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The second-in-command here took over the position of commander.

Although the commander cannot be blamed entirely for the defeat of the war, someone must bear the guilt of this kind.

Previously, the Vulcan Palace was full of confidence, and in less than a year, it captured most of the territory of the Desai, and once forced them into the inland sea of Padua, in the forest of the Desai in the rear.

The two fiascos in a row were all crucial fiascos, which made the Fire God Palace completely lose this war, all the previous efforts were in vain, and the previous sacrifices became meaningless.

"Your Excellency, someone from the Desai side is asking when we are leaving, and how do you think we should reply......?" said the new commander, speaking cautiously, for fear that if his voice was too loud, he would be slain by the angry lion who was in silence.

"Hmph!" the envoy snorted coldly, the sunset had passed, the sky was gradually dimming, the stars appeared one by one, and a round of white moon also hung in the sky.

Tonight's scenery seems to be much more beautiful than usual?

"Desay!If it weren't for the reconciliation of the Temple of Time, Desai would have perished long ago!" the envoy clenched his fists angrily, and if they failed, it meant ...... God has failed, too!

Because this is a game between the 'god' and the elf goddess, it is related to the dignity and status of the 'god'!

"Damn the Lord God of Time!" the envoy cursed inwardly, but he did not dare to speak out, because he believed in God, so he was afraid of 'God'.

The envoy dared to promise that every day in the future, he would curse the Lord God of Time a few times in his heart, bless the position of the god of 'God', and surpass the Lord God of Time as soon as possible, and get the humiliation and failure back from the Lord God of Time!

"I don't have the face to go back, I have no face to meet the palace master, and I don't have the face to pray to 'God', I want to wash away my humiliation! Even if I die in battle, I have to save face for 'God'!" the envoy snorted.

"I am willing to follow my lord and give everything for the cause of 'God'!" said the newcomer commander knelt down on one knee, bowed his head, and touched his chest.

Following.

While the people of Desai were rejoicing and celebrating their victory, clouds of fire suddenly flew from the sky, quickly crossed the Padua's inland sea, and descended on the elven manor of Desai.

The Great Elf Queen, Li Jun, the Queen of Thorn Flowers, the Elven Chieftain, the Elder, the new leader of the Amber people, etc., hurriedly flew into the air and confronted the envoy and his party.

"What do you mean, Mr. Envoy, that you intend to unilaterally tear up the treaty?" the Elven Queen asked.

"Your Majesty, the mercenary castle has begun to retreat, and by tomorrow night, the number of people will be evacuated from the Desai ......plane," the envoy looked calm, and said, "And the purpose of our coming here today is to challenge the Holy Rank warriors and mages present." ”

"Challenge us?" said a female chief, with a stunned look on her face, "but the war is over!"

"No, the war is not over for us, and you must pay a great price for blaspheming God!" the envoy's eyes were red, and he roared like a wild beast.

After hearing this, Li Jun shook his head secretly, he was a poor person who was poisoned by religious beliefs.

The challenge, logically speaking, is not to violate the agreement signed.

The elf queen swept with her spiritual power, and the mercenary castle had indeed begun to retreat.

"We beg our forgiveness for the challenge posed by the Special Envoy. The Queen of Thorn Flowers said that if they did not accept the challenge, according to the agreement signed before, the envoy and his party would not be able to attack their own side, and unnecessary casualties would be avoided.

The envoy had obviously anticipated the Queen of Thorns' response, and after hearing this, he sneered, "As the children of the elven goddess, the propagator of the faith, and the determined believers, what would you do if you heard someone curse your god?"

The crowd was silent, as if they understood what the envoy meant.

"Elven Goddess...... It's a '' and a son!"

"Elf goddess, it's a '' and 'son'!!"

"The elf goddess is a '' and 'son'!!"

......

"Shut up!" an elven chief scolded.

The envoy glanced at her and continued, "Elven goddess, she's a '' and 'son'......"

