In the grotto, the injured Xixuan Mage's expression became very solemn.

He still hadn't understood the type of lady beside the beginner warlock.

If she was a mutant warrior, her speed was beyond his realization.

If she is a warlock, but she can't distinguish the other party's attributes from the sea of energy, she can only see that there are many bright spots full of explosive energy gathering in the bright outline of her body.

To be honest, he didn't expect to be here, to meet that fake contact.

Is it because he accidentally said the "fire stealer" plan, so that the other party followed up and investigated here?

Because on that very day, the people showed interest in the fire stealers.

His chest was full of chagrin at the moment, on the one hand, he hated his lack of experience, and on the other hand, he hated and feared the warlock in front of him who could use strange and plausible origin spells.

Wei Ling saw that the earth spirit mage had entered the earth retreat state again, and then saw a few bright blood drops on the passage that appeared, and nodded secretly:

"He's injured, well done, guarding the palace!"

In fact, this is also the first time that Welling has led the frontal attack of the palace guard, so fast as lightning, fierce and fierce, it is impossible for the other party to guard against it.

The last time he faced Zheng Jin, the palace guard was basically doing offensive defense, and that made Zheng Jian disgraced.

This is the power that the ghost and god carcass should have, all types of beginner and intermediate warlocks, there is no one enemy guarding the palace at close range.

At that time, the "warlock killer" that Li Ling lobbied was indeed not a lie.

Welling smiled and praised Shougong, and the original vigilance in his heart relaxed slightly.

At present, it is certain that the other party is safe, the other party cannot escape the energy body, once it appears, it will be fatally hit by the palace guard, and if it does not appear, it will not be able to cast a magic attack, and it will be completely in a dilemma.

The golden knife hanging down in the palace was as bright as new on the blade, and there was no blood staining.

Shougong walked behind Welling, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

I can finally help my son.

What's more, in the face of danger, Childe's first reaction was to block himself behind him...... It's ...... I'm ashamed.

Facing the empty passageway, Welling threw out packets of information:

"Mr. Master, are you practicing here?

Are you going to send the children of the Empire here for training as well?

The one who knows the three attributes of magic, does he live in this secret room?

What does he have to do with you?

He's a member of the Fire Stealers Project? ”

Not far behind him, due to the impact of the sonic boom, the smoke and dust from the collapsed cave slowly settled in the dark passage.

Shougong continued to maintain vigilance, and secretly praised the child's information loss.

No matter how the other party answers, there is no way for the other party to turn the tables anyway, and once they answer, some information may be leaked.

The blonde-haired earth spirit mage has regained his composure at this moment.

In the dark energy infusion, he felt that the endless earth spirit energy around him was repairing his body and replenishing the energy he consumed.

He had no intention of answering Welling's inquiry.

What did Welling have in mind, didn't he understand?

However, when he was about to leave, he felt the small secret room through his spiritual power, and his face showed sadness.

This kind of sad spiritual characteristic naturally cannot escape Welling's perception.

When he was detecting and analyzing various emotions, and during the time when he studied dreams, his mental techniques had already established a basic model of various emotions.

"Sir, you are sad."

Welling threw out the message again.

The blonde magician was startled and calmed down again.

He was even more jealous of Welling, and threw out a message:

"Yes, I'm sad, he's my younger brother, my genius brother, killed by your soldiers, I'm not here for revenge, I'm here just to see his place of practice."

Immediately, he disappeared in the sea of energy filled with earth spirits.

Perhaps it was because of his grief that he gave the only bit of feedback.

Perhaps, Welling's understanding made the magician suddenly feel that they were all enemies anyway, and the other party knew that he had lost his brother and could not make things worse, so he revealed such a little personal information.

Welling and Shougong were relatively silent.

Feeling like they would never find anything again, they went back the way they came.

"Shougong, today I finally saw how powerful you are as a warlock killer."

Welling was still amazed at the speed of guarding the palace.

"Of course, Childe paid such a big price, he can't get it back for a waste, hehe."

Shougong is obviously in a very good mood at the moment.

Welling was naturally in a better mood.

At first, I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to crack the attack of a mid-level mage who could escape.

I didn't expect to have Shougong and cooperate with me, and I was simply the nemesis of warlocks.

When encountering those mages who don't know how to escape, first make a one-word formula "Ding", or a one-word formula "Punishment", so that the other party is sluggish in their own spells, and then defend the palace to launch a strong attack, and the other party will naturally fall into an extremely passive state, and even be killed by the palace in an instant.

"Haha, that's the case, the world can go!"

For a while, Welling finally had a kind of smug spirit.

As he walked back to the station, Welling pondered.

In a moment, he had a plan:

"Go back and ask Li Lingyou, where is the temple in this city, we will go and see it tomorrow."

Welling had a gut feeling that the mystical pattern badge was the same as the one in the Great Temple of Patbond, and it was most likely the belief of these mages.

Faith is faith, and whether it has anything to do with mages and spells needs to be verified.

