Chapter 292: The Golden Ancient Lion

The defeat of the misty rain brought to a halt the nearly a thousand kings who were fighting, and after a short silence, a strong cry erupted from the elven clan's side, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the other hand, on the side of the Dark Elf Clan, the morale was a little low, and the only person in their clan who entered the three major academies was defeated at this time, this result was unexpected.

The two groups of people gradually separated, each of them had wounds on their bodies, in terms of losses, the elven clan was a little bigger, and there were only about four hundred monks left from the original nearly five hundred at this time.

In just ten minutes, dozens of people died, and the cruelty of this battle can be imagined, but fortunately, there were also many casualties on the side of the dark elf clan.

Meng Youran stood in front of the crowd, her face turned pale, thinking about the blow just now, which made her wear and tear also become great, but although she looked weak, her gaze was still very flat.

Let those dark elves heal Misty Rain, she knew that although she had defeated Misty Rain, there was a more troublesome opponent, and if those Elven people knew, she probably wouldn't be so happy.

Dai Wei'er on the city wall in the distance became happy after seeing Meng Youran defeat Wuyu, her originally worried little face became happy, "Sister Meng is so powerful, she actually defeated Wuyu, who is known as the first day of the dark elf clan. ā€

The other elves also showed happy expressions, but the elf named Aunt Fu had the same solemn expression as Dream Youran, her eyes were deep in the dense forest, and there was a faint worry in the depths of her eyes.

She didn't know who Gu Li was, and she didn't know how strong Gu Li's strength was, but she knew that the strength of the two elven men sent was also the top in the entire elf royal rank.

It stands to reason that the battle in the depths of the dense forest should be getting more and more stubborn, but now that the battle turmoil in that place has slowed down, she doesn't believe that the two heavens in her clan can defeat the students who came out of Yinyao Academy.

Roar~

Roar!

Just as Aunt Fu was thinking, an earth-shattering lion's roar came from the depths of the dense forest, echoing in bursts, and a huge wave of sound directly broke all the numbers within a radius of a kilometer.

Under these sound waves, both the monks of the elven clan and the monks of the dark elf clan were dazed, their bodies shook incessantly, and even a trace of blood flowed out of their seven orifices.

This is still because it is relatively far away, if it is closer, I am afraid that these people, eight or nine hundred king-level monks, will die about half, after all, most of them are around the beginning of the king-level, and the power of this sound wave is too great.

Meng Youran didn't do it like the others, but because her consumption was too great, she inevitably shook her body a little, but she immediately stabilized, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the empty place in front of her.

There was no view of the towering trees, and everything became clear, and under everyone's gaze, there stood a blond figure on the ground in the distance, and two corpses at his feet.

"That's really the case!" Meng leisurely saw clearly, her mouth muttered, her expression became extremely solemn, and she could feel that the other party's qi was locked on her body.

Once she makes a move, she will definitely be attacked by the other party's storm, and at that time, maybe without those dark elves to make a move, the elves behind her will die.

The blonde figure stood there, exuding a beast-like aura on his body, no, perhaps he was a beast himself, and the illusory beast shadow behind him had already explained his identity.

The Golden Ancient Lions, a powerful ethnic group, claimed to have existed since the ancient flood period, are a flood famine species, their number is very small, at most there are only twenty or thirty of them.

But to be able to become one of the hundred clans with such a small number, their strength naturally goes without saying.

It can be said that when the lion phantom behind Gu Li was revealed in people's field of vision, a thought rose in everyone's hearts, including Aunt Fu.

"The elves are defeated!"

The strength of the Golden Ancient Lion is self-evident, and as a student of Yinyao Academy, that strength will naturally be stronger, no one would think that the elves can block the ancient power, including the dream of defeating the fog and rain, it is impossible.

Meng leisurely watched Gu Li walk towards her step by step, the other party's golden eyes were arrogant, disdainful, and covetous, and the strong momentum pressed on her body, making it difficult for her to move.

"It is worthy of the woman that I like in Guli, and I am very satisfied with both her appearance and strength. Gu Li stopped a meter in front of Meng Youran, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly.

After Gu Li finished speaking, he used his strong momentum to wrap Meng up and make her unable to move, and then reached out to touch her delicate little jade-like face.

A trace of resentment flashed in the latter's eyes, she was already suffering from an extremely serious loss of spiritual power, and it was difficult to resist the oppression of Gu Li's momentum at this time, but just as Meng Youran was about to fight to the death, a calm and cold killing intent sounded around her.

"If your dirty hands dare to take a step further, I will destroy your limbs!"

