The Snows of Tasikel

At this time, they are very threatening to Si Sheng and the others, because almost none of them have any experience in fighting wood attribute soul warlocks!

At such critical moments, the outcome often lies in who can repeatedly make strange moves.

A large number of vines grew out of the ground, and they entangled the feet of Si Sheng and Sui Liu. Before Sui Liu came, he was tightly wrapped by Si Sheng and had a big cloak, which was naturally safer.But Si Sheng gave Sui Liu his cloak, and the new thorns pierced his skin and muscles, and in an instant, blood flowed down.

Sui Liu and Si Sheng raised their short swords to cut off the thorns, but this thing can grow continuously.To make matters worse, the earth elements that had been a barrier suddenly turned against each other!

The two of them didn't have time to react, the solid earth barrier suddenly turned into a huge load and pressed on them, and the hot clods mixed with strong wind roared towards them.

At this moment, Sui Liu's strength was exhausted, and he didn't have the soul technique to accompany him. He had never experienced such a fierce battle and could only wait to die. Tossed aside, the thorns left deep bloodstains on his calf.

He hurriedly looked towards the place where the two were standing, and now there was only a pile of soil, and Si Sheng had already been buried under the soil!

Everyone didn't expect that the soul warlock in black cloak seemed to be an excellent soil controller in addition to being proficient in the spiritual arts of air elements and wood elements.Due to being restricted by the thorns and vines, Si Sheng couldn't escape with the two of them at the same time. At the critical moment, he only had time to throw the flow out, and he was instantly buried by the thick rolling soil weighing several tons.

Being buried in soil of such weight and temperature, it was hard to say that he could survive, and even if he could, he would temporarily lose his ability to fight.

The people of the Yi tribe were far away in the air and couldn't help them. Did this melee finally come to an end? !

"Si Sheng!"

Following the flow, he used the water control technique.

Under such circumstances, using the soul technique that would incapacitate oneself is tantamount to suicide.However, at that moment, Sui Liu didn't think too much... He vaguely felt that Si Sheng was a good person and he couldn't be allowed to die, not to mention that he still likes me!

At this moment, Sui Liu vaguely understood what Si Sheng meant by love. It seemed to be a very rare and precious feeling.

So his hands drew spiritual words in the air, and made a grasping movement. Suddenly, the soil that was about to bury Si Sheng alive seemed to lose control, and turned into soft sand and scattered down, even the vines became withered.

It turned out that the water in the soil was sucked away by the current.

He twirled his fingers again, and the precipitated water suddenly became cold, even hissing cold in the air. The ball of cold water quickly floated towards Si Sheng who was exposed in the sand, wrapping his body gently, It emits a bright white light.

The wound on Si Sheng's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Water Control and Healing!Under the training of the Prophet, Sui Liu used these two water spirit techniques with ease, and a series of movements were completed in one go like flowing clouds and flowing water. Two large water spirit spells are not something his now sealed body can bear.

He threw his head on the ground, and the soul warlocks in khaki cloaks leaned over.

If Sui Liu is conscious at this time, he will find that he has done an idiot thing of exchanging his life for his life... He would never do this kind of thing before, when he was not released from the emotional seal two years ago , his quiet inner world was barren, and even he couldn't cherish himself, let alone cherish others.

The people of the Wing tribe arrived at this time, but they could not get close to the two of them. They flew in the sky with their wings. The wind was once their partner, but at this time, the wind was manipulated by the man in the black robe, so that they could only crooked. shoot arrows.

The soul warlocks in the yellow cloaks quickly covered the drift with a strange net bag shining with strange gold, while responding sporadically to the attacks of the Wing tribesmen, while giving out cheers of victory.

After catching the stream, the soul warlocks in khaki cloaks suddenly stopped fighting, put away their net bags and began to retreat quickly, and their destination was the dark red city wall.Knowing the power of the red city wall, Yilong screamed in the air.

He was caught in the net with the flow, and woke up after bouncing on the ground a few times. He struggled a few times in the net bag, but unfortunately it didn't work, and the dagger was thrown on the ground when he was captured.

He felt pain all over his body, only to realize that his joints were bloody and bloody from the constant dragging, but his expression of pain was limited.During this brief lucidity, due to the overdraft of his physical and soul power, he saw Si Sheng crawling up from the sand, and the Qinghe and Yi people who were chasing him.

They... care about me... I think silently, yes, that wall!

"Go back! Don't come over!" Sui Liu endured the feeling of weakness in his chest and abdomen, and shouted hoarsely, "Don't touch that dark red wall!"

Si Sheng was a little dizzy, but it was Qinghe who ran with him.He couldn't believe that he would be saved, but the healing technique that was still working on his body was indeed the work of the Son of Soul.

A wave of joy overflowed from my chest, but unfortunately now is not the time to be happy.

The soul warlock in the khaki cloak is about to approach the city wall. Si Sheng doesn't want to just sit back and watch and just be taken away. He tries to forcibly drive the surrounding wind and fire elements, but natural spirits are actually very powerful. In the worst case, it is very difficult to mobilize them.

After being rejected by the natural spirit, the control power bounced back to the caster, and his own elemental power was damaged instead. This is a fundamental injury for soul warlocks.

The severe pain hit Si Sheng, and his body, bones and even his soul wailed together. Under such severe pain, he resisted forcefully, only the corner of his mouth twitched, and he didn't even make a sound, but the cold sweat on his face After falling, it didn't take a moment for the whole person to feel as if he had been hit by the rain, and the cold sweat dripped down.

He watched with his own eyes as Suiliu was quickly dragged away. The group of people seemed to have only Suiliu as their target at first, and they ran away when they caught it.

That idiot... What else did you say... Don't chase after me!

"mix……"

Qinghe, who was supporting him beside him, didn't hear clearly, and turned his head sideways, "What?"

"Bastard!!!!" A yell resounded through the sky, "You said you won't chase if you don't chase?!!"

What followed was a terrifying runaway of the power of the soul.

A strong wind mixed with gravel and flames emerged from Si Sheng's arms with stretched veins, galloping around like a wild horse that had run loose.The surging soul power was like the sharp teeth of a wild beast, tearing apart the bodies of those earth-colored cloaked soul warlocks who were running slowly behind.

In an instant, this verdant jungle turned into a silent slaughterhouse full of flesh and blood.

Qinghe was frightened when he saw it. The power of the soul went berserk, which was similar to the madness of martial arts. In the Battle of Bend Island, the son of the wind died because of the power of his own soul. The hurricane he summoned destroyed a country. Victory is not the child of the soul, but the consequences cannot be underestimated. This is an indiscriminate attack between the enemy and the enemy, and it consumes one's own life.

He yelled in Si Sheng's ear, "Stop! You will kill Sui Liu!"

All the killings came to an abrupt end with this loud cry.

The red and black sharp blade receded quietly when it came into contact with the kidnapping group of people, as if nothing had happened at all, if ignoring the lumps of flesh on the ground that could not even be seen in human form.

The enemy had already reached the edge of the brown wall, and the wall seemed to have suddenly turned into a group of moving soft creatures. A small hole was naturally formed just enough for these people to enter, and after they entered, it quickly closed and returned to its original state. .

Si Sheng forcibly mobilized the soul elements in his body, causing the elements in his body to become chaotic. He suddenly lost his strength and fell to his knees.

During this period, the powerful soul warlock in the black cloak did nothing, he used the storm to protect himself, disturbing the Wing Clan people, so that the Wing Clan people could not get close.

He just stood in the storm, watching leisurely being captured with the flow, leisurely watching Si Sheng's burst of soul power killing his subordinates, leisurely watching the people in khaki cloaks successfully complete the task, as if admiring The drama is average.

In the end, he seemed to have achieved his goal, sneered, and walked into the air again.

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Sui Liu woke up from a severe headache and confusion, the first thing he saw was the shaky ceiling, no, maybe it was just his vision shaking, he felt as if his thoughts had been roughly turned over, at this moment his head There was chaos.

After a while, his thinking started to work. With a severe headache, he fixed his wobbly sight, and finally fixed on the scene in front of him.He found that his limbs were all bound and fixed, except for his neck. The shadows of the iron railings were reflected on the ground next to him, and he was locked up.

Suiflu felt that there seemed to be many people around him, but those people were still some distance away, so he turned his head and stretched his neck...

It was still the group of people in khaki cloaks who were dissecting the bodies of Wing tribe soldiers on a high platform not far away.

Shake your head with the flow, make sure you