Pope Liu looked at the crowd of people who were urging the wings of the fighting spirit from all directions, and lightning flew in. Angry yelled, "Everyone, all this is a misunderstanding. I have no intention of making enemies against you, I am here to hunt down Leng Feng. Stop. "Even if he is the Pope of the Snow God Sect, he is not willing to cause trouble in the Realm of Chaos. In particular, this is still the territory of Songjiabao.

Song Hu burst into tears, glanced at the tragic death of Song Third Brother's body, and roared in grief: "No matter what you are doing here, killing my third brother is a fact that cannot be erased. I want you to pay for your third brother's life. "Removing the magic crossbow on his back, his spiritual power locked on the Liu Pope, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

In the midst of a whistling sound, countless magic arrows burst in. Pope Liu secretly complained in his heart, knowing that he had fallen into Leng Feng's trap. The elemental wings swung desperately, narrowly dodging the rain of arrows. Seeing a large number of martial artists, the wings of the fighting spirit were instigated and flew quickly. There was also a burst of fire in my heart. With a fierce shot, the dark sky eyes shrouded down, covering a distance of thousands of kilometers. The power of the soul swept out, easily locking the attacking martial artist, and one after another bone spears shot out like a torrential rain.

Suddenly there were terrible screams and exclamations. A large number of shooters had black eyes, and completely lost their sense of Pope Liu. Blood sprayed in the sky, and figures fell like dumplings. The incomparable bone spear penetrates easily, and the martial artist's body is rich in fighting shield. It brought great damage.

Song Hu's eyes erupted with fire and roared, "Necromancer, all disperse the dark sky, and the rest of the people scatter to find a favorable position." ”

In the killing, Pope Liu also played a real fire. If you don't kill these people, I'm afraid that chasing and killing Leng Feng is just a luxury. I could clearly sense that Leng Feng was hiding in the mine. With the swing of the staff, a powerful skeleton burst out of the ground. With the blessing of the dark sky, he rushed towards the crowd without fear of death.

"Damn, it's an undead creature. Be careful, everyone. ”

"Quickly dispel the dark sky, Lao Tzu can't see anything. ”

"Don't come near me, who the fuck are you?" The guards on the ground, beneath the dark canopy, were thrown into chaos. Hundreds of necromancers, desperately chanting magical spells. Dozens of wind magicians unleash the wind spell at any cost. With the efforts of everyone, the dark sky that was as black as ink gradually began to dissipate.

Groups of guards, led by their respective captains, fought with skeleton minions. But the number of skeleton minions is too great to kill. Instead, they were soon surrounded by a staggering number of skeleton minions and fell into a bitter battle.

Song Hu endured his grief, it seemed that this guy was at least a Holy Demon Master-level necromancer, otherwise he would definitely not be able to summon so many skeleton servants at once. Thinking of this, I know that with the strength of the mining area, it is not the opponent of the other party. hurriedly went out to transmit the notes and connected with Song Jiabao. As long as the reinforcements arrive in time, no matter whether he is a Holy Demon Master strong or not, there is only one way to die.

The line of sight gradually recovered, urging the martial artists with the wings of fighting qi to swarm towards the Liu Pope. The sword roared. The long sword, infused with fighting energy, attacked from all directions. For a while, with the strength of Pope Liu, he was also quite embarrassed. Coupled with the demon-breaking arrows shot by the shooters on the ground, the form is even more precarious.

Pope Liu desperately urged the elemental wings, and the killing intent in his eyes was blazing. Roaring in annoyance, the staff waved again and again, and a large number of ghosts suddenly appeared in the air. The slightly illusory figure rushed towards the martial artist like lightning.

"Damn, it's a ghost!"

"Damn, this thing isn't afraid of physical attacks, and can only be dealt with with Holy Light or Fire magic. ”

"That's too much, isn't it?" a group of martial artists exclaimed in horror as they watched a large number of ghosts fly in.

A samurai roared, and the long sword infused with fighting spirit in his hand slashed down. I saw an illusory ghost, cut in half by a sharp sword. Before the martial artist could breathe a sigh of relief, the body that was divided into two halves was already healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the speed of the ghost was not affected at all, and it crashed into the martial artist's arms. Sharp nails, easily cutting through the sturdy armor, blood gushing, the martial artist screamed and fell down.

"Retreat, retreat quickly......"

A group of martial artists, there is still a lot of care about killing the enemy. Pursued by a large number of ghosts, the souls of the dead fled in all directions. Song Hu looked at this scene, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom. The ghost can be completely killed by the martial artist's repeated blows. But it all takes time. There are so many ghosts, and there is no martial artist who dares to contend with them.

Pope Liu got rid of the threat of the martial artist, and his body fell to the ground like electricity. Controlling the ghosts like a large dark cloud, falling from the sky. Falling into the crowd, an extremely bloody killing unfolded. Pope Liu, who had already killed the red-eyed, continued to summon the skeleton minions. Gradually, the killing spread throughout the mine.

