A large part of the lantern man's hunch can be seen as bad news, at least that's what Birmingham thinks now, regent Yaoyue doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and the skeleton Rasfil has entered the dragon's belly, as for himself, I'm afraid he can only be regarded as a burden, after all, in the face of a mythical dragon, and the rumored four-pillar demon god, even if Birmingham is optimistic, he will not think that they still have the strength to fight now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The living, do you seem to be desperate?" the lantern bearer could feel the transformation of his inner life the most, the original surging battle spirit began to cool, replaced by a feeling of helplessness, and no matter who fell into this predicament, the thought of rebellion would no longer arise.

"No, just adjust your mood. Birmingham pursed his lips, and the long sword in his hand did not dare to relax for a moment, and now slackening meant death.

Feeling the insincerity of her servant's words, the lantern man was silent, and now she can only convey her only remaining strength to her servant without reservation, believing that he can get through this difficulty, and I don't want to think about the rest of the things anymore, only believing that it may be the best aid to Birmingham.

The energy flowing slowly in the sword made Birmingham's sluggish mood a little uplifted, knowing that it was the wordless support of the lantern bearer, Birmingham's pursed lips also hooked a trace of arc, after all, there were still Windrangers and Wind Chasers, and listening to the tone of Windranger, he seemed to have a chance to win, and he should be able to rely on him.

If the Windranger knew what his teammates were thinking at this moment, he would definitely surrender to the Four Pillars Demon God, announce that he would join the camp of hell and become the first corrupted ancient Elf King, of course, this kind of behavior that will go down in history is a little difficult for the Windranger who is clean and self-conscious, but it may still be a chance to give up resistance, but now Birmingham may not see the surrender of an ancient Elf King, just because the Elf King who looks like Zhengtai slowly raised his right hand, and the green breath condensed and gathered around him like the wind, as if he had heard a call。

Listening to all things, gifting talents, the regent Yaoyue sneered, and the practice of extreme disgust appeared in the hands of the ancient elf king again, the air was surging, everything was roaring, and green lines flashed in the eyes of the windranger, and each green line represented the soul trajectory of every living being.

"Listening to all things, peering into the soul, this is against the teachings of the Goddess. "Compared to the Windranger who uses the gift of talent to spy on the soul trajectory of all things, the lantern man who is the master of the long river of souls is born to see this gorgeous and mysterious soul operation, and it is precisely because of this that she will feel extremely strange about the behavior of the Windranger at this moment, yes, the goddess has given the elves the gift of listening to all things, but this does not mean that they can peep at the soul of this world at will, as the price of touching the authority of the goddess, every peep represents the fall of an elf, and now the elf king is unscrupulous and wanton peeping, and does not care at all that behind the use of this talent is the disappearance of the fire of his life。

"What are you doing, Windranger!" was no longer respectful, or what Windranger was doing at the moment had lost the respect that Song of the Wind Chaser had done for him.

"What are you doing, naturally for the ultramarines, for the elves, for the atonement. "Old, for the first time, Birmingham heard from the mouth of this Shota that was difficult to conceal, and the tone of the Windranger was more low and weak than before.

"For ultramarines, do you know what you represent with this talent!"

"What, it means that those old immortals in your mouth have finally returned to the embrace of the goddess without regrets, are you right, Lord the Four Pillars Demon God. The Windranger tilted his head sideways, looked at the four-pillar demon god who didn't say a word, and asked with a chuckle.

"Moths to the fire, after all, nothing came of it. The palm of the four-pillar demon god's virtual grip slowly loosened, aiming at the windranger who was hovering with green breath, and as the four-pillar demon god moved, the corrupted dragon, the demon god's new pet Leviathan, also aimed his gaze and giant mouth at the seemingly delicate ancient elf king.

"Yes, sure enough, the souls of you demons are all muddy and dirty. The pupils that shimmered green swept away the pitch-black demon god, and in the eyes of the ancient elf, it was a cloudy black, like a mass of black yarn tangled together.

"My soul is purer than you are now, because you are killing your own kindred. "The Windranger's words didn't arouse the disgust of the Four Pillars Demon God, at least not yet, but they were full of interest.

Listening to the talent of all things, the Four Pillars Demon God has also heard of it, and naturally knows the price of this talent, judging from the current situation and the anger of the Wind Chaser, this ancient elf king seems to have passed on this price to other elves with the help of some secret method, and used it to use the favor bestowed by this god unscrupulously.

"Forty-ninth. As a member of the Elven Kings, she naturally knew what the string of numbers in the Windranger's mouth represented, which meant that forty-nine Elven Kings had paid for this talent.

"It's weird, the living. ”

"What's strange?" Birmingham was puzzled.

"That ancient elf king is looking for something, and he will not hesitate to consume the lives of forty-nine elf kings for this. ”

Forty-nine elf kings, this is not a simple number, at least this number makes the four-pillar demon god's interested face become extremely ugly, she also senses what this ancient elf seems to be looking for, and this thing may cause disadvantage to her current situation, thinking of this, as a villain, the four-pillar demon god does not have the good cultivation of his predecessors, so that his opponent can make a big move to turn the tables, that is not his own style.

The palm of the hand aimed at the Windranger clenched instantly, the twisted power was tried, the surging air stopped flowing, the cascading space attacked everyone again, and the black vortex also appeared on the body of the Windranger, along with the vortex, there was also the unrivaled roar of the demon dragon Leviathan, and the hideous face and fangs pierced the space and pounced on the Windranger.

"Fifty-seventh!" The raised palm gently brushed in front of him, and the black vortex dissipated in an instant with this understatement, all things have souls, and this vortex is no exception, seeing through the essence of the soul's operation, and directly attacking the node where the soul trajectory intersects, this is the method that the lanternman once helped Birmingham repel the six-pillar demon god, and now it is repeated again in the hands of the Windranger.

"Seventy-sixth!" the figure dissipated and reappeared, the Windranger had come behind the demon dragon Leviathan, fine wrinkles crawled all over his forehead, silver frost was scattered between his hair, and the swirling green aura was also fading little by little, dim.

Instead of placing his raised palm behind the demon dragon Leviathan, or even on the chest of the Four Pillars Demon God, the Windranger just spread his palm lightly, as if weakly, and his palm swirling with green aura landed in front of him, landing in the empty air.

"Eighty-four!" with a long cry of vicissitudes of life, with a high-spirited posture and endless regret, this palm fell on the empty place, and also fell on the place where he had been looking for a long time.

"World Soul!" The irrepressible exclamation, the unimaginable behavior, the seemingly fluttering palm, in the eyes of the lantern man, fell on the soul node of the world in this mirror, this ancient elf king shattered the node that supported this world, and that palm destroyed the world, but also destroyed himself and the rest of the elf king, except for the stunned Wind Chaser Song of Solo.

The storm rose suddenly, the snow howled, and the shock pierced the firmament, stirring up in everyone's heart.