongest human skull at once.

The weapon in the Deadwood Giant's hand was suffocating, not so much a giant wolf tooth bang as a giant log, and Zhao Danni felt that this thing was thicker than the beams used to build the brick house in her hometown. She has no doubt that if this stick is smashed, I am afraid that even the modern strong ** tank will be shot into a pile of rotten iron.

Shocking, really shocking!

Zhao Danni was dumbfounded, and the black-clothed warriors were even more numb. The Deadwood Guardian is one of the protection cards of the forest elves, with the strongest height and infinite strength. Although they knew that it was very likely that they would encounter such a terrible guy, the black-clothed warriors never expected that the ** priest would summon a full twenty-five at once.

Under the command of the black-clothed ** priest, the deadwood guard strode towards the black-clothed warrior 'bang, bang, bang', and raised a large ** dust with every step. Although the movement was slow, one step was nearly ten meters, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the black-clothed warriors.

When the stick was knocked down, it was like thunder and a muffled sound, smashing the black-clothed warrior and his mount into a puddle of ** mud and crushing out a pool of scarlet blood.

Caught off guard, in the face of the deadwood guards, which were more than ten meters high, the black-clothed warriors slapped the cloud sculptures or griffins below them in horror, and tried their best to rise into the air. Although these deadwood guards in front of them have not yet advanced, their sturdy bodies are not yet something that they can deal with, and no one can seriously injure these elven protectors except for the magicians who accompany them.

Under the cover of the Deadwood Guards, the elves counterattacked, and the dark green** long arrows continued like dense raindrops, turning the nearby black-clothed warrior** into hedgehogs. All of a sudden, the spirits were in high spirits.

Before they had time to take off and dodge, some of the black-clad warriors rode the flying beasts in terror to dodge, but soon they realized that it was all in vain. Either they were turned into hedgehogs by the elves, or they were swatted like flies by the deadwood guards. Then, as a tractor-sized foot board was pressed down, it was crushed alive into a thin ** cake......

This scene can see Zhao Danni jī** pimple.

"Wind Soaring Technique, Hurry!" Seeing that the Deadwood Guard was invincible, the frightened young **** voice ordered, "All the magicians stand back and bless the warriors with the Wind Soaring Technique, quickly!"

After the heavy losses, the young man of the ** eagle was furious, staring at the black-clothed Chang Mei ** who was holding a dark green ** staff on the ground, and gritted his teeth with hatred. According to the mercenaries' intelligence, this is just a small elf tribe, I thought it could be easily broken in one fell swoop, but I didn't expect that there would be so many deadwood guards guarding it.

"After that's enough, I'll sell you to the lowest ** courtyard, and let you pick up seventy or eighty barbarians a day," the young man cursed viciously. Only by selling these young and beautiful elves to various nobles or slave traders or **courtyards can we compensate for this loss, otherwise it will be a big loss.