As soon as those underground elves opened their mouths and shouted, a strong smell of wine spread in the air, Feng Luofan frowned, glanced at Kong Wuji, and said in his heart, these underground elves are not good, I feel more unreliable than the dozen or so dryad clans before!

After a short rest, three treemen, five underground elves, and three humans headed for the abyss where the dragon was.

The forest became sparse, and the snowflakes above the sky, fluttering snowflakes floating in the air, falling on the ground, crystal clear, like the elves dancing in the world, innocent and mischievous.

This is a cliff, the forest is cut off by this cliff, the cliff is extremely steep, under the cliff is the dew abyss that was originally full of mist, but it is no match for the cold winter, as if a certain magician cast an ice spell, the original rushing water has not yet gathered momentum, has turned into ice.

The rime hanging above the trees beside the abyss was as clear as crystal, like a jewel, like a pearl.

A breeze blew and fell, like a gently falling blue yarn, like a dream.

"The dragon is in the cave on the other side of the abyss. You and your human friends go to the other side of the cliff. Taishi said to the wind and sailing.

"Then what do we need to do?" Feng Luofan said strangely, already feeling that the atmosphere was a little wrong, could it be that he was going to use us as bait again?!。

"We need you to cover us to slaughter that dragon. ”

"So, do you need a sneak attack?" Kong Wuji said lightly, he couldn't help it anymore, these few short underground elves, except for the guy named Taishi who was slightly reliable, the others were in a drunken state all the time.

"Just do what I say. The Ancient Tree Seed and the Dream Staff are in the Dragon's Lair, don't give up here!"

"Okay, I'll just do what you say. Feng Luofan thought about it, after all, this tree man is a real tree man, so as not to harm himself, Feng Luofan jumped up and landed at the far end of the cliff.

"Alright, now, let's start, slay the dragon!" Taishi motioned to his assistant Aban, who had followed, to begin.

Aban took out a purple gourd from his bosom and uncovered it, revealing a powerful and pure power gushing out. The other three Underground Elves climbed atop the heads of the three Treants and each set up a small mortar.

And the Void and the Sunny Rain are idle, and the wind and sails stand on the other side of the cliff.

"It's the power of the elves!" exclaimed Ku Wuji.

"Yes, this elven dragon has been expelled by the elven alliance for thousands of years, and the one he hates the most is the elves. ”

A huge elven dragon broke through the fog: "Elf, why does it smell like elves?!"

"I'll pull it in, you tree people are not annoying, shameless and perverted! For more than a hundred years, you have come to annoy me every few days, and you have come to annoy me every few days, so that I have not slept peacefully! And you humans, underground elves, are you full of food, and you are nosy here. ”

"Yo, today the four major races of the elves, the underground elves, the human race, and the treants have joined forces?! Do you want to divert the tiger from the mountain, and then take the opportunity to let these humans come in and steal it? You weak creatures, I can destroy you by spitting! A while ago, more than a dozen of your dryads also played this trick, and they were basically killed by me. ”

The dragon landed in the sky above the wind and sails: "Hey, this human, I know you, you cannon fodder, are you a trap?" The elven dragon roared, and a wave of magic fell on the wind and sail, and this magic inspired the vibration of the surrounding magic elements, and the space around the wind and the sail shook with the vibration of this magic, and the earth and the earth began to shatter.

"No......" Wei Qingyu shouted, but the fragmentation of the space then broke the time and space, and the slightest trace of blood filled the clothes on Wei Qingyu's body.

After many days of hurrying and encountering heartbroken things, the magic power of Weiqing Yu was already exhausted, and he could not defend against the power of this dragon.

The elven dragon paused in mid-air, its cold and deep eyes, but like a king, looking down on the humble creatures on the ground.

Once the dryads had used all their magic, they could not resist the attacks of the elven dragons who had been hit by the magic of the Traces of Rot. Dozens of Treant warriors were reduced to ashes under the roar of the Elven Dragon.

Now, what can these weak and humble humans and underground elves who can only hide underground to survive do to the elven dragons?

The Underground Elf Priest stood on the ground, so weak and small against the dragon floating in the air, and the musket in his hand was even smaller.

It was an old musket, the barrel and grip of which were as mud-coloured, so plain and unremarkable. But if you look at the deep barrel, you can't see the end, you can't see the border. Life is like mustard seeds with Sumeru, and the heart is like a fine dust!

The elven dragon's pupils contracted suddenly, even though it was only a beast dragon, he also knew that this gun, one of the three famous guns, was a thousand dusts!

"It's you, the master of the current generation of Daqian Mochen!This gun has been passed down for a thousand years, the second generation of the master!" The elven dragon was shocked.

Since it was created by the first generation of masters, it has been like a god of death, harvesting life so casually and gracefully, whether it is an orc man or a woman, whether it is an orc warrior or a wizard. And at this moment, it appeared again, and appeared in front of him, in the hands of an underground elf who he had never looked at, so weak.

The muzzle of the dust spewed out a faint light, silent, as if nothing.

As powerful as the elven dragon has sensed this change, but he wants to dodge in the sea of consciousness, but he finds that his body, and even his soul have been imprisoned in a huge world, he is so small, so humble, and in this world, the silver dust in the sky is spinning, and in the center of these silver dust, there are hundreds of millions of silver threads connecting heaven and earth, running through the body, consciousness, and soul of the elf dragon...... It seemed to last for 100,000 years, until eternity.

