He Lin's movements were clean and neat, and every dodge was accurate, as if he were a shadow on the battlefield.

The rhythm of the battle became more and more intense, and the figures of the blood elf and He Lin staggered and shuttled on the battlefield, each contact releasing strong energy fluctuations.

Their eyes were full of determination and determination, and they understood that this battle was destined to be a life-and-death struggle.

Although the battle continues, every action and every detail shows their strength and skill.

The long hair of the blood elves danced in the air with their rapid movement, like a blazing fire, and He Lin's eyebrows were full of perseverance and calmness, and every shot was full of strength and wisdom.

Everything on the battlefield was immersed in endless flames, full of enthusiasm and strength, and the duel between the blood elves and He Lin was like a magnificent dance, with every movement perfectly coordinated.

Their figures streaked across the battlefield, leaving dazzling lights behind, as if telling their perseverance and courage.

The battle continued until the last moment, until the dawn of victory shone on the battlefield.

This battle is destined to be a never-ending battle because their faith and determination will never be extinguished.

………

In the battlefield where He Lin confronted the Elven Empress, the wind was howling, the torrential rain was pouring, and under the dark cloudy sky, lightning split the dark night, illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were day.

He Lin was anxious, he knew the difference in strength between himself and the Elven Empress, and her magic was strong enough to make him unreachable.

And the overwhelming scope of magic made him helpless and unable to get close.

He Lin regretted that even if he used the teleportation skill, he could not escape the pursuit of these magics.

With each teleportation, He Lin was knocked away by magic, far away from the Elven Empress, and he couldn't wake her up, unable to untie her from being controlled by aliens.

After thinking for a moment, He Lin knew that he had to find another breakthrough, and he realized that killing those four aliens might be the only solution.

Only by eliminating them can the Elven Empress return to normal, and with firm determination, He Lin grabbed the dagger tightly and resolutely rushed towards the four aliens.

Using his teleportation skill, he instantly appeared above the head of one of the aliens, and the dagger in his hand flashed with cold light, like a cold star in the ice and snow.

Holding the dagger tightly, He Lin held his breath and stared at the target, his movements were light and accurate, like a cheetah looking for its prey at the moment, condensing the strength of his whole body, he stabbed down fiercely.

The dagger sliced through the air with a sharp piercing sound, like a sharp blade piercing through the void and piercing into the alien's body, blood splattering, instantly staining the dark battlefield red.

He Lin felt the breath of victory, his eyes flashed with determination, this blow was not only a fatal blow to the aliens, but also the redemption of the Elven Empress.

However, the other aliens on the battlefield were not idle, they immediately sensed He Lin's threat and launched a frantic attack.

The magical energy condensed in their hands, forming a series of blazing flames and icy ice picks, which struck at He Lin.

He Lin was nimble, dodging these deadly attacks like a civet, sometimes rolling, sometimes jumping, sometimes dodging, trying to protect himself from being hit.

His eyes revealed determination and determination, and he was determined to wipe out the remaining aliens once and for all.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was tense and intense, with magical energies colliding in the air with a deafening loud bang.

He Lin's figure was like a bolt of lightning, shuttling between enemies, fighting them without fear.

His dagger danced in his hand, swords and shadows intertwined, cornering the aliens, his attacks swift and accurate, each blow full of power and ferocity.

He had only one goal, which was to kill them completely, and the battle lasted for a while, and He Lin felt that his energy was gradually exhausted.

But there was still a determined glint in his eyes, he would not give up, he must defeat these four aliens and save the Elven Empress.

Meanwhile.

The Elven Empress is fighting Hoshino and Xingyue, and they can both cast powerful magic, but the Elven Empress is obviously stronger than their magic, and the two Queens are simply unable to resist it.

"Frost Dragon!"

The Elven Empress raised her fingers and condensed a brilliant magical rune that swirled with ice-blue light.

The chill filled the air, and a huge dragon-shaped ice sculpture spawned out of nothingness, its body made of frost, shimmering with cold light, emitting a chilling chill.

The dragon spread its wings and soared, instantly crossing a distance of thousands of meters, and rushing straight towards Hoshino and Xingyue.

Hoshino and Xingyue's eyes met, and they joined forces to cast the Flame Dragon, and the air around their bodies instantly burned, and the flames danced, converging into a huge flame rune.

The dragon roared out of thin air, its body made of blazing flames, swaying and dancing tongues of fire, exuding a suffocating fiery aura.

The two dragons stood opposite each other in mid-air, fierce and ferocious.

The Frost Dragon and the Flame Dragon engage in a fierce duel, and the dragon's claws collide with the dragon's claws in a deafening crash.

Ice and flames collided with each other, turning into a sky of ice, snow and sparks, and with the power of frost, the frost dragon spewed out an ice blade, extremely sharp, cutting through the air and tearing through the flame armor of the flame dragon, and the flame dragon burned everything with a scorching breath, solidifying the frost of the frost dragon.

During the battle, the figures of Hoshino and Xingyue were agile and swift, Hoshino held a long sword, the sword flashed, and the attack of the flaming dragon cooperated with each other, like a perfect combination of fire and sword.

Star-Moon wields a staff of magic, and the starlight flickers, unleashing a powerful magical power that provides a steady stream of energy to the flaming dragon.

The tacit cooperation between them made the Flame Dragon's attack sharper, probably because of the Elven Empress's lack of physical strength, and the Frost Dragon in mid-air was always at a disadvantage.

The frost dragon roared, condensing even more intense frost energy, and it flapped its wings violently, causing a gust of cold wind to blow, and ice and snow flew through, enveloping the flaming dragon in it.

The flaming dragon was bound by the power of frost, and the flames gradually extinguished, and its body gradually covered in frost.

Hoshino and Xingyue frowned, their eyes revealing firm determination, and they were not to be outdone and attacked again.

Hoshino's sword glowed hotter, Xingyue's staff of magic brighter, and their power converged to form a shining light that slammed into the frost dragon.

The frost dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, but its body began to tremble, the frost shell shattered, and the flames burned again.

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