Leng Feng had just put Xue Wushuang into the god-level ring, and before he could recover from his excitement, there was already a violent roar at the solid gate of the stone hall, and there was already a violent roar, and the incomparably incomparably fluctuating magic power swept in, and it seemed that there should be many magicians who were trying to break the door with all their might. Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked down the stone steps and quietly hid behind a stone pillar, waiting for the arrival of these people.

After a long time, bursts of irrepressible cheers rang out in the sky. The sound of chaotic footsteps swarmed in. These people walked quickly into the main hall, and their mouths burst into exclamation from time to time. A man said suspiciously, "How can there be such a rich ice element here?"

"It's not good! You think this place should be the first to go. There should have been an ice mage. ”

"Damn, they got ahead of us, and it looks like we're doomed to waste. The magicians muttered discontentedly. tried his best to open the tomb, but he didn't expect that the fruits of victory had been picked by others, which is undoubtedly the most depressing thing in the world.

"Everybody shut up and whined. We'll go to the next grave right away. In addition, the order was sent down to the brethren to be careful and beware of ice magicians. The man in the lead scolded with a displeased face, led a large number of necromancers, and slowly walked out.

"Stop, I said Boss Xia, I'm not satisfied with your speed!!" Leng Feng smiled happily. Turning around, he emerged from behind the stone pillar.

"Oh my God, isn't this the Marquis of Cold?"

"Leng Feng, why are you here?" Xia Han looked over suspiciously, and asked puzzled. Didn't Leng Feng lead people to attack the Snow God Sect? Why did he appear here?

Leng Feng walked out under the suspicious gaze of everyone. Looking at Boss Xia, who was full of puzzlement, he smiled and said, "I was chased and killed, and then fell off the cliff, but I didn't expect to come to this tomb." By the way, how's going on on your side? ”

At the Royal Academy of Magic of Kadia, Xia Han, who ranked first in the battle power list of the undead, was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect that with Leng Feng's strength, he would be hunted down and killed, so you can imagine how powerful that mysterious ice magician is. His firm eyes were full of worry and said, "Leng Feng, who is the ice mage who is chasing and killing you, who can actually force you into such an embarrassment?"

Leng Feng thought of the ethereal and immortal Xue Wushuang in the necklace, and his heart swelled with great pride, and he waved his hand and said indifferently: "The ice method that chased and killed me has been eliminated by me." No need to panic. ”

Boss Xia suddenly felt relieved when he heard this, and hurriedly reported to Leng Feng that the undead were the harvest of the tomb group. The cadets of Kadia are in complete control of the area. With a large number of magic scrolls and the assistance of the array mages sent by Leng Feng, he broke through more than a dozen tombs in one fell swoop and obtained Daliang's precious magic equipment. The weapons on everyone's bodies, all of them have changed their strength for shotguns.

After listening to Boss Xia's report, Leng Feng nodded with satisfaction, and said with appreciation: "Boss Xia, thank you for your hard work." The burial area of the dead is up to you. I must now rush to the Ice Burial Zone, where is there still a battle waiting for me. I don't know what happened to Guo Tian and Situ Fan?"

Leng Feng carefully instructed Boss Xia, summoned the undead horse, and quickly drove towards the ice burial area. After leaving everyone's line of sight, behind Leng Feng, a pair of huge bone wings suddenly appeared, and in the magic turmoil, the figure flew into the air like electricity, and under the urging of the magic power, it turned into an afterimage and flew forward quickly.

In the ice burial area, in the dense forest, two teams of magicians are killing endlessly at the expense of magic. The turbulent magic fluctuations spread far away. Under the roar of magic, the earth revealed deep pits and ravines. The battle was fierce.

Countless disciples of the Snow God Sect, under the command of a wind-type man, attacked with all their might at the expense of their magic power. The incomparably powerful magic gradually compressed the range of activities of the Kadia students. It seemed that the Kadia students who were surrounded by it obviously couldn't hold out for long.

"Your Highness, we will soon be able to achieve final victory. This place where the gods have fallen with countless treasures will soon belong to my Snow God Cult. One of the deacons said excitedly.

"Until the last moment, we must not speak of victory. I don't know how Xue Wushuang is doing now?" said the Wind Saint Son with a worried face. In his heart, he was secretly worried about the fairy-like snow Wushuang.

The deacon's face was full of excitement, and then he said confidently: "Although His Royal Highness the Holy Son can rest assured, with the Snow Fairy personally chasing and killing, even if Leng Feng escapes to the ends of the earth, he will not be able to get rid of the fate of being killed." Victory must belong to my Snow God Cult. ”

The Wind Son looked up at the sky where the north wind was howling, and muttered, "I hope so!"

Situ Fan and Guo Tian loudly commanded the battle between the students, and they always fought on the front line at the cost of magic. Through the terrifying killing array inscribed by the formation mage, he finally gave the Snow God Sect great damage, but it also exposed his position, so he was surrounded by the red-eyed Snow God Sect disciples. The fierce battle lasted for a day and a night, and both sides were exhausted. The tide of the battle is becoming more and more unfavorable for the Cadia side. With a steady stream of Snow God Sect disciples rushing to reinforce them, in the end, the students of Kadia were trapped in this not very vast woods and struggling.

