: Messy in the wind
At this time, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point again and became tense.
The forces from the Chiliu clan and the original clan were unwilling to give up the **** pattern leaves that had taken a lot of effort to find.
The battle is on the verge of!
"boom!"
The original clan took the lead here, and the offensive was extremely fierce, just to take the lives of the Chiliu Clan monks in front of him!
The Chiliu monks who were uniformly dressed in black robes also dispersed immediately, using flexible posture to dodge the violent attacks of the original monks.
"Bang! Bang! Boom..."
A burst of loud noise erupted above the spring water.
The spring water below is tumbling.
But the so-called divine pattern leaf remained motionless, staying in place all the time.
"Slay all of these Chiliu tribes, we must succeed in the **** pattern leaves! Our sect currently lacks the **** pattern leaves to break through the realm!" The monk headed by the original clan power transmitted voices to many of his subordinates.
"Yes!"
A group of men attacked more fiercely.
On the other hand, the Chiliu clan forces had dealt fairly well.
"Don't fight with them, find an opportunity to take away the **** pattern leaves, and then we will leave here, there is no need to fight with them until you die." The leader of the Chiliu clan force is very sensible.
"Boom boom..."
The sound shook the sky.
The members of the Chiliu tribe's influence are all in accordance with the leader's request, constantly trying to take away the **** pattern leaves on the spring water.
However, the monks of the original tribe didn't give them a chance at all, and the offensive was like a storm and never stopped.
In this process, the consumption of both parties is enormous.
They are all elites sent by the clan or clan to find the **** pattern leaves, and the difference in strength is not big.
Therefore, if such a deadly fight continues, both sides will only lose out, and no one can do anything about it.
"Stop! We don't have to fight like this, otherwise... such a loud noise will usher in third-party forces, and then the third-party forces will benefit..." The monk headed by the Chiliu clan shouted.
"Don't pay attention to them, they are about to be unable to hold on, continue to attack!" the leader of the original clan yelled.
"Damn! These original races are really low in intelligence!" The monk headed by the Chiliu tribe clenched his teeth and cursed, and could only continue to fight the original tribe's forces.
"Boom boom boom..."
The spring water kept tumbling.
Various magic powers and powers spread towards the surroundings, roaring everywhere.
Fortunately, this is a large area of flat land, otherwise many trees will be affected and collapsed!
"Swish, swish, swish..."
At this moment, Fang Yu was speeding along the road.
He heard the bursts of noise coming from the front, as well as the power and magic energy released.
"It's pretty fierce, there are a lot of them, it should be a group fight," Fang Yu said.
"Why the people here are so irritable and always like to fight? Fighting is really bad." The little ball lying on Fang Yu's back mumbled softly.
"Indeed, the fight is not good." Fang Yu said with deep conviction.
"But brother, you also like fighting..." Xiaoqiu said weakly.
"..." Fang Yu was silent for a while, and said, "Xiaoqiu, I have to clarify this. It's not that I like to fight... It's because many people like to be beaten by me. People who know me know that I have never advocated violence."
"... Brother, you are talking nonsense, who would like to be beaten?" Xiao Qiu frowned.
"It's just a lot of people... shhh, here it is."
Fang Yu wanted to talk a little longer, but when he saw the large flat land in front of him, his eyes changed slightly.
The ball closed his mouth obediently, and said no more.
"There are forests all around, but suddenly there are no trees in front of it, and it becomes a large area of flat ground. This must be illusory and real..." Fang Yu descended from the air and landed on the ground.
"Boom boom boom..."
At this time, he could already see the scarlet spring water in the distance.
There are also those two forces that are fighting over the spring water.
"What are they fighting for?" Fang Yu squinted, pricked his ears, and listened carefully to the roar of the two forces when they fought each other.
At the same time, he used the ability of the hidden flower to make himself and the ball invisible together, and then moved forward.
"Stop it! If we continue to fight like this, we may even attract the ancient strange beasts in this forest area! At that time, both of us will be unlucky!"
During the battle, the cultivator headed by the Chiliu clan forces became more and more angry and roared.
He discovered that these fellows of the original race were really mindless, knowing that there would be no results in such a fight, but they were crazy and general offensive.
There is no deep hatred between them! Why fight to this point! ?
"Don't listen to him, they are scared, they are about to be unable to support it, continue to attack!"
The leader of the original clan force roared loudly.
"boom!"
At this time, the ten members of the original clan force became more vigorous and their offensive became more violent.
"Damn! Damn! Why did I meet these mad dogs!?" The leader of the Chiliu tribe couldn't help cursing.
At this moment, he even wanted to give up Shen Wenye.
Although it was hard to find such a petal, but there is no way!
This forest area is extremely dangerous. If monsters that existed in ancient times were really attracted, they would really be finished!
"Listen, what you want is the **** pattern leaf, we are now... willing to give you the **** pattern leaf, you quickly take it, and then... **** off, we don't want to meet you again!" The leader of the Chiliu clan forcefully endured He said loudly without resentment in his heart.
He didn't think he would be weaker than the other side.
But he thinks more long-term, he is afraid that if he continues to fight, it will lead to a disaster!
In short, there is no need to have trouble with a bunch of lunatics!
"Hahaha, you really can't stand it anymore, brothers, continue to attack and take down the soft **** of their group of Chiliu clan! We will not only take away the gods, but also make military exploits!" The leader laughed.
Hearing these words, the ten cultivators on the side of the Chiliu clan...almost all vomited blood.
This is a nose kick!
There is no end! ?
"In that case~www.readwn.com~ kill them! Kill them all!" The leader of the Chiliu tribe became angry and said with murderous intent.
"Yes! Kill!"
The nine members roared together, bursting out a stronger breath.
"It turns out that they are fighting for the **** pattern leaf...what is that?" Fang Yu carried the ball and touched it all the way, and soon came to the spring water.
The divine pattern leaf glowing with light also entered the field of vision.
"Boom boom..."
The air was in full swing.
"These guys are not weak in cultivation. They are all above and below the earth." Fang Yu glanced at the two sides fighting in the air, and squinted, "Moreover, they should come from two different ethnic groups, no matter if it is aura or performance. The law is very different..."
Looking at the two sides in the battle, Fang Yu didn't think much about it, and went straight forward and took away the **** pattern leaves on the spring surface.
"Boom boom boom..."
The two forces in the sky were still fighting frantically, and they did not find that the **** pattern leaf they were fighting desperately...had fallen into Fang Yu's hand.
Fang Yu looked at the two parties fighting in the sky, thought for a while, and simply recovered his figure, just standing above the spring water.
"Excuse me, what's the use of this thing?" Fang Yu raised the **** pattern leaf and asked.
The sudden sound caused the two sides fighting in the sky to suddenly stop.
"Leave him alone, kill these Chiliu Clan monks first! Keep fighting! Don't stop!" At this moment, a member of the original clan forces shouted.
He shouted so, and the other members who had killed the Red Eye also recovered, and continued to attack the group of Chiliu Clan cultivators.
The Chiliu tribe can only continue to challenge.
"Boom boom..."
The battle continued, and gusts of wind swept through.
Above the spring surface, only Fang Yu and the small ball lying on his back... messed up in the wind.
