The trees in the distance swayed gently in the breeze, as if to cheer on him, and the clouds in the sky drifted by, casting speckled shadows, adding a touch of mystery and oppression to the battlefield.

The battle was in full swing, He Lin did not flinch, his body was full of strength and tenacity, and there was only determination to win in his eyes.

Time passed, the number of wolf demons began to decrease, and they gradually felt the invincible power of He Lin, the demon beasts that fell to the ground one by one, and the blood-stained red land, which was the witness of He Lin's battle.

The last wolf demon let out a final roar, but it couldn't change the defeat, and He Lin's dagger stabbed into its throat accurately, bringing the final blow.

The battle was over, and He Lin stood on the battlefield victoriously, the small scars on his body making him even more brave.

His breathing was rapid and powerful, and his chest heaved as if he were celebrating his victory.

The surrounding scenery also seemed to cheer for his victory, and the wind in the valley stopped howling and was replaced by a gentle breeze on his cheeks.

The frequency of the trees swaying also slowed down, as if in awe of his courage, He Lin smiled slightly, he knew that he was just a speck of dust in the battle.

But he also knows that only after countless battles can he become a real powerhouse.

Suddenly, He Lin was stunned.

He was in a vast valley, surrounded by towering snow-capped mountains, like a towering barrier, and the cold wind howled through him, making his clothes rattle.

Somehow came to this place.

Could it be that you are in a deep illusion again?

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a brilliant light, and he looked up to see a blood-robed elf suspended in midair.

Her slender figure is like a blooming red lotus, and her blood-red robe flutters, reflecting her noble and mysterious temperament.

She held a magic wand tightly in her hand, and the wand shimmered with strange runes, exuding an indescribable power.

"A sea of blood!"

The female elf called out loudly, and the magic staff swung with it, and suddenly, a stream of blood-red energy gushed out from the tip of the staff, turning into a raging sea of blood.

The waves in the sea of blood were turbulent, setting off a thousand waves, as if they could swallow all life.

He Lin felt a tremendous pressure, and he immediately used the teleportation technique, and his body dodged the attack like a lightning flash.

When he looked back, he saw that the place where he had just stood had been violently bitten by a giant beast had instantly turned into a pit a hundred meters wide, and the bottom of the pit was dark and deep, like an entrance to hell.

He Lin's heart trembled, he knew that he had encountered a strong and dangerous opponent, he looked around vigilantly, and found that the surrounding mountains were covered with heavy snow, and there was not a trace of life in the valley.

The cold wind still howled, accompanied by the flying of snowflakes, adding a touch of poignancy to this bleak scene.

It's not like the secret realm before at all.

He Lin took a deep breath and decided to face the challenge, his body was instantly shrouded in a faint light, and his eyes became firm.

He knew that only by defeating this blood-robed elf could he save his life.

He stepped forward, his steps like he were stepping on ice, making a dull sound, his form looming in the wind and snow, and he approached the blood-robed elf like a ghost.

A cloud of magic gathered in his hands, and he was ready to launch a deadly attack, the Demon Flame Ball!

The blood-robed elf felt He Lin's threat, and her body shook slightly, as if turning into a red aura, and quickly dodged He Lin's attack.

Her movements were vigorous and flexible, like a cunning fox, He Lin was not discouraged, he followed the red aura and tried his best to catch up.

His body was shuttling in the cold wind, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at the fleeing figure.

Finally, on a snow-white ice field, He Lin caught up with the blood-robed elf, and he suddenly raised his hand to release a blazing flame, the flame was like a giant dragon, sweeping in, wanting to devour the blood-robed elf.

The blood-robed elf sneered, her body turning into a red light, quickly passing through the encirclement of flames, she quickly retreated, and once again kept a distance.

He Lin didn't give up, he gritted his teeth and showed more powerful skills, his body emitted a star-like light, and his eyes flashed with determination.

The blood-robed elf looked at He Lin, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she waved the magic staff in her hand again, ready to cast a more powerful magic.

The battle is about to enter the white-hot stage, and the two strong men are ready to fight for their lives, they are in this desolate snow-capped mountain, the cold wind blows, and the snow flakes fly, as if to herald the advent of a desperate struggle.

Elves have strong magical damage, but their weakness is also obvious, that is, their own defense is very poor, as long as they are close to them, it is over.

He Lin stood in the dense forest, staring at the beautiful and mysterious female elf in front of him.

Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall around her slender body, she wore a gorgeous red robe, and held a delicate staff in her hand, and the breeze made her robe flutter as if she were one with nature.

Originally, He Lin could teleport close to the female elf, but every time he was shocked by the powerful magic, he couldn't get close to the elf, and he stared into the female elf's eyes, flashing with firm determination.

"Frost and Snowstorm!"

The female elf waved her staff and once again cast a powerful magic, and suddenly, frost appeared in the sky, and the temperature dropped sharply.

The cold air condensed into flying snowflakes and fell to the ground to form a white silver world.

He Lin's face changed, and he wanted to use teleportation to escape from here, but he was still a step too late, and he felt that his body was bound by an invisible force.

The cold invaded his limbs in an instant, and his whole body was frozen in ice, and he struggled but could not move, and could only watch as the female elf approached.

At this time, the animals of the forest seemed to sense the danger and hid one after another, the wind was no longer blowing, and the leaves were silent on the branches.

The cold breath permeated the air, making the whole forest seem quiet and solemn.

The female elf slowly raised her staff, her eyes showed a hint of indifference, and a mocking smile was slightly hooked on her lips, as if to mock He Lin's powerlessness, she stretched out her slender fingers, and her fingertips flashed with cold light.

At this moment, a slight sound came from the depths of the forest, and He Lin's eyes lit up, and he saw a small bird flying down from a branch and quietly perched on his shoulder.

The bird spreads its wings and makes a crisp call, as if calling for something.

He Lin's brows furrowed slightly, and a surge of courage surged in his heart, he tried to concentrate, ignoring the frozen feeling of his body, his eyes were firmly fixed on the female elf, watching her every move.

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