The speed of the Red Dragon Princess is really reassuring enough.

Therefore, the enraged big demon has always been left behind two miles away, and no matter how angry he roars, he can't catch up.

But...... That's the distance.

"It's really troublesome, it seems to be locked by this guy. ”

Zhao Erlang, who was lying on his stomach, looked back very weakly, the movement made by the big demon behind him was really not too big, it was simply a typical example of trees falling down, rocks collapsing, walls collapsing, and houses collapsing, even in the middle of the night, it could be seen very clearly - Ya was two miles away, not close or far, and it was done and cherished.

"It's not going to go on like this, we have to find a way to get rid of it. ”

Wanwan whispered worriedly, Princess Chilong carried her and Zhao Yan, and there might be no problem running for a short time like this, but no matter how you think about it, it won't last.

"yes, we have to find a way. ”

Zhao Yan's thoughts are not different from Wanwan's thoughts, the big demon behind him is really niubility, if he doesn't get rid of it quickly, is there still a way to live?

"Having said that, it seems that the flesh factory is very important to this great demon, otherwise it wouldn't be so angry. ”

Thinking of this question, Zhao Yan was a little overjoyed again, he felt that Baimu Cliff should be safe now.

"Princess, are we running away from the White Wood Cliff?"

Zhao Yan asked casually.

"Of course!" Princess Red Dragon really had the strength to answer, and she quickly asked again: "Have you thought of a way?"

"Don't worry, I'm thinking. ”

Zhao Yan, who finally returned to reality. He began to roll his eyes violently, and kept looking back at the great demon that was chasing after him. How far is it from my side?

Looking at it, Zhao Yan became nervous. Because the distance between the two sides is clearly shortening at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

I'll take a look, the Red Dragon Princess's running speed is as fast as the wind, and now she has used all her strength to eat, and she used to keep a distance of two miles, but now she is about to catch up!

"Run!

Zhao Erlang shouted and straightened his body, then reversed his body and picked up the clear bow, and took out a long arrow with his backhand.

Zhao Yan, who used all the strength to eat, opened his bow and shot back with an arrow like a full moon.

Seconds later, a loud explosion rang out from behind. Zhao Yan's arrow was like a divine help, and he actually successfully hit the big demon in the high-speed movement...... No matter how effective the killing effect is, at least it succeeded in blocking the great demon.

The Red Dragon Princess ran wildly, and finally opened the distance between the two sides to two miles away.

But Zhao Yan's arrow seemed to anger the big demon even more, and the killing intent contained in its angry roar could not be more obvious.

So after a few moments, the great demon came after him again.

It's a cat, and it's really tough.

Zhao Yan smiled wryly. The arrow just now was already the limit of his best efforts, and now he relied on Wanwan's support and did not fall to the ground, where did he have the strength to continue to attack.

"Look, there's a city ahead!"

Wanwan suddenly pointed ahead and said.

Zhao Yan turned his head with difficulty. Sure enough, on the horizon in front of me, there was a castle in the moonlight, and all kinds of buildings were hideous and terrifying, like castlevanias. It was indeed an Castlevania, just like Fenglin City.

However, as the distance approaches. Zhao Yan found that this "Castlevania" was actually very different from the hellish Fenglin City. Because the towering new buildings in this city are more similar to the Gothic style with countless javelin-like spires, rather than the pure haphazard construction like Fenglin City.

"Quick, Princess Red Dragon, work harder! Walk around the edge of this city in an arc, and make sure that the bastard behind you can catch us by walking in a straight line through the city!"

Zhao Yan's heart moved, and he screamed again while struggling.

This time, Princess Chilong seemed to have no strength to reply, but she chose to believe in Zhao Yan's decision, and rushed out with the last remaining strength.

Like Fenglin City, the suburbs outside the city have been completely destroyed, but the wide moat has been dug out in a very orderly manner, and clusters of horse repelling guns have been erected, and the deer and iron thistles have been trapped.

