The sacrificial expression's puzzled expression made Leng Wushuang, who was beside him, ask casually, "What's wrong with the sacrificial martyr?"

The sacrificial corpse looked at the same and asked Leng Wushuang, "Did you hear a voice just now?"

Listening to the words of the sacrifice, Leng Wushuang hurriedly looked left and right, but she didn't feel anything abnormal, shook her head and said, "Nothing, did you hear it wrong?"

The priest scratched his hair and said helplessly, "Maybe I heard it wrong, let's go quickly." ”

After saying that, a pure white gem appeared in his hand, which was the kind used for lighting, and belonged to the more common kind. The priest shook the gem slightly in front of his eyes, and the next moment he and Leng Wushuang were both stunned.

Originally, they thought that this was just a small cave, but what they never expected was that this cave was as unsightly as it could not be seen, and the stalactites on the top of their heads were three or four meters long, and a drop of water dripped down the stalactites on the ground of the cave, invisibly forming a different kind of music.

At this time, Leng Wushuang pointed to the flashing white bright spots in front of him, and the priests hurriedly put away the lighting gem in their hands, although it was dark in the cave, they could still judge the approximate location, especially with the lighting gem in the hands of the three people as the target, so it would be even more difficult to lose it.

After walking a distance of nearly a hundred meters, the sacrificial corpse heard the sonorous sound of the sword and the roar of the fierce tiger, and the sacrificial priest and Leng Wushuang hurriedly quickened their pace, and they quietly hid behind a rock.

At this time, the three figures were already inseparable from the tiger-type ore beast.

Leng Wushuang looked at the three of them and said, "I didn't expect that these three people turned out to be a combination of two warriors and a magician, and this magician actually has the existence of a healing magician. ”

It's not that he hasn't seen a magician, it's just that this magician is not at the same level as the mages he has seen before who can only use some fireball magic.

He held a blue staff in his hand, dressed in a pale blue robe, and kept chanting some incantations in his mouth, and at the same time as he paused the incantation, a light appeared on the bodies of the two warriors in front of him, and because of these lights, the scars on their bodies returned to their previous state as if they had not been received.

Leng Wushuang looked at the sacrifice with surprise written on her face, she really didn't know whether to say that this guy was rare and weird, or whether it was more appropriate to say that this guy was more appropriate.

The combination of these three people is very final, two warriors are at the front, one of them is a shield warrior, holding a two-ninja axe in his left hand, and a huge shield more than a meter long in his right hand fixed on the very wall. Beside him was a warrior wielding a greatsword, the surface of which emitted a faint red glow.

As a creator's sacrifice, it can be seen at a glance that the greatsword is definitely a molded equipment, and that glimmer is the energy of the fire family. However, there was no high-level spell on the sword, so it can be roughly determined that it is a level 3 or so forging equipment.

At this time, the priest found that the body of this tiger-type ore beast was bleeding profusely, and as the blood flowed out in large quantities, its attack power became weaker and weaker. At this moment, with the sound of a tiger's roar, a red stone covered with blood appeared in the place where it was standing.

Leng Wushuang lost his voice in shock, "This turned out to be a pregnant ore beast!"

It was the first time he had seen such a magical scene, but the next moment he heard the fantastic voice again, and he said softly, "Save Mom~!"

This time, the voice was very clear, and the priest immediately locked onto the newly born red stone. I wondered to myself, this can't be the newborn little guy talking to me, right?

Xiaolong's voice rang out at this time, "Sacrifice, the purpose of those people is probably that cub, you must not let it be snatched away!"

Xiaolong's voice seemed very anxious, and the priest didn't understand why Xiaolong spoke by himself at this time, because when he was in trouble before, no matter how he called Xiaolong, Xiaolong didn't give him a response.

At this moment, the two warriors launched a fierce attack on the weakened tiger-shaped ore beast, the giant long sword, slashing at its appearance, bright red blood flowing down its body. And its footsteps began to drift gradually, obviously almost unable to stand, but it still tightly guarded its offspring.

Even the frosty Leng Wushuang couldn't bear this scene anymore, he stood up directly, holding the spear in his hand, and a majestic blue energy poured out directly.

Leng Wushuang's actions were unexpected, but since he wanted to fight against these three people, he was afraid that his own strength was indeed a little insufficient. The sacrificial priest also conjured up his Holy Flame Burning Flame Sword, and the power of the Holy Flame was directly injected into the long sword.

At this time, two different colors of energy rose into the sky, the gold of the sacrifice on the left, and the cold blue of the warrior on the right.

The magician, who felt the most about the elements, immediately noticed the strange and powerful energy fluctuations emitted by these two people, and he hurriedly beckoned the two warriors, who never expected that there was a yellow finch behind him.

The giant sword warrior glanced at the sacrifice and Leng Wushuang and said angrily, "This is the prey we found, what do you want to do?"

The priest sneered and said, "I didn't expect that there are only people on this continent who will abide by the principle of first come, first come, first come?

The giant sword man yelled at the mage behind him, "Help me quickly, get rid of these two guys!"

After saying that, a white light enveloped his body, and judging from the movements of the giant sword warrior, he didn't seem to have any intention of defending.

Leng Wushuang glanced at the giant sword warrior who rushed towards them, and said to the sacrifice, "You go and deal with the shield in front, these two guys will be handed over to me!"

The priest smiled and said, "No problem, then I'll leave it to you!" After saying that, he directly bypassed the giant sword warrior and rushed towards the shield warrior in front.

The greatsword warrior and the magician didn't seem to care too much about the act of sacrificing the dead, and their targets seemed to be the same as Leng Wushuang, but for these two people, they had chosen the wrong target from the beginning.

At this time, a strange cloud had already floated above their heads above the heads of these two people, and Leng Wushuang, who had no restrictions, could liberate the Demon Breaking Spear at any time. She looked coldly at the giant sword warrior who rushed towards her, the spear in her hand just slashed sideways, and in those strange clouds, it actually shot down countless sharp ice blades like hail.

The blades of ice poured out like a flood that had burst its banks. The white light that the magician used didn't last long under the cold and unequaled ice blades for a while, and then they shattered and disappeared directly, and then these ice blades were like a wall, giving the giant sword warrior a baptism of blood.

This scene frightened the magician, he didn't believe it, how could a simple ice blade break the protective power of his magic, but he was afraid that he would never know in his life that the enemy he was facing was the magician's nemesis.

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