"It was you people... who killed Xiaoli and Dashan..."

Bahuang turned his head, his face twisted, and stared at the Ge in front of him. The Ge suddenly found that the hand holding the elf dagger stopped in mid-air, unable to move, as if someone had cast a restraining spell.

Normally. In the distance, Yuqiao let out a sigh of relief. In desperation, she shot a few restraining talismans towards that Ge, locking him in place.

Bahuang's face was pale, and her pupils turned pitch black. Drops of ink-colored tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and fell to the ground. They spread out quickly like thick ink, forming a circle at her feet.

Large inky shadows.

"In that case... you all go down and bury them with them."

Bahuang shouted fiercely, and the shadow under her feet quickly expanded around her, climbing up the body of the Ge. The Ge stabbed with a panicked expression, but the sharp sword in his hand

However, the elf dagger could not pierce the shadow clinging to his body. He struggled continuously, and his eyes were stained with a thick layer of ink, and he was soon swallowed up by the ink shadow.

As the breeze blew, the ink-colored shadow dispersed, and with a "pop" sound, a bright elf dagger fell to the ground, but the figure of Ge Tou Ge disappeared.

Everyone stopped fighting and looked at Bahuang not far away with horrified expressions. That Ge was a strong man in the third level of the fairyland. In the blink of an eye, he was killed by this unarmed elf woman! This elf

Who is the clan girl? What is that ink-colored shadow?

Chu Shiyuan opened his small eyes and said in a trembling voice: "This is... the power of death! I didn't expect that there are elves in the elves who can control the power of death!"

"The power of death?" Pregnant Qiao frowned slightly, becoming curious about the elf woman in front of her.

Chu Shi nodded slightly and said: "Although there are many kinds of elven powers, they can generally be divided into light elves with the power of light and dark elves with the power of darkness. Among them, the power of light elves

The elves are relatively powerful, such as elves who can control the power of gold and fire. The dark elves are relatively weak. They are good at hiding their traces and summoning evil forces to fight. But among the dark elves, there is an elf power that surpasses all elves.

On top of the power, that is the power of death! Even His Highness Aaron, who possesses the power of sacred light, cannot match it!"

"so smart?"

Chu Shi glanced at the silver elf dagger on the ground and said: "The elf with the power of death can lay a barrier around the body in a very short time, trapping the enemy inside! In that barrier

Within this world, she is the God of Death who controls the life and death of others! No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot escape!"

The black clouds in mid-air were getting thicker and thicker. Bahuang lowered his head, his face gloomy and unclear. The dark shadow under her feet was gradually expanding, forming a huge vortex, spinning constantly around her body. Being

The man in black who was caught in the vortex didn't even let out a scream and disappeared without a trace!

"Oops! This witch wants to kill us all...get out of here quickly!" Chu Shi shouted, turned around and ran away.

Pregnant Qiao reached out to pull Aaron, but Aaron rushed towards Aden next to the whirlpool.

"Aaron! Come back quickly! Do you want your life?"

Pregnancy Qiao stamped her feet and rushed over. The clue to the Elf King's Seal was in Aaron, and only he could open the cave of the first Elf King. Pregnancy Qiao even had a faint feeling in her heart that the cave of the first Elf King was

It is closely related to the entrance to the next level of Hell. If you want to leave the realm of elves, Aaron cannot die!

A white figure rushed forward and hugged Pregnancy Qiao, trying to block her way, but it was too late. Aden, Aaron, Pregnancy Qiao and the white figure flying over were instantly blocked by the ink-colored figure.

Swallowed by the vortex.

"elder sister!"

Ying Gou's eyes were about to burst, and he was about to rush into the whirlpool with the green sword scissors, but he was knocked unconscious by Chu Shi's palm next to him. Chu Shi glanced at the whirlpool with a sad expression, and pulled him

Ying Gou quickly backed away.

Soul-eating Rakshasa turned around and fled as soon as he saw that the situation was not good. Although Speedy Ghost Yeqi was closer to the vortex, his speed was so fast that he narrowly avoided the impact of the vortex. Ding Yi was swept away.

Got into that vortex.

"Ding Yi!"

Ding Ren shouted loudly and tried to grab Ling Yi's hand, but missed. He turned around and begged Luo Meng and Ye Qi behind him: "Save him... Please save him...

Save my brother..."

The Soul-Eating Rakshasa snorted coldly and said: "This woman is crazy, Luo doesn't want to risk her own life!"

Ding Ren threw himself at Luo Meng's feet, hugged his calf, and cried bitterly: "Think of a solution quickly... You are a strong man in the Earthly Immortal Realm! You can definitely deal with that witch..."

Luo Meng kicked Ding Ren away and yelled angrily: "Get away! You Sanren Gang people have taken refuge in the Demon Sect just because you want to get the Demon Sect's cultivation techniques. Although the Demon Sect's cultivation techniques can quickly improve your strength,

Not all cats and dogs are worthy of practicing! The Demon Sect is just using people at the right time, and they are just using you people! If you want to get the Demon Sect’s cultivation techniques, you have to wait for hundreds of years! Haha, hahaha.”

After Luo Meng finished speaking, he and the speeding ghost Ye Qi transformed into two black shadows and fled away.

Ding Ren glared hatefully at the departing figures of Luo Meng and Ye Qi, and the evil spirit in his eyes flashed away. He avoided the ink-colored vortex at his feet, but refused to leave...

It was dark all around, and Pregnant Qiao felt that her body was being pressed by something heavy, so much so that she could hardly breathe. There was a sound of breathing coming from her ears, and Pregnant Qiao frowned, thinking: Pressure

Could it be that the person holding her was a person? She stretched out her hand and pushed the person hard, but there was no push. Pregnant Qiao bit her lip, gathered enough strength, and slapped the person hard.

"Well"

The man groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

Their eyes met, their breaths were entangled, and Yu Qiao's expression suddenly became a little panicked.

"Wen Ren, why don't you get off my body?" Yu Qiao punched Wen Ren, but Wen Ren grabbed her hands.

"Stinky girl! Why did you hit me? I came to save you, but you don't know what's good and what's good!"

Pregnant Qiao stiffened her neck and said: "Who wants you to come to rescue me with hypocrisy? If it weren't for the sake of your brother, I would kill you right now to avenge the three arrows outside Yunshenzhiqiu City!

"

Wenren raised his eyebrows, raised his lips and smiled, saying: "You must retaliate for your hatred!"

"Young Master Wen Ren..."
Chapter completed!