The most powerful person, the person who is like a god in this plane, stands behind him, what is there to be afraid of?

The scenery of the Shadow Mist Forest is good, but unfortunately the war is still burning in the distance, and the rainforest, which should have been quiet, has become a little restless. The leaves of the wide plantain-like tree swayed slightly, reflecting the light of the morning sun, and the dew condensed on it was crystal clear, like a lover's tears, lingering and sad. It is as if he is crying for his homeland immersed in the flames of war, the people who are about to be wiped out, and the people who have been destroyed and inherited.

More and more elves gathered, almost all of them old and young, women and children, and there was no trace of the sturdy adult men, even the adult women. Bu Li thought that it should be an emergency situation on the front line, and they were all transferred to the front line.

Isn't it nonsense that just such a few people want to kill the Nine-Tailed Tianlan White Fox? At the moment of the great enemy, they have to cut off their own arms, these individuals, these things, no matter what plane they put in, what era they will repeat again and again, which is annoying.

Live a good life, won't it? With such a little strength, he even has to make peace with the orcs, this is the rhythm of death. These sub-elves have tofu brains in their brains, can't they?

Bu Li looked around, and didn't look at what the powerful being in the white mist was nagging with people. What is there to care about in a battle that must be won? After a while, when the fight starts, take a good look at what kind of tricks your cheap uncle uses is the right thing to do. I really have to pray that these elves are not too weak, if the powerful existence in the white mist is really wiped out in the middle of the white mist, there will be no fun in raising your hands and feet.

Da Hei squatted beside Bu Li, his big mouth growing bigger and bigger. It's as if I've heard and seen something incredible. Leaning slightly, Da Hei rubbed away. lowered his voice and said, "Step away, what are you going to do in a while?"

"Huh?" Bu Li said with a strange hum. How do you get it in a while? What does this sentence say?

"Rub, I see you're wandering around. Da Hei said helplessly, "His old man said, in a one-on-one duel for a while, you take me on the field, and he sweeps behind." ”

"Uh...... "How did you get yourself involved?" If you really kill those powerful elves, it would be better to ambush them as tattoo hunters. This is also the reason why Bu Li has not been worried. Is it a face-to-face heads-up, or is it a group of them alone? Stupid or not?

"He said, lost. We're going to die right here. If they win, kill their whole family. Da Hei snapped his mouth, becoming more and more dissatisfied with Bu Li. When is this, how can you get distracted? There are still some charms in the elves around, but they are worse than Han Yulan, how can Bu Li be eye-catching? This guy must have been fascinated by ghosts, or he came to another world, causing some romantic debts, and he is not afraid of Cai Xiaoxian'er knowing the way. I know that this kid is not a good person. No, as soon as he came to other worlds, the fox's tail was revealed.

Thinking of the fox's tail, Dahei suddenly trembled in his heart. The mighty being in the white mist crossed the catastrophe. The appearance of eleven stout white tails swaggering in mid-air is simply arrogant and domineering. It's better not to slander behind his old man's back, otherwise I'm afraid that I will be offended.

"How do you fight? How do I know how to fight!" Bu Li was a little angry. What will the elves in this? What are you good at, the powerful existence in the white mist has not explained to yourself. Know yourself and know your opponent, and win all battles. Even if you want me to die, you old man has to tell me something first. It's not good to rush ducks to the shelves like this......

"Step away, come here. The formidable being in the white mist looked at Bu Li and beckoned.

Bu Li glared fiercely at the powerful existence in the white mist, and walked towards the strong existence in the white mist.

The elves around him were whispering something, and Buli found that he could understand what the elves were saying, even if it was awkward, the unbelievable pronunciation, as soon as it entered his mind, it became pure Chinese. The genius of the Phoenix Clan was really a bit of a doorway, and Bu Li never heard his cheap uncle praise who was a genius or something. Since in his mouth, that kid from the Phoenix Clan is a genius, it must be, there is no need to doubt it.

"Go and kill, don't show mercy. The formidable presence in the white mist didn't explain anything to Bu Li, and it was a sentence full of swords and swords, and the smell of blood. After speaking, the powerful being in the white mist raised its feet and volleyed up in the air, as if walking on stone steps, ascending step by step, and walked to the high place next to the tree of the world.

A green light tore through the void and attacked the formidable being in the white mist.

The powerful existence in the white mist waved his right hand slightly, and the power of the void seemed to have turned into a solid in his hand, and the green light was held in his hand by the powerful existence in the white mist, turning into a long sword. The powerful being in the white mist threw the green long sword in his hand with his backhand, penetrating time and space, and as soon as the long sword was out of his hand, it landed on the chest of an elf in the crowd watching the battle in the next instant.

