The huge rock suddenly hit the ice giant, and the rock cracked, but it only caused the giant to tremble slightly. He gasped violently in his chest, and Yan Lou's face was distorted. He could no longer find his usual calmness and superior calmness. After discovering that he

After his rock source skills were unable to shake the elemental creations in front of him, he was in a trance and confused. What on earth are these? Why do they appear here? Is this what a college student should have? What on earth am I fighting!

? At a loss, Yan Lou turned his head and looked around. A smart figure appeared and disappeared. Every rise and fall was accompanied by the trembling buzz of the bow string. The group of college students who usually seemed to be invincible followed closely behind him, but they

Always slow down half a beat. The scorching heat swept around the person in waves. A sword dance that was already close was burned by the flames, and the originally fair face turned red. Something was wrong. Yan Lou used

He counted his team members with his eyes. During the counting process, a mentor rushed into the battlefield and carried the fallen nightmare away from the burning ground. He counted them again and again. 17!? No, it was already 16.

It was over. Yan Lou subconsciously grabbed the long hair on his forehead and his eyelids twitched. What happened? What happened when he was concentrating on attacking the ice giant?! There were more than thirty people from various departments, not to mention fighting.

How tyrannical he is, but none of them are lambs to be slaughtered. Some of them have quite a tacit understanding and cooperation experience with each other. Play with me! That's just a Silver Moon! Silver Moon! Archery! And he

There is only one person! The dozens of people he brought with him cannot be actors! The light is dazzling, and someone uses the skill scroll again. Yan Lou put down his hand, and there were a few more strands of long hair between his fingers. Some were dull, and some were dull.

Mu Ran, he was looking for the shadow of Silver Moon in his memory. Is there him in the War Spirit Monument? No, he has seen all the numbered ones. Is he in the Military Refining Monument? No. The fighting platform appears.

Have you ever passed him? Not even that. So who is this person? From Liu Xiao’s exposed forehead, Yan Lou noticed the bloody mark. Bug!? A bug that just crawled back from the fruit!? Large rock thorns protruded from the ground.

Starting from the beginning, the two Dou Zhan relied on their strong bodies to carry the sharp rocks, but they were also injured all over their bodies. Is that a rock protrusion? I have been craving this rock source skill for a long time! Why would he? Yan Lou's expression

It was complicated, his head was a bit unable to turn, and he always felt that nothing was right. Liu Xiao, who was bullied by Douzhan, held swords in both hands, and after fighting with a Liufeng for several times, he relied on the uninterrupted waves of flames to find an opportunity to get away from several people again.

Surrounded by Dou Zhan, keep the distance. Rock protrusion? Flame wave ring formation? Silver moon? Sword dance? Insects! And his four team members! Yan Lou's head twisted mechanically, and he looked at the elements.

The four people guarded by the giant looked at Liu Xiao, who was still doing well, and then at another team member who fell in a pool of blood. Finally, he lowered his head and stared at a stone in his hand. Silently, Yan Lou turned his palm over

, Mu Yewei's stone fell to the ground. At that moment, he felt that all his pride was slowly falling with the stone, towards the bottomless abyss. But at this moment, a head popped out from the ground.

The spirit rat that came over held the Mu Yewei stone in its mouth, and then ran towards Mona in a hurry. Yan Lou stared blankly at the back of the mouse, and even hesitated whether he should kill it and put the danger in danger.

The stone was taken back...Liu Xiao stood in the sea of ​​fire, staring at the last Dou Zhan who was rushing towards him. He raised his hand, released the string, shot out the arrow, and closed the movement, all in one go, without any delay. Dou Zhan staggered.

He rushed in front of him, raised the giant sword high in his hand, and swung it down heavily. Liu Xiao just took a small step back, and the sword edge passed in front of him, hitting the ground with a clang, and the giant sword and him

The master fell at the feet of Liu Xiao at the same time. A mentor fell from a height and carried Douzhan on his shoulders. Before leaving, he gave Liu Xiao a meaningful look. Liu Xiao glanced at the whole place, and flames crackled everywhere.

The remains of the rock protrusion were missing the master's sword, broken arrows, and a little bit of melancholy after the war. The student from Yanyuan Academy with flowing long hair stood in the field like a fool, his eyes dull and unfocused. Bang.

, bang, Liu Xiao twisted his left shoulder to reset the injured bone. There was a dull pain everywhere on his body. The cracked flesh looked scary, but it was quickly being healed under the influence of the medicine. He still felt a little uncomfortable.

There are no broken limbs, no rivers of blood, no corpses and a desperate battlefield. I always feel that something is missing. A strange scene. Two college students stand far away, one is stunned and the other is standing still. They are guarded by 9 elemental giants.

The four people looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what the situation of these two people was now. Liu Xiao was recalling the battle just now, some scenes of life and death, some trivial responses, and some experiences of the coordination of skills and combat skills.

Yan Lou was struggling, trying to break away from countless questions, countless sighs, and countless denials of himself. This weird silence came to an end when the flames around him went out. Yan Lou slowly raised his head,

He clenched his teeth, grimaced his face, and raised his hand fiercely. The rock formations on the ground around Liu Xiao surged, and a giant rock hand broke through the soil. Without waiting for the huge hand to tighten, Liu Xiao rushed forward at an incredible speed, and the rock was

There were explosions in all directions, but they couldn't stop him at all. Liu Xiao's eyes, as calm and deep as a cold spring, were locked on Yan Lou, watching as the little light flashing in his pupils gradually dimmed. "Wait!"

Yan Lou stretched out his hand, wanting to stop something. But when Yan Lou wanted to continue to say something, Liu Xiao's figure passed him by, and he covered his open mouth with a palm. A huge wave of

With such force, Yan Lou was suspended in the air and flew backwards. Following the flying figure, he disappeared on the spot... On a broken rock, Yan Lou foamed at the mouth,

His eyes were empty. Liu Xiao pulled off the silver-white crystal bottle from his waist, didn't bother to take another look, and turned around to leave. A mentor then landed, breathed a sigh of relief, and carried the unconscious Yan Lou away. "Ren Pingsheng?"

The instructor asked. Liu Xiao stopped and turned around, "Yes."

The tutor solemnly said, "Snowy mountains and frozen soil, you saved a few of my useless disciples. As a tutor, I, thank you."

Liu Xiao nodded slightly and left. "Disarm the protective formation. We need to take the injured students out of the Hidden Trace Forest."
Chapter completed!