The Red Dragon Princess, who was riding two horses, had not yet reached the demolished defense area, and the defenders on the city wall had already discovered its traces, and in a majestic order, countless arrows were shot down like a storm.

At first, it was just arrows, and soon there was a series of chanting on the city wall, and then spell attacks of various colors that looked like ice spears, blazing fireballs, and mage iron fists were also smashed down by slashing heads.

If it is an ordinary knight, it is basically impossible to be heroic when encountering this situation, but Princess Chilong has never been an ordinary horse, only to see that carrying Zhao Yan and Wanwan easily jumped over the moat, bypassed all kinds of strange defense facilities, and those arrows and magic that splashed down, and even couldn't catch a single hair of it, and they were all left behind.

Then, the big demon also chased after him on a rampage, under the conscious inducement of the Red Dragon Princess in advance, it really chose to go in a straight line to chase and kill, its huge body like Godzilla, rampage into the well-defended city, those who had just shot the Red Dragon Princess shot The elated guards, caught off guard, did not even have time to dodge, but whenever it was hit, it was a tragic result of either death or cripplement, and the thick city wall of several people was like tissue paper, which was easily destroyed。

The high-ranking guards in this city finally came out from everywhere, but they completely ignored the three big demons of Zhao Yan, who were running away from the wolf, and were going to run rampant in their territory.

It's a pity that these high-level guards may still be arrogant to Zhao Erlang, but against the big demon, they can only be slaughtered, this big demon who has been dominated by anger has no regard for the fact that everyone is actually a friendly army. Whoever dares to provoke it will basically be shot to death.

This big demon can also use magic. Those spells such as Death Ripple, Dissociation, Soul Extraction, etc., don't even require chanting spells. Raise your hand and come!

Of course, the biggest place for those high-ranking guards who were killed was not because they attacked the Great Demon, but because they blocked the Great Demon's way to chase and kill Zhao Yan.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

Originally, the god general who had been calm and stayed in the innermost part of the city, after his men were killed and injured a lot, finally couldn't hold back the raging anger in his heart anymore, and he flew into the sky.

Zhao Yan, who has run away. Squinting hard, I saw that it was a white-bearded old man holding a multicolored staff and wearing a golden robe.

As soon as he appeared, the white-bearded old man who flew into the sky smashed all kinds of spells towards the head of the great demon.

It's the same ice spear, the ice spear of those high-level guards, even the oily skin of the big demon can't be broken, but the ice spear of this white-bearded old man is easily on the big demon's body. Caused a wound with a large bowl mouth.

And all kinds of other chaotic magic attacks also hit the Great Demon one after another, causing the Great Demon to let out a terrible scream.

After suffering such a big loss, the Great Demon who had already fallen into a state of rage was already in a state of rage. Without hesitation, it immediately turned its target and fought with the white-bearded old man who ran out to attack him.

"Huh. What a good way! Encountering this god-definite guard, this damn great demon will not die this time. It's time to shed a layer of skin!"

Princess Red Dragon stopped, and stood on a small hill looking back.

The situation at hand. It was already a perfect result that exceeded expectations, and the Red Dragon Princess had plenty of reasons to be elated.

"Where is this Divine Guard...... This is a magister!"

Seeing that the fighting over there was fierce, and half of the city had been easily demolished, Zhao Yan let out such a feeling.

It seems that the knowledge that Princess Chilong got from her mother was not 100% correct, at least the division of "Divine Soldiers", "Divine Guards", and "Divine Generals" was not very accurate.

"Zhao Gongzi, princess, this is by no means a place to stay for a long time, let's stay away a little longer, God knows what the outcome of the battle over there will be. ”

Wanwan said with a little worry, the unpleasant experience of being chased for hundreds of miles before, made her really unable to stay in such a close place to play soy sauce and watch the excitement like Princess Chilong and Zhao Yan.

"Don't be in a hurry, they're playing lively, and it will take a while to determine the winner. ”

Zhao Yan replied gracefully.

