Leaving Wanping, crossing the Lugou Bridge, and living up to the Yanjing scenery of Lugou Xiaoyue, this team that had never been seen in the history of the twenty-four went directly into the Fangshan realm.

Fangshan is a branch of Taihang, has always been famous for the mountain, Baihua Mountain, Da'an Mountain rock gully is beautiful, the mountain above is known as Yanzhao Buddha soil. The smoke and haze follow each other, the green mountains and wild crossings, there is no fun, not the flashy scenery of the Beijing division is comparable.

But everyone in this convoy didn't care about appreciating such a scenery at the moment, and the accompanying people and horses all looked solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy, and even Qianlong and his ministers, who were locked in the prison car, also noticed that something was wrong-

From beginning to end, the actions of this gang of thieves have always been uninhibited, and the defenders of the Beijing camp are almost powerless in front of them. With such a soldier composed of pure masters and demons, where does it need to be so cautious to guard against the enemy?

On the purple cloud descending car behind the palace, the immortal warlock sat upright with his eyes closed, but in his hand he was holding a jasper seed material shaped like a bird's egg, and between the traces of his fingertips, he could faintly see a talisman faintly emerging in the jade seed.

Li Daxiong, who was pulling the cart, was tense, and every step mobilized his muscles and bones to the most perfect point, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he didn't dare to slack off at all.

The fairy warlock's fingertips bent slightly, and the jasper seed in his hand flew straight out, landing in a green bamboo tube as thick as an urn on Li Daxiong's back.

As this jasper seed material fell into the green bamboo tube, Li Daxiong's expression calmed down a little, but when he glanced back, he saw that the immortal warlock's fingertips grabbed another jasper seed material of almost the same size, and he immediately felt cold sweat all over his body.

As a big demon who has been mixing in the Xiliang land for many years, Li Daxiong can see that this jasper seed material is clearly a special product of Langhuan jasper in the veins of West Kunlun Snow Peak. And at this moment, this piece of Langhuan jasper seeds, there is a faint flow of fairy spirit flowing out.

Not only are these Langhuan jasper treasures rare to ordinary cultivators, but even on a pair of green bamboo tubes as thick as wine urns on Li Daxiong's back, there are also a series of natural cinnabar talisman seals like dragon panqu. Although Li Daxiong is also a generation of demons, he has been living in Xiliang, after all, his knowledge is limited, and he does not know that this kind of natural spirit seal rune is a unique natural spiritual object in the blessed land of Taoist Luofu Mountain. The bamboo pole and bamboo leaves of the Tianfu bamboo naturally give birth to the cloud seal secret talisman, as long as the bamboo leaves are picked, it can be used as a charm to suppress evil spirits, and the utensils such as the book, pen holder, and sword box made of the Tianfu bamboo are the treasures of the rune that are difficult to find.

It is said that it is hard to find money, but it is not an exaggeration at all, just looking at the appearance of the immortal warlock with a painful face at the moment, he knows what kind of slimming exercises this large pile of Langhuan jasper seeds and a pair of heavenly rune bamboo tubes have done for the immortal warlock's purse.

Tianfu bamboo tube, Langhuan jasper seed material, Huiguang Tongzi walking statue, Shenwu Guan Tianyi Zhensundial sword...... These supernatural treasures were bought back by the immortal warlock as if they didn't need money. Even if Li Daxiong didn't want to think deeply, Wei Ye's behavior of a loser, which was very different from his previous faction, was definitely not a good thing.

Wei Ye didn't care what Li Daxiong had in mind, and as soon as his wrist flipped, the Haoling magic sword was withdrawn from his sleeve.

In the Golden Crystal Hao Heavenly Prison under the jurisdiction of the Haoling Magic Sword, there was still the demon soul of the spider-headed banshee of unknown origin, Wei Ye pondered for a moment, held the Haoling Magic Sword in one hand, and hastily wrote a short message on the bamboo slip terminal with the other: "Newly captured strange monster, if you can, pry open the mouth of this cannibal monster for me and see if you can squeeze out some information." Uncle, Wei Ye character. ”

The text message had just been written, but there was a sudden disturbance in front of the team: "At seven o'clock, a supernatural creature has touched the vigilance magic we have arranged!"

