Just like what Lei Luo saw.

The Twilight Holy Flower is the key to the Twilight Elves' resistance.

The three-colored glow of this holy flower, both the wizard and the harp, have extremely terrifying purification power, so these wizards and the harp's strong men gathered next to this holy flower.

As long as this holy flower is solved, all difficulties will be solved.

It is precisely because of this that the wizards and harps encountered by Lei Luo on the periphery are generally only level 0 and level 1.

The dark red giant eyes filled with the unknown aura of destruction released one terrifying beam of destruction after another in the sky.

In a short time.

Lei Luo killed several harps one after another and came to the vicinity of the Seal Temple.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Seeing that this mysterious figure was so powerful, the Twilight Elf Clan leader shouted.

"Just a passing scholar."

Lei Luo just responded when a second-level harp appeared.

With round and plump breasts, slender and straight legs, there is no trace of fat on the body. A harp-shaped banshee has a gem pendant hanging on her forehead, looking at the terrifying human standing under the dark red giant eyes.

From that giant eye, it felt the power of terror, the power that threatened her.

But as one of the grandmothers of the harp clan, she must face the threat and cannot bully the weak and fear the strong like those low-level banshees.

Without further ado, the wings behind him slammed hard, and a black evil wind that eroded his soul rushed towards Lei Luo.

Direct attacks on the soul!

Lei Luo has already had some solutions to this kind of attack.

The evil black smoke surrounding Lei Luo changed into distorted resentful spirits, including enemies who died in Lei Luo's hands, specimens that died on the dissection table, and small animals that were eaten. These resentful spirits combined with the touch of the moon shadow and turned into black shadows filled with evil and cold air. Lei Luo named it the moon shadow resentful spirit and rushed over around the evil wind.

However, this black and gray evil wind is too strong.

The power exerted by the second-level creatures, these resentful spirits are just the lowest resentful spirits. Lei Luo hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power of the essence of the moon, and the light silver moonlight shrouded the guardian shield of 1024 Nights.

"Um……"

Although it blocked most of the evil winds, some still invaded Lei Luo's heart, producing an effect similar to a wailing banshee, as if countless babies were screaming in their ears.

Lei Luo fell into a brief state of stiffness.

Bang!

A hawk claw kicked hard on the 1024 Night's Guardian Shield, and Lei Luo let out a muffled groan and flew out.

"It's still a bit too hard to fight this second-level creature now."

Leaving the stalemate state, Lei Luo released a bubble technique. After being avoided by the Banshee more quickly, the Sun Eye Destruction Light Column penetrated the layers of evil wind black smoke and landed on the Hawkish Banshee. Even though only a small part was left, the Banshee screamed and kicked Lei Luo away with a "bang".

1024 The Guardian Shield of Night was attacked by this harpwoman twice in a row and was completely broken.

The force of the moon tide was pulled by the force of the tide, and Lei Luo floated in the air, looking at the burned part of the harp, and the two looked at each other with fear.

Lei Luo's left eye kept flashing, and finally dimmed again.

The Gulan sand flame consumes a lot of mental power. It is best to trap the other party when released, or take the opportunity to use it during close combat to release this mental fire out of thin air, which is easy to be avoided by the other party.

Besides!

This time my goal is to open the seal and be familiar with the advent technique and the evolution of astral body fighting methods. With that old monster behind me, I don’t need to show it here.

As for the way to open the seal...huhhh!

...

With countless three-color butterflies surrounding them, Dai'er's aura became stronger and stronger.

This flower that has been in full bloom for thousands of years is so powerful that it can purify evil.

Even if the power that Daier can exert is only a tiny part of it, it can still easily suppress the joint efforts of this old witch and the harp king.

However.

Neither Dai'er in the sky nor the Spirit Saint was sitting upright on the flower stamen, nor did he notice that a white and tender little spot emerged in the soil of the roots and stems of the Twilight Holy Flower.

It was Xiaobai who sneaked over using the art of earth escape.

"For butterscotch!"

Look east and west.

Looking at the guys fighting around, the little guy kept trembling with his thorns and feet, then he looked at the Twilight Holy Flower.

"Hey, this big flower, there is a guy who wants to see what's inside the seal. He wants you to rest first, what exchange to do?"

"Ha? You're too much. How could I have that much urine? At most one shot!"

Not long after.

The little guy urinated with a "shhh", and a column of water fell on the roots of the Twilight Holy Flower.

"Then let's say that, I'm leaving!"

The little thing fell into the soil under his feet and disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

...

Holy and inviolable.

Dai'er, wrapped in the twilight stamens, seemed to be worshipped by the gods, and looked down at the old witch and the harp king from a high place.

"A stupid evil creature, for thousands of years, I have no idea how many evil creatures have been purified under the Holy Flower to attempt to destroy the world's peace and beauty. Your corpses will be the witness of the Twilight Elf clan protecting world peace."

The old witch's body was full of holes and was dying.

Although the situation of the Hawk King is better, it is not much better.

As long as the old witch dies, the only thing that will greet her will be death.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel unspeakable despair.

"No wonder those seniors all hate this. This Twilight Holy Flower is so strong that I will also follow in the footsteps of those seniors?"

At this moment!

Dai'er, who was majestic in the sky, suddenly noticed something. Her originally sacred and majestic indifferent face showed a little panic after being shocked.

It turned out that the power of the Twilight Holy Flower was gradually disappearing.

"Grandma Lingle?"

Dai'er was panicked and could not even fly. She slowly landed on the stamen and looked at the old man on the stamen.

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"I don't know what's going on! I can no longer sense the power of the Holy Flower!!"

The dying old witch completely fainted.

However, on the other side, the harp-shaped banshe king, realized that this opportunity was once a lifetime, screamed excitedly and flew towards the iron chain tower regardless of his injuries.

"Oops!!!"

Daier and the old Saint of Lingle screamed and followed the Hawks and ran away, but lost the power given by the Twilight Holy Flower, and the two could not even fly.

After the two of them ran into the cable tower.

Staring at the destruction of the Demon-Suppressing Core Hub, the black smoke filled with scorching breath continued to eject from the ground, as if the magma sulfur aura in the deepest part of the ground, the two of them immediately collapsed to the ground, their faces pale.

"It's over."

Dai'er's eyes were desperate, and tears kept spinning in her eyes.

"It's all over."

The cracks on the ground are getting bigger and bigger.

Gudong, Gudong, Gudong...

With the increasingly powerful heartbeat, it seemed as if something terrifying was slowly awakening, and her tears could no longer be suppressed.

Crack, Crack, Crack.

Cracks on the ground continue to spread.

"It's my fault, everything is my fault, it's me that I'm too weak, I'm the sinner of the Twilight Elf, I'm the sinner of this world, I haven't protected this world well, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-

The Saint of Lingle, I don’t even know how to comfort this girl who is crying.

The only mission of each generation of saints is to protect the seal.

Take it as your lifelong mission to prevent the terrifying monsters in the seal from ravaging the world again.

Dai'er cried like a tearful person.

Even if she is at the seal exit at this moment, even if she faces death, she cannot let her feel any more trouble.

Crack, Crack!
To be continued...