Mu Ziyun first used a simple technique to greet him, after all, he had a request for someone, and he didn't want to make the relationship too stiff to make it difficult to speak, and he didn't prepare any gifts himself, thinking that it would be good to exchange the three treasures given to him by the fire elve.

After a few breaths, the enchantment in front of Mu Ziyun did not disappear, and Mu Ziyun realized that the elves below saw him, but he ignored it, and immediately became angry. He took a hundred and ten steps back, and after a low groan, he used the three-in-one secret technique god-killing arrow-Wind Breaking Array Spear, during this period, Mu Ziyun felt that the thunder energy in his body had shown signs of drying, and the little thunder soul that had been stuck to his heart had completely turned into a gray-white fluorite, and did not have the slightest sign of life, while grieving, Mu Ziyun also found that his body's ability to create thunder and lightning was weakened, and he was even about to lose the power of thunder and lightning.

There were two wind-breaking sounds, and this god-killing arrow was shooting at the enchantment, and the power of the god-killing arrow at this moment was not as strong as before, although the enchantment had broken holes and cracked, but it was limited to that. Mu Ziyun turned into a flame void, and through that hole, he drilled into the realm of the black elves.

The turmoil just now naturally attracted the attention of the black elves, and destroying the enchantment was undoubtedly a declaration of war against the black elves.

Not long after Mu Ziyun landed, he heard the sound of rolling stones, looked forward, and saw that every castle had fallen a pile of stones, and after a few breaths of effort, these stones came alive and formed the appearance of knights, each four or five feet high, holding their respective weapons, guarding in front of the castle to which they belonged.

Mu Ziyun's front of him twisted suddenly, and he came to a room in an instant, his sense of weightlessness had not disappeared, and he had to squat down and touch the floor, and the floor was all wooden, and there were countless lines to the touch, but it felt really good, and it wouldn't slip, so he gently flattened the kite on the ground. Looking around again, I found that the room was very spacious, but there were only a few things on display, and they were specially spread out to look like they were all in the room.

Mu Ziyun looked at a man standing in front of him with his back to him, but the elven aura on his body was very heavy, and the terran aura was almost none. "Hey, you're an elf, I'm now..."

Before Mu Ziyun finished speaking, the man turned around suddenly, pointed ears, red eyes, and black symbol marks on his forehead, the man held a thin wand that was only more than a foot long in his hand, he was very impatient and angry with his wand against Mu Ziyun's neck, and said in the Terran language: "You'd better say something interesting, you can repay the space runes I just wasted, you must know that the only runes I have have are more important than the ten lives of your stupid mudblood!" ”

Mu Ziyun half-drooped his eyelids, tilted his head to face him, and the eyes of the two were only four or five inches apart. Mu Ziyun retracted his head and said unhurriedly: "Naturally, there is something to do, and I want to make a deal." ”

"Don't think I don't know who you are? Mudbloods, you alien human, you think you can turn the clouds and rain here? Still like those imbeciles in the Molten Field? (referring to the fire spirits)! ”

"You don't need to be so nervous, why don't you ask me what it will be for you?"

"Shut up, you mudbloods!" The black elf kept poking with his wand

Mu Ziyun's neck. His red eyes were aggressive, and Mu Ziyun's eyes slowly changed color after a while, turning to a burnt yellow fire color, and a fiery red symbol mark also appeared between his eyebrows, and the wand of the black elf against Mu Ziyun's neck was directly melted by half a foot, and the rest was still burning.

The black elf was startled by this, and he quickly stepped back, and quickly took out a different-looking wand from his arms. The head of the battle pointed at Mu Ziyun and scolded: "You have committed a capital crime, and your life can't be exchanged for my staff." ”

Mu Ziyun said coldly with murderous aura: "Then you have to weigh whether your life can calm my current anger." ”

At this time, the door was pushed open by a person, this black elf was slender in height, sixty or seventy years old, and the black clothes were also very suitable for his figure, the waist was very thin, and it was getting narrower and narrower down, and it was getting wider and wider upward, and the widest shoulders were staring at a thin head in the shape of an awl, and its gaze was revealed from a slit that he was used to squinting, giving people the feeling that he was closing his eyes, but it could reveal a chill.

This elf still speaks the human language, which is the language magic unique to the elves, in fact, Mu Ziyun speaks human language, and the elves speak their own language, but under the magic, Mu Ziyun hears human language, and the elves hear the elven language spoken by Mu Ziyun.

I only heard the black elf who had just come in say: "There is a hole in the sky outside, and the Lord said that he can't deal with it casually, at least he has to pay the corresponding price." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Mu Ziyun's face, and Mu Ziyun didn't feel that the guy had opened his eyes at all, but he felt uncomfortable.

