The original jade scales were pink, accompanied by a hint of heat, and the green-scaled shaman who looked like it was cooked stood on the top of the totem pole with difficulty with the crystal staff, and the soul vortex that was originally entrenched around Salur had completely disappeared. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The illusory hands grabbed out of thin air, and the evil energy that had not completely dissipated in the area in front of him gathered, but in the blink of an eye, the original illusory clone that could be blown away like a gust of wind returned to its original state, and the hands floated in front of him, and a human-sized evil flame fireball was quickly generated, and with a gentle push, the next second he arrived in front of the green scale shaman, and when he was about to smash the green scale shaman who was already defenseless, a hand that was also covered with scales suddenly bounced out of a crack in front of the green scale shaman, and grabbed the evil flame fireball。

"Huh!"

With a startled roar, the outstretched hand pushed violently, smashing the evil flame fireball to the ground, and then the crack widened again, and a blue-scaled female Naga slowly crawled out, which was the Naga priest who had fought with Kelreth and Marseilleu on Daron Island in the first place.

"It's a pleasure to meet you again, Honorable Spring Rain Sacrifice!"

With an indifferent face, the flame clone looked at the Naga priest who came out without a trace of surprise.

How could it be that the high elves were fully armed and mobilized a reorganized corps to defend against the fish-man disaster, how could it be that there were only these earth chickens and dogs in front of him, even the more troublesome green scale shaman, the soul sacrifice, was only worthy of the strength of the sixth order, and for the high level hidden in the sea secretly, Keerreth has always maintained great vigilance. Although the Naga priest in front of him didn't seem to have much ill will towards him, even when he was still very weak, he allowed himself to destroy the other party's important clone without retaliation.

"Is that what your mother taught you, the one who chasers the sun, so much to bully the small?"

Glancing at the green-scaled shaman who had been familiar with seven or eight points, the Naga priest slanted his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of green healing energy, and after curing the fish-man shaman in an instant, he turned his head and said to the clone of Kelris, there was not too much malice in his tone, but with a lot of helplessness.

"Honorable Priest of Spring Rain, you should be able to tell that I haven't been promoted to a Legend yet!"

Grinning at the female Naga, the doppelganger dissipated, and the true body far away in the elf camp directly teleported over, and said after a slightly respectful ancient Aishara salute.

In fact, as a genuine foreign aid, the half-elf mage has long suspected this aspect, the low-level mage walks all over the ground, the middle-level mage is not as good as the dog, and the high-level mage is according to the quil Salas who plan to do a dozen, and the archmage is naturally not a few, for the fish-man disaster in front of him, casually supporting a few archmages in the battle domain is comparable to the role of thousands of elf warriors, but from beginning to end, he has never seen an archmage in the elf reinforcements, or even in the Golden Mist City, and the two elf friends did not mention anything about this piece, and then witnessed the average strength of the two groups of fish-man frenzy, Kelreth guessed that this kind of natural disaster may have already formed a conventional bottom line, that is, the two sides did not send a legendary-level spellcaster, and the words of the Naga priest in front of him further confirmed Kelris's guess, but I don't know if there are any restrictions on other situations, after all, the High Elf Fang just now dispatched a warrior who looks like a legendary-level warrior.

"Hmph, the stench of sulfur..."

Glancing fearfully at the dissipating flames around Kelris's true body, Tyrannal pursed his lips.

Indeed, with her eyes, she had long seen that the elf in front of her had not really stepped into the legend, but the strength of the other party's burst was also clear to her at the bottom of the sea. Moreover, as a Naga priest who had experienced the invasion of the Ancient Burning Legion, the terrifying power and difficulty of such a thing as evil energy were naturally very clear.

"I don't want to go around in circles, as long as I'm here, no matter how many fishmen there are, they're just cannon fodder!

With a little Evil Flame Staff in one hand, he fixed it in front of him, and threw his hands to his chest, Kelreth said lightly. At the same time, the eyes of the half-elf were fixed on the totem pole under the green scale shaman, the original carved carving full of various creatures without a trace of gap, but now it was a small blank at the root, and a trace of greed flashed in the jade-colored eyes, and the totem pole in front of him turned out to be so many high-quality souls, and the thousands of middle-level souls that he had destroyed just now were only less than one-tenth of them, if he grabbed them all...

But then, the half-elf mage regained his composure, and although the cake was delicious, it had to be eaten with a life.

Not to mention that the legendary priest in front of him can suppress himself alone, there may be more troublesome and dangerous things on the bottom of the offshore sea in the distance, and the half-elf mage has actually used his spiritual power to carefully perceive it for the first time, although he can tell that there are indeed countless souls inhabited in the totem pole, but they seem to be imprisoned by some kind of power, plus the outer layer of the totem pole protection, Keerreth can only look at it, obviously except for the green-scaled shaman-soul sacrifice in front of him, others can't control the soul in it at all, let alone take it out。

"I am Tyrannal, Your Majesty's Priest of the Spring Rain, even if your mother is in my presence..."

The slender eyebrows furrowed coldly, the Naga priest straightened up, and an earth-shattering coercion quickly spread, immediately pressing the cold sweat of Kelleris, who was still peeping at the totem pole.

While speaking coldly, Tyrannar slowly floated towards the half-elf mage, but halfway through the words, the elven phalanx suddenly erupted with an even more terrifying coercion, and in an instant, it crossed the entire battlefield and enveloped the entire coastline.

"Huh, old man, I knew you were cowering in there!"

Squinting at the top of the elven camp, a huge elven phantom slowly formed, and the Naga priest withdrew the coercion and whispered.

"Hahaha! Old woman, I'm much younger than you!"

Earth-shattering laughter came, and Kelreth looked back in the same shock. In fact, the coercion of the Naga priest did not bring him too much pressure, after all, where is the total amount of spiritual power, as long as he wants, he can break free at any time, but behind him, the phantom that formed above the elven phalanx is the one who chases the wind.

And at this moment, the astonishing coercion unleashed by this elven warrior is far beyond the limit of what the legend can carry, is it above the legend... Muttering, the half-elf mage turned to look at the Naga priest again.

"Priest, it seems that you are the ones who have broken the covenant!"

"Hmph, I'm also for your good, keeping the corpse of the Sea Eater will eventually bring a catastrophe to the elves!

"The catastrophe is coming?"

Looking at the beach in the distance, starting to deal with the following elves, there was a cold snort from behind Kelrith. (To be continued.) )