"I, in the name of the first generation of High Elf Zhang Zhengfan, I give you Ancient Tree No. 1, Ancient Tree No. 2, and Ancient Tree No. 3...... The name of Ancient Tree No. 7. May the sun always shine on you, and the magic will never cease, and life will not end. Zhang Zhengfan, who had a straw skirt around his waist, gave names to the seven ancient war trees that had awakened with a solemn face.

As the only remaining first-generation High Elf who broke out of the World Tree fruit, and a first-generation High Elf who mastered the skill of the Plant Spirit (this skill is said to be mastered only by the World Tree), the eight ancient war trees, including Moore, recognized Zhang Zhengfan's children's shoes very, very much. Therefore, for Zhang Zhengfan's name, the seven ancient war trees feel very, very honored. As for the name, I'm sorry, it's not in the consideration of the wooden head!

The Winged Owl rested on Moore's branch in a state of despair. Fortunately, Moore is here, otherwise it would have been made into a flower chicken by this time.

Mana decomposition is equivalent to the meaning of revocation of mana. Ice cubes are the embodiment of magical elements, and their essence is the product of magical condensation. Therefore, as long as the caster reversely dismantles the mana control and breaks up the elemental cyclic arrangement, the ice cube will naturally disintegrate.

Zhang Zhengfan, who had learned another trick, was secretly overjoyed, thinking: "I'll just say, how can there be anything that can be frozen and can't be solved." ”

Looking at the elf with a hippie smile, although the winged owl was a little angry, his eyes were full of fear. It is well aware of its strength. In the Forest of Mist, except for the eight Ancient War Trees, it is the boss of the Warcraft. The strength of the peak of the ninth order allowed it to have the largest territory in the Misty Forest, close to the territory of the land of tranquility and redemption. In its territory, no other demonic beast dared to make trouble, including a few guys who were also at the peak of the ninth order, but had no wings and couldn't fly.

However, today, in the case of taking advantage of the time and place, it has inexplicably failed. What kind of strength and magic control ability does it take to freeze himself into ice at such a fast speed that he wants to soar in the sky? Cangyi felt that his brain was a little insufficient, so he didn't plan to think about it. After glancing at the strange elf again, Cangyi decided that the next time he saw him, he would run away and not meet him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Eight Ancient Trees of War are the guardians of the Misty Forest, or rather the ones who control them. So Zhang Zhengfan left the Misty Forest, and now it has become extremely simple. With these eight ancestor-level figures, no matter how fierce the monsters are on weekdays, they have to nest!

Under the banner of looking for elven people, Zhang Zhengfan waved goodbye to the eight ancient war trees, left the misty forest, and walked into this continent called Onas Ancient (High Elf, translation: prosperity) along the path of the second generation of elf Vinid.

There is a large uninhabited area around the Misty Forest, which is the cold green grassland in the past, and the blue wasteland today. Fortunately, as half a plant (sweat first!), Zhang Zhengfan doesn't have to eat or drink. So you don't have to worry about starvation.

Walked on the turquoise wasteland...... Well, it was three days of flashing, and after abusing more than a dozen demonic beasts such as wind wolves and thunder beasts that did not have long eyes, Zhang Zhengfan also felt that he seemed to have advanced while his courage was exercised! At least now the skills of the level 20 mage have automatically appeared in his mind. And Zhang Zhengfan's specialty flashing technique, ice arrows and ice locks can now be played by Zhang Zhengfan.

Zhang Zhengfan, who comprehended the slow fall technique, in order to find the casting material - light feathers, I don't know how many birds have been harmed. From the grass seed finch of the ordinary animal to the lightning eagle of the seventh-order demonic beast, it was finally discovered that a few special soft feathers under the wings of the birds could be used as light feathers for spellcasting. As a result, Zhang Zhengfan had more than 20 light feathers in his bag.

In fact, Zhang Zhengfan didn't want to be so troublesome, if he had learned a GM slow fall technique or a master inscription, then he wouldn't have to be so troublesome......! The poor don't even have clothes, Zhang Zhengfan, where do you ask him to find these things?

Regret not at the beginning, regret not at the beginning, it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars, I know it early, alas......

Regret is useless, the future is bright. Besides, now Zhang Zhengfan has a grass skirt all over his body, even if he has a slow-fall technique carving, where do you ask him to carve it? Could it be that it is carved on his bird? (I have already explained, there is no thing on the panel!)

"Is there a battle fluctuation?" Zhang Zhengfan, who was tired of lazily walking, suddenly raised his head with a grass in his mouth. Now that his comprehension of the magic fluctuations in the air has reached the subtle level, he suddenly found that the magic fluctuations about three miles in front of him on the right were extremely intense, and it was obvious that he belonged to the combat type fluctuations.

"Hahahaha, finally, I can finally see someone!" Zhang Zhengfan flashed with a laugh. (Actually, people here should refer to intelligent beings, not specifically humans.) ）

"Locke, surround them, don't let any of them go!" a human knight on a horse commanded another knight beside him. Behind the two stood about twenty human warriors.

