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The Pale Wings, who had gone berserk, vented their icy dragon breath in the cellar, and the tide of darkness that continued to spread from their bodies pulled everyone into darkness.

Countless players were killed by ice picks, and many others were suffocated directly by the raging tide of darkness.

The Northern Shepherd also looked up at this terrifying skeletal dragon, his eyes full of despair.

Not only that, the elite group of Qingyun Guild also came over under the leadership of the president Mingxuan Riyue. There were more than twenty people in number, which was even better than Beishen.

Bei Muren roared angrily: "The name hangs on the sun and the moon! If we continue fighting like this, everyone will die. How about cooperation?"

"Humph~ Cooperate? You guys who are in the way, just get out of the way!"

Mingxuan Riyue stepped hard, shattering the floor tiles under his feet. His body passed over the head of the Bei Shepherd and shot toward the Pale Wings like a rocket.

He raised his sword high and struck down on Pale Wing's chest with a fierce blow. The thin sword energy tore apart the hard keel bone, causing the arrogant dragon to collapse and let out a shrill wail.

The originally turbulent tide of darkness also calmed down a lot in an instant.

The members of the Qingyun Guild shouted "Guild Master is mighty", and like a wave submerging a reef, they climbed onto the body of the Pale Wing and took the opportunity to launch a series of attacks on it.

The sword of Mingxuan Riyue directly intimidated everyone present. Bei Muren gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. He was both amazed and frightened by the rising young man named Xuan Riyue. He couldn't believe that his own era was about to pass like this.

Ying Long Xiao, who was hiding in the dark, also widened his eyes slightly. He murmured in his heart: "I'm afraid this Xuan Riyue's strength is not inferior to that of the second senior brother."

At this time, a lame old man walked out of the darkness and said in slight shock: "He is indeed the strongest dragon-shaped venerable in the Xingyi Sect. This sword really lives up to the reputation of the White Ape Patriarch."

When Ying Longxiao saw the old man, he was also surprised and said "Old Chen".

He was even more shocked by what Chen Xiangjun said just now. It turns out that Xuan Riyue is a member of the Xingyi Sect, and he is the Dragon-shaped Venerable who has inherited the strongest inheritance. He is related to the same sect as the Crane-shaped Venerable Mo Yingqingfeng.

Suddenly, Chen Xiangjun came over and hit Ying Longxiao on the head with a shot. "You brat, you actually left me and ran away alone."

"Mr. Chen, aren't I busy saving people?" Ying Longxiao stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

In the distance, Pale Wings, who was facing the attack of everyone from the Qingyun Guild, was losing its health. Finally, his eyes suddenly glowed red, and he smashed the ground with one claw and stood up like bamboo shoots.

Pale Wings struggled violently, causing the entire cellar to shake crazily. The floor sank, opening waist-wide cracks, and large chunks of the ceiling came loose, along with countless rubbles falling to the ground.

Although the companions around him were panicking, Mingxuan Riyue still had high morale.

He pointed at the fleeing Pale Wing and shouted: "Quick! Kill it, don't give it a chance to breathe!"

Everyone immediately gritted their teeth and pounced on the Pale Wings again.

Afterwards, Mingxuan Riyue himself jumped forward, the sword in his hand shining with blazing white light, breaking away from the trouble of the dark tide, and aiming at the most vulnerable chest of Pale Wings.

Suddenly, Chen Xiangjun was like a divine soldier descending from the sky. He struck hard with his bronze spear and knocked back Mingxuan Riyue.

Mingxuan Riyue landed on the ground and took twelve steps back. It wasn't until his body suddenly shook and a pale golden dragon shadow appeared behind him that he stopped.

"Mr. Chen?" Mingxuan Riyue's eyes narrowed slightly.

Chen Xiangjun smiled and said: "I was the one who contributed the most last time, so this head should be given to me."

"What if this junior doesn't give it to me?" Mingxuan Riyue raised his head slightly, and the pale golden dragon shadow behind him gradually spread its teeth and claws, becoming more concrete and ferocious.

The companions beside him also quickly stood up and said loudly: "Senior is working alone, and our Qingyun Guild has sacrificed so many people one after another. In terms of merit, senior may not be as good as us!"

