It is said that good things come only in time. Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou, two people who have been labeled as bad friends and enemies, once they get too close and their emotions are vented, changes will occur and bring unimaginable disasters to the people around them.
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This may be a myth, but tonight, when the two people's hearts got closer, disaster happened. Is this just a coincidence?
The dark clouds covering the sky and the moon were rapidly approaching the Ancient Sacred Tree. As they advanced, they made a heartbreaking roaring sound.
This sound was very familiar to Ye Xiaochuan. He had encountered it in the black forest a while ago, and it came from countless finger-long poisonous bees.
Last time, hundreds of thousands of Heart-piercing Bees were controlled by Qingyan of the Five Poison Sect. One person actually fought against dozens of young disciples from the Piaomiao Pavilion, including Yang Ling'er and Yang Yishuang, and gained the absolute upper hand, so Ye Xiaochuan was worried about this.
The sound is quite sensitive.
The number of poisonous bees that appeared this time seemed to be no less than the last time. They formed a large black cloud. It seemed that they did not pass by here, but were heading directly towards the ancient sacred tree with thunderous momentum.
Ye Xiaochuan stood up, his face changed drastically, and he felt bad. The overlord in the black forest was the Boring Bee, but they rarely appeared in large numbers. Although they were scary, they were gentle by nature. If you didn't provoke them, they wouldn't do anything.
It is easy to attack others or monsters. Usually hundreds of them go out to collect honey. It is winter now, and there are hundreds of flowers in the black forest.
Withering, they rarely leave the hive.
Such a large-scale dispatch may have something to do with Qing Yan.
Yun Qiyou stood up and said, "What's going on?"
Ye Xiaochuan said hoarsely: "The people from the Demon Cult are here."
At this moment, the originally silent ancient sacred tree seemed to wake up from its deep sleep. A sharp horn sound suddenly sounded from the darkness above the heads of Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou, tearing through the sky.
The next moment, countless elves flapped their wings, holding bows and arrows, and roared out of different tree holes. Some young elves were escorted to safe tree holes to avoid the war.
There are only about 8,000 elves in the elves, of which nearly 20% are young and old elves who cannot draw a bow and fight. Only about 7,000 elves can fight, and most of them are female elves. Those who live in the black forest
Foreign races, how can they imagine that the years are peaceful and the life is stable in this world? The biggest feud of the elves is the Feiyu tribe. The Feiyu tribe is located in every corner of the Black Forest. There are huge numbers. The single Feiyu tribe may not be the best for the elves.
Doesn't pose much of a threat, but
A dozen or dozens of tribes of Feiyu clan can unite and launch an offensive against the ancient sacred tree.
When the horn sounded tonight, the elves thought that just like before, the feuding Feiyu tribe came to seek revenge at night. At this time, a brilliant and colorful scene of densely packed colorful lights appeared on the ancient sacred tree, drawing beautiful lines, whooshing
He shot towards the rapidly approaching black cloud. The elves were indeed born archers. After those feather arrows were blessed with the power of natural magic, they had even greater speed and power.
It is definitely not comparable to ordinary feather arrows.
Moreover, they shoot arrows extremely fast. As soon as the arrow was shot, another stream of light followed, seemingly endless.
The dense stream of light penetrated into the black cloud formed by countless poisonous bees, and was quickly submerged in the black cloud and disappeared without causing any big waves.
After several waves of feather arrows, many elves discovered that something was not right. The dark clouds were definitely not the birdmen of the Feiyu tribe.
The ancient sacred tree is too tall, and the number of elves is too small. If you want to use 7,100-foot-tall elves to defend the 5,000-foot-high ancient sacred tree, let alone defend all sides, even one side.
It is also difficult to achieve results.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the Elf tribe blew the horn again. At this time, the Elf tribesmen who were scattered up and down the ancient sacred tree immediately fluttered towards the altar above.
All living beings are equal. Although the elves are not as tall as humans and are not as blessed as humans, the God of Nature has given them a longer lifespan than ordinary humans and wings that can fly between heaven and earth.
Miss Ziyan saw Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou standing on the treetops. She flew over and said loudly: "The enemy is coming. You should go into the tree hole and hide. We will come out after we have defeated the enemy."
After saying that, before the two of them could say anything, Ziyan girl and the bow and arrow she held disappeared in front of Ye Xiaochuan with a whoosh.
At this moment, the ancient sacred tree was in chaos, but the disciples of Cangyun Sect didn't look much panicked. Qi Feiyuan and other male disciples who lived below, as well as the female disciples in the luxurious suites above, gathered together and stood at the waist of the tree.
Standing on the thick tree trunk, watching the changes in the wind and clouds in front of me.
Yang Jiujiu was eager to try, ready to help the elves to fight off the enemies, but was held down by Chang Xiaoman and Gu Pan'er. The alien races in Northern Xinjiang had little contact with the humans in Middle-earth. If he participated in the fight between the alien tribes in Northern Xinjiang, he would only
They were afraid that it would cause unnecessary trouble to Cangyun Sect. On the side, Yang Ling'er and Yang Yishuang of Piaomiao Pavilion had radiant eyes. They had already seen that the black cloud was the poisonous insect that attacked them and others. With their high buttocks
They can all imagine that this matter is probably related to the Five Poison Sect Qingyan. They don't think that the foreign races in Northern Xinjiang can be so powerful.
An expert can control so many poisonous insects and wasps.
Last time, we suffered a big loss at the hands of Qing Yan. Several junior sisters were stung by poisonous bees and turned into pig heads, almost dying. If this place is not recovered, Piaomiao Pavilion will probably become a laughing stock in the world in the future.
The two of them sent the other Piaomiao Pavilion disciples back to the Middle Earth, and they continued northward with Ye Xiaochuan. In fact, the main purpose was to find Qing Yan, kill him, kill him, and hack him...
Now there is finally news about Qing Yan.
With Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou present, they didn't think Qing Yan's bamboo flute would have any upper hand. As long as Qing Yan didn't have these terrifying poisonous bees, Yang Ling'er was confident that she could easily deal with him by herself.
At this moment, the disciples of the Cangyun Sect did not move, and Yang Ling'er did not move either. However, he and Yang Yishuang were already discussing in a low voice beside him, and they would take action immediately if they found traces of Qing Yan.
Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou did not go back to join Ning Xiangruo and the others. Instead, they stood on the tree trunk and looked at the surrounding battlefield with their hands behind their backs.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "It's Qing Yan from the Five Poison Sect. The elves are in big trouble this time."
Yun Qiyou shook his head slightly, then suddenly looked to the other side and said, "The trouble doesn't stop there. Look to the north."
Ye Xiaochuan turned around and saw a dark cloud appearing in the sky to the north, but it made no sound and flew towards the Ancient Sacred Tree at a fast speed.
"Are they from the Feiyu Clan?" Ye Xiaochuan took a breath of cold air. He instantly understood that the big change tonight was probably not an accident, but that the demon cultivators and the Feiyu Clan joined forces to deal with the elves.