Mu Ziyun got straight to the point and said: "My partner has fallen into the evil art of the fallen angel and needs your help to treat it, and this little doll in my hand was also turned into my friend by the mortal elves, I hope you have a way to cure the two of them, I deserve a lot of gratitude." But Mu Ziyun was not in a hurry to take out the things given by the fire elves, he didn't think that it would end well to take out good things in such a place.

"Arabian Nights!" At first, the black elf scolded, "Just a human being, you dare to make a request. ”

"Yo? Even human idioms can be used. Mu Ziyun nodded his hand and said, "I said, can you not point your broken stick at me?" ”

The black elf chanted a spell, and suddenly, Mu Ziyun began to feel the pain of drilling his heart, and there was no reason, as if his heart was being shrunk by force, and it seemed that there were more than a dozen hands in his heart pulling the flesh and blood on his heart. Mu Ziyun didn't breathe for more than a dozen breaths of pain, his face was sweating profusely, and he lay on the kite with his face close to the ground.

The tall old black elf said, "Don't kill it, it's still useful." ”

The one put away his Drill Heart Curse, Mu Ziyun finally gasped, his mouth and teeth were trembling, his whole body froze, and it took a long time to find that he was wet and full of sweat.

"Mixed ..... Bastard! Mu Ziyun roared angrily, only to see that in the castle group of the black elves, a thunderous fire exploded, and the castle where he was shattered in an instant, and the two black elves were also burned by the fierce fire, and they didn't know if they survived, in short, it was twelve points of danger.

Now it's a black spirit

The spirits couldn't ignore it, and tried their magic first to control the fire, but Mu Ziyun's wind and fire were very arrogant, like a male lion in a tyrannical state, its fangs and claws were excessively sharp, and dozens of black elves couldn't control the fire.

However, things took a turn with the arrival of a spotted cat, which jumped briskly from castle to castle, and if it was too far away, it spread its limbs as it jumped, and its legs and body grew wings like bat's wings, and it skilfully floated a few feet before landing on the ground. The spotted cat stopped at the side of the fire, the cat's head poked forward, and then lifted up, a living black elf was transformed, he had gray-white curly hair, his ears could only show two tips in the dense hair, his eyes may be because he was too old, no longer so red, but with a little light blue or grayish blue, his eyes were particularly deep, and he was not in a hurry for the previous situation, I saw that he also took out a magic wand, and gestured in front of him, an invisible qi, rolling up the flames and wind of Mu Ziyun, And compressed it again and again, and finally became a wisp of turbid gas held in the palm of the old man's hand.

Mu Ziyun was spreading his arms, enjoying the pleasure of venting, and then in the blink of an eye, the flames were gone, and he didn't know what was happening.

The old black elf tapped his wand, and Mu Ziyun's body was suddenly wrapped around a ring like cowhide, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free, and when he tried to turn into a virtual body, the ring would shrink, and he had the ability to touch and control the changes in his virtual body.

There were two dying black elves in the scorched earth, and two butterfly-like beasts flew down from the sky, but they were much larger than butterflies, and they were half a person's length without eating, and they fell on the chest of the wounded respectively, and after a few breaths, they used the silk thread spit out of their mouths to make a cocoon with the wounded as the bottom.

The old black elf commanded, "Take them to heal." A few men carried the two cocoons away.

At this time, a lot of people gathered, one of them had a young face, about a teenager, but full of white hair and beard, even the beard was white, the black elves were discussing how to deal with these two intruding humans, it was time for the old black elf to make a decision, but the white-haired and white-bearded "young man" attached to the old elf's ear, whispered a few words, the old elf's face changed, he hesitantly ordered a few elves, tied Mu Ziyun and the kite and carried it to a certain place, Then he calmed the emotions of the black elves present, and then hurriedly turned back into a spotted cat, and disappeared without a trace.

Mu Ziyun and the kite were tied up for two hours, and when the kite woke up, Mu Ziyun was sulking, and briefly talked about the situation, and the kite's lower abdomen began to hurt sharply again.

That night, Mu Ziyun and the kite were taken by several black elves to a house on the left in the center of the castle group, where stood a slender female black elf dressed sensually, Mu Ziyun originally thought she was in her early twenties, but she didn't expect to turn her head and look only seventeen or eighteen years old.

This female black elf is much worse than the bell, but compared with any woman in the world, she can't lose too much, and her unique cold elf temperament adds a little bit to her posture.

The female black elf let the others retreat, and with a single raise of her hand, she unlocked the confinement on Mu Ziyun and Kite.