"Today, I'm here to kill someone. The formidable being in the white mist said as he walked unhurriedly in mid-air. The voice was not loud, as if muttering to themselves, but the thousands of elves present felt that the powerful presence in the white mist was speaking in their own ears, and they could hear it clearly.

"I used to say that I am not an outsider. I am the messenger of the God of life, and I am the spokesman of God in the world. I am an oracle who has come to lead the elves from one glory to another. "The formidable existence in the white mist suddenly appeared in the originally empty air under his feet, and the steps floated in mid-air, each step was of average size, and various quaint patterns were carved on it. The pattern is very similar to the pattern carved on the long arrow used by the elves, and it should be of the same origin, but it is more cumbersome, simple and delicate than the pattern on the long arrow.

In addition to the patterns, there are countless characters, each of which is extremely old and cumbersome. When Buli glanced at it, he could see it, and countless strange things came to his mind about the mixture of elven language and dragon language. It is used to record the work of magic.

It's all these messy things, and it's very helpless to leave. Can't your cheap uncle teach himself something useful?

"This time there was a big battle with the orcs, but I was framed as a rebel. For the sake of secular power. For the sake of your own selfish desires, you dare to do blasphemous things, your sins are too great. "The formidable being in the white mist was already standing next to the corpse of the girl who was hanging from the branch of the Tree of the Worldly Realm.

Gently, gently, he took off the girl's body. The movement of the powerful presence in the white mist was so slight, as if the girl was still asleep in the early morning, unwilling to disturb her sweet dreams. A lover's hand is the most tender pair in the world. Gently brushing the girl's slightly dark face, gentle and affectionate.

"You're lying!" a pale-skinned elf from the Tree of the World Realm interrupted the mighty being in the white mist.

As soon as he finished speaking, a short piece of wood like a spear suddenly popped out of the trunk of the Tree of the World Realm. Behind the elf, silently pierced the elf's heart.

"I don't want to punish you with divine punishment. After all, God is merciful, and no matter how evil you may be, you are still God's children. But don't take God's goodness and kindness for weakness. The powerful existence in the white mist became more and more like a divine stick, and white light sprinkled down from mid-air and fell on the body of the powerful existence in the white mist.

At this moment, the powerful existence in the white mist is like an angel who has descended into the world, the whole body is bathed in white light, the green light of the emerald green steps under his feet is flourishing, and the figure of the powerful existence in the white mist has been a little blurred. From a distance, it looks like a tree, full of majestic vitality.

Seeing this, there were already countless elves around who bowed down with a strange etiquette. Something was chanted aloud in his mouth.

I really think of myself as a god stick~~~ Bu Li sighed in his heart. The origin of the formidable existence in the white mist is clear, and when you come to this plane, you can just walk around. After that, the idea was still on the sacred relic in the human family, the Tree of the World.

This is the rhythm of kicking the widow's door and digging out the grave. How could he be so thick-skinned and describe himself as a divine envoy? I'm afraid that the gods of the elven race have really come. I won't be afraid of my own cheap uncle.

The powerful presence in the white mist gently held the girl's body in its arms, and the white and green light around her flowed, and a mirage appeared in mid-air.

"This is the miracle, the truth of the matter. The blasphemous things you have done to deceive all your people have been exposed. It is the merciful God of Life who has given you the last chance to duel according to the rules of your clan. Die in a duel, and your souls can still return to the arms of God. If anyone doesn't cherish this opportunity, he's doomed!" said the formidable being in the white mist, looking at the fair-skinned elf that had pierced his chest.

The branches grew rapidly, lengthening, and the elves were suspended in mid-air, drifting gently in the morning mist of the rainforest, just like the corpse of the girl just now. Killing people and killing corpses is really not the slightest pressure on the powerful existence in the white mist.

The elven elders who wanted to start the siege looked at each other, but no one made a move. Although the guy standing in mid-air told a lie, in the face of absolute strength, who would dare to use his life to say a useless word?

The powerful presence in the white mist gently caressed the girl's cheeks, pouring gentleness.

Either ruthless or gentle, the two completely different emotions changed rapidly in the powerful existence in the white mist, as if stepping away from the sharp knife in the vitality and death of the harmonious fusion together, out of place, but it made people feel like that.

Bu Li had a strange feeling, and at this time, the two completely different emotions circulating in the powerful existence in the white mist were like the murderous aura and vitality that sometimes appeared on him.

The light shone brightly behind the formidable presence in the white mist, and a slender figure appeared in the mirage of a girl dressed in a garment woven of green leaves.

Buli heard countless elves whispering about miracles, miracles, and the like. More and more elves bowed down and worshipped with the most solemn etiquette of the elves. It's just a mirage, but his cheap uncle actually took advantage of the situation, and the shelf of the magic stick was sufficient. It's really a material that was born to be a god stick.

The illusion of the girl in the mirage was a little confused, standing in front of the elven elders. The mirage didn't make a sound. But even if there was silence, everyone could see that the elders were trying to persuade the girl to do something.

The girl's face was full of embarrassment. With sadness, his eyes were a little scattered.

The big elder who was a little stiff in the back of the opposite leader suddenly stood up and pointed at the girl, his expression angry, as if he was scolding loudly. The originally confused girl had a resolute look in her eyes at this time, looked up at the Great Elder who was respected among all the elves in the past, and began to argue.

The formidable existence in the white mist should have seen the situation for the first time, and Bu Li looked at the picture in the mirage while paying attention to his cheap uncle. A deep outpouring of sadness. Immediately, he was suppressed by the powerful presence in the white mist.

He should know her temper and temperament. One can only imagine how much courage it would take to summon all the courage to argue with the unreproachful and disobedient Great Elder of the clan at such times. A weak girl, for her own man, is still a man of a different race, standing on the opposite side of the entire world, even if it is an enemy of the whole world, even if it is with her own home. His own people are enemies, and they do not hesitate.

How much courage does it take? At this moment, courage is not the world's fierce virtue. It's for love.

It's all for love.

The powerful presence in the white mist held the girl's hand invisibly and held the girl tighter in his arms, as if he was guilty of his previous doubts.

Oh, yes. The powerful existence in the white mist at this moment is the one who has memories of I don't know how many years. has traveled a thousand mountains and rivers, but at that time from their own lovers. The knife he stabbed in the back is still fresh in his memory, and he still haunts it. Every time I think about it, my heart is dripping with blood.

And at this time, when the powerful existence in the white mist saw how his lover loved him unswervingly loved him at that time, even if it was against the whole world, even if it was a vicissitudes of life, his mood inevitably fluctuated a little.

In the mirage, the girl's slightly darkened face had turned red, and her pointed ears had turned pink, obviously extremely emotional.

Bu Li sighed secretly in his heart, the mirage would have had a sound, and the powerful existence in the white mist was not released, maybe he had his own considerations. But what the girl said, he must have known. When he realized that the lover who had always thought he had betrayed him had done so much for himself and had endured such heavy pressure, he must have felt very uncomfortable.

Heartbreaking, heart like a knife, these emotions seem to be not enough to fully express the deep feelings of the powerful existence in the white mist.

The controversy came to an abrupt end. The Great Elder's face was hideous, and a black wooden card was held in the Great Elder's hand, and there seemed to be countless unjust souls struggling and roaring in the wooden card. The unjust spirits are surging in the wooden card, but every time they are about to rush out, there will be a thin layer of black mist around the outer perimeter of the wooden card to block the unjust souls back.

The girl was a little stunned, this wooden plaque was obviously not an object of the elf clan, but how could it be in the hands of the Great Elder?

With a flick of his finger, a crack was opened in the black mist on the wooden card, and the Great Elder immediately pulled out a trace of black qi from the wooden card.

The black qi left the wooden card, and in an instant, it turned into a hideous and ferocious skeleton, as if it was hovering in the hands of the Great Elder with an eerie shout.

The girl was so scared that her legs trembled. The Great Elder held the Yin Soul in his hand, as if he had said something. Although the girl has almost collapsed, she barely persists, insisting on the persistence in her heart. No matter how poignant and hideous the unknown is, the girl is still insisting on the persistence in her heart.

The Yin Soul was still beaten into the girl's body after the worst, and countless elves were added to the secret methods. After a few breaths, when the girl opened her eyes again, her eyes were empty, like the walking dead. Then a green light fell, returning to its original form.

But looking at her appearance, it seems that she has forgotten everything that happened before.

The girl left, the nine-tailed Tianlan white fox returned, and the two sat on the tree, watching the moon whisper and complain to each other. Originally, it was a time when lovesickness between lovers was flourishing after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, so quiet, happy and healthy.

However, everything changed when a black light appeared on the girl. A dagger silently appeared in the girl's hand, and then was inserted into the waist of the nine-tailed Tianlan white fox.

The nine-tailed Tianlan white fox looked at the girl next to him in disbelief, with a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was pointed at the girl's throat.

At this time, the girl seemed to have woken up, looking at the body of the nine-tailed Tianlan white fox with teary eyes, and saw the dagger behind him, with blood on his hand, which was dripping down. What just happened is obvious. A well-calculated trap did not give the Nine-Tailed Tianlan White Fox a chance, and immediately countless long arrows flew around.

The nine-tailed Tianlan white fox spear stabbed straight out, but it grazed the girl's neck, and slashed through the earlobe that had just been kissed, sweeping away the long arrow flying behind the girl. (To be continued......)