This sound seemed to come from all directions, causing Gu Li's hand to pause slightly, and then the latter smiled solemnly, "You are the first person who dares to threaten me, what if I touch it today?"

As he spoke, his hand reached forward again, but just as his hand was about to touch Dream Leisure's cheek, a strong hand suddenly reached out from the void on one side and held his wrist.

Immediately after, a purple figure appeared from the void, his clothes were a little tattered, and there were scars on his body, revealing the fluctuations of spatial energy.

It was Wang Lin who came, and the reason why he was able to pass through the space and come here was thanks to the help of the Elven Mother Tree, otherwise with his strength and understanding of the way of space, it would be impossible to do it.

It turned out that when Wang Lin finished his retreat, the elf mother tree told him that Meng Youran was in danger, and if he felt it from that space at that time, he would definitely not be able to catch up, so he used a dangerous method.

It was a very bold decision to tear the space for transmission, and once he got it right, he would get lost in the turbulence of space, but fortunately, he succeeded.

"Didn't you hear what I said just now?" Wang Lin held Gu Li's wrist and said lightly, and at the same time, a dark force was used, throwing the latter's body directly out and smashing it on the ground not far away.

This time, although Gu Li did not suffer any injuries, it made him lose face a little, but Wang Lin didn't care about him at all, but turned his head to look at Meng Youran's somewhat pale face and said, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine. Meng leisurely stroked the hair in her ears and smiled, but the next moment her smile became unnatural, because Wang Lin held her pair of Qianqian jade hands.

Meng Youran's face instantly turned rosy, but before she could say anything, she felt a thick spiritual power flow down his arm into the Danhai, and this spiritual power seemed to have strong healing power and fusion.

In just a moment, her face, which had been pale from excessive consumption, gradually recovered, as if dead wood was rejuvenated like nectar.

"Go to the side and rest, and I'll teach this lion a lesson." Wang Lin withdrew his spiritual power, said to Meng leisurely, and then turned his head to look at Gu Li over there.

The eyes of the two people collided, and a stabbing sound sounded in the air, and the huge aura caused the surrounding crowd to disperse, and the robes rose without wind, and they rattled.

Gu Li's golden eyes were full of anger, and he felt that the other party had insulted the pride of the Golden Ancient Lion Clan, "No matter who you are, you will die today!"

The lion shadow behind him became clear, the golden hair seemed to be clearly visible, and the huge lion shadow roared in the sky, causing the wind and clouds to be turbulent, and the monstrous ferocity raged the void.

"Lion Flurry"

Gu Li seemed to be crazy, his fists kept swinging out, and the two avenues behind him were even more intertwined, releasing a powerful coercion, and for a while, the fist shadow was chaotic in the sky, like a fist whirlpool.

Incomparably terrifying fluctuations emanated from these countless fist shadows, and in each fist shadow there seemed to be a male lion roaring wildly in the chaotic sky, and the scene was extremely shocking.

"So strong, I can now be sure that he must not be a weak person in the Silver Yao Academy. Aunt Fu, who was watching from the city wall, changed her face greatly after seeing Gu Li's attack, and said very solemnly.

She herself is a mid-stage emperor powerhouse, otherwise she would not have served as the commander this time, but from Gu Li's attack, she vaguely felt a trace of danger, under such an attack, an ordinary early-stage emperor powerhouse would die!

However, in the face of such a powerful attack, Wang Lin's right foot stepped out violently, and the aura on his body soared into the sky, even more violent than Gu Li's, and the surging spiritual power flashed with a dazzling luster, as if it was about to distort the void.

One hand suddenly slapped forward, and the surging spiritual power turned into a huge handprint of dozens of zhang in the sky, and the handprint flashed with a little starlight, and the star patterns were entwined on it.

In the center of this mudra, there is a purple star slowly turning, and the vast and majestic law is released from above, giving a layer of purple light to the entire mudra cloth.

A huge handprint rose into the sky, enveloping the lion shadow fist mark in the sky, as if holding the entire sky together, and the terrifying power was shocking.

Boom! Boom!

Thundered~

A series of deafening explosions rang out in the air, and finally stopped with an extremely violent sound, but the waves that were produced continued to spread through the air into the distance.

The waves of the explosion rushed down from the sky with a twisted feeling, shaking the earthquake within a radius of hundreds of miles, and a crater with a diameter of hundreds of meters appeared in people's field of vision.

This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that in the center of the explosion, a huge spatial black hole appeared, and the terrifying suction emitted from it, causing the surrounding elven or dark elf monks to run wildly.