"Okay, let's talk about strength. I like it." Chen Xiangjun grinned, raised the spear in his hand and suddenly lowered it. He stayed on the spot and raised a powerful wave of air to push back everyone in the Qingyun Guild.

Seeing this, Mingxuan Riyue took back his big sword, drew out the two daggers from his waist, rushed forward, and started a close fight with Chen Xiangjun.

Chen Xiangjun is suffering from eternal wounds, but his moves are sophisticated, while the famous Sun Moon Kungfu is domineering and fierce, and his moves are all about the courage and decisiveness of young people. It is difficult for the two to win or lose.

Others in the Qingyun Guild also stood up and surrounded Chen Xiangjun. "Seniors use the big to bully the small, so don't blame us for bullying the small."

Ying Longxiao thought something was wrong and was about to go up to help.

At this time, Chen Xiangjun turned back to him and shouted: "You brat, stop being stunned, go kill the lord quickly!"

"Oh." Ying Longxiao was stunned for a moment, thinking that it seemed the same, the lord was the focus of everyone's fight, and only by focusing on the lord could he hold the emperor hostage and command the princes.

Sure enough, Mingxuan Riyue also called to the left and right, saying: "This person belongs to me. You go and kill the Pale Wing, and you must not let it fall into the hands of others."

Afterwards, people from the Qingyun Guild flocked to Pale Wings. Ying Long Xiao happened to be right in front and became the target of public criticism.

Li Qingyan and the other three were stunned when they saw the chaotic situation. They had no choice but to follow Ying Long Xiao's steps closely, and under the protection of Lulu's priestly light, they hunted down Pale Wings.

Pale Wing's health has reached a critical value and he will die almost at any time. But that seemingly weak life is like a bottomless abyss, which can burst out with amazing power at any time. Just a claw strike can shatter the earth, and a simple breath can freeze and crack thick walls.

Ying Longxiao wanted to rush up and kill it, but he was repeatedly frustrated. People from the Qingyun Guild interfered from the side, causing him a lot of trouble.

His health finally dropped by 20% again due to the Dark Tide, leaving only 30%.

This darkness is endless and I don’t know when it will end.

People from the Qingyun Guild poured out like a tide. The seemingly messy team actually had a clear division of labor. One team was fighting with Ying Longxiao and others, while the other team continued to look for opportunities to end the Pale Wings.

Li Qingyun was constantly harassed and finally got tired of it. "No way, Brother Long! The people from Qingyun Guild are too annoying. If we don't deal with them first, we may not even have a chance to get close to Pale Wings."

"Okay! Then kill them first!" Yinglong Xiaomeng nodded, turned around, and pounced on the surrounding enemies.

The two sides fought fiercely, and when the fight was getting heated, the Pale Wings, which had been submerged in the darkness in front of them, suddenly let out a fierce scream.

The people from the Qingyun Guild who chased into the darkness were also blasted back by a powerful fire explosion magic and fell to pieces.

Ying Longxiao and others stopped immediately and looked ahead.

The sparks remaining on the ground illuminated the darkness bit by bit, revealing a large group of players hiding in the darkness. There were about forty people, standing in the corner, like mushrooms covering the dry tree trunks lying on the ground.

The leader of the tall mage walked out casually, holding a tin staff. The chain hanging from the head of the staff jingled, and there was still a little flame that had not completely faded away. It was he who activated the terrifying explosion magic.

"Yue Ming Fei Xi?" The people from the Qingyun Guild saw through their opponent's face and said angrily: "Damn it! He's from the Tianxia Guild!"

"Exactly." Yue Ming Feixi said with an evil smile: "As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. I will accept all of this lord... and your heads."

As soon as the words fell, the people from the Tianxiahui roared out of the darkness and raised their swords to kill everyone.

For a moment, the entire cellar screamed. From Pale Wings to Qingyun Guild, to Ying Long Xiao and others, all were attacked by them.

Pale Wing's life bottomed out, and he lay on the ground, instinctively launching the final wave of darkness.

An unprecedented storm swept out, blowing everyone crazily. The earth was cracked layer by layer by the black wind and peeled off into ashes.

Only the people of Tianxiahui, relying on their good condition and ability to remain calm in the face of danger, became the last bookmakers in this black storm.