"I also need a little rest before I can keep running. Princess Chilong glanced at Wanwan slightly, and comforted Wanwan: "Don't worry, it's still safe here for the time being." ”

In fact, whether it was Wanwan, who proposed first, or Zhao Yan and Princess Chilong, who both gave a veto answer, they all knew very well that the great demon who specialized in necromancy had no time to care about them.

It was a real fight with full firepower, and flesh and blood were flying.

Zhao Yan leaned on Wanwan's body softly, even if he didn't take the initiative to smell it, he could smell a burst of fragrance, which was the smell of Wanwan that he had gradually become familiar with.

Of course, at this moment, Zhao Yan didn't have the heart to think about the affairs of the wind and snow, he was more concerned about the pattern of the battle between the great demon and the white-bearded demon master.

The ** powerful big demon, although he also uses all kinds of instantaneous and even silent spells, but more of them are using the incomparable ** on a rampage, trying to drag the white-bearded magister into close combat.

But the old white-bearded magister is obviously not an academic magician, he attacks countless magic bombardments, the code slips faster than a rabbit, plus those buffs and defensive magic that are blessed on him, the great demon can't catch him at all.

It's a textbook kite-flow tactic - the archdemon is the kite that flies, and the Magister Whitebeard is the lewd who flies the kite.

The scales of war are constantly tilting towards the Whitebeard Magister, and the Great Demon who has spent a lot of energy along the way from afar is about to be defeated and die without a place to bury.

Even Zhao Yan, who was watching the battle from afar, seemed to be able to feel the smug mood of the white-bearded magister because he was about to kill the enemy of the same level as himself and then annex the opponent's territory.

But as the saying goes. Happiness may be sad, this white-bearded magister who was in a happy mood in the last second. The next moment, he was hit.

Admittedly, this whitebearded magister is actually quite cautious. Ever since he came out to fight, he had been floating in the sky, never giving the Great Demon any chance to engage in close combat with him.

But at this moment, the white-bearded magister who released a big move, without warning, poked out a huge skeletal arm from the void behind him, and took advantage of the moment when he gave the great demon a heavy blow again, and grabbed him!

At least five different colors of energy eggshells emerged from Whitebeard's body, protecting Whitebeard Magister at the last moment, so that he was not pinched to death by the oversized Bone Grip.

But since the Whitebeard Magister has been unable to maintain flight in the air. Judging from the situation of falling headlong on the ground, he really suffered a big loss.

As the saying goes, it's a bastard to have a cheap advantage, and the big demon who finally succeeded in putting the white-bearded magister together rushed up on a rampage, and catching the white-bearded magister was a violent beating, and the smoke and dust that rose up more than three stories high made Zhao Erlang worry about the poor old man's health - shouldn't he just be killed?

Groups of humanoid creatures, wielding swords, swords, halberds, and swords rushed into the smoke and dust in order to save their allegiance to the white-bearded Magister. Then he flew out horizontally, and there was an unlucky guy who flew far enough, and even fell in front of Zhao Yan and the three of them less than three meters away, which really scared Zhao Erlang's little heart.

The Red Dragon Princess didn't move. It had already predicted the amount of advance in advance, and it knew very well that this unlucky egg would definitely not hit it on the head.

So, the unlucky guy fell on a big rock. Immediately, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and he bled from his seven orifices, and he died so much that he could not die again.

"Wanwan. Help me down and have a look. ”

I saw that the unfortunate child was hanging, and there was a corpse to look at. Zhao Yan immediately became interested and said that he wanted to go down and have a look.

Don't mention it before knowing that you are winning a hundred battles, let's just say that when you passed by before, you were almost shot by those bastards, and Zhao Erlang will come to retaliate sooner or later!

Wanwan hesitated, and then hurriedly helped Zhao Yan get off the horse.

"Dear princess, if there is a result of the battle over there, squeak quickly and we will run away!"

Zhao Yan didn't forget to tell Princess Chilong again.