……

Carrying a stack of wheat cakes on his back, he walked barefoot, had already walked over the flat ground and slowly approached the side of the mountain.

Along the way, he also met some ascetics who were just as ragged as him.

Among these people, there was even an old man, whose clothes were completely gone, and only a little gray linen cloth was wrapped around his crotch.

The goal of these ascetics was the majestic plateau of the north.

Seeing a few ascetics who had lost the strength to walk at all, Hezi would take out a piece of the wheat cake he was carrying and place it in front of the ascetic who had fallen to the ground.

As for these exhausted monks, what they need is whether they are water or wheat cakes, whether they can have the strength to eat wheat cakes, and whether they can still muster up the strength to reach the destination in their hearts, these are not things that Hezi cares about.

He was still like that, following his established direction, walking unhurriedly.

Some new scars were added to his bare feet, but he didn't seem to notice.

Then he walked up into the mountains, with a dense forest in front of him.

Passing through a forest belt of deciduous and low jungle leads to a mix of deciduous and coniferous forests, then coniferous forests and finally alpine scrubs and meadows.

He has been through this journey many times.

He never worries about the beasts in the jungle, as he has encountered all kinds of mutated beasts.

As soon as the beasts saw him, they instinctively ducked away.

It wasn't until night fell, and he couldn't tell the direction in the forest, and he couldn't see the road under his feet, and he would not rest.

He doesn't make a fire, he doesn't set up camp, he just sits cross-legged with his back against a big tree, and rests with his eyes closed.

The forest was silent, except for the sound of the mountain wind and pine waves.

……

In the camp of the Western Expeditionary Army at night, the soldiers were all sitting on the ground in the open space outside the vehicle, communicating with each other.

The sergeants on the perimeter guard, dressed in arms, some were cruising around, some were on guard at the secret sentry posts.

Welling, Shougong and the Li brothers sat on the Gobi outside the "Blue Bird" and exchanged ideas at will.

Knowing the experience of Wei Ling and Shougong in that tunnel in the afternoon, Li Ling was in his mind, checking the whole process video over and over again, and his heart was shocked and amazed:

"Awesome, Shougong, a mid-level earth spirit warlock, in front of the cooperation of you and Welling, he doesn't even have a chance to make a move."

Welling responded with a grin:

"Hehe, if it were you, maybe there would still be a chance, and you could throw Jin Ling's long-range spell from a distance."

Li Lingyou carefully analyzed the measures he might take in the face of Welling and Shougong:

"Yes, I guess I'll throw a big golden needle at Welling first, maybe this spell will suddenly appear around him at close range, make a surprise attack, and then attack the palace guard, followed by a sluggish, rusty and other auxiliary spells, and then condense a large metal object attack, and decide whether to escape or not according to the results."

Li Kongqing rolled his eyes:

"Then, you then discover that Welling has used techniques such as solid and stone skin techniques to block your attacks.

At the same time, on the side of the palace, before your spells can keep up with her speed, she has already appeared in front of you.

You don't even have time to give yourself a golden body technique before you realize that your eyes can see your ass......"

Li Kongqing's cold addition made Li Lingyou very dissatisfied:

"Fifth brother, if I can delay the palace for a while, I will apply a protective spell to myself while continuing to run and widen the distance......"

Li Kongqing looked at his eighteenth brother with pity: "Wake up, think about it carefully, the speed at which you can break through the sound barrier ......"

Li Lingyou was stunned for a moment, and responded depressedly: "As long as you don't know how to escape the law, it seems that you will inevitably die...... Luckily, we're in this group. ”

Welling smiled slightly, giving a possibility:

"If, I mean, there is a lot of water around, and the water is full of spiritual power, it is still possible to escape.

First of all, he directly applied a few mud tricks to me and Shougong in a row, mixed with condensation and water archery, so that the area we were in was directly like a swamp, and we could turn around and hurry up and escape. ”

Li Lingyou felt a little incredible: "How is it possible? Such an easy beginner spell!

Just jump out, you can continue to hunt down the water spirit warlock......"

Li Kongqing thought for a while, and his eyes lit up: "Haha, I understand...... Eighteenth brother, you have forgotten the weight of Brother Welling and Shougong! ”

Li Lingyou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized:

"Ah...... Yes, yes, I ignored this, if the ground turns directly into a soft and slippery swamp, you will not be able to use your strength, you will inevitably sink, and you will have a chance to escape. ”

"Yes, but not for too long, Welling will freeze the mud and harden it, and it will soon catch up."

Li Kongqing is not optimistic at all.

Li Lingyou came up with another solution:

"Unless it's a mid-level Earth Spirit Warlock, if you use "Geographic Transfiguration" to turn the ground into fluffy quicksand, you can give it a try, but if there is no abundant water spirit power around, Welling won't be able to quickly stabilize the quicksand, and the two of them will fall into quicksand. ”

Welling nodded and gave Li Lingyou a thumbs up:

"This is reliable!"

Li Lingyou was a little happy:

"Yes, magic does need to be used flexibly, and I've learned it again."