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Ling Hu would never have known that this fortress battle had involved several major races, and he and the Falcon Division had also put himself and the Falcon Division in an extremely dangerous situation. He was wandering on the plains hundreds of miles away from the fortress at the moment, and although he knew the direction in which the other party was escorting Wei Bao from Narcissus, he couldn't determine the route. Therefore, he chose the safest and most dangerous way, which was to wait near the fortress and rescue the other party before entering the fortress.

said that he was waiting, but he rarely had time to sit down and rest, after all, this plain was too vast, and no one knew that the escort team would emerge from that place. In order to make sure that nothing was missed, he could only ride the flame back and forth in the northwest direction of the fortress, and from time to time he used the Great Eagle Eye to make detectives.

The morning sun rises and the sun sets. In the back and forth, Ling Hu Jue was silent and did not say a word, his eyes were indifferent, his expression was stiff, and between his eyebrows, he seemed to be staring at a touch of firmness mixed with depression!

The grasslands of deep winter are lonely and desolate, especially at the beginning of the night, when the sky is cloudy and hazy, and layers of heavy northwest winds howl angrily, whistling across the earth.

Finding a leeward mound, Ling Hu Jue sat down, gently rubbing the scorching blood-red hairs that knelt down, and it was only at this moment that his cold eyes showed a little soft charm. After taking some dry food, he swallowed it with the cold water, and stepped on the scorching flame again, although he knew in his heart that in this kind of weather, it was unlikely that the escort would travel late at night, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, if Wei Bao was escorted into the fortress, it would be difficult to rescue him.

Snow was falling again in the dark sky. A snowflake fell on Ling Fox's cheek. After melting, it becomes a faint water stain. He wiped it off gently, letting the flames fly through the snow, swirling with the wind.

This time after the cycle of galloping and resting, the eastern sky, I don't know at some point, has revealed a chaotic and miserable fish belly white, like through heavy smoke, becoming a misty blur!

It was the leeward mound again, and Linghu, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, wiped his face with snow. Just as he stretched his waist to soothe his muscles, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, the sound of hooves was not urgent, faint, like a gossamer floating in the air.

Ling Fox was shocked, his pupils contracted, and an invisible cold aura suddenly emanated. Although he was not sure if the hoof sound came from the person he was waiting for, after all, it was the only movement he had heard in a day and a night.

The flames slanted in the direction from which the hoofs came. A moment later, a procession caught his eye. There were quite a few of them, there were forty or fifty of them, and the robes on their bodies showed that they were the disciples of the Four Elephant Sect. One of the horses was dragging a vague shadow on a sturdy rope, the mangled body of a man. The horse galloped, the dragged body drawing an irregular straight line on the snow-covered grass.

Ling Hujue's gaze stayed on the dragged body, his hands clenched into fists, as if he was about to crush the bone joints, and his teeth bit into his lips, and a cruel and wild smell seeped out.

Lie Yan also felt the murderous aura from the depths of his heart, and began to move slowly, like a mountain moving horizontally, so firm, deep, mighty and majestic towards the queue that was already moving in this direction.

At the moment when the Sixiangmen people in the queue noticed something strange in front of them, the flame moved, and the speed was incredibly fast, and when they looked at it from a distance, they saw a flash of blood shadows, and they galloped close to dozens of feet. The strange horn as if it had been skinned suddenly sounded: "Ling Hu Jue, Ling Hu Jue." All the disciples of the Four Elephant Sect were dumbfounded, and they all froze, a deathly silence enveloped this large group of people, and the air contained a cold freeze, a solemn stiffness, and the incomparable shock and consternation in their hearts!

Linghu Jue, who was galloping, didn't pay attention to those people's gods at all, his eyes were shrouded in bitter hatred, and as soon as he poked out his arm, the black dragon spear had appeared in the void and fell into his hand, the tip of the spear reflected the snow light, and the point flashed a dazzling light, and a cold air faintly formed.

At this time, a strong voice overwhelmed the hustle and bustle of a qiē: "Look for death." The sound was still in the air, and the sound of the machine had already resounded, and the short arrows were like rain, and the dense and sharp puff shè came!

The extreme anger did not distort Ling Fox's face, but made him calmer, giving people a deep sense of tremor and suffocation. His figure flickered slightly, and the missile flew forward, unleashing a series of suspended rolls, and with each turn, the cold-lightning crossbow arrow grazed closely after the talisman shield outside his body in the blink of an eye.

A manic dragon roar sounded, the scorching hooves stepped into the void, and a "boom" spewed out a puff of flames, the flames sprayed high, and then sprinkled down, turning into a pile of blazing fireballs towards the four elephant men who were armed with bows and crossbows.

Most of those Sixiang Sects only had a Hou level realm, and they suddenly raised a long howl of fear, horror, and tragedy.

Linghu Jue in mid-air snatched a sharp turn, and a crystal thick light belt was drawn like a moon in the sky and the river, making a terrible sound like a roar breaking the sky, like a cloud shadow covering the stars, so fast and fierce as a sudden chase.

Before these dazzled, panicked Sixiangmen people who dodged the fireball could figure out what was going on, blood splattered with brains, and the miserable howl seeped out to the outside, and the three big men had already rolled to the ground.

The figure roared angrily and rushed to the side, only to see the sword body tremble, and a blue light had flashed to Ling Fox's throat! He smiled coldly and teleported directly, and when he reappeared, he was already near the horse that was pulling Wei Leopard's body.

The Four Elephant Gate people understood Ling Hujue's intentions from the moment he appeared. As soon as he appeared, he roared and slammed the knife that caught Sen Sen's face.

