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At dusk, the sky sank like a weeping face, and the north wind howled angrily, enveloping the face like a knife cutting. The endless weeds, like weeping in the cold wind, they are tilting and turning, this scene is so sad......

Look at this day, it will snow at night. The baggage team behind the army first set up camp, and for a moment the voices of people were mixed, the neighing of horses, the shouting, the crowning, and the sound of objects crashing, it was simply a mess.

Naturally, Ling Hu Jue would not stand stupidly, setting up a tent with an apprentice chef named Xiaoliu. Although his hands and feet were constantly busy, his eyes peeked around from time to time, and not far away, he had already begun to dig a stove to start a fire, so Ling Hu Jue put down the rope in his hand and said lightly: "Little Liu, I'll go first." ”

Xiao Liu snorted, his eyes were extremely gloomy, he hated this kind of weather, hated this kind of work, and hated war even more.

Linghu Jue ran over, and the old housekeeper was running back and forth with his big cigarette stick to command, and when he saw Linghu Jue running, he shouted: "Busy with your going, you don't have to cook tonight." ”

Linghu Jue was slightly stunned, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only turn around and walk towards the same place, his heart was very puzzled, and from time to time he looked back at the crowd running back and forth, many heavy soldiers were already unloading grain, piled up in piles, and soon, small grain mountains were piled up. It seems that the division is not far from here. Linghu Jue secretly walked to the original tent and picked up the rope that had just been thrown down to be tied.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Liu, who was burying the corner of the tent curtain with soil, raised his head and said with a little confusion.

With a calm smile, Ling Hu Jue tied the tent pole and said, "I won't open the gang at night." ”

Xiao Liu is not surprised, those magicians are very strange. Sometimes a little fruit is all it takes. Take them with you. The main thing is to prevent after a large overdraft of mana. Use special ingredients to restore your divine power.

Regarding this, Ling Hu Jue was also clear, he thought about it, and said to Xiao Liu: "I'll move these ingredients over first." ”

After saying that, he clapped his hands, walked to a magic ox cart parked not far away, picked up a bag of seaweed skins and walked towards the tent, which was used to store these special ingredients. This seaweed skin is said to have the effect of restoring the divine power of fùjing.

Lifting the curtain and entering, Ling Hu Jue quickly took out the long-necked bottle containing the potion, untied the animal skin bag, and sprinkled the potional evenly on each seaweed skin. His movements were extremely fast, and soon, he used up the small half bottle of potion, stuffed it indiscriminately, and tied the animal skin bag again, and Ling Hu Jue walked out of the tent.

This time, he saw a strange scene. In the distance, nearly a hundred magicians were divided into six rows. There were three rows of oblique and solemn on the left and right, and a few zhang away from them, there were also hundreds of baggage soldiers, and a dazzling white light fell from the sky, falling on the bodies of those baggage soldiers, and a warm breath emanated.

Xiao Liu was half-squatting, very excited to watch the sweaty heavy soldiers who were blessed by magic scatter through their heavy clothes, while the other team of heavy soldiers was bathed in the light of magic.

It was as if falling into a five-mile fog, and Ling Hu Jue said suspiciously: "Little Liu, what's going on?"

Xiao Liutou replied without replying: "The sun has come out of the west, and those magicians are afraid that those heavy soldiers will not be able to stand this ghost weather, so they will bless them with magic. ”

Linghu frowned, subconsciously feeling a little strange, but he didn't know what the problem was. I just feel that this magician group is a little too benevolent, but after all, this kind of magic blessing is extremely limited for hundreds of magicians, and the possibility of conscience discovery cannot be ruled out.

The old cigarette stick was already shouting loudly in the distance: "Come here, come here." ”

Ling Hu Jue hesitated for a moment and followed Xiao Liu's walk. Sure enough, as Xiaoliu expected, it was their turn. When Ling Hu Jue followed the team to this group of magicians, the uneasiness in his heart became clearer. Those magicians all had cold faces, and their expressions were calm, with a hint of pride in their eyes.

There was a slight chanting, and a white light fell from the sky, and the beam was as warm as a chun, and everyone hummed happily and comfortably.

The initial reaction was that Ling Hu Jue was no different from these people, but with the invasion of white light, the magic elements in his body actually became restless, the blood flow accelerated, his chest was suffocated, and even the spirit platform began to have signs of dizziness and churning!

Not good. At the moment when Linghu Jue felt something strange, he had roughly understood what was going on, and he didn't dare to hesitate anymore.

"Sure enough, it's here. A loud shout sounded from afar, only to see the figure flashing, more than a dozen strong men dressed as ordinary baggage soldiers flew out, they had long been mixed in the crowd, this time, it had surrounded Linghu Jue layer by layer. The shape of the fox was slightly abrupt, and the black dragon spear that appeared in the void was shining with a dazzling cold light, and under the shot was his best "Big Dipper Seven Style". ”

But the strong people who came up around him were either knight-level or pinnacle-level, so naturally they would not be stupid and hard blocking, and they all retreated upside down. Seizing this short time, Ling Fox Jue whispered: "Bloom, Jing Spirit Wings." ”

At the same time that the wings that were pitch black but with endless noble charm took him to the sky, the air sprinkled with diffuse light and rain, slippery, one by one, towards him, as if the Milky Way was flowing backwards endlessly.

The wings swirled lightly, making the fox groan in a low voice: "Law, nature." The green arc of light came out of the body, and in the circle of arcs of light swirling and dancing, the light rain touched instantly dimmed.

