Time passed little by little, the huge waves of the entire Ten Thousand Poison Lake calmed down little by little, and the submerged giant bridge also showed up little by little, and when the bridge deck was about to be exposed, a dazzling white light appeared from the bridge deck, and the white light formed a circle of several meters.

There were more than a dozen dragons in the cover pinching the magic from time to time, and with the pinching of the magic trick, the round cover that was about to be broken began to slowly converge, but the washing of the huge waves made the light mask start to shake, and it was about to break.

Burst...... Burst...... Several blood spurts sounded, and several of the dragons spewed blood and withered to the ground, leaving only a few of the strongest dragons still holding on. Fortunately, the waves were getting smaller and smaller, and the entire lake began to drop dramatically. At this time, the Ten Thousand Poison Lake can no longer be called a lake, and the lake level has dropped to a distance of several hundred meters, and it looks like a deep pit, a huge deep pit.

Kiss...... After a soft sound, the dome on the bridge deck collapsed, revealing the shadows of three dragons, and the other dragons were completely stunned on the ground, but there was no one left on the entire bridge deck. Those dragon soldiers had turned into miasma under the impact of the lake. Even on the opposite shore, there were less than a thousand dragon soldiers left.

Although these dragon soldiers saved their lives, they were killed by the attacks of the elves, and such a small number of dragon soldiers was just a piece of cake for the elves. The elves looked at the hollow in front of them that was about to turn into an empty lake, and their expressions were suddenly shocked, and they couldn't believe the facts in front of them. Only Bai Kani knew in her heart that this qiē was caused by Ye Tian.

"Ah...... Why, why ......" An unwilling roar came from the bridge, and the ninth-order dragon clan of the Holy Master roared at the empty lake, his eyes became blood-red, he led the troops to attack the elf clan, but he didn't expect to fall into such a fate, nearly 100,000 dragon soldiers were actually wiped out in the Ten Thousand Poison Lake like this, how could he be willing.

He turned his gaze to the elves opposite, his eyes were full of murderous aura, perhaps out of the dignity of a master, he didn't make a move. However, at this time, nothing but hatred in his heart is hatred. What else to talk about the dignity of the master. He was going to kill these elves and bury them for his own dead people, for the soldiers lost by the entire dragon clan.

"Kill ......," his figure exploded. Quickly rushed to the opposite side, and the remaining two Saint Master Eighth-Order Dragons beside him also rushed over with him, with the strength of the three of them, it was not difficult to destroy the elven army on the opposite side. The army is gone. They will not give up the attack on the dragon clan, not to mention, there are nearly 20,000 or so follow-up troops in the rear who have not come.

With the addition of these follow-up troops, the dragon soldiers still have the strength to fight, but these elves will be their first sacrifices.

The three dragons were very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the elves, and raising their hands was a powerful magic attack. The mountain shook down in a moment, and the giant tree in the elven hideout was overturned by powerful energy, and the elven clan in front was under the attack of magic. Most of the dead and wounded. Combined with the previous losses, the elves have almost lost more than half of their combat power.

However, at this time, none of the elves retreated, even if they were facing three Saint Master-level masters, the elves quickly began to fight back, and magic and arrows swarmed towards the three of them. Giver is at the forefront.

At this moment, the dragon clan of the ninth order of the Holy Master saw him, and the dragon clan's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and he said with a hint of hatred in his eyes:

"Demon elves, since you have chosen to betray the elven clan. But he ambushed my dragon clan here, and you, the traitor of the demon elves, represent your demon elf clan and clean up the portal. Die for it......"

His mindless words made Werther stunned slightly. However, Werther vaguely guessed something, and in the face of the dragon's attack, he didn't have the heart to study the meaning of the other party's words, he raised his hand to protect himself in a magic barrier. The figure rushed forward, and the magic attack in his hand struck the dragon.

He knew that with his own strength, he would not have a chance to live in front of this person, but he didn't want to escape, let alone escape, death was inevitable, so why not fight, even if it was a moth to the fire, he had to try.

The powerful magic attack quickly killed Werther, and before he could get close, the powerful energy made Werther's heart beat and the skin on his face ached. As the attack was about to hit him, Witt roared.

"Die...... he gathered the energy of his whole body into a single blow and struck the Saint Master-level dragon from the side. A relieved smile appeared on his face, and he felt that death was so close to him in the face of the incoming attack. But he has no regrets.

As a demon elf, he has been struggling between the relationship between the elf clan and the demon elf, even if he knows the conspiracy of the demon elf's high-level, but he is helpless and disdainful, but with his identity, he can only choose to pretend to be stupid. Most of the demon elves are the same as him, they just want to live peacefully with the elves, no matter what, they are all from the same bloodline. Perhaps, if he died in battle at this time, there is no need for him to be sad about this bloodline. It's worthy of the elves who raised themselves.

Just when Witt thought he was going to die, a figure appeared in front of him, and a magical barrier instantly enveloped the two of them. Bang...... The attack from the opposite side was blocked. Then, Werther found that he had disappeared where he was.

"Get them out of here, and go to meet your princess head-on, and leave it to me here. ”

A pleasant female voice, cold but with a hint of fluctuation sounded in Werther's ears, and Werther found that he had been transmitted to the rear of the elves. Looking at the white figure of the three dragons in the air in some surprise, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But. In an instant, he understood, this must be the meaning of the handsome, yes, I can't die here, the elves are still in crisis, I can't be selfish, even if I die, I have to die worthwhile.

"All the armies obeyed the order and retreated...... Leaving from the teleportation array, the target, the road to the city, the princess is still waiting for our support......"

Witt let out a loud shout and quickly issued an order to his subordinates, and the remaining nearly 10,000 elves heard it. Eyeband looked into the air unwillingly, and they quickly retreated. These soldiers knew that it would be useless for them to stay here, and that it was better to leave, and that it was pointless to die here.

"Who are you?" The ninth order of the dragon clan's holy master looked coldly at the white-clothed woman in front of him, with a hint of questioning in his voice, and a murderous aura emanated from his body, although the retreat of the elf clan below made him unwilling, but the strength of the woman in front of him made him very jealous. He couldn't be distracted.

Even the two Saint Master Eighth Order beside him were locked by this woman with a powerful qi machine, and they didn't dare to make the slightest movement. (To be continued.) )