"Yes, yes, sir, don't worry, three gods. I am familiar with the road, there will be no problem." Bamitu naturally wanted to express his position at this time.
His role is to lead the way.
"Then let's go." Lu Jing said.
At this time, An Xiaoyao said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."
"What's wrong?" Lu Jing looked at her and saw An Xiaoyao staring at the forest ahead and saying, "Since you're here, why don't you show up?"
Among the three of them, An Xiaoyao, a killer from the Dark Dynasty, ranks first in terms of keen perception.
Since she said this, there must be someone around.
Lu Jing was a little surprised. He and Saint Qingyou didn't sense anything.
Sure enough, after An Xiaoyao finished speaking.
The trees around the teleportation square began to rustle.
Immediately afterwards, figures one after another flew out of the tree crown.
Just a few minutes.
The entire square is surrounded by various elves.
The dense crowd is probably no less than thousands of people.
Lu Jing also opened his eyes.
Almost every elf has wings on its back.
Each is different.
Some of them are just like Bamitu, except that they are in human form, they have nothing to do with humans.
But some elves are exactly like humans, except they have wings.
Lu Jing swept over as well.
The smells are different.
The auras of incarnation, out-of-body experience, integration, and transcending tribulations all exist.
There are also a few elves who look like humans but have Western faces. Their auras are very powerful and they should have reached the Mahayana stage.
There are many wings behind it.
The one with the most is actually Twelve Wings.
He is also the one with the most unfathomable aura.
Bamitu, who was standing next to Lu Jing, obviously trembled all over after seeing the twelve-winged angel. He subconsciously hid beside Lu Jing and said in a trembling voice: "Lord God, that's him. He was the one back then.
The person who sealed our queen, her twelve wings are actually black, she is also the strongest person under the throne of the dark elves, and it was she who massacred my macaque elves..."
Bamitu was trembling as he spoke.
"You humans have crossed the line. This is a forbidden area for us elves. Leave now and I will forgive you."
The one who spoke was the Elf with Twelve Wings. It was also the Dark Elf that Bamitu spoke of.
But looking at it now, his wings are pure white and look extremely holy.
"We are going to the Sun and Moon Changsheng Mountain. You'd better get out of the way, otherwise I won't mind killing you and the other birdmen."
An Xiaoyao has an extremely tough character.
"presumptuous."
There were two elves with ten pairs of wings beside Twelve Wings, and one of them was furious.
"Haha." An Xiaoyao didn't care.
Lu Jing Chuanyin asked: "Xiaoyao, what level is Qingyou's twelve-winged one? Can you deal with it?"
"Don't worry, we are the orthodox people in the world of cultivation. These half-human and half-demon things, their cultivation system is different from ours, and they can't compare with us. They seem to be the aura of the late Mahayana, but sister Qingyou and I have joined forces
It’s not a big problem to deal with it,” An Xiaoyao said.
At this time, Saint Qingyou said: "One person is at the late Mahayana level, two are at the mid-level, and three are at the early stage. You can give it a try."
It means to have confidence.
At this time, the twelve-winged elf's eyes became gloomy. If he had a choice, he would naturally not want to take action. These three human races gave him a dangerous aura.
But now it seems that we have to take action.
He actually came here for the Sun and Moon Eternal Life Mountain, so he couldn't stay.
His king, the Dark Elf King, tried his best to seal the Queen of Life and seize the Life Forest. In fact, for the Sun and Moon Eternal Life Mountain, which is the holy land of the Life Elf clan, there is a treasure that the Dark Elf King needs.
Recently, the Dark Elf King has opened the Sun and Moon Eternal Life Mountain. Now is the critical moment to obtain the treasure inside. I did not expect that outsiders would come.
He couldn't let these human races ruin the good deeds of the Dark Elf King.
If it doesn't make sense, then the only option is to kill him.
Thinking of this, the most powerful person under the Dark Elf, the twelve-winged Dark Elf - Killing Ming, let out a low voice: "Kill."
With an order, thousands of elves from all directions rushed towards Lu Jing and the others.
Of course Bamitu is not included, he is just a little transparent.
"Hide yourself." Lu Jing said to Bamitu.
Bamitu was trembling now, just waiting for Lu Jing's words.
"Be careful, three gods." After saying this, the little guy's whole body flashed with green light, and he merged directly into the earth and disappeared.
"This little thing still has some life-saving cards." Lu Jing muttered to himself. He couldn't feel any breath of Bamitu at all.
"I'll go to the guy with twelve wings on the other side, and I'll leave the rest to you."
After An Xiaoyao finished speaking, he disappeared without waiting for Lu Jing and Qingyou Saint to reply. When he reappeared, he had already stabbed the twelve-winged elf behind with a dagger.
"Don't worry, Yaoyao is very smart. She won't take risks, she will only escape from the twelve-winged elf. It's up to us to deal with the other elves as soon as possible. Finally, the three of us will work together to kill the twelve-winged elf." Qing
When the Holy Lady You spoke, a light flashed between her eyebrows, and her third eye opened.
He jumped out of the way and killed him.
Lu Jing didn't dare to slack off either. He wielded the sword in his left hand and opened the Heavenly Bamboo in his right hand.
Samadhi fire appeared all over the body.
They also started killing.
He could see that neither An Xiaoyao nor Saint Qingyou were nervous at all, exuding strong confidence.
This is confidence in one's own strength.
This made Lu Jing sigh with emotion.
Also learned.
No matter what situation you face the enemy, maintaining a cool head and a calm heart are essential qualities for a strong person.
Although his level is not as high as the two, he is still confident in himself.
Because he has many trump cards.
"Three Swords of Kaitian."
Facing thousands of elves, most of them are actually not high-level practitioners.
In his hand are three swords that open the sky.
The sword energy spread across thousands of paths and slashed out.
"Ahhhhhh..."
There was a lot of screams.
It was really bloody.
When Kaitianzhu waved, large elves fell from the sky.
The samadhi fire all over his body opened up, forming a sea of fire area with a radius of 100 meters with himself as the center.
Any elves affected by the samadhi fire would turn into ashes if they were weak. The slightly stronger elves also screamed, unable to withstand the burning of the samadhi fire.
The attacks summoned by these elves on him include rain of arrows condensed by mana and energy attacks, but he can resist most of them with his strong body and aura.
Even if there were attacks that broke through his defense, they would only leave some small wounds on his body, which he could withstand.
On the other side, after the golden light of the third eye of the Qingyou Saint breaks out, the spirit shrouded in her eyes is often directly petrified.
It turned into stone and was broken into countless rubbles after being attacked.
The two men were killing the elves one from the south and the other from the north. The elves were retreating steadily.
In less than ten breaths, out of the thousands of elves, less than five people were left.
These five are still the five great spirits whose aura has reached the Mahayana stage.
"The body of darkness."
Finally, under the pressure of Lu Jing and Qingyou Saint, the remaining five elves became furious, surrounded by black energy, and their white wings turned into black.