"You're so cheap...... Li Jun was disdainful in his heart, the dignified big man of the Fire God Palace, a generation of saint-level powerhouses, was like a shrew scolding the street, which was despicable.

"Since you want to die, then I'll do what you want!" The Queen of Thorn Flowers was furious, and her naked jade feet took a step forward.

"What, have you accepted the challenge?" the envoy asked hurriedly, with a sudden twinkle in his eyes.

The elf queen raised her head, her face full of indifference, and her clear blue eyes swept over a trace of indisputable killing intent.

"Well, there are twenty-seven of us in total, and you will also send twenty-seven of them to fight a decisive battle with us, whether they live or die. ”

"No, I'm enough for myself. The Queen of Thorns shouted.

"Ridiculous!" the envoy sneered, and suddenly rushed towards the Queen of Thorn Flowers, a majestic aura at the peak of the Holy Domain, suddenly permeating.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

The twenty-seven Saint-Rank powerhouses of De Say rushed over with angry faces.

Li Jun wanted to stay out of the matter, but he didn't know who it was, so he kicked himself and kicked himself over.

"Yellow skin, go die!" The five middle-level saint mages shouted angrily at the same time, as if they regarded Li Jun as an enemy who killed their father, and together they released a powerful forbidden spell, approaching the edge of the demigod curse.

Indeed, the person hated most by the mercenary castle is Li Jun, if there is no him, they cannot lose this war, with the power of Desai, it will be occupied in less than a year, and the best ending is that the elf queen, with a group of nobles, left Desai, looking for a piece of inferior plane, and rebuilding the elven royal family.

Rumble!

Li Jun threw a punch and collided with the five forbidden spells, and suddenly, a terrifying roar rippled, blowing up Li Jun's body and retreating more than ten meters.

"What?!" The five holy mages were full of disbelief, under their joint attack, Li Jun, who was a junior saint realm dual-line mage, was not killed.

After the four origin clones of fire, wood, water, and earth were condensed and molded, counting the sacrificial deities, Li Jun's physical defense ability was no weaker than that of a high-level Sacred Domain warrior, and his overall combat effectiveness was on par with that of a high-level Sacred Domain mage.

On the fist, a trace of blood appeared, and a faint black smoke was emitted,

Li Jun shook his fist, looked at the five people with a playful face, his body moved quickly, and his body was like humanoid metal, and he rushed violently.

Burst!

A flaming fist smashed the head of a holy mage, and the neck became scorched, and when the wind blew, it was directly broken.

Boom!

The majestic fire elemental energy surged, condensing a flame spear, and after shaking in the void, it slashed towards Li Jun's stomach, as if it wanted to cut through the middle.

Bang!

The earth shield densely covered with strange patterns was across Li Jun's chest, and with a slight pick of the Xuanxuan War Knife, the flame spear condensed by magic power burst the sky full of energy fragments in the city, and disappeared without a trace.

Phew!

A black shadow swept through the sky, and with a gust of wind, it approached the slender holy mage.

"Be careful!" his companion shouted, and eight rings of fire imprisoned magic were released, only to be shattered by a wave of spray from the air.

"Water magic?" the envoy was shocked, including the Elf Queen.

This Roque ...... Isn't it a dual-line holy magician of earth and fire?

Swish!

The poignant sword light pierced the void, rolling up a wave of waves, and I don't know how many times I slashed and killed.

It's so fast!

Thirty years of penance cultivation of the sword technique, has surpassed the beginner Li Jun, I don't know how many times, even if it is an eighth-level silver sword master, it is estimated that it is not as fast as Li Jun's sword technique, the only one who has completely defeated Li Jun in the field of sword technique is the first-class sword saint who is high.

The Holy Magician's whole body was slashed by the sword qi, revealing pieces of bloodshot bones, and then he spun and fell from a high altitude, and with a bang, smashed into the soft grass, sinking about half a meter deep. (To be continued.) )