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Chapter 162(1/3)

Ancestor Gaia's expression changed, and he took a few steps back to avoid the incoming sparks. He stared at the elf that suddenly appeared, his eyes full of solemnity: "Elf King!"

He actually didn't die.

Xi Ling was even more surprised than him. Looking at the man standing in front of him who was not much taller than him, but who looked like a god coming, his eyes couldn't help but fall on his shiny slightly pointed ears hidden under his hair, and his breathing changed.

Gotta hurry.

He has never seen the Elf King, and after the incident in the Forest of Light, he even forgot about the Elf King's existence.

The elf below saw the light elf standing in the sky, which was even more dazzling than this world. Tears flowed down, and his voice could not stop the sadness and excitement: "King!"

Their king has come.

Their king has finally arrived.

It's not that they haven't thought about returning to the Forest of Light to find the king, but the fallen dark elves can't cross the Moon Island. From the moment they fell, they all knew that they couldn't go back.

But they did not regret that so many people had entered eternal pain and darkness before their eyes.

Many of them are even their relatives and friends. How can they let go?

Luo Qing lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the dark elves on the ground. He raised his hand slightly, and the warm light spread down, covering their bodies, washing away the evil spirit on their bodies.

His cold eyes glanced at the ancestors of the Gaya Empire not far away: "Are you ready to die?"

"You are not ashamed of your words, Elf King, do you know that?" Before the ancestor of Gaya could finish speaking, he felt a surge in his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His face changed drastically, and he stared at the unmoved person in horror: "You"

Several other holy realms were also astonished. When did he take action, they were not aware of it at all.

Luo Qing's golden eyes slightly raised, and a golden long bow appeared in the air.

Different from Xi Ling's black-dyed golden bow, it exudes golden light all over. The elf mother tree is wrapped around it, and the exquisite mysterious patterns look like an ancient secret treasure.

It's powerful and beautiful.

The silver strings glowing in the sunlight are even more awe-inspiring.

Luo Qing held it in his hand, and the lines on it instantly seemed to come alive. The branches touched him gently, tenderly and lovingly.

"Bows and arrows are not controlled by you, but you control them. They are not just bows and arrows. Today, I will teach you how to truly use bows and arrows."

Luo Qing did not look back, but everyone present knew who he was speaking to.

He didn't care whether the other party understood it or not, he pulled the bow string and shot a golden condensed arrow towards the ancestor of Gaya.

The moment it left his finger, an arrow suddenly spread out, two, three, ten more and more, densely packed and countless.

At first, several saints didn't pay much attention to it. As long as the magic is strong and the magic can support it, it can be used, but the power is not that great.

Ancestor Gaya even sneered: "I thought it was different, but it's nothing more than a small trick."

Waving his staff will scatter the countless arrows.

But before he could take action, the overwhelming arrows disappeared.

Ancestor Gaya was stunned and scanned the sky in front of him warily.

Several other holy realms were also surprised.

"Up there!" The Holy Land of the Dragon Clan suddenly spoke, and he felt a trace of dragon energy fluctuations.

Sure enough, the moment everyone looked up, a golden dragon so huge that it could swallow everything opened its mouth and bit off the head of the ancestor of Gaya in one bite.

Ancestor Gaya didn't even have time to scream.

The speed was so fast that no one expected it.

Everyone was shocked.

A person in the holy realm actually used only one move to kill him without any ability to fight back.

How powerful this is.

The light elf standing in the air seemed not to notice their fear. He put away his golden bow and said calmly: "I understand."

"I understand, the attacks we send out are all dead objects. It's because we restrict ourselves too much and don't know how to adapt. The arrows shot by the bow and arrow are not necessarily arrows, but can also be other things. Just like other spells, they can all be followed.

Our minds have changed, Wang, you are so awesome."

Xiling stared at the powerful elf in front of her with bright eyes, her heart burning with the belief of becoming stronger.

Luo Qing nodded, the protagonist Xindao really had a very high level of understanding.