"I don't know how Leng Feng is doing now, against the Holy Maiden of the Snow God Sect, I'm afraid that it will be more than auspicious!" Situ Fan gasped rapidly, trying his best to control the skeleton, and resisting the increasingly crazy attack of the Snow God Sect with all his might.

"We should believe in Leng Feng, even if the Holy Maiden of the Snow God Sect wants to kill Leng Feng, it is impossible to do it. Guo Tian muttered profusely. If it weren't for Leng Feng leaving Leng Tian and Leng Huo behind, these two Saint Son-level powerhouses, as well as a large number of subdued war servants, would have been breached by the Snow God Sect long ago.

Evian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the disciples of the Snow God Sect kept rushing in. One by one, powerful magic is constantly being released. He didn't care about the consumption of mana, as well as the multiple bleeding injuries on his body.

Seeing this, Guo Tian scolded angrily: "Evian, quickly retreat for me, you are fucking crazy......"

Situ Fan glanced at it in a hurry, and sighed helplessly in his heart. I wanted to dissuade him, but when I thought of Evian's tragic experience, I couldn't say anything when the words came to my lips. had to send a group of war servants to protect them desperately.

"Guo Tian, forget it. Let Evian vent! She didn't choose to commit suicide, she was already very strong. Situ Fan sighed in a low voice.

"But ......" Guo Tian thought for a while, and breathed a sigh of helplessness. His eyes were full of murderous intent, desperately unleashing magic.

With the wings of the Hades, Leng Feng quickly flew over the ice burial area. The sea of consciousness clearly sensed the exact location of the war servants. The wings of Hades stirred violently, and his body flew forward like electricity.

After a long time, in the sky as high as 10,000 meters, Leng Feng faced the cold wind as cold as a knife, and his eyes were as bright as stars, carefully observing the battle below. His brows furrowed tightly, "Damn, how could this be?" Not only was the Kadia trainee surrounded, but the defense line was gradually shrinking under the attack of the Snow God Sect, and it was obvious that it couldn't hold out for long. In the sea of consciousness, more than half of the soul fragments of the war servant disappeared. God knows what a tragic battle Situ Fan and Guo Tian and others have experienced.

Leng Feng looked beyond the dense forest, tents. Knowing that this was the enemy's command post, he hurriedly flew into the sky. Decreasing in height at a breakneck speed. At a distance of less than three hundred meters from the ground, the Death Staff in his hand waved violently, and in the turmoil of the dark element, one by one powerful lord-level skeletons appeared in the air and fell to the ground like dumplings.

Among the large number of guards of the Snow God Sect, one of the captains was sensitive to the breath of the undead coming from above, and looked up suspiciously. Suddenly, his dark face was full of shock. I saw skeletons one by one, bone knives flashing with a sharp luster, falling from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Stunned to see this scene, and then reacted, the captain roared in horror: "Enemy attack, everyone be careful......

One by one, the disciples of the Snow God Sect were nervously looked around by the captain's warning. In the pop, the lord-level skeletons that fell from the sky easily smashed the magic shields on the magicians one by one, and in the terrifying screams, dozens of Snow God Sect disciples were killed on the spot one by one by the bone spears as black as ink. After landing on the ground, the lord-level skeleton, under the control of Leng Feng, rushed towards the tent with great momentum.

"What's going on?" said the Wind Son as he heard the noisy screams outside, and the aura of the undead became more and more intense, and his face changed drastically.

At this moment, a panicked Snow God Sect disciple rushed into the tent full of anxiety. He roared in horror: "Your Highness the Holy Son, the enemy is attacking. The skeleton that came out of nowhere has already invaded the stronghold. ”

"What? What the hell is Captain Lin doing to eat? Actually let the enemy sneak in. One of the deacons scolded, murderously.

The Wind Saint Son waved his hand and said coldly, "Get rid of the enemy who has infiltrated." His eyes returned to the map on his desk and he studied it carefully. In his opinion, no matter who it is, there is only one way to break into the show. More than a dozen powerful deacons picked up their staffs one after another and walked out quickly.

The Wind Saint Son's eyes widened suddenly, and he casually unleashed a terrifying wind blade, which cut through the tent like a withering and decaying body, and escaped in a rather embarrassed roll.

The scorching flames rose and devoured the largest tent in an instant. If it weren't for the Wind Saint Son, who sensed the fluctuation of the fire system's magic power in advance, I am afraid that it would be more and less auspicious by now.

"Damn...... What's going on?" the Wind Son got up from the ground with an ugly face. The eyes full of murderous intent looked coldly at the skeletons that were raging all around. A black shadow flashed abruptly in front of him, and he felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the arm holding the staff had fallen to the ground shoulder to shoulder. The unbearable pain hit.

Yes...... The Wind Son looked at his arm on the ground in horror, blood gushing from his shoulder.

Leng Feng sneered, and with a slight wave of the Hades Wings, his body shot forward like electricity. The Nether Sword in his hand, with his fighting spirit, resisted the throat of the Wind Saint Son. He mocked disdainfully: "Snow God Sect Holy Son, order your subordinates to surrender!" When he used a magic scroll to attack this tent, he saw the fleeing man at a glance. The badge of the Holy Son on his chest suddenly made Leng Feng have the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first.

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