After swallowing a third-level demon crystal, Black Eagle lived up to his expectations and had a little change, although this change was not particularly obvious, but Zhuo Bufan could clearly feel that Black Eagle's vitality was slightly stronger than just now, and he was happy that he swallowed five third-level demon crystals for Black Eagle in a row. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

What made him feel very relieved was that this demon crystal was like a panacea for the seriously injured Black Eagle, at least his life was temporarily saved.

However, this relief did not last long, and the rumbling sound came from a distance, and the white horses with faint fluorescence all over their bodies, and some people with pointed ears, gathered from all directions at once.

After Zhuo Bufan saw them, his eyes lit up, as if he saw hope.

The white horses were more than twice as small as ordinary horses, and had a single horn standing up in the middle of their foreheads, which according to the book was supposed to be the legendary unicorn, a creature of the same period as the elves, and only those with a pure heart could approach it. As for those who have long pointed ears and are petite and delicate than ordinary people, they should be the oldest creatures in the mortal heavens, elves.

As in the books, they were small in stature, but each of them was handsome, and now, both men and women, they were all jumping on top of the treemen, and each elf had a longbow in his hand.

Whoa!

The elves shot bows and arrows at the same time, each bow and arrow was pulled out by the full moon, and there were different lights attached to it, it was the attribute true qi that only the true spirit realm powerhouses had, but it was slightly different from the attribute true qi, and it was purer and purer than the attribute true qi.

Zhuo Bufan is also within the range of the elves' attacks, the bow and arrow are extremely fast, and the naked eye can't distinguish the trajectory at all, not to mention that the bow and arrow is not just one, but hundreds or thousands long, each bow and arrow is faster than lightning, silent.

With his strong spiritual power and intuition, he avoided the bows and arrows, and reached out so quickly that even the elves on the opposite side couldn't help but admire, but Zhuo Bufan knew that the elves were overwhelming, and this kind of dodge was not a way, so his mind moved, and he jumped from one tree man to another with agility.

Woohoo!

Wherever people hide, the rain of arrows will follow, Zhuo Bufan glanced at the corner of his eyes, and the tree man who had just landed was like a living target standing still, with all kinds of bows and arrows inserted on his body, some wrapped in flames, and some with blue light, just like the different attributes of human warriors.

Unicorns come and go like the wind, and the fluorescent fluorescence emitted by the unicorn in the middle of the forehead wraps the body, they can ignore the high temperature flames of Yan Chihuo, and stare at the unicorn bravely and rush towards Yan Chihuo, once they are picked by the sharp horns that shine fluorescently, Yan Chihuo can't withstand the toss even if he has ten lives.

What is strange is that Yan Chihuo was not worried at all in the face of the unicorns rushing from all directions, but laughed with confidence: "Good come, good come, today I will let you taste the power of the fire in the center of the earth." ”

The fire in the center of the earth, as the name suggests, is a special flame hidden in the center of the earth.

Generally, as long as a strong person in the Lunhai Realm gets a little bit of it, his body will be scorched into charcoal in an instant, but Yan Chihuo deliberately went to the center of the earth and spent more than three years to introduce a wisp of fire into the body.

The elves are an ancient race, and since the ancient terrans defeated them, the elves have been hiding in the forest until now. They obviously couldn't understand the human language, and although they didn't know what Yan Chihuo was saying, judging from his mouth shape, voice and demeanor, there must be some conspiracy brewing.

Inside the elf, there is a white-haired character who looks very temperamental, like a leader. A soft groan came out of his mouth, and then reinforcements from the elves' side continued to accumulate, and more unicorns, treants, and elves poured in on the periphery. In this case, the white-haired elf not only did not have a look of victory at all, but his face became even more solemn.

He stared intently at Yan Chihuo, and Zhuo Bufan on the side was directly ignored by him, because the biggest threat in his eyes was the human being who was covered in fire, and as for the other one, as long as he gave an order, the unicorn and the forest poison would rush over and devour him until only a pile of white bones remained.

Yan Chihuo raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, the flames on his body swelled, and a wisp of white flame flew out of his mouth, as soon as the white flame appeared, the soil around him was directly dissolved by the high temperature, and the unicorn that rushed to the front ran and suddenly fell headlong, and a closer look at the strange scene made the elves stunned.

The limbs of those fallen unicorns melted unconsciously, and there were continuous explosions in the air, and a large number of brave and fearless unicorns fell, but the elven support increased much faster than death, and they still had the advantage of victory, but only the white-haired elf understood that the flames on this enemy were the nemesis of nature and elves.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, he suddenly discovered a very mysterious place in the south direction.

Several mossy rocks protruded from the ground, and the city was surrounded by a well.

After observation, Zhuo Bufan found a strange phenomenon, the trees and grasses within a radius of hundreds of meters were all wiped out under the high temperature, and the grass at the edge of the well was still luxuriant, not affected in the slightest, the closer the separation, the more you can feel the breath diffused in the well, even if you just smell it, you can feel the capillaries of the whole body stretch out, refreshed, and the spiritual platform is clear.

Zhuo Bufan felt the breath of life from it, as if the well was a place where life was brewing, which made people yearn for it, and couldn't help but want to bow down devoutly.

The Fountain of Life is in the Well of the Moon.

If this is the Well of the Moon, isn't it the fountain of life?

Suddenly, a loud bang deafened Zhuo Bufan, his eyes were dizzy, and he felt that his body was not his own, and the black eagle he was holding in both hands almost fell to the ground, three or four meters away from him, a tree man was hit by a fireball, and the air flow of the explosion mixed with sawdust flew in the air, and one of the sharper ones even almost cut through his protective true qi.

It wasn't until this time that he found out that the elves' side had been beaten into a pot of porridge by Yan Chihuo.

At the moment, Zhuo Bufan's mind was all on the fountain of life, he was not interested in joining this unnecessary battle, his figure flashed, and he flew towards the location of the well of the moon without a trace, and when he was about to approach, he didn't know what was going on, two tree men fell from the sky, and the branches of the trees turned into vines to tie him up and hold him high.

Qinghong sword unsheathed.

However, this time, no matter how much he chopped, he couldn't cut off the vines of the Treants.