This is good. When he becomes stronger, he can fight and retire.

Looking towards the holy lands of the other four tribes.

"Elf King, we have no intention of fighting you, but the agreement on the mainland cannot be broken." The Holy Land of the Dragon Clan spoke first. The relationship between their Dragon Island and the human race is still very good, and he does not want to break the peace on the mainland.

The dwarfs and orcs from the holy realm also nodded. Although they had conflicts with some human races, for the sake of the overall situation, they could not retreat from this point.

On the other hand, another Holy Land from the Rose Principality retreated directly and made it clear that it would withdraw from this dispute and not participate.

Garrett sneered and came to Xi Ling's side, "Promise, p's agreement, what have I done? You guys are so righteous, it's disgusting to hear."

"Demon King, don't be so arrogant." The orc tribe's holy realm roared angrily. The already very strong and rough facial features looked a little scary because of this anger.

"I'm so arrogant, what can you do to me?" Garrett said with disdain.

The orc tribe's holy realm sighed angrily: "You."

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Luo Qing flipped his hand over and a mini golden bow appeared in his white palm. He gently plucked the silver strings with his fingers. Elegant and ethereal notes sounded, and the tense atmosphere instantly softened.

The fire in their hearts was miraculously calmed down.

Looking at the light elf sitting on the gorgeous wicker chair at some unknown time, everyone's hearts were filled with excitement.

He has the ability to confuse people's minds.

The elves are indeed the most blessed clan on the continent.

Extraordinary beauty.

No, the person in front of me is not only extraordinary in beauty, but also unique in the world.

Even if it is a God in heaven, I am afraid it is nothing more than this.

Nestled lazily in the wicker chair, the posture is graceful and elegant like a fairy.

"Are you done arguing?"

Luo Qing played with the little golden bow and asked without emotion.

Seeing that they were silent, he continued: "Now that the quarrel is over, it is my turn. Today, everyone present has only two choices. One, agree to my terms and leave safely, and two"

"Why should we agree to your conditions? We can leave safely if we want to leave." The orcs are very dissatisfied with the holy realm. They are all holy realms. Although he just killed one and showed great performance, the holy realm of Gaya is originally theirs.

The weakest one.

Luo Qing's golden eyes looked indifferently, her beautiful thin lips slightly hooked, "Because, you have no choice."

"Nonsense." The orc clan's holy realm waved his hands and prepared to leave. When he raised his feet, he realized that a barrier had been placed in front of him at some point and he could not get out at all.

I tried all around, but there were no invisible barriers.

His face became serious.

The other three people naturally noticed it and didn't say anything. They just looked at the leisurely man.

Both Xiling and Garrett couldn't hide their surprise. When did Wang/he move?

"It's time for you to pluck the strings." The Holy Land of the Dragon Clan spoke up and said it clearly.

Luo Qing nodded: "Yeah."

The Orc Clan Holy Realm immediately wanted to take action, but was held down by the Dragon Clan Holy Realm. The Dwarf Clan and the Rose Principality Holy Realm also shook their heads. If they could impose such a ban without alerting any of them, the Elf King, how strong is he?

"What are those two?" Dragon Clan Saint Realm asked.

Luo Qing caressed the golden bow with his fingers. There was not much expression on his face, but his tone was eager to try: "Two, I will give you a good beating and then you will agree to my conditions and leave."

Dragon Clan Holy Land: ""

"How." Luo Qing asked with a chuckle.

""

Not really.

The expressions of several saints were indescribable, and their moods were extremely complicated.

"What kind of choice is this?" The orc clan Holy Realm couldn't hold it back and said angrily.

Luo Qing leaned on the wicker chair and swung his legs gently: "It's a wise choice. I'm good enough to you, that one over there." He pointed to the corpse still in the air, with disgusted eyes: "My head is all over.

Gone."

""

Several holy places fell silent.

Garrett and Xiling also looked subtle.
To be continued...
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