Boom -

In the huge roar, a ball of fire formed by an explosion enveloped Yang Long's entire person, and the expanded gas stirred over the trees, causing the canopy below to shake violently.

"Brother Qibao, that's" The Minotaur Warrior looked at the sky in astonishment, and asked the undead priest in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

"No, certainly not our people. The undead priest replied heavily, and after a pause, he gave instructions: "It seems that there are adventurers from the alliance coming, we will deal with the situation according to the situation, and if we can, join forces with them to take down the target!"

Although Yang Long had already shown very terrifying combat power, none of the five adventurers wanted to evacuate.

Not to mention whether they can escape under Yang Long's pursuit, just the responsibility of not being able to complete the task will make them be tortured to death by the vice president who arranged the task after they go back.

The adventurer's guild is indeed very united, but when it comes to incompetent members, the rulers of the kilometer will not be merciful.

The explosion was only a moment, and the duration of the fire was not long, but in a few seconds, the smoke was blown away by the breeze above the trees, revealing Yang Long, who continued to fall but was intact, and the birds that fell together had been burned to ashes.

Although he was completely hit by the opponent's attack, Yang Long not only did not have anger on his face, but also had a happy expression.

On the contrary, the adventurers below, one by one, their faces became very bad, and the orc warrior rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said, "I was hit head-on by a burst arrow." There was no injury at all."

The Burst Arrow is a powerful inheritance technique that can only be unleashed by the Tracking Ranger above the top level, and when it hits the target, it will produce an explosion with a destructive power equal to the instantaneous magic damage of a flame mage of the same level.

However, this powerful attack method was broken in front of Yang Long, and it could not penetrate the protection of the dark energy at all.

Click――

Falling to the ground with a soft sound, from a height of more than thirty meters, the impact of the vertical fall, under the use of Yang Long's dark energy, was perfectly transferred to the falling point. Only let Yang Long's feet sink slightly.

This is a manifestation of power that is different from this world. It even made the four adventurers break out in a cold sweat on their backs, and at the same time they all took a step back, while Yang Long just looked at the northwest and did not make any threatening moves.

Almost two minutes later. A Night Elf who was about three or four meters tall with a longbow in his hand. and two staffs in hand. A male human, dressed in a robe about 1.7 meters tall, turned out from behind a large tree.

"It's finally here, why are there only three of them?" Yang Long glanced at the three adventurers. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt something, leaned forward slightly, and leaned back to the left suddenly.

It is a commonly used and extremely destructive sticker in the martial arts of the previous life.

Bang -

The attack towards the air actually made a muffled sound, and then after a twist and vibration of the air, a human youth who was only one meter six tall, but was round and chubby, and was less than thirty years old, appeared out of thin air.

This little fat man is a shadow thief.

Being beaten out of the sneak by Yang Long seemed to make him a little inexplicable, and the stunned on his face had not completely subsided, but he changed to a frightened color and flew out towards Yang Long's rear.

Every adventurer from the Spark guild, as well as the four adventurers from the Wild guild, could see that the little fat man's two arms had been broken, and that he was still holding a broken dagger in his left palm.

Although this adventurer's strength was as high as the ninth-order upper rank, and at the moment of being attacked, he reacted in time to make an effective block, but the thief's relatively weak defense still caused his body to bear half of the impact force, and he broke seven or eight big trees along the way before falling to the ground.

Obviously, this shadow thief tried to attack from behind Yang Long, but was unexpectedly hit by a counterattack.

"Brother Qibao, it's really an alliance!" The sensationalism named the undead thief, seeing the shadow thief who was seriously injured and fell dozens of meters away, falling not far from the four people, endured it for a while before putting it down, but the other party's thoughts: "What should we do?"

"Don't act rashly yet!" the undead priest said coldly, and after looking at the night elves opposite, he said with some fear, "If the alliance wants to attack us, then we can only retreat." ”

"Retreat?" said the minotaur in surprise, with a look of fear on his face: "But you can't complete the task, vice president."

The undead priest shook his head bitterly, and did not explain the problem of the minotaurs, but in his heart, he was already prepared, in case the "Starfire" guild wanted to clean them up, he would retreat and defect from the guild and become a defector from the adventurer's guild.

After all, judging from the strength of the four alliances, they have already stabilized over them, and that Night Elf Ranger has reached the bottom of the tenth order and entered the existence of the top-level powerhouse sequence, which can't help but make the undead priest fearful.

"I hope it won't be that bad!" the undead priest thought heavily, looked at the three members of the alliance opposite with a solemn face, and muttered to himself as if comforting himself: "Anyway, our wild guild can be regarded as a defection."

The undead priest's whispering to himself was not heard by his companions, and he felt relieved that the three Alliance adventurers on the other side just glanced at them in surprise and focused their attention on the old butcher of the other world.

"Shadow Thief, what I hate the most is the Shadow Thief!" Thinking of the past in the Barren Land, Yang Long's face couldn't help twitching, and he didn't give the little fat man a chance to breathe, and he raised his right hand without moving at all and made a reverse swing to throw things out.

At the same time as Yang Long raised his arm, the silver spots under his skin suddenly gushed out of a cold mist frantically.

It's just that less than half a second later, with Yang Long's outgoing arm, a bucket-sized ice pick was condensed, and it struck towards the shadow thief who had just struggled to get up from the ground.

After advancing to Yang Long, the level of flame and ice magic has reached the level of the eighth order, which is why after seeing Yang Long, the four adventurers of the "Wild" guild will launch an attack with great arrogance.

Because of the strength of the eighth-order lower ranks, it is not enough to see them in their seriousness.

I don't know what the reason is, after the promotion, Yang Long can no longer be as simple as before, just release a wisp of fire or cold mist, and he can condense the magic into shape and attack.

Now Yang Long wants to release magic, he must make corresponding actions, and many of the previous ways of using magic have also undergone completely different changes.

Yang Long didn't know why he did this, but he had a vague feeling that he should do it now in order to release his magic.

"It's not good, do it!" Seeing that Yang Long was not ready to talk at all, he attacked one after another, and the night elf, who was the captain, turned his face sank, and while giving orders to his teammates around him, he shot arrows at Yang Long with his bow and arrows.

And the two human adventurers who acted at the same time as him also launched attacks on Yang Long in their own different ways.

Humans, who were relatively tall and holding a short staff and looked to be about thirty-five or sixteen, first recited a priest's prayer and coated the shadow thief with a protective film that shimmered with a faint golden light.

Then the man, whose strength had reached the middle of the eighth order, stretched out his left hand and pointed at Yang Long, and a small ball of light that burned like a flame, but was completely composed of blood-red light, rushed towards Yang Long along his fingertips.

It's clear that this is a Shadow Priest.

At the same time, the other was shorter than the Shadow Priest, holding a staff more than two meters long, facing the human who looked to be in his early forties, raising his right hand and pointing to the sky, muttering to himself.

The two ice mages in the field, Yang Long and the female troll who was watching the battle on the side, could all feel a cold chill, which appeared out of thin air from more than twenty meters above the head of Yang Long, and was highly condensed.

In just a second, an irregular cloud of grayish white with an area of about ten meters appeared above Yang Long's head, descending dense ice spikes the thickness of his arm

(To be continued......)