Dingling, Dingling, whose origin brushed the wind chime...

Buzz!

Only the upper half of the golden scepter was left trembling gently, and was tightly wrapped in a ball of white holy light, without emitting any golden light.

"The power of this scepter has been consumed too much, so don't waste it anymore."

The milky white holy light turned into lotus flowers and gradually dissipated on the long hair that was rippling like water. A green onion jade finger stretched forward slightly, and lightly used a thin barrier to resist the blowing darkness.

The holy flames on the ground rose again, burning the black arms condensed by black air, and black smoke rose up in the light of the white flames.

The hearts of the townspeople on the wall were accidentally passed through some warmth, and the fear in their hearts disappeared, and they were all standing at the intersection of light and darkness at the gate that they were looking forward to.

"Yes," Wang Xiaofeng nodded solemnly, and bowed slightly to the graceful and moving back outside the ruler in front of him, "Teacher."

Amy turned her head and gave Wang Xiaofeng a smile. It seemed that she had just come out of the bath. Her long hair was wet and dripped with the fragrance of flowers. Her simple pleated skirt was different from the usual sacrificial robe. It exuded a fascinating freshness and charm, which made a certain uncle behind her lose his mind in an instant.

"Hmph!" A light hum sounded in the ears of Blood Battle Wild, and a bloody battlefield filled with bones suddenly appeared in front of his eyes... Wang Xiaofeng felt something, and turned his head to look, but he saw that the wild uncle's face was red and white, and he didn't know what the mentor did to this middle-aged uncle who was "old and never old".

The bare hand swung slightly, and the thin cover condensed by the holy light suddenly burst out, forcing the gushing black air back step by step. Amy took a lotus step gently, and the Holy Flame of Burning Bone on the ground silently twisted the fire to the side, giving up a narrow path for the Holy Light Master and the new high priest of the Yufeng Church.

The giant arm condensed by black gas exploded and the "Corrotten Corpse" knight seemed to be pushed hard by someone, and he staggered back a few steps, and the horse neighed and deep.

"Super the scepter!"

The voice of the Fear Knight was filled with anger for the first time. Without the scattered fear, it was no different from the voice of an ordinary middle-aged man. Perhaps, he was called the Fear Knight, in addition to the power of his body, he also carried a halo skills such as the "Fear Aura".

"Why do you have to fall into darkness for the obsession in your heart?" Amy's voice sounded in the audience with a bare hands. With a wave of her bare hands, an unpretentious wooden stick appeared on her left hand. "Keep you, it is only to add strength to the enemy of light, and the incomplete soul is destined to disappear in the world of dawn."

"Guarding, my life!"

Without the blessing of "fear", this shout exuded an inexplicable tragedy. Jian Qijue's cold snorted from the team chat channel, and two eye-catching words were apart from "Silly".

"Light, glory, darkness, expulsion, great purification!"

Amy's chanting was short and rapid. A misty halo overflowed from the top of the wooden stick in her hand, which rippled out like slow and fast. The so-called great purification technique is a bit like the fire resistance ring of fire, but what is pushed out is not the fire light condensed by the fire element, but a wave of holy light.

The buzzing sound was a little harsh, and the light mark suddenly swayed, as if the shock wave after the explosion swept to all directions. The scope of the so-called large purification technique is far from comparable to the resistance of the fire ring. Of course, this is also the effect of powerful NPCs. It is estimated that this skill will definitely be limited to the scope of the action in the hands of players.

The light wave passed by, and the mount of the fearful knight's mount was hissing and turned into a black smoke. A few faint fire flew towards the knight's eyes, filling the dark fire in his eyes with a bit of brilliance.

The three-foot holy flames around Amy gradually stopped, as if there was no fuel. The dead bodies that were just swaying and vertically left nothing but a few tufts of dust.

The holy light and body, the undead mage who had just arrived suddenly after the high priest came back and forth, bent down and vomited blood, and the blood strips on his head fell again and again, leaving only a trace of them.

Amy's gaze was attracted by the undead mage for a moment, and saw the wizard's "Peng" turn into a group of bats; with the wooden staff in his hand, a holy light instantly wrapped the group of bats that were not as good as escaping. The harsh squeak broke the silence in the field, making the air quite irritated.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the white moonlight once again covered the earth with a different kind of vitality.

