But before a few people could turn over, the old woman's magic book with a rickety body in the distance flashed again, and another spell was cast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Mire Technique!"

Hate the lonely man, as soon as Imohong and the Bright Monk supported their bodies and fled, the soil under their hands suddenly softened, as if a devouring swamp emitted a suction, and several people's bodies sank into the dirt.

"Damn!" two of the instructors struggled violently, sinking deeper and deeper, and finally the muddy water reached their shoulders, and their chests were breathing rapidly from the tremendous pressure.

In fact, if it were placed in normal times, this group of experienced enemies would never be so easily attacked, but today, on the one hand, they were disrupted by Luo Lan's fist fight, and on the other hand, it was a rainy day, which made the original two trap spells exert extraordinary effects with the help of the right time and place.

Several people were trapped and delayed for a short time, and the chasing Luo Lan and the others had already caught up, seeing this situation, the three masters who were deep in the quagmire couldn't help but be anxious, and each used all their strength to jump out of the pit with the help of the tension of the demon's tentacles.

Hate Gu Shu turned his hand and took out a full five soul-breaking magic arrows that had been painstakingly refined, loaded them into a delicate crossbow and launched them at the chasing people, while Yi Mo Hong and the Bright Monk glanced at each other with a tacit understanding, and no longer ran to the city at the same time, but fled in three directions.

"Don't let the three of them escape, chase!"

The situation reversed, the bearded officer took the steel shield to block the magic arrow, let out a loud roar to take advantage of the victory, and the team was divided into three divisions and chased forward.

The King of Fist Fights leads the four unwounded men and Wen Gehua to the direction of the Bright Monk, while Uncle Twilight, the bearded officer, and the King of Armor chase after the dark mage.

The well blade Yi Mo Hong was the fastest, Luo Lan turned around alone and walked in the direction she was running away, the two chased after each other, and jumped out of a hundred meters in a moment, his undead's tireless talent made the distance continue to shorten.

The female warrior found that only the skeleton was chasing, but she still did not dare to be careless, and let out a provocative giggler, and casually hit the roadside rocks and hit them backwards.

On the other side, the Light Monk took the only two remaining instructors and fled towards the city, facing the vampire Wen Gehua who caught up and forced back several meters with one palm, his Light Elemental Fighting Qi had great restraint against the dark undead race, enough to cross the level of challenge.

So far, even if the King of Fist Fighting and several boxing warriors have besieged it together, it has not caused substantial damage to him, as a force defender sent to the city by the Bright Sect, he has been secretly cultivated by the superior hermitage, even if he belongs to the last class, his strength is amazing.

"Okay, just hold on for a few more moments and get to the Holy See station!"

The Bright Monk kicked the ground with both feet, jumped out three meters again, and couldn't help but let out a long howl to inform the several instructors stationed in front of him.

But at this moment, on the road not far away, the shadow of the ground is changing, a brown red-haired girl holding a flower umbrella Tingting stepped on the rain, a chiffon delicate dress like a hibiscus out of the water, like a noble beauty in a classic oil painting, and the blood-like pupils under the eyebrows add a bit of demonic charm, amazing and peerless.

"Well, how could it be her?"

The light monk in action stared at him, and he was shocked to see this extraordinary girl, he once thought that this girl named Xina had died for saving her father that day, after all, his ground light wave fist was definitely not something that ordinary people could withstand.

The two walked opposite each other, and soon approached a distance of twenty meters, feeling the familiar aura coming from the girl's body, the face of the Bright Monk changed slightly, and he said movingly: "You have actually degenerated into a vampire!"

"I knew I shouldn't have left my hands and killed you completely that day, but it's not too late!"

For the newly degraded girl vampire, he has absolute confidence in killing it in an instant with his fighting spirit, and the light element can destroy the unstable blood source of the brain domain of any newborn low-level vampire, and instantly damage the blood clan's roots.

With the help of the indomitable momentum, the Monk of Light once again absorbed the elemental divine power, and the white light and thin hair in his right hand, as if the authority of an angel possessed by the Holy Spirit, shattered the evil in one blow, dispelled the darkness, and slashed the fallen blood.

"Demon Suppression Fist!"

The highly condensed right hand of the light element, with a speed beyond the norm, drew a white afterimage in the rain, roaring with a force of more than a thousand jun, and the fist was like a cannonball, making everyone chasing behind him jealous, and the young man Wen Gehua was even more anxiously shouting and reminding, for fear that the lover would not know the depth, even with his body that had transformed into a blood clan for many years, he would be seriously injured by this punch.

"Xena be careful!"

"Daughter!"

In the face of everyone's exclamations, the contempt and cruelty on the enemy's face, the flower umbrella girl just smiled slightly, stretched out her slender arms, and the light purple slender nails and snow-white delicate palms seemed to be soft and boneless, and leisurely met the terrifying and destructive demon suppression punch.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and time seemed to stop at this moment, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

The soft palm collided with the rigid iron fist, and the imaginary rout scene did not appear, and the result was that both sides took two steps back at the same time. There was a bang, and the raindrops falling from the sky were shattered into countless beads, scattering and splashing to set off a curtain of transparent water.

The Monk of Light only felt the impact on the refined iron wrapped in nephrite, and he rebounded with great force, and his body stumbled and fell backwards, almost falling into the muddy water again. And with the light destruction element that came out of the palm, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't play any role at all.

"How is it possible, how is it possible! Are you a vampire or a human?! No, even humans have to be harmed by the elements!"

Regardless of the roar on the other side, Sina, who took two steps back, also looked at her slender white and tender hands, and raised her willow eyebrows, as if for the first time she realized her true power after awakening.

"Good opportunity, let's go!" the chief monk noticed that his opponent was stunned, and seized the opportunity to seize the opportunity, and suddenly burst out and swept to the side.

But as if she had already noticed it, her heart moved, and her body was like a light swallow that had blocked the enemy's way, and at the same time, following the strange thoughts that poured out of her mind, wisps of elemental power surged in her hands, and in a short time, a layer of white light element had emerged!

The vampire's unique claws of blood energy were covered with a layer of light element, as if the light wave palm used by the Dou Qi Master, and this blow was even more powerful by fusing the skills of the two opposing forces, and it hit the opponent like thunder.

"Ahh

The Light Monk roared, not expecting that the opponent's attack speed would be so fast, he could resist it, and he was instantly hit in the back, and the destructive light element poured into his body, although he was not as extremely restrained as the dark attribute, but he also really felt the pain of the opponent in the past, as if there were several more needles in the flesh and blood to torture.

The burly monk opened his mouth, his face full of pain, and instantly fell into the street.

(To be continued.) )