Linghu spun on tiptoe, the black dragon spear roared softly, and the Yangtze River poured down towards the flying Daogang. The jet-black brilliance sprinted and flew in a sea of silver, circling around, like a powerful black dragon sweeping through, smashing, it was such a fierce method, people would see it, and there would be a feeling of Yu getting out of trouble......

That sword gang shattered in an instant, and at the same time, it was these low-level demon martial arts that rolled up the sword gang that shattered. With a low snort, the shape of the fox was like a streamer that swept thousands of years ago. It was so amazing in a flash. In the blink of an eye. Flesh and blood are flying, the human body is thrown around, and the screams and wails have been mixed together!

"Linghu is absolutely unwilling. A thunderous roar was still dancing in the swirling air, and a bloody iron pen was already sharply and viciously pointed at his chest, shoulders, and lower abdomen.

Another high-ranking warlord. Ling Hu Jue retreated slightly like lightning, and what caught his eye was an old man about sixty years old and slender. The facial features on the face are surprisingly sharp and cold, and there is a special deep and cold aura.

Linghu had already made up his mind: a quick victory. Therefore, I don't want to entangle with this person, it is directly another teleportation, and at this moment, most of the disciples of the Four Elephant Sect and the previous high-level battle lord have been entangled in the scorching flames, and the scorching flames are running in the shadows of the horses, and a round of bloody fire rings suddenly rise, and at this moment, nearly ten people from the Four Elephant Sect with a low realm have turned into ashes.

The knight-level powerhouse who had fought with Linghu before was a thin old man. Facing a half-step king-level divine beast, the panic and anxiety in his heart could be imagined. The wrinkles on his face sank deeply, and he hissed half-madly: "Disciples, the reinforcements of this sect will arrive soon, don't let them escape if you risk your life." ”

In the midst of the chaos, more than two dozen disciples of the Four Elephant Sect desperately fought towards the scorching flames. But how could Lie Yan put these small fish and shrimp in his eyes, and he didn't even bother to use skill magic, so he went on a rampage, and the tall bodies of people were shocked into the air or trampled to the ground one after another like throwing hydrangeas.

Ling Hu Jue reappeared, this time, he calculated the position, just loomed, his left palm pulled up an arc, and the palm momentum fell diagonally from the center of the arc, cutting the rope behind the horses that were frightened by the flames. As soon as the figure turned, I saw the red light intertwined and flying, and the red iron pen struck again, and the sharp wind tore through the air, making a whistling sound like weeping.

This time, Linghu never retreated, his thin body had rolled sideways to meet him, and at the same time he drank coldly in his mouth: "Heavenly Dao, Nirvana." ”

The spear style like the sky and the earth cracking made the old man with the iron pen in his hand roar like thunder, "Heavenly Dao, Starstorm." In a dense "bang" and "bang" muffled sound, Ling Hu Jue was shocked and flew a few feet, and when the qi and blood floated, several disciples of the Four Elephant Sect intercepted it, and at the moment when the Xue Liang Dao Gang could slash over, Ling Hu Jue had already flashed, and a puff of spear suddenly flew, and the disciples of the Four Elephant Sect had howled wildly, and the flesh and blood splashed out of the spinning.

The old man who just wanted to chase after him had already understood that something was wrong after the Nirvana Heavenly Dao took shape again, so he followed the residual strength of his Starburst Heavenly Dao and desperately rushed backwards, his reaction was quite fast, but he still did not escape the spear of Nirvana's rebirth, spurting a mouthful of blood, and was shocked seven zhang away.

At this time, Ling Hu Jue had already grabbed Wei Bao's almost non-chéngrén body and jumped up in the air, and the moment his gaze touched Wei Bao's face, his face changed suddenly, and the kind of god was hideous, cold and savage. Wei Bao's hair was messy like grass, his face was full of ulcers, slimy, red and sticky on the left and right, and the one that was originally blind became a rotten pit with blood pus and yellow water. The flesh and blood all over his body were blurry and smelled foul, and if it weren't for Ling Hu definitely feeling his weak breathing, he would even think that Wei Bao was dead.

His heart spasmed, and he forced his excitement to restrain his excitement, and while flashing in the air, he gave the order to retreat towards the flame in the spirit platform.

And just as his mind flickered, a hawk-like eagle roar sounded in the air in the distance. Linghu Jue's whole body twitched, and he knew that what he feared most had happened.

From the very beginning, he understood that the person escorting Wei Bao should not be too strong, and it would not be difficult to rescue him. What he was afraid of was the blood vulture of the divine beast inside the fortress, the distance of hundreds of miles, for a flying divine beast like it, it was a blink of an eye.

Blaze came with the afterglow of the flames, causing the fox to whirl in the air, landing on Blaze's back, and galloping away in a northeastern direction. At this moment, the huge body of a blood vulture appeared in the air in the distance, flying in this direction like a lightning speed.

Linghu Jue thought that he and Flame were no match for the Blood Vulture, so he had long thought about the way to deal with it in case such a situation occurred. Although he didn't know if this response would work, he had no choice but to take a risk.

The speed of the scorching flame was unparalleled, but it was relatively compared to the beasts, and if it was compared to the flying divine beasts such as the Blood Vulture and the Ink Cloud, it was still a lot inferior. So that even if the flame exerts all his strength, his hooves fly, as if he is soaring into the clouds and the wind, rushing forward. The blood vulture turned to the massive body that followed, but it was still getting closer.

Fortunately, there was a distance between the two from the beginning, and when the blood vulture figure got closer and closer, it was also closer and closer to the destination where Ling Hu wanted to escape.

A large swamp with a sense of dead silence had come into view of him from afar, yes, this was the way back for Ling Fox Jue to leave for himself. He's going to use the clams in the swamp that have some relationship with him to deal with the blood vultures......)