Qing Qian didn't expect that the priest named Luo Shui had such a strong sense of perception. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She disappeared from the spot the moment the lightning struck, but she keenly felt that she was locked by the girl's soul.

This is a very troublesome matter, the barbarian priest soul lock is extremely difficult to escape, the only barbarian priests in the entire continent who can cultivate the soul to the extreme, they focus on the cultivation of the soul, in their words, only a strong soul can communicate with the sun god.

If there is anyone in the entire continent who has the strongest soul power, then it can only be the chief high priest of the Barbarian Court.

So he saw the maelstrom that was forming.

Jumping in the night, Luo Shui flew up from the ground, holding her skeletal staff aloft and chanting obscure incantations in her mouth.

Qing Qian kept changing her position, and she suddenly felt a soul power again, this soul power was a little weaker than Luo Shui, but it was very hot.

"Damn, that big guy is a priest too!"

Qing Qian decided to leave the battlefield, and Agoura suddenly rushed out like the wind.

"Protect Luoshui!" Agoura threw a word to Mo Ye, and he had already rushed out of the distance of a hundred meters.

Mo Ye didn't even understand what was going on, Hou Yi was equally puzzled in his eyes, he followed Agoura, Mo Ye thought about it, and didn't understand why such a powerful priest still wanted him to protect him. But he still quickly stood up and ran in front of Luo Shui.

There should be an assassin, Mo Ye thought so, he was not wrong, Qing Qian was originally an assassin.

The eyes of the skull on the staff in Luo's hand lit up like two bright stars.

"The Pupil of Truth!"

Luo Shui spat out four words, and a bright light suddenly appeared above her shallow head, as if there was a light above her head.

She emerged from the shadows, and Moya saw her in an instant.

Luo Shui was still chanting, and the skull staff shone again.

"Wind ...... Wind...... Tatsumaki ...... Wind ......!"

A gust of wind suddenly rose under Qingqian's feet, and a huge suction force came, and the gust of wind whistled up, rolling up the dead leaves all over the ground, and immediately pulled Qingqian's legs, and she couldn't jump again, so she was about to be swallowed up by the tornado.

"Phantom Walk!"

Qing Qian disappeared from the tornado, not being swallowed, but appearing a hundred meters away from the tornado.

Luo Shui frowned suddenly, her soul was still locked in Qingqian, she didn't expect that the woman of the Night Clan would be able to escape.

So, she began to chant again.

Agoura ran extremely fast, and was very out of proportion to his body.

He suddenly jumped up in the air, his hands raised in the air, slowly bright, and when he jumped to the top, Mo Ye looked at Agoura's hands in amazement.

Agoura's hands raised a ...... Sun!

It was a basin-sized ball of fire, glowing between his fan-sized hands.

Agoura threw the fireball out of the way, drew his sword in the air with his backhand, and pulled out a two-handed greatsword with a silver glow.

Mo Ye's heart shook wildly, and he had a preliminary understanding of the profession of priesthood, and he also yearned for cultivation even more.

Qing Qian cast the phantom step again, and she did not go far, but rushed towards Luoshui.

The physical strength of the priests is their biggest flaw, because of the dedication to cultivating the soul, they hardly take an extra minute to refine the body.

This seems to be a common problem among cultivators, just like Mo Ye slashed off the old eunuch's arm with a knife.

At present, it seems that only Agoura is a pervert, who is very strong and can perform priestly spells.

"Boom......!"

There was a loud bang, and just where Qing was standing just now, the fireball hit the ground, and a thick cloud of dust and smoke rose from it, and the weeds on the ground burned.

The movement here was so great that it had already alarmed the barbarians who were celebrating, and countless barbarians rushed over here like a tide with all kinds of weapons.

Qing Qian is still calm and seems to have no fear.

The big sword in Agoura's hand slashed head-on at Qing Qian, but it slashed into the air.

She's ghostly, she's like a ghost.

Hou Yi followed closely behind, smashed it with a punch, staggered over, and kicked a leg in Hou Yi's chest, Hou Yi was the first warrior of the Sun Tribe, and he was kicked three feet away by this leg.

Qing Qian didn't kill him, because Mo Ye was in the tribe, and Mo Ye had to stay in the tribe for a while.

Mo Ye's blood was boiling, and he rushed towards Qing Qian, forgetting to protect Luo Shui, but Qing Qian disappeared from his eyes.

"Be careful!"

Agoura roared, not expecting the NightClan girl to be as slippery as a fish in the water.

Luo Shui's face became even paler, she was still chanting a spell, this spell was a bit long, as she chanted more and more high-pitched, the skull staff became brighter and brighter, and the skull necklace around her neck also lit up, and those thumb-sized skulls seemed to come to life, all emitting bright white light, slowly turning around her neck.

Walking in the night, there is still a lamp on his head.

She believes that she can successfully approach Luoshui, as long as she controls Luoshui, then the crisis will be solved, and then explain it to them, this matter is over, but she is exposed, it doesn't matter, anyway, the task is to protect Mo Ye.

Her pupils dilated in the night, and she was getting closer and closer to Luoshui.

Suddenly, an alarm arose in her heart, which made her extremely uneasy, as if she was about to suffocate.

She has an extremely keen sense of danger, an instinct that is one of the essential talents of a good Assassin.

She trusted her instincts, and she didn't hesitate to cast the Phantom Step.

"Ice ......"

The temperature around Luo Shui dropped suddenly.

"Sealing ......"

Just where the shallow vanished, there was frost all over the ground!

"......!"

Qing Qian appeared two hundred meters away from Luoshui, a piercing chill rose, and cold ice appeared out of thin air on the ground, and she was frozen in place.

"Three seconds, only three seconds. Qing Qian silently recited "Three!"

Agoura rushed over, a little far away.

"Two!"

Hou Yi also rushed over, but the distance was still a little far.

"One!"

Qing Qian was about to get out of trouble, she grinned, and was about to cast a phantom step to leave.

"Bang!"

Mo Ye appeared silently behind Qing Qian, and smashed a fist on the back of Qing Qian's head, knocking Qing Qian to the ground.

Luo Shui fell from the sky, as if all his strength had been drained because of this spell, Mo Ye didn't think about it, he rushed over like electricity, and took Luo Shui in his arms.

Luo Shui's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, sticking her bangs.

"Kill her!" Hou Yi said viciously.

"Don't be impulsive, this girl has a bit of a background, ask later. ”

Agoura tied up Qingqian like a rice dumpling, then put it on his shoulder, and shouted to the people who were swarming in: "It's okay, everyone continue to carnival!"

The crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and the great chieftain was certainly worthy of praise for capturing the invaders alive.

Agoura carried Qingqian, and Mo Ye returned to the campfire with the unconscious Luo Shui and Hou Yi.

Mo Ye looked at Agoura and asked, "Is this...... What to do?"

Agula laughed and said, "I don't know what to do, you hold her first and wait for her to wake up." ”

Mo Ye was speechless for a moment, but Agoura unscrewed the wine bag and poured the wine on Qing Qian's face.

Qing Qian woke up, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and said, "The barbarian's wine tastes so bad!"

Agoura was stunned, and looked at Qingqian with wide eyes, "Little girl, you are my captive, are you a little captive?"