"Yes! The knight named Locke nodded, and then with a wave of his hand, more than twenty human warriors behind him quickly formed a semicircular encirclement and surrounded the seventeen or eighteen people who were fighting fiercely in the field.

The two sides that are fighting in the field, one side is a human warrior, there are ten people, and the other side is a combination of three orcs, three minotaurs, and two dwarves.

"For the sake of the tribe!" a noticeably older orc warrior slashed his sword and forced back the two human warriors besieging him, then yelled at the dwarves and minotaurs, "You go first, we'll break off!"

"Whew!" the other two orc warriors roared, significantly increasing the frequency of their attacks.

"There are only black-hoofed warriors who died in battle, and there are no black-hoofed warriors who escaped! You go, we will break off!" a black-horned minotaur waved a huge log totem pole, and a human warrior flew with a bang, and the urn responded angrily.

"That's it!" the other two minotaur warriors nodded, and the two big totems danced in the tiger.

"The stone is on top, and we are still running on our short legs?!Your brain has been smashed by a stone?!" The two dwarven warriors ignored the roaring orcs and minotaurs, and the shields of several human warriors clanged like a wind wheel, and the shields of several human warriors clanged: "Positional warfare, dwarves never lose! You go first!"

"Damn the tribe, you ugly beasts, don't even think of running away today!" said the knight named Ferro sneered on his horse.

"Whew!" a minotaur with two hideous black horns on his head took a step back sharply, looking up to the sky and roaring, only to see that his originally majestic body instantly swelled a little more.

"Hmph, madness?" Fei Luo sneered: "A mere third-order warrior, is it useful to be mad?"

As he spoke, the knight named Locke beside him mounted his horse and carried a spear, and five golden battle rings suddenly burst out from his body, charging towards the black-horned minotaur.

"Whew!" I saw that the black-horned minotaur had blood-red eyes, dragging a huge totem pole and charging at Locke.

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, the mutation protruded, and a gorgeous demonic aura suddenly shrouded the black-horned minotaur, and the momentum of the black-horned minotaur immediately skyrocketed by three points again.

And the charging knight was frozen into ice by the men and horses at the moment when the two were about to collide.

It's too late, it's too fast, just listen to the sound of "tom!", and the totem pole of the black-horned minotaur hits the human knight Locke, who was frozen into an ice sculpture.

With a "whew", the ice sculpture knight flew upside down for more than ten meters and fell to the ground, and the knight in the ice sculpture suddenly bled and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

This mutation made everyone on the field stunned.

"Buzzing ......" A series of magic power hummed, and in the blink of an eye, all the tribal warriors' bodies lit up with gorgeous demonic auras, and immediately after, eight white-golden rays of light fell from the sky, and the large and small wounds on the tribal warriors shrouded in light disappeared directly.

It was none other than Zhang Zhengfan who dodged over and dodged aside.

Melee buff + instant healing hand, the effect is amazing!

"Mage?!Where did the mage come from?" the human warrior panicked.

"Huh!" A short, white-blond haired elf with a shirtless waist, a straw skirt around his waist, and a piercing and icy aura surging all over his body, appeared like a ghost among the eight tribal warriors.

"Elf! It's an elven mage!" the human warrior turned into a panic this time, and in an instant, all the turtles retracted behind the knight Ferro.

"Full Defensive Array!" the older orc was the first to come back to his senses, and he raised his sword and roared wildly. In the blink of an eye, the eight tribal warriors had already protected Zhang Zhengfan tightly.

All intelligent beings in the continent know that the magic power of elven mages is infinite, but the physical defense is inversely proportional to the power of magic.

"True words!" Zhang Zhengfan has never hesitated to add buffs, and what can be added will never leak, swish...... Eight more auras appeared at the feet of the tribal warriors.

"Aura of tenacity?" Knight Ferro couldn't help but be surprised again when he saw that the figures of all the tribal warriors had swelled a little again, and the bulging muscles of the knot began to glow with steel: "What an amazing effect!"

"Ahh——!h

"Who did you say you wanted to stay just now?" Zhang Zhengfan, who was driving the ice shield, was very determined at this time, and the knight named Fei Luo on the opposite side and his thirty or so soldiers, Zhang Zhengfan really didn't pay attention to it. What's more, there are eight strong tribal warriors in front of him and behind him. Look at the thick arms, they have caught up with Zhang Zhengfan's waistline.

"Human Seventh-Order Knight, Fei Luo, I don't know what the powerful Elven Mage is called?" "The strong are respected, this is the rule of the continent. Seeing this elven mage who suddenly appeared, he cast twenty-five magic spells in a row without breathing (eight tribal warriors, three each, plus one frozen Rock Knight. And the attack, buff, and recovery are all three systems, how powerful is this?!At least the Imperial Royal Magician may not be able to do it, right?So Ferro was very respectful at this time.

"Hypocrisy!" Zhang Zhengfan smacked his lips: "Today, you humans, don't even think about running!" After speaking, Zhang Zhengfan raised his hand and shouted: "For the glory of the tribe, kill!"

