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"Don't run away, boy!" Medea roared. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Lang ignored it, of course it was impossible to stop.

At this time, Meng Lang was already discouraged, and there were still a few places on his body that were burned by the flames, leaving scars.

And, Medea is not much better, she is wearing a purple dress, and she has also been scratched by the wooden arrow, and the snow-white skin can be faintly seen, and even Medea's bare slender thighs have a few marks, which are the abrasions from the flight of the wooden arrow.

The abrasion on the delicate and tender white thighs is really eye-catching.

Whew~

Meng Lang plunged headlong into the dense forest, trying to use the forest to get rid of Medea.

However, Medea was like a natural tracker, biting and not letting go of Meng Lang, and several times, Meng Lang thought that he had escaped Medea, but a flame struck, making him nervous and fleeing.

Fortunately, at the end, the magic cast by Medea became weaker and weaker, no longer a meteorite-like flame, only the size of a fist, but it could always be tracked, so that Meng Lang couldn't get rid of it.

"Little girl, the magic is weakened, and the magic can't last anymore, but she still doesn't give up, and she has to think of a way to get rid of her!"

Meng Lang used dozens of escape methods, but none of them could get rid of Medea's entanglement.

In the end, Medea simply stopped using magic and concentrated on tracking Meng Lang, so that Meng Lang couldn't get out.

In particular, Medea was extremely fast, and there were a few times when she was about to catch up, if it weren't for Meng Lang's shooting of the wooden arrow at the critical moment and widening the distance, she would have been captured.

Chase and flee, day turns into night.

Just when Meng Lang was a little desperate, there was a fierce fighting sound outside the forest, and even the earth was trembling, and the void was broken.

Fighting, frantic fighting.

Powerful battles.

To be able to cause a battle of this scale, the strength of the two sides of the battle should not be underestimated, at least not something that Meng Lang can contend with.

Meng Lang didn't even think about it before he got out of the forest and plunged into that battle.

Sure enough, the scale of the battle was huge, not of one person, but of a group of people.

The number of people involved in the fighting, to say the least, was nearly 10,000.

The battle was very fierce, missing arms and legs abounded.

When a piece of immortal magic falls, someone will surely die.

The screams continued, but no one flinched.

"It's really tragic enough, but I like it!" Meng Lang went to the center of the battle without thinking about it, for fear that he wouldn't be able to reach the most tragic place.

In the process of his travel, he casually dealt with a few red-eyed guys, making them unjustly unjustly killed.

Brush~

Medea appeared out of thin air, her blue eyes looked at the tragic and spectacular battle, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, when she saw Meng Lang who was constantly passing through the battlefield and wanted to escape, she couldn't help but stomp her feet and said hatefully: "Little thief, if I don't catch you, I'm Medea will not give up." ”

Walking through the tragic battlefield, it is likely that you will be injured by mistake, and even be regarded as an enemy, which is a big taboo for magicians.

Generally speaking, the physical strength of a magician is much different from that of ordinary immortals of the same level, and it is undoubtedly a purgatory for magicians on the battlefield of 10,000 people with immortal magic and power.

"The spirit of the fire elemental walking in the void, obey my commands, I say that if you want fire, there will be fire!"

The fire elemental summoned this time did not condense into flames, but turned into a robe that glowed with fire, attaching itself to her body to protect herself from harm.

Judging by Medea's means of controlling magic, she is definitely not a low-level magician.

After doing all this, Medea took a long step and rushed to the battlefield to catch up with Meng Lang.

"Little girl, this is not ,...... heart"

Meng Lang looked at Medea from afar, hoping that she wouldn't chase after her, but he didn't expect Medea to not give up and still rushed into the big melee.

"Ouch~"

As soon as Meng Lang was distracted, he was hit by the immortal magic flying around, and a wound thicker than his thumb appeared on his arm, and blood flowed.

Immortal power surged, flowing through the injured arm, and the wound began to heal.

The physical recovery of immortals is extremely strong, especially those with strong physical bodies.

Meng Lang slapped his backhand at the sneak attacking immortal, an immortal in the early stage of the Void Valley Realm, holding a giant sword in his hand, slashing at Meng Lang, taking Meng Lang as his old enemy.

"Smack~"

The palm wind was fierce, like a wind wheel, and with one palm, it slapped on the body of the Void Valley Realm immortal, with a click, the sternum broke, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the sky red.

The man was killed before he could figure out who his opponent was.

Meng Lang was also not polite, took the man's giant sword in his hand, took the man's storage ring again, and rushed farther away without looking.

After killing several people in a row, Meng Lang attracted the attention of the others.

"Where is the bastard, don't let him rush to the front, let's attack and kill him together!"

Several immortals had already paid attention to Meng Lang's rampage, thinking that it was just a certain side's centaurs, and their strength was slightly stronger.

Unexpectedly, Meng Lang kept attacking and killing, rushing to the center of the battlefield.

This is not what they can tolerate, the center of the battlefield is their confinement.

Whoever wants to break in will have to pay the price.

