Updated: 2012-12-06

After the incident just now, Gongsun Xuan did not dare to explore those villains anymore.

Although he was puzzled by the disappeared black little man in his body, he had no choice. The black little man seemed to have disappeared from his body and never appeared.

In order to prevent similar things from happening again, Gongsun Xuan retracted his mind and turned to stabilize his own skills. This time, with the help of the breakthrough of his mind, the true energy in his body soared, and his skills were more than ten times stronger than before. After suddenly increasing so much true energy, he naturally had to stabilize it.

Three days passed quickly.

During these three days, the people of the Elf clan still lived a peaceful and happy life, and they seemed to have not felt the crisis that was about to come.

"Well? This old guy didn't migrate his tribe away. It seems that he didn't spread the news. In this way, this elf clan is probably really extinct. This old guy's nature is really poisonous. However, this time, I want to see what you are trying to plot against me." Gongsun Xuan sneered, and he had some speculation about the purpose of Mulan's sacrifice. The reason why he did not reveal it was to see what the old guy had planned. This was also the confidence in his heart since his breakthrough.

He looked up at the east side and murmured, "Are you here? I hope these angels don't disappoint me."

The blood in Gongsun Xuan's body was burning, and a fighting spirit burst out from his heart, like a sharp arrow, pointing straight to the distant horizon.

He was never afraid of fighting, and he fell in love with fighting.

Buzz, a wave came from the sky, and a vortex appeared in the sky. The vortex kept rotating, causing the agitated spiritual energy around the world to suck it into it. As the spiritual energy was poured in, the vortex became larger and larger.

"Are you finally here?" The priest Mulan opened his tiny eyes and a glimmer flashed through his eyes.

The fluctuations of magic elements between heaven and earth also attracted the attention of the elves. The elf queen rose into the air and looked at the vortex in the sky, with a solemn expression on her face.

"Who is opening the portal? Could it be the Silver Wolf, the general under the Beast God last time? It is impossible. If his body descends, it will definitely cause serious damage. This is too worthless for him. Except for those angels of light, no other gods in this world dare to descend. It seems that these angels are coming this time." The elf queen showed sorrow. A trace of doubt flashed across her eyebrows. This time, the enemy suddenly appeared, why did the priest not predict it in advance? This made her unable to understand.

After absorbing enough magic elements, the vortex in the sky finally stopped rotating and slowly revealed a crack in the sky. The crack became bigger and bigger, like a door being opened.

After the crack cracked into a width that could accommodate one person through, it stopped expanding.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful singing voice came from the crack. These singing voices were very beautiful and were very pleasant to the ears. White light shot out from the cracks, reflecting the original daylight even brighter.

A figure walked out of the crack. This was a figure surrounded by white light. Behind him, there were a pair of snow-white wings. He stood in the air, as if he was a god.

Immediately afterwards, eight winged figures walked out of the crack one after another. Nine people came out stood around the crack, lined up in two lines, standing respectfully around the crack, as if they were welcoming some more important figures.

The white light in the crack became brighter, and the beautiful singing became louder, spreading from the horizon in the distance to the hills here.

The crack slowly cracked again and became wider. This time, two figures with two pairs of wings behind them walked out of the crack.

After these two figures came out, they stood respectfully on the edge of the crack, waiting for the bigger characters in the crack to appear.

A figure walked out, with three pairs of wings behind him. He stood in the air, like a high-ranking true god, and the figures around him became his attendants.

After the figure appeared, the white light on his body slowly dissipated, revealing his amazing and handsome face.

"It's been so many years since I, Lar, finally came to this world again." The figure raised his head and let out a long roar, venting the excitement in his heart. It seemed that he was most excited about being able to come to this world.

He raised his head and looked at the residence of the elf tribe. In his bright eyes, there was a gloomy look, giving people an extremely dark vulture.

"Haha, the elves, the elves were sealed in that small world by the Queen of Nature, allowing them to survive for nearly a thousand years. Unexpectedly, they would uncover the seal again in a thousand years and walk out of that small world. The elves and beauties back then were really memorable. This time it was possible to come, but I spent a lot of military industry to get the opportunity. But I have to make up for it." He closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth with a smile in memory.

"This time, it's really exciting to be able to enjoy those flavors again." A shiny light suddenly shot out from his eyes, waved his palm, and flew towards the residence of the eleven people following him in a herringbone shape.

"Are they really the Angels of Light? There are also six-winged Angels!" The Elf Queen looked at the Angel of Light that was approaching quickly, her face turned purple and blue, and her eyes were now showing despair.

The six-winged angel is equivalent to the middle-level god. The strong man of that level is not his opponent, even if the entire elves are joined forces, he will not be afraid of the arrival of these people unless the injuries of the priests are completely healed. But now, the entire elves are only divine masters and the priests, not to mention that the priests are seriously injured and have not healed. Compared with the strength of the angel of Light, it is much different.

In just a few breaths, the six-winged angel Lar came down with his hands to the residence of the elves.

Looking at the terrified elves on the ground, Lar was extremely happy. He enjoyed seeing the terrified expressions of the weak elves beauties.

"Beautiful elves, I, Lar, will bring you the real fun of this world and the fear of your heart. Hahaha." Lar laughed loudly, waved his hand gently, pointed at the elf queen and said, "Peter, go and capture the elf queen for me."

"Yes, sir." A four-winged angel walked out from behind him, with no expression on his face.

The elf queen's beautiful face showed coldness, and her body was trembling constantly. She was angry. Looking at these angels surrounded by holy light, their words were not at all dignified, but rather crude.

She raised her eyebrows and showed anger on her face.

"If you angels of light hadn't you had sneaked into our great goddess of nature and sealed her, your righteous face would be despicable and shameless. That god's world would be the real darkness because of you."

"Haha, I like a sharp mouth. After capturing you, I will slowly let you scold you enough." Lar clapped his hands and wanted to appreciate the elf queen's figure. There was a strong lust in his eyes.

"The whole clan obeys the orders, even if they die, they cannot be caught." The elf queen suddenly said to the entire elf clan. She naturally knew what the outcome would be like if she was caught.

"Why haven't the priest come out yet? Why can't he sense his breath? Could it be that he has left?" The elf queen frowned slightly, and couldn't help but glance at the priest's residence, but there was no one there. She was confused about why the priest didn't show up.

"Haha, it turns out that this is an angel. I'm very curious, why can some bandits be called gods?" A sarcastic laughter resounded in the sky. As the sound dissipated, a burly figure appeared.

"Who are you?" Lar looked at Gongsun Xuan who suddenly appeared and frowned slightly. He could not sense the breath of this young man.

"Old Mulan, haven't you appeared yet? Although I don't know what your purpose is, for that purpose, can your own tribe members ignore it?" Gongsun Xuan turned his head and looked at a big tree in the distance, where there was nothing but trees.

But when everyone looked at the big tree, they saw nothing, and they saw the figure of the Muran priest.

"Very good. Since you don't care about your tribe, I have nothing to say. In this way, our cooperation will be lifted. I'll advise you. If you want to be a fisherman, then I don't mind letting you see my strength." Gongsun Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Lar in the air, with a fighting spirit in his eyes. For this six-winged angel, he could feel that the other party's strength was almost the same as himself.
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