Leng Feng was hiding inside the god-level necklace, and his soul power carefully sensed the battle around him. I knew that these people would not be able to resist for long. Lightning left a soul mark in the depths of the mine. Perform the Ancient Body Quenching Technique Soul Alchemy Technique to temporarily imprison the soul fluctuations. Controlling the formless and colorless god-level necklace, he shot into the void like a fly and desperately escaped.

Terrible screams rang out one after another, and Pope Liu stared at the mine with murderous intent on his face, and his elemental wings waved rapidly, and his body shot towards the mine like electricity. Soon, Pope Liu walked out of the mine with an ugly face. Looking at the bright sky, he roared angrily: "Leng Feng, you can't escape from the palm of my hand. I want you to die a miserable death in agony. Soul Fluctuation gave the order to kill all, and the wings of Dou Qi flicked and flew into the void, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

On the distant horizon, a row of black lines advanced at breakneck speed. With the sound of horses' hooves, a large number of knights rushed into the devastated mining area. As soon as these battle-hardened elite knights entered the mining area, they were stunned by the tragic situation in front of them.

I saw that on the wide square, the corpses that had been dead for a long time were spread all over the ground. The red blood encroached on the wet and soft earth, and the air was full of pungent blood. Stumps and broken arms, as well as human internal organs scattered on the ground, abound, a terrifying scene like Shura's hell.

Song Lun looked at everything in front of him dumbfounded, his eyes full of disbelief. His lips squirmed and he muttered, "How could this be? After receiving the secret report, he led the team to help as soon as possible, but he didn't expect it to be a step too late." ”

An undead holy magister, carefully sensing the remaining elemental fluctuations in the air, frowned, and said coldly: "Lord Song, it should be the necromancer who did it." And it's a person. ”

Song Lun recovered from the shock and hurriedly ordered: "Dismount me and take a closer look to see if there is any life." With the order, a large number of knights rushed into the mining area, carefully examining each of the dead.

Song Lun walked up to an old man, bowed down and saluted: "Lord Zhang Keqing, please also ask your old man to take action and find out the mastermind behind the scenes, I want to avenge the dead Song family's children." Thinking of the dead Third Brother Song and Fourth Brother Song, his eyes were full of sadness.

Zhang Keqing's strength is extremely terrifying, and he is only one step away from being a god-level master. It is also one of the few distinguished guests in Songjiabao. Hearing this, a cold feeling appeared on his face. nodded, and said lightly: "Young Master Song doesn't need to be polite, this is the old man's business." He strode into the middle of the field and took out a brilliant mirror. Powerful magic, full force.

Suddenly, the treasure mirror emitted a dazzling light, and above the bloody clearing, a huge magical image slowly appeared in front of everyone. In the slightly illusory and unclear picture, an old man controls the boundless skeleton servants with murderous intent, wantonly killing the mine guards. One ghost after another wreaked havoc in the crowd, setting off a bloody storm. Song Hu was attacked by the three ghosts and soon fell to the ground. Even the corpses were torn to shreds by the ghosts. The final picture is the old man rising to the sky and disappearing.

As the picture disappeared, a thick murderous aura appeared on Song Lun's face, and he roared coldly: "Snow God Sect, I am inseparable from you......" When he saw the old man in the picture, it was the Liu Pope who captured Leng Feng in Songjiabao, Song Lun felt endless remorse in his heart. According to the information from the subsequent investigation, it was learned that this group of mysterious people was actually from the Snow God Sect. I didn't expect it to be a pack of wolves.

A commander walked up to the furious Song Lun in fear, and reported in a cold sweat: "Great, my lord." The guards stationed in the mining area, including the third master and the fourth master, have all fallen and have not survived. ”

Song Lun took a deep breath, and tears fell from his eyes. Said coldly: "Let the painter draw the appearance of these thieves, issue me a killing order, and I want them to be martyred for my two elder brothers." ”

"Yes, Young Master Song. The commander was shaken in his heart and hurried to accept it. In this vast area, Songjiabao is undoubtedly the most powerful force. It is almost conceivable that these shameless guys must be dead.

Zhang Keqing put away the treasure mirror, and his eyes were shining, as if he was looking at the void in essence. said lightly: "He can't run far, let's chase." ”

A touch of joy appeared on Song Lun's sad face, and he hurriedly scolded the knight to get on the horse, and followed Zhang Keqing out violently.

Leng Feng controlled the god-level necklace and galloped for more than three hours in the barren wilderness. Fang just exited the spirit space. The power of the soul swept out with all his might, and except for some ants, insects and birds, there was not even a single figure around. Leng Feng, who breathed a sigh of relief, touched the sallow human skin mask on his face, summoned the undead horse, and rushed towards the castle on the map at full speed.

It was confirmed after asking the formation mage with the highest realm in the god-level space. As long as you prepare enough magic materials, you can build a small magic circle that is completely isolated from soul fluctuations. Leng Feng has already made a plan to use himself as a bait to completely eliminate the Snow God Sect's pursuers in response to the current situation. What is lacking now is only the precious command banner that the formation mage needs to arrange the killing array. After a series of battles, most of the Order Banner in the hands of the formation mage has been consumed, and it is time to replenish it. When the time comes, it will definitely give the Snow God Sect a big surprise.

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