After getting off the horse and approaching to take a look, Zhao Yan found that he had been blown away for six or seven miles, all the way to him, and the unlucky child who had died on the stone was a blonde and blue-eyed man with the appearance of a Westerner wearing a full set of plate armor.

The armor worn by this strong man, although severely deformed, has a religious symbol on his chest that resembles an eyelash, an eye, and a cross.

The same religious symbols also appear on the capes worn by strong men.

In other words, this guy is actually a crusader?

Of course, Zhao Erlang didn't think much about this kind of thing, and he soon noticed that although he was already dead, the strong man was still holding a two-handed heavy sword in his hand, and there were five runes on the spine of the sword that Zhao Yan couldn't understand, and the runes were shining with a faint light.

Looks like this should be a rune sword?

Zhao Yan instructed the good girl to be Wanwan, and snatched the sword from the strong man's hand.

Well, it's a fucking rune sword.

Zhao Yan, who played with it, came to such a conclusion, and smiled at the sword with great satisfaction.

Even if it's useless for yourself, it's a good gift to give away.

Zhao Yan thought to himself.

And at this time, the dusty battle in the distant city finally had a result.

Scourge of this creature comparable to a small powerhouse, sure enough, died so easily, relying on his own strength and the succession of his subordinates, the white-bearded magister finally flew into the sky again,

However, the white-bearded magister has become embarrassed, his original meticulous hairstyle has been humiliated as Einstein's explosive head, not to mention that his golden robe has been torn apart, becoming a bohemian beggar's outfit.

So the battle started again, and now it was almost evenly matched, the big demon and the white-bearded magister began to fight each other in turn, and the magic energy flying in the sky was simply better than the New Year's fireworks party, and Zhao Erlang was fascinated to see it, and he wished to have a camera in his hand like Brother Guanxi.

But then, something that Zhao Yan didn't expect suddenly happened-

The Great Demon and the Whitebeard Magister who fought the real fire. actually released the ultimate ultimate move at the same time!

Behind the big demon, a hundred feet tall appeared. Resembles the horns of a firstborn demon and looks like a vampire. And the black wings behind it cover the sky and the sun, and under closer inspection, it is clear that it is the demon king composed of countless bats.

The white-bearded magister was not willing to be defeated, and in his loud praise, a blonde and blue-eyed woman in a white robe, holding a scepter that was identical to the religious symbol on the unlucky child's body that Zhao Yan had checked earlier, also appeared in mid-air.

"Wow, it's so big, isn't her name Yourong?"

Zhao Erlang landed his blasphemy gaze on the oversized goddess.

Wanwan subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yan. She couldn't understand what Zhao Yan said, she was not talking about the goddess's figure at all, but about the proud and upright breasts of others.

Of course, Wanwan still doesn't understand why Zhao Yan would say that the goddess is named Yourong, because she doesn't know the sage's words - "Tolerance is great".

Under Zhao Yan's gaze, the demon king and goddess who appeared in a virtual state first fired a burst of mouth cannons at each other in a language he didn't understand. Then they all shot at each other.

Compared to the previous battle between the Great Demon and the Whitebeard Mage, the battle between the Demon King and the Goddess soared from the level of dismantling half of the city to the level of the entire city turning into powder in minutes.

They attack each other. The weakest effect was as strong as Zhao Yan's full exertion of "Distinct Bow + Xuanhuang Yin + Hundred Refining Strength", and the earth shook more than once, like a strong illusion of a great earthquake. The remaining birds and beasts within a radius of a hundred miles all came out in panic, letting out one panic after another.

"I'll go. How did the hell beat meow!"

Zhao Erlang was almost stunned, if you talk about the previous Great Demon and Whitebeard Magister. If he can still find a way to provoke harassment and harassment, he can't get into this level of combat at all, it's just a rhythm that will be dusted if he is wiped off.

This is definitely not a pleasant thing, because Zhao Erlang still wants to go home.

"Dear Princess Red Dragon, can you answer me a question?"