"The phantom beast that served as a scout observed a high-level supernatural creature approaching us in the same direction!"

Leaping from the ranks were two young men who had been wrapped in cloaks - and their straight hair and pointed ears with elven features were exposed.

And the snake-headed wooden staff and the gemstone beast-headed staff held by the two people also revealed their ranks.

Druids and Semi-Magicians, two standard classes with elven temperament.

Murong Parrot's face changed, he suddenly clamped the horse's belly, turned the horse's head, and resolutely ordered through the adventurer channel:

"Odisso, confirm the total number of supernatural creatures that have triggered the vigilance magic!"

"Djelski, recall the phantom beasts you summoned before the other party discovers them!"

At the same time as Murong Parrot gave an urgent order, Wei Ye's teasing voice had already come up from the other end: "Wei is not mistaken, right? You actually got a group of sub-elves and half-elves to come to the world of the Snow Mountain Flying Fox that is extremely rejecting high-level supernatural powers? Murong Gang Master, what kind of game are you?"

"It's not Wei Ye, you bastard, who inexplicably connected to the High Devil Time and Space, and dragged the world fragments of the High Demon Time and Space over? Aren't these demons and monsters coming together with the accident you created? Our Red Bronze Crown team had to gather members scattered in several time and space, and it was all thanks to your broom star!"

"It is the octopus-headed evil god lurking under Foshan Town that caused the high demon space-time fragments to enter this space-time, what does it have to do with Wei?

At the moment of arguing with Wei Ye, the elf druid Lazarea, a young man with long brown-red hair, had already sent the information back: "The total number of supernatural creatures that have passed through the vigilance magic is too large to be counted for the time being, according to the information sent back, it is a large number of undead creatures!"

At the same time, the Moon Elf Magician Jelsky, who had short light gray hair, also passed the information back: "The siren girls I summoned have found a large number of unidentified creatures in flight, which are suspected to be the Tanali demons brought by summoned magic!"

"Demons and the undead? all of them, ready to fight!"

As Murong Parrot gave an order, a young salute officer stood up. Compared with the piles of spellcasters with elven blood in the red bronze crown group, this young man wearing a golden cicada crown and a big red flower round-necked robe, his painting style is relatively normal.

It can be said that the group of nobles of the Qing Dynasty wearing the glory in the prisoner car, the characters outside, not the elves who have a sense of estrangement no matter how they look at it, or the celebrants who are outright dressed in bright clothes, are all incompatible with such a scene.

But at this time, no one cared about the incongruity of this picture, because as soon as the salute officer of the red bronze crown group appeared, he stood the dragon banner in his hand towards the ground, and a layer of water-colored brilliance suddenly flowed out from the top of the dragon flag, turning into a clear phantom of the fish and dragon dance, shrouding everyone's heads.

"The adventurer's terminal reminds you: You have been protected by the severance damage of the buff spell 'Spirit Source Qingyu' performed by your teammate Gu Zhengran, and you will not be affected by the enemy's attack until the spell effect is broken. ”

"Lingyuan Qingyu, what kind of Dao art is this, haven't you heard of it?"

Wei Ye muttered curiously, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but he saw that between the narrow canopy between the two mountains, the sunlight was suddenly covered by a black oppressive shadow.

In the shadows of this patch, a little bad red light suddenly lit up, and then turned into a ball of flames, and suddenly fell!

It was only a few seconds before the red-bronze crowned celebrant performed the spell of "Spirit Source Purification"!

In the midst of the surging water, I saw a school of fish swimming leisurely in the water waves that seemed to be real and virtual, blocking the falling momentum of this group of flames. Between the impact of the fire and the water waves, only the water waves surging in mid-air.

Wei Ye has the best eyesight, and at this moment, he has already looked at what are those things that are overwhelming all over the world-

The creatures with grayish-yellow or crimson skins resemble winged hairless orangutans and bald baboons, and in their forepaws a sinister flame burns.

"This is the Margo Demon Race that only exists in the lower realm, a social race among demons. Be careful, they know how to manipulate Hellfire for ranged attacks, and be careful to defend against their flames, fire damage itself is not worth mentioning, but this flame has a corrosive and blasphemous effect!"

This time, it was another short-haired day elf dressed like a Renaissance nobleman who issued a warning, and at the same time waved the Mithril staff in his hand upwards: "Freezingrunner!"

The cold air that rushed out turned into an ice stream that rushed straight towards the sky, and under the impact of this ice flow, the hell fireball, which was originally pouring down like a torrential rain, was suddenly rushed out of a path. Nearly 100 Margo demons flying in the air couldn't dodge, and in an instant, they were sealed into a large block of ice, and then fell between the mountains and rocks, shattering!

The horde of Margots, summoned from nowhere, let out a piercing scream of terror and rage.

Although it is a social demon, the demon itself is a product of the law of chaos, and nearly a hundred of its kind have been destroyed, not making them feel a little fear, but even more fearless to throw more fires downward.

At the same time, someone in Murong Parrot's team stood up at the same time, the ivory-white priest's scepter, the mace inlaid with mysterious symbols, and the long sword carved into the shape of an angel's wings in the gauntlet, and other weapons with obvious rank characteristics were waved, and pieces of pure white light that was enough to blind the eyes of a blind dog rushed straight into the air.

"HolyLight!"

"JudgementRay!"

In the new round of earth-to-air spells, the holy light with the attributes of the upper realm such as Heavenly Mountain filled the narrow space between the two peaks, and more Margo demons were caught off guard, shrouded in light, and then disappeared in the purifying light!

At first glance, the demon army, which still seemed to be raging, was crushed in this first round of engagement.

"See, this is the real strength of our red copper crown!" Murong Parrot clenched his fist violently and shouted proudly, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the direction of his shouting was aimed at the immortal warlock who had not even bothered to sheath the peach daughter from the beginning to the present.

To Murong Parrot's actions, Wei Ye just snorted from his nostrils: "Among the almost countless demon races in the lower realm, Margo Demon is just the most common type of monster, and in terms of level, it is only comparable to a magician who has mastered the three-ring arcane technique such as the 'Fireball Technique'. In all fairness, in this war, they are nothing more than cannon fodder for the other side to find their way. The one who can dominate the hordes of demons and make them attack us in such an orderly manner is the one who is really difficult to deal with. The killer weapon should be saved for critical times, no matter what time it is, this one is always right!"

"I listen to you talking nonsense here!" Murong Parrot took a sip, but raised his hand suddenly: "Shrink the battle line and see what tricks the enemy has!"

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Above the peak, a large group of Margo golems deliberately avoided a flaming black metal gate on the summit. And in this huge gate, which is the size of a city gate, strange monsters with horns on their heads and erect goat-like lower bodies are constantly pouring out of this gate.

And above the abyssal gate that connects the unknown lower realm, on a throne made of bones of demons and humans, someone sits like a lawyer waiting for his opponent to arrive.

It may be a slight mistake to say "human", and the humanoid creature sitting on the gate of the abyss, although wearing silver-rimmed glasses that are very lawyer-like, and the crimson suit on which it is properly cut, looks like a character who has just come out of some law firm. However, its long tail, covered with silver plate armor, revealed its true identity to the letter.

Unlike the Tanari Demons, which are usually created by the laws of chaos, this monster that exudes a shrewd and cruel aura from top to bottom belongs to the orderly Barthez Demons. And the evil aura on its body that was so thick that it was almost visible at a glance was enough to prove that it was not only a high-ranking Barthez demon, but also a lord of hell.

Margo was driven by him to launch waves of attacks on the team below the mountain, but to his surprise, the purifying light from the upper realms that he hated was gone. But this purifying light alone allowed the shrewd Hell Lord to capture the most crucial element.

"It's very strange to believe in magic, in terms of damage, it is only at the level of the fifth rank, but the lethality against demons has reached the level of the seventh rank of magic. This is completely inconsistent with the information obtained before. The magic chanter who appears in the information should not be using this kind of magic ......"

In the midst of the monster's questioning, a thin old man holding a sword suddenly appeared in the air, sitting cross-legged on the half-moon throne, bringing up a whirlwind of black mixed with sparks, and suddenly shrouded the contemplative monster in this black foehn wind!