The elven dragon's massive body fell from mid-air, turning into a hard ice dragon in the icy world, shattering into countless pieces.

The underground elf Taishi sighed, "The world is weaker than water, and the attacker can win." Rest in peace for your arrogance, lowly elven dragon!"

Killed with one shot! This unsightly underground elf turned out to be the third killer on the dark web killer list!

Feng Luofan was shocked, such a powerful elven dragon was killed by a single shot.

And what was even more shocking was that the gun named Daqian Weichen was facing him at the moment.

"Human Wind Falls, as you can think now, my big dust will take a little bit of preparation time before flipping the switch, but that's for an extremely strong opponent, and you can flip the switch at any time. In the hunt order, your head is worth 10,000 crystals, which is a lot of money. The underground elf Taishi smiled and said, "Oh, it's wrong, you've been canceled from the dark group mission, and now you're hanging in the dark web bounty, 100,000 gold coins, well, less than the previous two days, but it's still a good reward." ”

"The bounty has changed a lot, and the nature of the mission has changed all the time, so it seems that your bounty is a vendetta. Do you want to be killed?" the Underground Elf still held the barrel of the gun.

"This, no one wants to be killed, and I don't want to, can you not kill me?!" asked Feng Luofan.

"You can pay ten times the bounty for your life, or you can pay a hundred times the bounty for me to help you kill your opponent!"

Ten times! A hundred times! It's too profitable to be a killer!

"You mean in 100,000 gold coins?" Feng Luofan looked at the Empty Endless Dao, ten times the 100,000 gold coins that is one million gold coins, and a hundred times is 10 million gold coins!

"This amount is not a big amount, think about it, you are such a human, the hunt order is worth a million gold coins. Then the person who is willing to spend a million gold coins is either rich and rivals the country or has power in the world. Then the other person who erased this person's pursuit order from the dark group mission is even more powerful, and with such a powerful background, one million, ten million is not a problem. ”

The wind fell and the sail shuddered, and glanced at the rain and the sky. This erased the hunt order from the mission of the dark group will definitely not be Weiqing and Kongwuji, because the three of them have been together, is it Dream Makeup? Ziling or Night Wish Leader?

"As a top killer, it is estimated that your old man will also investigate the background of the younger brother, who is a poor man and an orphan, working as a handyman in the library of the Mangrove Magic School, and can only earn ten silver coins a month. The principal of the Mangrove School of Magic and Wizardry saw that I was kind and kind-hearted, so he made me a transfer student to practice magic, but I never thought that I would offend the son of your family, and the transfer student would not be able to do it, and the handyman would not be able to do it, so I fell into an endless chase and fell here. Heaven has the virtue of a good life, God also has a heart of compassion, God has a heart of mercy for all people, I have a grateful heart; I have always been grateful to the teacher of the management office of the Mangrove Magic School that made me a handyman, so that I can earn money to support myself; I have always been grateful to the principal of the Mangrove Magic School that made me a transfer student, so that I can study and practice and be self-reliant; now, I want to thank you for your grace of not killing, let me live, I give you a gold coin every year, and the remaining twenty silver coins are enough for me to live for a year......"

The gun in the hands of the underground elf priest almost fell, and he was silent for a long time, "This, okay, okay...... Since this elven dragon has a mountain of rare treasures, I will not see you today. ”

The underground elf priest put away the gun in his hand and yelled at the four underground elves: "You are going to start working, I hired you to carry the treasure, not to let you come here to make a living!"

It turned out that those four underground elves were only recruited to work as coolies!

The Treant Prophet led everyone into the huge cave of the elven dragon, and on the stone platform deep in the elven dragon's cave there was a silver-white seed shaped like a heart, and the seed faintly exuded an endless breath of life, and there was a warm current around the seed, as if spring had already come to the world. This is the seed of an ancient tree in the tree's mouth.

Next to the seeds of the ancient tree, there is a staff shaped like a dry branch and covered with ancient runes, this is the Dream Staff! The Underground Elves are not very interested in these, so the Dream Staff allows Wind Falling Sail to be in the bag.

After the Treant Prophet got the ancient tree seeds, he rushed straight into the jungle.

"Wind Falling Sail, have you noticed that there seems to be a strange atmosphere in it?!" Kong Wuji looked worriedly at the distant backs of the tree people, "When the tree man prophet first met us, he was even a demon corpse sentimental for a long time, and he sold the corpse, and this giant dragon died so miserably, they didn't have the heart to look at it, they hurriedly came in and took the ancient tree seeds and ran." "Empty and leisurely.

"Could it be that there is a fraud in it?!" said the wind and sails, "Let's run!"

"But there's a dark web superkiller here, where are we going?" Kong Wuji looked at the injured Weiqingyu, and said worriedly.

"Follow the treeman!" Wind Falling Fan finished speaking, and he pulled up the door to open the teleportation door before the rain or rain, and pulled it away in the direction that the Treant Prophet was far away.

In the depths of the elven dragon cave, there was a cursing voice from afar: "Hateful, shameless, despicable treemen! We have been deceived! This elven dragon is just a poor egg, the whole cave has been rummaged, not even a single gold coin, only a few leftover blue dragon eggs!"