Zhao Yan turned his head and looked at Princess Chilong, who was also watching the battle with great interest.

"What do you want to know?"

Princess Chilong said with her head lowered.

"Can you tell me how long this wave of extraterrestrial gods and demons has been invading?"

Zhao Yan now has a very urgent need for knowledge about this issue.

"It's not too long, just over three years. ”

Princess Red Dragon replied.

This answer made Zhao Yan secretly breathe a sigh of relief, it's okay to say a little more than three years, but if it's three years, then he will want to cry without tears.

But soon, Zhao Erlang found that he seemed to be happy a little early, because Princess Chilong quickly added leisurely: "But this Linyao Prefecture was transformed into a desert in the second year because the aura of heaven and earth was extracted in large quantities. ”

"Wanwan, what do you think is the meaning of this?"

Zhao Yan turned his face and looked at Wanwan, who was not close enough to him because she was supporting her.

"Don't guess, it means that we must find a way to break this death situation and kill alive within two years. ”

Without opening her mouth tactfully, Princess Chilong had already taken the initiative to report the answer.

"To be honest, I don't like this truth at all. ”

Zhao Yan sighed, his idea of grinding time and waiting for the crisis to end had been completely dashed by this unfriendly answer.

"I don't like it either. ”

Princess Red Dragon actually agreed.

"By the way, I remember the princess, you said that there was once a person who ran out alive after straying into this streamer magic technique?"

Zhao Yan quickly asked again, he would never sit still.

"That's right, it's a reality that has ever happened. ”

Princess Red Dragon finally nodded slightly.

"How did that guy do it?"

As he said this, Zhao Yan raised his gaze again and fell to an unknown city that seemed to have been hit by a large-yield atomic bomb and was completely in ruins.

The suffocating demon king and goddess are still engaged in a fierce battle.

"I don't know, my mother didn't tell me the details, I just know that the guy seems to be named and named ...... Jue Fei?"

Princess Red Dragon said in an uncertain tone, too much time had passed, and she couldn't be sure if she had misremembered the other party's name.

"Jue Fei?!" Zhao Yan was taken aback: "Are you sure his real name is Jue Fei?!Is he a figure from six hundred years ago? and a monk?"

In Zhao Yan's mind, there was the national teacher of Xiongguo who had a "one-sided relationship" with him, but finally died under the sword of Tuoba Wilderness, the white and fat monk who had an eagle eye and a wolf look, and was full of gloomy feelings.

How is this possible?

If Jue Fei Guoshi is really so strong, even this Outer Heaven God and Demon Invasion Retrospective Streamer Demon Technique, which is almost equal to a mortal situation, can successfully break through the formation and kill it, how can it be killed by Tuoba Wilderness?

"Huh, Zhao Yan, how do you know so clearly? Do you know him?"

Princess Chilong's rhetorical question, full of doubts, has proved that Zhao Yan himself does not believe in the speculation, and it is indeed the most unfortunate fact.

Six hundred years ago, Jue Fei Guoshi, who destroyed a powerful empire, was the lucky one who broke out of this mortal situation.

What the, what people can do alone, Young Master Ben now has three people with their own strengths, and Mao can't successfully replicate it?!

Zhao Yan's competitive spirit was stimulated in this way.

At the same time, Zhao Erlang felt that he would probably not have any good feelings for monks in his life.

But just when Zhao Erlang secretly inspired himself and vowed to kill higher, faster and stronger, there was a loud noise that almost shattered people's tinnitus in the ruins of the city in the distance.

Accompanied by a howling wind, the effect of a typhoon transiting, if it weren't for Wanwan's desperate hugging of Zhao Yan and stabilizing the lower plate in a way similar to a jack drop, I'm afraid that both of them would want to become real kites, like gray wolves who are always flying, flying to the farthest places......

What's wrong with this meow?!

Zhao Yan, who couldn't open his eyes because of the flying sand and stones, tried hard to look in the direction of the ruins of the city, and he felt that he urgently needed a pair of goggles. (To be continued......)

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