But Linghu will have to face not one or two magicians, but hundreds or thousands of magicians. As soon as the light and rain disappeared, fireballs erupted, and bursts of heat spread around, but in the blink of an eye, the dark sky was already red.

There are many ants, and this is the reason why they can bite and kill elephants. These magicians are no taller than Hou level, but because there are too many of them, Ling Hu Jue is also a little in a hurry, and he has to teleport directly. As the figure disappeared into space, his mind raced: it was clear that it was a trap set against him. The purpose is to find him, and the reason why there is no half-king-level powerhouse is not to make him suspicious.

As if to prove what he was thinking, the sky in the distance was re-revealed. The violent screams of the blood vultures could be heard.

But at the moment. Linghu has no time to take care of it. At the moment of his teleportation, the mage group chanting in the distance had already laid a forbidden enchantment, making him fall as soon as he showed his figure, this is the role of the mage group. No matter how strong a person is, his power is limited.

The silver halo between the wrists flashed slightly, and the flames appeared around the brilliant starfire void all over the body, carrying Ling Fox Jue, and the four hooves flew between them. The flames danced and danced, and a fire dragon flew towards the crowd like a fierce beast that flew from the arrogant void.

This shocking change made the originally confused and frightened baggage team fall into a sāo disturbance, and the screams and scolding immediately became a mess, and the sharp wind rose, and more than a dozen strong people of the Four Elephant Sect surrounded the surroundings, swooping upward, and all kinds of blades were dazzling and cold.

Linghu would not dare to fight, his lips buzzed at an extremely fast speed, and all the fighting energy, magic, heavenly dao, and laws were all exerted. The black dragon spear swirled in the air, like a huge and friendless crystal black ball rolling rapidly. Under the action of the laws of nature, the slick star flame flow expands and contracts, dazzling with dazzling green sè brilliance. As a result, the surrounding shè, whether it was the qi or the magic, disappeared and disappeared so silently, and as soon as it began to disappear, a crystal black ball that spread into an arc umbrella rose again, and the crystal light in the sky looked wonderful and wonderful!

"It's the Heavenly Way of Nirvana. A self-proclaimed well-informed powerhouse of the Four Elephant Sect shouted in horror as he retreated. At this time, the scorching flame was like a streamer of light that went straight to the thousands, and under the instructions of Ling Hujue, it went straight into the barracks, and the red and gorgeous, red and poisonous pillars of fire floated one after another, reflecting those frightened and horrified expressions, and it became more and more domineering and wild.

The half-prostrate Ling Hu Jue gasped slightly, although he didn't have a few moves in the fight just now, it consumed most of his fighting energy and magic power, far from being as easy as he looked.

Galloping, sweeping, flying, without the containment of the mage, in the blink of an eye, the flames have galloped out of the barracks, throwing the enemies behind them far away, and plunging into the boundless night. This time, it changed direction and headed in the direction where the vulture had flown from.

This is the xing character of Ling Fox, knowing that the speed is not as fast as the blood vulture, and he can't escape, so he simply goes out and rises to the challenge. He believed that Sia and Mans were not fools, and would definitely send people to keep an eye on the enemy's movements, especially the Blood Vulture, which posed the greatest threat to them, as long as this divine beast made a move, Mans would know that something was wrong with him. With the speed of Moyun, it should come to the rescue.

The strange laughter in the air was like crying, rolling over: "Ling Fox Jue, where do you want to run this time?" Then this terrible laughter, the sky that had come to night suddenly changed, and the void of Sen Sen ghost fire appeared, whirling each other, weaving and weaving, as if countless ghost eyes were flashing, and countless cries and curses were reflected, which was extremely strange and terrifying.

Naturally, it was the Youwang who spoke, this time he learned to be obedient, and as soon as he made a move, he was Tiandao Sen Luo!

Gazing at the illusion, the fox sank, and all the magic power was poured into the black dragon spear, the body of the spear trembled, and the faint dragon groans were endless. As if to cheer himself up, he suddenly raised his head and responded with a whistling sound, the sharp whistle broke through the clouds into the sky, reverberated in a circle, and finally, a violent and high-spirited dragon roar sounded, the black fog churned, the air was whistling and surging, and the majestic double horns appeared between the void with a pair of blood-red eyes, a huge mouth, and a thunderbolt fell, almost shattering the Heavenly Dao illusion of the Youwang.

Although the King of You knew that this black dragon might not be his opponent, he didn't dare to take it lightly, to be honest, his heart was already full of yin shadows for Ling Hujue's magical powers, and more importantly, his task this time was to consume Ling Hujue's combat power, as for the back, naturally someone would clean it up.

So, not reluctantly, he withdrew the way of heaven, and drove the slightly apprehensive blood vulture towards the black dragon, he believed that at this moment, Linghu Jue was definitely the end of the crossbow.

In an instant, the sound of the wind roared, the air flow was turbulent like a wave, and the dragon's roar sounded in the ears like rolling thunder. Linghu Jue barely glanced at it, lying on the back of the scorching flames, letting the scorching wind whirlwind and lightning, throwing himself into the boundless night.

The overdraft of his magic power had blurred his vision a little. In front of me, it was like a layer of mist rising gently. He knew that the Black Dragon was far from being the opponent of the Ghost King and the Blood Vulture, and now, the only thing he could do was to escape, and how far he could escape before the ink clouds arrived.

At this moment, the galloping flame let out a long hiss. Ling Hu Jue raised his eyes and looked, a hundred zhang away, four people lined up, a style of moon silver sè gown, the same cold flat plate, but the middle eye was green, very much like a pair of snake pupils! . )