It's all hard to draw knives, and there's still no need for nonsense? It's not brain-dead!

"Kill!" the eight tribal warriors roared, and they roared in an earth-shattering stance. I saw that three orcs and three minotaurs launched a counter-charge in the face of more than 30 humans.

And the two dwarven warriors, one on the left and one on the right, and four sledgehammers guarded Zhang Zhengfan tightly.

Continental proverb: Dwarves are the shields of elves. This has almost been taken as an axiom. There is no need to be taught! What is the reason? The dwarves are not fast in sprinting, and it is not their turn to charge at all. The elven mage has high mana, but if there is no one to protect him, he will die......! You get the idea!

"Hold off a few warriors and give priority to besieging the elven mages!" said the knight of Ferro, raising his spear flat. The body was like a light bulb, and the seven golden battle rings lit up! The tall horse under his crotch hissed, spread his four hooves and rushed towards Zhang Zhengfan. It is really a person who borrows the horse's momentum, the horse helps the might, and the four hooves of the war horse fly between the mountains and the sea, which fully embodies the fearless spirit of the knight when he charges.

The judgment of the knight of Ferro was still correct, if it was a change of time, these eight tribal warriors would really have to admit it. The strength is not as good as others, and there is nothing to say to kill. The most powerful of them is only a fourth-order warrior, and they are seventh-order knights! Not to mention that there are more than thirty warriors around them, and there are no less than six fourth-order warriors! This can be regarded as an elite squad anyway. I didn't see the counter-charge in the face of the six tribal warriors, and the people also began to charge! Even if there is an elf mage standing behind the tribal warriors, but in the normal concept, the mage has to take a few breaths back to the blue when he puts two magics, cd or something, just now he released twenty-five magic in one breath, and it will be up to the sky if he can put one or two more magic spells at this time, as long as he seizes the time difference, this tribe is destined to be wiped out today!

But today's situation is destined to be different, and the elven mage standing behind the tribal warriors today belongs to an abnormal concept mage, a pervert who has opened a bug and a GM skill.

"I'm flashing!" With a bang, Zhang Zhengfan flashed into the pile of human warriors.

"Fuck me!" Not only were the two dwarves dumbfounded, but even the human squads and tribal warriors in the charge were dumbfounded. The first thought in everyone's mind was: "Brain-dead?!"

It's a pity that before the thought was finished, I heard the elf mage shout: "Frost Nova!"

The pale blue magic pattern aura appeared from the ground in an instant, enveloping the entire battlefield inside, although the midday sun was extremely fierce, everyone felt a chilling chill.

With a "boom", with the elven mage as the center, a light blue cold wind mixed with countless ice picks swept the audience.

The cold wind ice pick seemed to have eyes, and the six tribal warriors were just fighting a cold war, but the human team, including the seventh-order knight Ferro, was miserable.

With the explosion of the Frost Nova, twenty-five or sixty-seven human warriors were blown away on the spot. Covered with ice picks, poofing and falling from the sky like dumplings, it seems that it is not alive.

The knight Ferro, who was as fast as the wind and charged as fast as thunder, flashed blue light on his body, and the freezing effect was activated, and his movements immediately became as if he was slowing down the camera, looking extremely weird.

As for the remaining big cats and kittens, even the blood spurting out of their mouths is frozen into ice cubes and can't be sprayed out there, how can you expect it to be better?

"I'm flashing!" Another flash, Zhang Zhengfan flashed back behind the dwarf, and ran away with a shot, the basic consciousness of the mage's group battle and positioning!

A gust of wind blew, and the battle scene that should have been boiling blood was cold!

"Look at my dry hair!" Zhang Zhengfan saw that several tribal warriors all looked at him with undead expressions, and immediately became angry, jumping to his feet and shouting: "Cut! The freezing effect is only 15 seconds, don't waste it! A group of rookies!"

The remaining few human warriors, except for the knight Ferro, fell down at a touch, put them in the hands of these tribal fierce men, and put them in the hands of these tribal fierce men, and when they were cleaned up, they were called a clean and crisp!

As for Ferro, open the shield! Shrouded in golden light, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and directly took out a scroll from his arms and tore it open, and a goose-yellow demonic aura suddenly appeared under his feet.

"It's so shameless, you actually opened the shield furnace?!" Zhang Zhengfan was dumbfounded: "Why is Lai Cheng like this?!It's so tasteless!" (uh...... It's not Hearthstone, there's no such thing on the mainland, it's called a teleportation scroll!)

A goose-yellow light flashed, and the battle ended as the Knights of Ferro vanished in place.

Looking at Zhang Zhengfan's scolding there, the eight tribal warriors broke out in a cold sweat!

I said...... This...... What an elf?" muttered a minotaur.

"Uh...... Every clan has the best!" The elder orc warrior held back a sentence for a long time, and the other tribe warriors immediately thought so.

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I bowed my head and continued to write, and the big recommendation votes were just here. Hehe......