But just as she was at this opportunity to be distracted, the knight turned his head and headed towards the way he came. As the black air surging, a faint blue flame burst out, and more than a dozen robbers who could not hide were picked up, finding some food for himself and restoring some exhausted strength.

The dark blue flame suddenly rose, and the horse neighed and rushed into the forest.

Amy was not in a hurry and followed her like a walk. It seemed that everything was under her control, but she just needed to spend some more effort.

"Teacher!" Wang Xiaofeng's cry made her turn around and take the King's Staff that was thrown by a priest. Amy's mouth had a drunken smile. She gently tapped her head at Wang Xiaofeng, and she naturally understood Wang Xiaofeng's worries.

After a turn, there was no trace anymore.

Just as suddenly as she came, a ball of holy light on the ground was left, and her figure disappeared in front of everyone. This should be the teleportation or teleportation magic of the Holy Light system, but I don’t know if the player’s professional tree species involves this skill.

There should be no, at least the Holy Light Sacrifice does not; there have always been magicians with flashing displacements, warriors and knights with charges, thieves with archers with acceleration, holy light Sacrifice... Cough, we will add blood!

"I'll go..." Wang Xiaofeng exhaled a long breath, and a breeze hit, and suddenly felt that the cloak on his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Damn! You kid is so lucky, you actually have a beautiful mentor!" The wild uncle seemed to come back to his senses in Amy's "punishment" and shouted in anger, "Protest! Why is my professional mentor a half-old man? Why are you a delicate and beautiful woman? This is unfair!"

"Address." Jian Qijue walked to Wang Xiaofeng and glanced at a comrade with his melancholy gaze.

Wang Xiaofeng originally wanted to say that there was naturally a gap between the Warrior Academy and the Holy See of Light, but then he thought, "This should be a matter of character and temperament." "Go! How could the uncle have been bad in character!"

"You noticed it just now?" Shuang Leng Changhe's words seemed to have pointed; Wang Xiaofeng nodded with a smile, "I'm not stupid, I'm going to fight with a Zi Ming." "Oh," a strange look flashed through the elf mage's eyes. A comrade said that his intelligence was still necessary and he could not understand it at all...

The undead mage fell to the ground, surrounded by four apocalypse with a dead face; Wang Xiaofeng smiled and made a suggestion, and the other two readily agreed. An uncle sighed and squatted beside him and drew a circle.

A giant sword was slapped at the head, and the weak necromancer suddenly had a golden star on his head, and blood burst out. "Two hundred and twenty-four."

The elf mage leaned over and the staff in his hand gracefully hit the wound on Zuoen Feel's forehead, and a purple value of '-9' appeared. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh, and the wooden staff in his hand also knocked on the same position, causing the damage of '-14'.

"Damn it! You humble Apocalypse." The undead mage roared at the few people with a ferocious expression with a trace of residual blood. He remembered that he had a group of robbers. When he turned his head to look, Lin Bian had no sign of the gang of robbers. "These bastards! Kill me!"

"As you wish," Jian Qijue snorted coldly, raised his sword and fell, and immediately the undead mage who was causing trouble in the town. The experience slot of the three of them also rose up fiercely. The undead mage who had lost most of his blood by various "plot kills" could only obtain 50% of the experience value of the final blow.

A few ding-dong sounds were the system's reminder of the drop of rare equipment. Sword Qi Jue kicked the undead mage's shriveled body away, and immediately gave the two cloth armor professions behind him a meaningful look.

bite!

Repel the incoming robbers, complete the mission [Incoming robbers], and reward the experience value of 80,000 points.

As a burst of string music started, Wang Xiaofeng was surrounded by white light, and the number above his head jumped to '21' with some difficulty. He happily opened the level list, but found that he was in the second position with a slight advantage, only a few thousand more experience than the Apocalypse Gongzhe who should have rested offline, but half a level less than the ice method on his head.

A daddy was quite resentful about this and couldn't help but curse angrily: "Damn, that slag who has just finished the fight!"

Table Tennis!
Chapter completed!