I have a manor in the elf world

"How is the battle going?"

Bingxi looked at the roaring cracks with worry on her face. She originally wanted to go elsewhere for help, but both the eastern and northern parts of the forest were covered in flames of war. She also saw clearly what the invading alien beasts were. It looked like this. At this moment, she finally understood what kind of place this was. This was the Fallen Dragon Cave, or in other words, this was the Fallen Dragon Cave in the past.

The rain was still falling, and Bingxi stood blankly in the rain, letting the rain slide across her face. She didn't know why she came here, but she knew that her life in the past six years was so real. It's so beautiful.

Bingxi watched his familiar elves die on the front line of the crack one by one, look! The elf holding the ax had been chasing her for a long time, but now it could only hold the broken ax and fall into the pool of blood forever; look! The green dragon standing upright on its legs, the first little dragon he bullied, has now become the main force on the front line. The corroded body, the scars across the body, and the broken eyes still did not stop it. Leave the battlefield; look! The vines wrapped around the egg dragon were the target of his doll, but now, the vines on his body were torn off alive, and the small horns on the top of his head were completely broken. Even so, it still did not let a strange beast Break into the forest.

They fell, and more elves pushed up. Even if they were not strong, they would still sacrifice their lives for their homeland. The rain washed away the blood everywhere, but new blood splashed everywhere again, as if It can never be rinsed clean.

"Should I...cry again?"

Bingxi's face didn't know whether it was rain or tears, slowly sliding down from that beautiful face. It was still raining, but it couldn't extinguish the spread of the war.

"Why...why do you want me to see this...why...I can't do anything...why!"

Bingxi's roar resounded throughout the world, and she was unwilling to give in! She doesn't want to! She also has people she wants to protect!

Bingxi didn't notice that a familiar yet unfamiliar magic circle appeared on her forehead. It was the magic circle she saw in the library, and it was the magic circle of the Prison Crystal Dragon.

"why why why……"

Bingxi looked crazy, and her reason had been covered with anger. Why, you want to invade our forest; why, you want to destroy our home; why, you want to take away my most important partner; No! I won't let you succeed, no!

"will not!"

Crack Front.

One of the wings of the Touching Spirit Flying Dragon has been broken, and the sharp horn on the top of its head has also been broken. The corrosion scars on its body are also all over its body. It is no longer as beautiful as before. The Touching Spirit Flying Dragon is the most beautiful in this forest. The dragon no longer shines with its own light, and its achievements are also remarkable. It lies on a hill made of dragon bones and the bones of various strange beasts. The dozen beasts at the top exude a burning power. Pressure, obviously this is its outstanding record, this is its most glorious moment.

The Spirit-touching Flying Dragon looked at the strange beasts that kept emerging from the cracks. There was no expression on its face, as if death could no longer threaten it. It had no regrets. It was just an elf at the peak of a championship, an ordinary person. No longer an ordinary elf, he has 16 kings, 8 champions, and even a master-level beast under his feet. His life is worth it! I just couldn't see the owner or send him home.

The Spirit-touching Flying Dragon propped up its body and launched its final charge towards the surrounding beasts. Among the dragon clan, there were only dragons who died standing upright, not those who knelt down to survive!

"Roar!"

Listening to the roar of the soul-touching flying dragon, even these strange beasts instinctively took a few steps back.

"Damn it, you are just a little champion, how dare you block our conquest! How dare you!"

Listening to the angry voice of the alien beast, Touching Spirit Flying Dragon had a look of disdain on his face.

"Do you...dare...come up?"

A pure Chinese language sounded in the ruins, as if it had returned to the time when they fought side by side. At this moment, it seemed to see Bingxi, its own master, and Bingxi riding a horse with a sword like a divine soldier descending from the sky. The overwhelming dragon flew over.

"Wait! Doesn't this seem to be dazzling?"

At the moment when the Soul Touching Flying Dragon was stupid, an extremely angry voice came from the sky.

"kill!"