The Holy Yuan people have the pride of the Holy Yuan people.

Although this sentence seemed quite ironic after the riot caused by Xu Bailian, a bad man, triggered the riot, the elites carefully selected by the Shengyuan Empire, the young team led by Yuan Wei did have the character of ancient sages. Faced with the threat of life, they would not retreat even if they were afraid. Ten people formed a simple battle formation and watched Lan Lan's every move, as if they were generously facing the martyr who was butchering the knife when he was executed.

The girl Wu Zhu felt a little tired of feeling and said to Bai Xiao and Qingyue: "Hey, you guys, you're good at it. This is their own self-indulgent, but I'm not trying to bully the weak."

Bai Xiao didn't argue with this. Shengyuan was weak, so bullying it. Isn't Zhou She sent these ten people here just to bully it? It's just that he and Qingyue didn't have the leisure and leisure, and Lan Lan has always been leisure and leisure and leisure.

But the problem now is not how to bully Shengyuan’s students, but the unique resonance that Yuanwei has experienced.

Although Bai Xiao's ears were still whispering from the distant elemental pool, his mind was already attracted by the newly opened branch line, and he decided to temporarily ignore the urging of the main line and focus on the branch line. But how to re-open the branch line?

Qingyue said: "The best way is to fish, leave marks on His Highness the Princess, and then isolate her alone, at least stay away from Xiaobai and Lan Lan. Then, when Guiyin reappears, I will open a more exquisite portal so that everyone can teleport over in time."

"Okay, then prepare to start." Lan Lan clapped and wanted to act according to the plan.

Yuan Wei had to struggle as a bait: "Wait, do you think it's a more refined portal? But the virtual world teleportation has not yet matured."

Qingyue said: "That's true. The distance between the virtual world and the virtual world is much greater than that between the virtual world and the reality, so even if I don't have enough confidence to teleport over in time, even if the portal cannot be opened, at least I can use the previous method to pull you back."

Yuanwei said again: "But I don't have the confidence to persevere until you pull me..."

Although the girl has lost the memory of the last time Guiyin, her body seems to be engraved with endless fear, and the silver bracelet that symbolizes the supreme divine power is more like a brand.

Lan Lan said: "It doesn't matter. Are you Shengyuan people the best at sacrificing your life for justice? The posture you put on just now is quite good, just use that posture to welcome death."

Qingyue ignored Lan Lan's behavior of helping others and comforted her: "Even if you don't have confidence in yourself, you must have confidence in us. We can definitely hurry over and save you in time. Of course, the right to choose is still with you."

Lan Lan said: "If you choose to be a turtle, we will not laugh at you. We will only record your trembling posture and bring it back to Qin and widely praised..."

Seeing that Lan Lan was about to incite international conflicts again, Qingyue quickly stopped her words and persuaded her in a different way: "But please also ask Your Highness the Princess to understand a simple truth: in the Fire King Court, the ghost hidden phenomenon is uncontrollable. The person you encounter this time is you, and the next time it may be someone else around you."

This sentence finally convinced Yuanwei.

"I understand, so let me be used as the bait."

The young and girls beside him were shocked and wanted to persuade him, but Yuan Wei reached out to stop him: "They are right. The ghost hidden phenomenon is likely to appear. Even if you don't deliberately go fishing, the ancient tribes hidden in the unknown space may attack us anytime and anywhere. Instead of waiting passively, it is better to take the initiative and if you can completely crack the ghost hidden phenomenon..."

Lan Lan interrupted: "That's our credit, don't say it as if you want to save the world."

“…”

The Shengyuan people dared not speak out about such words and deeds that could destroy the atmosphere anytime and anywhere.

Fortunately, after Yuan Wei made up her mind, she didn't care about these details. She held her bracelet tightly and nodded at Qingyue: "Then, I'll try to..."

Before she finished speaking, her figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone!

The other nine Saint Yuan people were unaware of anything, and the young man surnamed Chen even asked, "Why did you stop here? Do you want to take a break?"

Shengyuan's princess has disappeared from their minds without a trace.

Qingyue ignored it, and the girl's whole mind was betting on a new round of calculations.

On the blood-red desk, more numbers and symbols were wandering in the pond. In a moment, Qingyue's eyes turned red and her hair was covered with blood.

Lan Lan frowned at this strange phenomenon, surprisingly not making fun of it, but walked to Qingyue, put his hand on her shoulder, and shared his vitality with Wu Zhu's ability.

She could see clearly that Qingyue was trying hard, doing overload calculations at all costs... Lan Lan couldn't help with calculations. Of course, it was not because the genius Wu Zhu girl was inferior to Qingyue in terms of intelligence, but because she was not familiar with the mathematical theory of the master of statutory numbers, so she could only solve the problem of "death struggle".

As Lan Lan shared his life, Qingyue became more at ease, her hair became black again, and the spirit in her eyes also returned to the same as before.

After only ten seconds, the numbers and formulas in the blood pool were merged into one. Qingyue immediately took out the calculation results from the blood pool and threw them to her side.

A bloody and ferocious portal appeared next to the girl out of thin air.

The next moment, Bai Xiao took the lead and rushed into the door without hesitation. Lan Lan followed closely behind, and the bone staff in his hand had already ignited the thunder fire.

Qingyue supported the portal and glanced at the nine holy Yuan people who were confused and thoughts. She knew that this was the mental impact caused by memory retracing after the passage was opened, but now she had no time to wait for them to return to normal.

"If you don't come here quickly, there are only 9 of you here."

After saying that, Qingyue jumped into the door, and her slender figure seemed to be swallowed by a ferocious bloody mouth.

The Shengyuanren still felt a little confused and confused. In his mind, a girl's figure appeared faintly. The closer he looked to the bloody and ferocious portal, the clearer the figure in his mind was. But at the same time, the behind the door also emitted a terrifying aura that made people instinctively feared.

In the end, the boy surnamed Chen made a quick decision. He reached out and pulled his companion over and shouted in the loudest voice: "All follow me!"

Behind the dragons without a head, he was like the leader of nine people. He followed his steps and the other eight people subconsciously followed.

When I crossed the portal, the scene that came into my eyes was shocking.

Yuan Wei, the princess they cherished the most, had fallen into a pool of blood. The silver bracelet on her right hand was like a sharp blade, cutting off her wrist cleanly... and there were four other bracelets.

In just under half a minute, His Highness the Princess had lost both hands and feet. Fortunately, the silver bracelet tightly wrapped around her neck had been crushed, otherwise she would have even had her head and head.

At the same time, not far from the princess, three people from the tribe were fighting desperately with a group of people in white.

The number of people in white is more than 200, each holding magical instruments and possessing outstanding power.

Either summon a strange creature with a sacred posture, or connect and superimpose each other's power, so that every move has great power. Although it is very different from the magical path in later generations, it is undoubtedly amazing.

Judging from the young elites of the Holy Yuan, these two hundred people are at least equivalent to a mature Holy Yuan Demonic War, and similar battle groups are less than one hundred in the entire Holy Yuan Empire. In other words, they are facing one percent of the power of the empire.

And this force became shaky under the impact of just three people.

No, it should be said that this is simply a unilateral massacre.

Bai Xiao took the lead, holding a half-black bone spear in his hand, easily crossing the battle group of the white-clothed men, causing a bloody storm, as if he had entered a no-man's land.

Lan Lan sometimes accompanied Bai Xiao and sometimes dispersed with him, but the cooperation between the two was so exquisite that Bai Xiao was responsible for removing the points of the gathering of enemy forces in the toughest posture, while Lan Lan cleared the surrounding miscellaneous soldiers.

As for Qingyue, she was already suspended high in the air. The blood-colored full moon above her head, under the light, all the sneaky techniques of the men in white could not escape. Bai Xiao and Lan Lan were able to lock in the enemy's key parts as soon as possible under the illumination of blood and launch beheading.

After less than ten minutes of battle, the man in white was almost slaughtered, and only one of the oldest-looking women was dragged by Lan Lan with her hair all the way to Yuan Wei.

At this time, Princess Shengyuan had already taken back her hands and feet. For the princess, it is not difficult to cure a simple cut-off of the wound without being restrained by foreign enemies.

But the girl's pale face and slightly trembling body showed that the mental scars were much more serious than those on the bed of her body.

Before Qingyue opened the portal and came to reinforce in time, she was regarded as a saint by the crazy believers wearing pure white clothes.

However, Yuanwei did not enjoy the saint's rich clothes and food. After encountering Guiyin, several white men in white were forcibly put on silver bracelets. Later, she found out that there were foot rings and neck rings, so she lifted them to the altar to prepare for a live sacrifice.

At this time, Yuan Wei remembered some records of the side-doors I saw in the big library before: In ancient times, in the Elemental Dynasty, human civilization was developed and cruel, with live sacrifices and blood sacrifices emerging one after another.

This time, I have personally understood it. If the tribes had not come in time, I would have...

At this time, Lan Lan had a calm face and threw the older woman in white next to Yuan Wei, saying in a deep voice: "Take revenge, just keep your breath... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't leave a living mouth, I can communicate with you."

Yuan Wei glanced at the old woman in white, and after a long time, she shook her head: "Forget it, they... have paid the price."

As she spoke, the girl's eyes passed over the old woman with blood on her face and came behind her.
Chapter completed!