Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Amidst the constant laughter around, 'Xue Yunfeng' and 'Perfect Baldhead' looked at each other, and changed the topic tacitly... After all, they are old friends who have known each other for so many years, and they know each other's details too well , It's vicious and vicious again, there is really no need to die together, let alone provide jokes for others.

"Where did your news come from?

Why didn't I see it at all? "The 'perfect bald head' rolled his eyes and asked the news he wanted to know the most.

"Ah... the reason why the secret is a secret is because only I know it." 'Xue Yunfeng' said without blinking, "Look, I didn't even ask, where is your cute little Edna? Bar?"

The 'perfect bald head' glanced at him in confusion, but immediately turned his eyes to the 'ink pen dust heart' on the other side... The bald head felt that something was wrong, but the bald head knew he couldn't show it.

After all, the old dog said this because he was sure that he must know Edna's secret... Even if he didn't know, he could only show a confident attitude at this moment.

Anyway, old people must know.

As for why Xue Laogou knew earlier than him... Tsk, he already has a wife with a bald head, so why would he observe what the little girl is doing?

A man who can't find a wife will always peep at the little girl!

"So, ink pen." The bald head asked with a smile, "You have been with the old dog for so long, have you seen where the dog's tail is hiding?"

"Maybe... I just saw how sharp the dog's teeth are... how indiscriminate between inside and outside." 'Mobi Chenxin' tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied with a sincere expression.

'Perfect Baldhead' understood immediately: "Ah...is it Susu or Qiuqiu who is unlucky?

They are truly the most resilient women I have ever met.

It's so rare to meet a strong woman who can never leave her boss like Lao Gou. "

"Isn't the old Sanda king also good?" 'Mobi Chenxin' asked curiously.

"If you are old, it is estimated that there is only a murder scene."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" 'Xue Yunfeng' said impatiently, "The striker is about to arrive, Mo Bi, people in your family should pay attention to running with casual people, you know?"

'Mobi Chenxin' nodded with a wry smile...their family no longer has enough people to be the forward or the rear.

It can only advance with the large forces in the middle.

"Where are those wizard towers in the swamp?" 'Perfect Bald' asked puzzled, "Just let him go like that?"

"Heh~" 'Xue Yunfeng' smiled, "They have their own opponents, let's finish the work here first and then go to support, maybe... just to celebrate the brilliant victory of our friends!"

"Old dog! We found that camp! There are thousands of animals in cages!" 'Yuluofanchen' flew back in a hurry, "But the black-gray defensive barrier in the camp is quite strong, we It will probably take half an hour anyway, Suichen feels something is wrong, let me come over and talk about it."

'Xue Yunfeng' greeted immediately: "Everyone pay attention! Take the acceleration potion and hurry!"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" 'Perfect Bald' asked strangely.

"Heh~ ignorant guy~ that's an energy-absorbing magic circle!" 'Xue Yunfeng' said without bowing his head, "Either smash it with the greatest force in a short period of time, or you have to understand the changes of the magic circle Take it apart yourself.

Don't say that you have already started, but you haven't... who will tear it down? "

"Hill." The 'perfect bald head' replied calmly.

"Hill... is chatting with William's lover and his lover's sister right now~ I don't have time to help us with rough work!"

Hill, who was there but didn't plan to go down to help them, sat quietly a few hundred meters above the clouds, looking down at the movement below: before the undead sealed the place with ice, the breeze had helped He sent down bells of silver and gold.

The lilies of the valley stretched out and covered the small crystal hall on Purvi's back, and strings of beautiful bell flowers hung around the sofa where Hill and Fran were.

His news has never been dependent on the undead.

It's just that Hill stared fixedly at the clouds below... He originally planned to stop on top of the white clouds, but Pulvi could smell the thunderstorm clouds from a long distance away.

Of course he knew who it was... Talos came here so early!

Hill was a little confused at the beginning, why didn't he go down and take what he wanted... It was only later that he realized that for Malar, what he was most wary of might not be the few naturalists who had been chasing and killing him. God, but Talos, the main **** of his house.

The same is certainly true of his direct subordinates.

It's okay to work for Talos, let Talos in... crazy?

Therefore, Talos, who didn't want his actions to be exposed, found that he didn't have enough time to break the defensive circle, so he simply waited for the undead to make a move.

Anyway, he can grab it later.

It is estimated that Talos felt that he had to fight after all, so why waste his strength in the first place.

Although a bit petty, this is Talos... the Lord of Storms has always been this virtue.

Therefore, Hill really didn't expect that he would be replaced as well.

