Boom, the young man faced the huge pit below, and indifferently followed with a foot and trampled down, the heavens and the earth screamed, Degu screamed, the huge body was trampled to blood, the bones were trampled off, the broken white bones, sharp bone spurs, pierced the flesh, bloody and tragic.
This scene can be called a horror, how many years have been rampant in this place, Degu is more powerful than ordinary gray-robed wizards, and now he is defeated by a monk from the east, with a single blow, like a corpse deposited in the wilderness.
"Dead" "Dead" "Degu is dead" The women who had been enslaved and tortured day and night were the first to cry out excitedly, and they had long thought of self-harm, but their men were imprisoned, and they could only obey and could not resist.
"The god of light heard our cry and killed Degu and his men" "Monk from the East, thank you for sending you to the God of Light" Everyone was extremely religious, and Yang Rui couldn't understand what they were talking about, nor did they know what they were doing.
In the fortress, all the slaves began to fight back, picking up cold weapons and piercing the guards in the chest, Degu was dead, and all the soldiers in the city began to flee in panic.
Yang Rui and the others blocked all retreats, and countless fighting sounds and roars sounded here, and the anger from orcs, half-orcs and other creatures completely destroyed this place.
"A powerful monk from the East, the blessing of the God of Light has brought you, please allow me to salute you on behalf of the elven clan" Gu Lan Duo Winnie said to Yang Rui with great reverence.
"Let's go, take me to the Black Canyon" Yang Rui obviously didn't understand their etiquette.
"You're going to help us," she said, surprised and a little delighted.
"No, I'm helping myself" "This is a war that no living soul can escape" Yang Rui groaned, and with a wave of his robe, he wrapped Winnie and the other two elven women, and cut through the sky.
"Black Canyon is ahead" Her ears moved slightly, and she heard the sound of war.
Yang Ruitian's eye pierced through the void, and there was a fierce battle here, the fortress in front of the Black Canyon was shattered, the elves were killed and wounded, and the swords of the male elves were all broken.
"There are survivors" Yang Meng groaned, his eyes were shining, bursting out with thunder and flames, reaching out to tear the sky, and the whole person rushed towards the Black Canyon like a volley.
The offensive here is not too fierce, the strength of the elves is uneven, although the elven race is magical, but it seems that they are not good at war, and their strength is generally relatively weak.
The wraiths are gnawing at the remains of the elves on the earth, and seem to have a unique preference for this holy body.
Above the fortress, a gray-robed wizard was struggling to support himself, his staff exuding a divine brilliance and incomparably holy, enveloping the space and resisting the attacks of many powerful ghosts.
"Romando, our strength is no longer enough to support the death of too many warriors, and the rest are wounded and have no strength to fight" Their clan, skilled in bows and arrows and magic, were now forced to charge with swords.
"Let's go, I will take the glory of the God of Light, hold here, and buy time for you" The gray-robed wizard said in a deep voice, with words in his mouth, the divine light on the staff was even more vigorous, the originally smooth gray robe had been stained with blood, and began to emit a scorching light, and the gray-robed wizard under the divine radiance, his body was glowing.
"Romando, why are you doing this" The elf elder beside him was stunned and sad, the life span of the elf clan is generally very long, as the elders of the clan, they have lived for many years, and they have spent the era of honor and disgrace of the elf clan together, and also witnessed the glory of the elf clan.
"Let's go, Damanche, you have to take them back, the prince still needs them" The gray-robed wizard smiled reluctantly, his face pale, and although his lips were red with blood, he still couldn't hide the paleness of his lips.
The crazy group of strange ghosts gnawed the bodies of the elven warriors below, and after sucking their essence and blood, they became more and more manic, and with a terrible long roar, sharp and piercing, all the strange ghosts attacked madly towards the fortress of the Black Canyon again.
Even the fortress shrouded in the Holy Radiance could no longer stop the pace of the strange spirits.
Like the zombie group, they are far more agile than the zombies, their number is far disproportionate to the number of elves, and after devouring the elves' essence blood, many strange ghosts have become much stronger. boom The earth suddenly trembled, and the peaks on both sides of the Black Canyon could feel a powerful force trampling on the ground, causing the canyon to tremble.
It was a brute dragon, not much flesh and blood, black blood flowing all over its body, its pale complexion was condensed by frost, it was extremely strong, it had reached the level of the eighth order in its lifetime, and now it was resurrected as a strange ghost after death.
The Night King has prepared countless years of revenge, and I don't know how many powerful beings have been resurrected The gray-robed wizard had a gloomy face, already determined to die, and he silently recited the elven incantation, trying his best to heal his injuries, so that he could recover some strength, better block the footsteps of the strangers, and buy time for his people.
However, he still underestimated the speed and strength of the alien horde.
The brute dragon roared, the sound wave hit, all the elves were deafening, a terrifying bombardment shot out of its mouth, and hit the staff, the staff let out a slight tremble, and then fell, suddenly dimmed, the holy light dissipated, and the group of strange ghosts was no longer blocked.
"God of Light, please give me the last of your powers," the gray-robed wizard chanted an ancient incantation and prayed sincerely, but the God of Light did not seem to hear his cry.
The brute dragon roared, and the sound waves swept through the heavens and the earth, and the terrible impact caused the wounded elves to bleed.
It stepped into the void and then crashed, its massive paws about five meters long, and once it stepped on, it would never survive.
"Buzz" Between this line of life and death, the sky suddenly gradually rippled in the air, and an arc of electricity swept by, bringing a faint wave of qi, just like a comet falling at a rapid speed, the huge brute dragon suddenly smashed diagonally down into the earth, smashing the attacking group of strange ghosts.
"What's the matter" The desperate elf suddenly looked at this scene in shock, outside the fortress, the powerful brute dragon suddenly did not have the slightest movement, and there was a huge hole in the center of his eyebrows, on the side of the hole, there was a young man with thunder surging all over his body, he stepped on the corpse of the brute dragon, standing in the group of strange ghosts, no strange ghost dared to approach.
At the edge of the fortress, the group of strange ghosts rushed up, fangs and claws, and rushed towards the group of elves, but at this moment, the elves could form very little combat power.
Suddenly, on the sky dome, several hot beams of light swept from behind the overhead.
It was an arrow carrying flames and thunder, which fell in front of the elves and the elves, and was inserted in front of the ghosts and elves, forming a sea of fire
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