The correct way to open the sprite

Although the strong man in the underworld didn't know why the holy mage didn't speak, he let a man with no magic elements speak arrogantly.

But in their opinion, the holy mage and the two gray-haired, old and strong elf magicians are the most threatening targets.

The undead mage who was in high spirits became weak due to the failure of the clone technique. No one answered the call at the scene, and the scene was very embarrassing for a time.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be such strong undead men."

As Feng Yu spoke, he pulled out a one-handed sword from behind his back. Greg's sword did not have a spike, but Feng Yu DIYed one himself.

The tassel of this sword is a simple red rope tied to the end of the hilt, and a metal ring with a simple pattern is tied to the red rope, dangling.

"Then let me change the question. Everyone, who of you is the master of these two things, the powerful King of Bones in the underworld?"

Inside the gate of the plane, the horned deer armored vehicles were still driving outwards. After a while, ten of them came out. These horned deer armored vehicles were very weird. Not only did they have a special shape, they also had no cabs.

There are many joysticks on the back of these horned deer armored chariots, and each one is followed by a warrior. He pulls the joystick to control the chariot to turn forward and drive in the direction of the strong man in the underworld.

But at this moment, the strong men of the underworld flying in the air did not pay attention to the chariot, but looked at the Bone King.

The soul fire of Lord White Bones jumped violently and began to smoke: "That's enough. Are you trying to attack the underworld just by relying on such a little trick? I'm afraid you don't take us in the eyes of the underworld."

Cromwell, Anthony and Dempsey, the two great elf magisters, were in mid-air, confronting the powerful men of the underworld from afar, but the chariot had already surpassed them and was heading towards the soul fire magic circle where the high-level undead gathered. The direction drove past.

At this moment, Feng Yu was standing in a chariot at the back, putting the Holy Sword of the Dead and the Holy Ring of the Dead back into a box handed over by a warrior. He waved casually, and the warrior ran back to the plane with the box in his arms. Door.

When the undead experts put these two pieces of magic equipment into the box, they knew through their isolated perception that the box was made of a magic-resistant metal.

"Hahaha, you may not believe it when I tell you. The Holy Sword of the Dead and the Holy Ring of the Dead were obtained by a prince from a small country. This prince, who had been unfairly treated by the kingdom, used these two pieces of undead equipment to trap and kill the prince in a rage. Nearly the entire population of a small country.

If we hadn't discovered it earlier, perhaps that small country that had become a dead zone would now have become a paradise in the underworld.

It's a pity, obviously the fate is not Qingmi Underworld. Not only did we eliminate the low-level undead in that small country, we also set up a trap with the help of those soul fires.

What I didn’t expect even more is that you people in the underworld are actually stupid.”

Feng Yu was arrogantly shouting his declaration of victory. At this moment, a wind elf mage stumbled into the plane gate.

No need to think about it, this is also a script arranged in advance. When the warrior with the box enters the door of the plane, the male elf No. [-] should run in and perform.

At this time, Feng Yu must be arrogantly speaking his declaration of victory.

Just when Feng Yu's triumphant face was at its peak, the story took a turn, and the script was arranged flawlessly.

The elf who practiced wind elemental magic was covered in dust. It looked like he had been on a long flight. His magic power was running low, but he was still trying to hold on. His face looked sickly and pale as if he had used magic too much.

"The Master Wind Elemental Wind Elemental Plane appeared in the mountainous area in the northern part of the Meteorite Mountains, and a large number of harpies have already rushed out of the plane door.

Silver Dragon Kree The Silver Dragon Kree who lives in the Meteor Mountains failed to escape and died in the battle.

A green dragon escaped and flew to the Brocade Empire's city in the southern part of the Meteor Mountains, and that's when we got the news.

When I rushed back over the snow-capped mountains, the harpy had already appeared in the sky over the city.

The top leaders of the alliance asked me to come over and ask you to go back as soon as possible. "

After the elf magister finished speaking, he collapsed on the ground of the underworld from exhaustion. Two warriors quickly ran over and helped him up.

At this time, Feng Yu was already stunned in the chariot, and then shouted nervously: "Where is my father?"

The wind elf mage said weakly: "Then your father is organizing the warrior defense of that city."

Feng Yu jumped off the chariot and ran towards the gate of the plane. While running, he turned back and said: "Retreat, retreat

Ah, why is this happening? Our family’s property is all there. Has the alliance sent troops there?”

In the underworld, the horned deer armored vehicle was still advancing, but the soldiers driving it stopped. They allowed the chariot to advance, but they all looked up at the three magicians in the sky.

Anthony and Dempsey's faces were tense, and they continued to perform the script without lines for the third and fourth male leads without saying a word.

The wrinkles on their faces were twitching. In the eyes of the undead warriors, they were stimulated by sudden changes.

But what they didn't know was that these two new actors didn't dare to make any moves. They were afraid that they would laugh on the spot and ruin Feng Yu's script.

Cromwell, who was living among humans, often saw nobles performing the same life. Although he admired Feng Yu's acting skills, he still did not forget his own role.

He glanced at the strong man from the underworld in front of him in despair, waved his hand, and then faced the direction of the strong man from the underworld and slowly retreated towards the gate of the plane.

As soon as the holy mage retreated, the two great elf magisters and warriors also retreated. However, they did not rush back like frightened rabbits like Feng Yu. Instead, they were on guard against the underworld. In the direction of the strong one, retreat on one side.

However, the reluctance on the holy mage's face was looked upon by the powerful men in the underworld.

The change happened so suddenly. In less than 2 minutes, what was supposed to be an unprecedented battle was wiped out. At this time, inside the gate of the plane, horned deer armored tanks were still driving into the underworld.

But now, many horned deer armored tanks stopped before they had time to turn, and three of them even happened to be blocked in front of the gate of the plane.

The holy mage and the two great magisters flew into the high plane gate, and the soldiers scrambled to climb over the chariot and ran into the plane gate.

But the few chariots that came in front seemed to have been forgotten and were still moving towards the soul fire magic array. Even the strong men in the underworld didn't care about these chariots that were advancing straight.

After all, it is difficult for these tanks to pose a threat to them.