Seeing this, Mingxuan Riyue and Chen Xiangjun in the distance also hurriedly ended the battle and rushed to brave the storm.

"What's going on?" Mingxuan Riyue saw a strange figure attacking Pale Wings.

Someone next to him replied: "Yes... the world will..." After saying that, he was suffocated in the storm, and all his health was swallowed up by the tide of darkness. His body was like charcoal that was burned into an empty shell, and was blown to pieces by the wind. .

The tide of darkness intensified, and Chen Xiangjun, who was seriously injured, had to stick a spear in the ground to prevent himself from being blown away by the wind.

The green scars on his body resonated with the tide of darkness. They were the eternal wounds left by the Pale Wings on him, a pain that was difficult to heal and caused him great pain.

Suddenly, Mingxuan Riyue gave Chen Xiangjun a hand. "Mr. Chen? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, my old bones can still hold up. I remember... last time we rounded up this beast, you must have suffered a lot of injuries." Chen Xiangjun gasped for breath, but did not change the sharpness in his eyes at all. sinister.

Mingxuan Riyue was silent. Under the inconspicuous golden breastplate, there was also a small piece of emerald green scar, which was exactly the same as Chen Xiangjun's wound, but the area was much smaller.

Chen Xiangjun endured the severe pain and continued: "There is a certain connection between this tide of darkness and the eternal wounds it leaves on us, making it difficult for us to get close to it. The people of Tianxiahui have seen this clearly, and in our case When the fight ends with both sides hurting, jump out and reap the benefits."

Mingxuan Riyue also understood this truth and suddenly clenched his fists. While the green scars on his body kept shining and tormenting him, all the muscles in his body were also breathing shallowly with anger.

However, when the gust of the dark tide struck again, he was still forced to take half a step back due to the influence of the eternal wound, and his tall figure wavered slightly.

Feixi, with the bright moon in the distance, saw all this clearly and laughed wildly. "Hahahaha! The final victory belongs to me!"

He waved his tin staff and raised a large sea of ​​fire towards the Pale Wings, brewing terrifying fire magic and completely illuminating the cellar.

Cast a spell! Chaos Technique·Lava Earth Sea——

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across, approaching Yueming Feixi with lightning speed, and slit Yueming Feixi's throat with a dagger, and the lava land that was still roiling darkened in an instant.

Ying Longxiao turned around and wiped the blood that was spattered on his face. "Sorry, the wind was too strong just now and it blew me over."

"You——" Yue Ming Feixi stared at him, his eyes almost split.

Just when he was about to take action, Ying Longxiao quickly raised an ice cone and breathed out a huge ice dragon that swept away Yue Ming Feixi and the seven or eight people around him.

Chen Xiangjun shouted with all his strength: "Boy! Leave them alone! Kill Pale Wings quickly!"

Every time he spoke, the eternal wounds on his body ached violently, causing his pale face to be covered with sweat.

At this time, Mingxuan Riyue also said loudly: "He has no purification blessing, and he will die if he approaches the Pale Wings at this time. Use my sword!"

After saying that, he threw his big sword with all his strength.

Ying Longxiao knew that there was no need to argue with the Tianxiahui people at this time, so he quickly used Qinggong to escape, and jumped with all his strength towards the sword that was thrown high, and took off with two consecutive steps in the air. At the highest point, he caught the shining golden sword.

[The Sword of Serious Justice: Shang Fang Bu Er]

Weapon·Sword

Rating: 34 [Orange Legend]

Durability: 85

Required Level: 15

attack

Cut 56, Pierce 36, Impact 38

Destruction 39, Lashing 20, Corruption 28

attribute

Critical hit damage +10%, armor breaking chance +3%

Shou Zheng: Level 3, when resisting head-on, you can withstand damage equal to three times the impact value.

Noisy Blessing of Purification·God's Sharpness: Level 1, strengthens your most basic % of health. When you are in a dark environment, that part of health will always be immune to the killing effects of ranged dark magic.

……

Ying Longxiao held the big sword in both hands and was so surprised that he couldn't help but cheer in his heart: This is really a good sword.

At the same time, the rapid fall of his body once again brought him back to reality.

The pale wing below felt threatened and opened its bloody mouth towards him. And he swung his sword fiercely and slashed down against the roaring black turbulence.