These people were obviously not from the same party, and under the shouting of one person, they actually performed immortal magic on Meng Lang at the same time.

The sound of the wind has been experienced, like a sword like a sword, and the wind attribute immortal art.

The red light is scorching, and it is extremely hot, like gushing magma, and a drop can suffocate and even die.

The wood is full of gas, and the mountains and seas are overwhelming, just like a forest pressing down, and countless ancient trees fall from the sky and bury people.

There are also a few immortal arts, and they are not weak.

"Crazy, you beat you, I kill mine, they have nothing to do with each other!"

Meng Lang had no choice, so he used the giant sword in his hand as a spear and threw it at one person, and immediately, the immortal power surged, and the immortal whirlwind technique was released.

"Flowing knives!"

Pieces of knife shadows, orderly flow, each blade is a wind shadow, and the sonorous sound is endless.

"Broad Shadow!"

The sword light flashed, the wind sounded, and pieces of knife light flashed, forming a huge barrier, just like layers of flowing wind, fast and unparalleled.

Causes the flames of magma to shoot back, sending the Infinite Dead Ancient Trees flying in all directions......

Knock knock~

The magma flipped over, and the immortal who performed the magma immortal technique bit the corner of his mouth and roared: "Fight, fire dragon!"

The body of the inverted magma turned into a huge fire dragon, and with a swing of its body, it roared into the sky, leaping into the clouds, and spewing out flames that were even more ferocious than the previous molten magma when it opened its mouth.

Sneer......

At a glance, you can see that the barrier created by the broad shadow is weakening, and even unstable.

Moreover, there are several other people who are constantly attacking, and their means are not weak.

"Medea, attack them quickly!" Meng Lang pretended not to be able to support it, looked behind those people, and deliberately yelled.

As soon as she heard this, Medea raised her eyebrows, she originally seemed to be just standing there watching the excitement, and then planned to capture Meng Lang when she was unprepared to attack her.

However, Meng Lang did not give her this opportunity.

Boom, the mountains and seaside giant trees, the waves like the sea, three people involuntarily turned around and attacked Medea.

In this brawl, these people have long been frightened birds.

One moment they are fighting with each other, the next they may shake hands and make peace. In the next moment, it may be a desperate fight.

Anyway, it's a group of red-eyed masters who can't tell the difference between friend and foe, even if they are their own, they have to guard against it.

Medea's face was as cold as water, and she had to retreat, waving her hand, and a few red immortal spells slowed down the attack of several people.

Immediately, Medea was as solemn as a goddess, a silver wand appeared in her hand, and she said in her mouth: "The spirit of the fire element walking in the void, obey my orders, I say that if you want fire, there will be fire!"

The meteorite flames reappeared, blocking Medea's body, allowing the ancient wood to be chaotic with arrows, or the boundless sea, several collided and sneered.

The meteorite flames continued to devour the immortal spells emitted by those people.

In front of the same level, the magician beats the immortals.

"Not good, mage, mastered the mystical power of the fire element. ”

"Let's go!"

The three of them exclaimed in unison, and each fled, no longer caring about the simple alliance.

Medea didn't chase either, driving magic to attack the two immortals who were fighting Meng Lang for their lives.

One person casts the immortal fire dragon, and the other casts the immortal wind blade.

The meteorite flames crushed over, and the two of them didn't have time to resist, they were swallowed by the meteorite flames, and even the immortal art was engulfed by the meteorite flames.

Magicians, in front of immortals of the same level, can be killed in seconds.

Medea met Meng Lang, a pervert, and couldn't take it down for a long time, but it was already on fire, and she took a few people to vent the grievances in her heart.

Medea couldn't capture Meng Lang for a long time, in addition to Meng Lang having the Heaven Shaking Bow, this mutilated holy weapon, and most importantly, Meng Lang was also a potential magician.

As magicians, the magic of nature will resist each other.

Meng Lang's magic has not been fully activated.

"Haha, Medea, I'm just now discovering the benefits of being followed by you, it's very good!" As soon as Meng Lang turned around, he rushed into the crowd and fled.

"Bastard, little thief, come back, come back, we can discuss!" Medea seems to have changed a little, hunting Meng Lang for a few days and nights, but still can't take Meng Lang what to do.

Medea wondered if she should change the way, such as negotiating or something, and the exchange would be fine.

"Please, don't treat me as a three-year-old child, chasing Lao Tzu for a few days and nights, do you have no husband and want me to be your husband!" Meng Lang ignored it at all, and slandered and teased.

This made a great magician, a magician with both beauty and wisdom, angry, and suddenly, one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and Medea immediately became a dominatrix.

"Little thief, if I don't capture you, I won't call Medea," Medea gasped, her neck flushed, "I won't roast you to death, or roast you to death!"

This magician, who attaches equal importance to beauty and wisdom, doesn't seem to be very good at scolding, thinking that roasting to death is the most vicious word for scolding.

"Oh, I'm so scared...... Come and catch me!" Meng Lang hid in the crowd of scuffles and deliberately raised his voice and shouted.

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