But think about it, ten thousand years ago, the gods like Toril didn't have a sense of existence without the elven gods!

That is, another thing that made him care more,

As soon as the undead started to fight, the runes on the defensive circle started to flow directly... Hill was really surprised: this energy-absorbing circle is a bit like the one he used on the magic tower in Ferenriel. very high.

Although it seems a bit rote, many places have no effect at all, and even the source of energy has been replaced with something like a divine power crystal... But the main function of this magic circle is there.

In Toril, it is estimated that there are not many magic circles that can better target lightning than Hill's, and basically all of them are harder than Hill's... Without the elemental energy pool of the magic tower, it is impossible to do it.

After all, a real alchemist always wants the best and never settles down.

Only Hill, who didn't want to waste too many resources on Ferenriel at the beginning, created a defensive circle that barely reached the legendary stage to deal with it.

Hill blinked, a little confused: the fake Malar was indeed the only intruder who entered the magic tower, but it didn't take long before he died in the hands of the killing vine.

Could it be that he was exposed because he gnawed on the magic circle rune on the tower?

"Hill?" Fran, who is most familiar with Hill's style, also recognized it a little bit... His grandson is a bit obsessive-compulsive, and even the spell runes like to arrange them neatly.

Nothing wrong with that, but a waste of time and energy!

Frank has corrected him many times, and he can't abuse his mental power like this... However, young people are always stubborn.

He frowned and asked, "Why does it look like you did it?

Have you accepted students in Toril yet?

That…"

"No." Hill scratched his hair, a little confused, "Grandfather, do you still remember Ferenriel?

This is what I used in the Magic Tower over there.

I always thought that Malar was fake...but if it's real...

So many things, I really have to think about it again. "

Hill couldn't help looking to the north... Could it be true that the camp of ragers is real?

No, no, Aurul did not mention it, and Amberley definitely did not.

Ferenriel's is obviously smarter, and he doesn't like to play tricks like a shrew.

Hill blinked lightly: Malar, this guy, has been able to survive to this day under the pursuit of the whole world, I am afraid that he also has a lot of secrets and reliance.

He looked up at the sky, no wonder Corellon's pursuit was thunderous and rainy, and did not kill the monkey at all.

The father of elves has never been a tolerant character.

What the **** is AO thinking?

Don't care about your own family, is it about to be pierced into a sieve?

Toril is a ghostly place, I wish them more time travelers in the future, all of them want to kill the gods to take over... AO is the biggest and only target.

Oh god!

Tsk~

After taking the speed-up potion, the undead raced on their way, and within 5 minutes they all arrived at the camp on the swamp.

'Suichen' is yelling frantically at this moment: "Yuluo! Yuluo! Are you still alive? Just take care of the sorcerer! What kind of fire group method are you using at this time?

Single attack you TM can hit the ground, group attack, what do you want to do? Send brother into the water? "

The corner of Xueyunfeng's mouth couldn't help twitching... Although the black rose divided the melee and long-range into two places, there was still a large distance between them, so it stands to reason that the two sides would have no effect.

But... tell everyone on the ice surface of Bilibala under the burning wall of fire, add more oil and you can enjoy how stinky the water in the swamp is!

He took over the command viciously: "For all ice methods, use Rapid Freeze on the camp ahead!

Don't use Blizzard! Don't you **** know the wind can turn? "

Shit, I don't know if the Storm Lord is coming! With Blizzard, do you want to kill a wave of running corpses first?

'Xue Yunfeng', who finally straightened out the battlefield with his own rich language, exhaled viciously: "Within five minutes~www.readwn.com~ If this wall doesn't fall down, I think you'd better go back to Aglaia to embrace it." Cry for the white dragon cub~

With you here, Bailong has become stronger and more obedient! "

The undead have long been used to his cynicism, although they don't know why there is a limit of 5 minutes...but they are still more obedient than the white dragon cubs.

When the defense cover finally turned into light in front of them, 'Xue Yunfeng' roared 'Defense mode! ’ and the squall, rain, lightning, and thunder above their heads hit them.

"Fuck!" 'Xue Yunfeng' couldn't help but panic when he saw a whirlwind of lightning coming towards him specially... This is obviously a tracking mode!

"Huh?" A hoarse voice sounded in the cloud.

Twelve tornadoes suddenly rose around the camp, and rushed towards the whirlwind raging in the camp without hesitation.

"Lord of the Storm...I really...have wanted to see you for a long time!" The two figures stood silently in mid-air, looking at the dark gray clouds.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :