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Although the blood clan is not in full swing, the number of second-generation elders is far from comparable to the two clans of Le Sendiao and Ji Midiao. The power of light released by the gathering of the gods has brought them pressure, but this pressure is still there. Not to the extent of dread and fear.

The Protoss is not difficult to deal with, but the giant dragon under them is difficult to deal with. The giant dragon sprays the breath of the dragon on the left and the right.

"They look so stupid." Ellen breathed out a mouthful of dragon's breath, looked at the blood race who was panicking because of dodging the dragon's breath, and eagerly asked, "Can I go down and whip them with my tail?"

Just staying in the air and breathing the dragon's breath made her a little bored. If Flora hadn't made her have to protect Cynthia's safety, she would have wanted to go to the temple to help.

The voice of Cynthia chanting the incantation stopped, she glanced at the battlefield, waved the staff to condense a golden enchantment around her, and then said with a smile: "Yes."

She also wanted to get a closer look at the situation on the other side of the temple.

The vampires who stayed outside were worried that the power of light from the Protoss would affect Samantha and the others in the rear temple. As long as the light spells dropped by the Protoss were accurate, they would intercept them in mid-air. Here is a big light spell thrown into the temple. They are too concerned about the temple behind them, so it is inevitable that they are a little bit tied.

Of course, Cynthia discovered this flaw. She stood on the back of the red dragon and swooped down with her. The staff in her hand was deliberately aimed at the direction of the temple, and she soon noticed that several eyes were focused on her.

She raised the corners of her lips silently, and a large light spell flew out from the top of the staff instantly, but it didn't fall towards the temple, but exploded around her.

The scorching power of light pushed away the vampires who surrounded Cynthia, and the force of the air waves hitting her body was not heavy, but Cynthia's power of light was too pure, and when Ernest was covered by the golden light, he felt bad in his heart.

He quickly gathered the power of darkness to disperse the golden light in front of him. When the vision gradually became clear, the silver-haired protoss standing on the red dragon had already put away his staff, and she held a dark green longbow in front of him, and a bow on the string A long golden arrow has been condensed.

Ernest's eyes lit up when he saw the golden long arrow, and he exclaimed, "This is the divine power of light." Although Kate and Thalia had heard that Cynthia could use the divine power of light, seeing it with his own eyes still made Ernest feel emotional .

This protoss is too worthy of study.

Ernest's eyes were too hot, Cynthia glanced at him for no reason, loosened her fingers slightly, and the long golden arrow on the bowstring flew out instantly, like a golden meteor falling towards the temple wrapped in yellow sand.

Ernest saw the long arrow flying out of his heart. He wanted to stop it but it was too late. He could only watch it disappear through the yellow sand. Scared by the arrow, Ernest sighed faintly, and was no longer in a hurry to fight the dragon. While dodging under Ellen's claws, he asked Cynthia above, "Can I ask you a question?"

Cynthia, who was replacing the longbow with a staff to prepare the spell of light, paused for a moment, a little surprised by his words, "Huh?"

"I heard that you and the elf queen are conceiving offspring. What are your offspring? Light elves?"

Cynthia: "..."

Ernest looked at Cynthia seriously, waiting for her answer. The blood of the protoss and elves is a new species fused, the blood of these two races is already delicious, how delicious is the blood of the new species.

No matter how jumpy the thoughts of the McAvey clan are, how weird their ideas are, the first reaction when thinking of a new species is whether the blood tastes good.No way, they have lived too long and have no natural enemies, all races have different tastes of food for them.

The battlefield outside the temple is not too fierce, but inside the temple surrounded by yellow sand is experiencing a bloody battle. The clans that are best at fighting among the blood clans are all brought in by Samantha, facing the land created by the mother of the earth. Dragon riders, they didn't have the slightest fear, on the contrary, they had a strong desire to fight. The elders with high status in the current blood clan had fought with a generation of blood clans. They participated in countless battles, and the dragon riders still couldn't scare them.

Compared with the constrained Ernest and other blood clans who are naturally battle-crazed, Bruhe directly chooses to fight head-on with the Dragonriders. Alongside them is the "beast" Gangro, and Vanjo and several other clans stand on the sidelines. Mobilizing the power of darkness from a little further away, Achamai, who is good at assassination, wandered outside the battlefield, but every time he took a shot, he would take away a few blood-stained scales from the dragon knight.

There were too many dragonriders in the temple, and they had to call in some helpers from the blood domain. Samantha was floating in the air and was observing the battle situation. Suddenly, she saw a golden light from the corner of her eye, but before she could react, An aura that disgusted her instantly enveloped her.

Cynthia just shot an arrow in from the outside, but because Samantha didn't participate in the battle, she was a little closer to the entrance of the temple, and was just caught by the light arrow.

The divine power of light hit her body and forced Samantha into the fierce battle. Nuo Xi, who stood on the back of the dragon and pulled out the scales fiercely, sensed Samantha's breath, and looked up. With a glance, he subconsciously reached out to catch her, and was startled when he saw the pierced wound on her shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"

The yellow sand outside the temple just covered the aura of the divine power of light, so when Samantha found the long golden arrow, it was too late to avoid it. She clutched her shoulders and stood expressionlessly from Nuoxi Straight, lowered his head and exhaled, and said in a deep voice: "Cynthia..."

She hasn't seen what this protoss looks like yet, but the anger aroused by her can hardly be suppressed.

The appearance of the golden long arrow made the blood race think that the god race had gotten rid of the obstacles outside and entered the temple, but looked at the entrance vigilantly for a while, but there was no figure there.

However, there was no figure there, but some blood clans who were sensitive to aura had already sensed something was wrong. A blood clan elder approached Samantha and said in a low voice, "There is an elf's breath in the temple." Although it was faint, she Can't feel wrong.

Samantha raised her eyes and glanced around. The temple of Mother Earth is huge, and it is easy for elves to hide here. She pondered for a while, then whispered: "Search."

It just so happened that they were tired from fighting the dragon knights, and the blood of the elves could restore their strength.

Olivia and the elves have been staying in the temple for a long time. They deliberately hid their aura, and the vampires and dragon riders were fighting fiercely. They won't be exposed either.

Olivia looked at the vampires who had already discovered them, stroked the longbow lightly with her fingers, glanced back, and asked, "How long will it take?"

Witch Morgan lowered her head and was busy writing and drawing on the ground. When Chelsea heard Olivia's question, she said without raising her head, "It will be ready soon."

Olivia glanced at the vampire who had already found them, and winked at Flora next to her. There was a flash of light on Flora's body, and an ice-blue dragon flew straight into the sky. Olivia Ya held the longbow and jumped onto the dragon's back, quickly pulled the bowstring, and the long arrow condensed by the force of nature flew out with a whizzing sound, heading straight for Samantha.

The elves who came in with Olivia did not go out together, they stayed by the witch's side, and when they saw that they had finally finished forming the magic circle, they dodged over to bring them to their side, and silently sang with out their staffs. spell.

Olivia's long arrow was intercepted by other blood races on the way to Samantha. The force of nature penetrated the palm of the blood race, making his face darker, but he did not act without authorization but waited for Samantha Mansa's order.

The ones who deal more with Olivia are Le Sendou and Thorn Midao. There are not many rumors about her powerful strength in the blood field, but about her beauty, every blood clan has heard more or less.

But Samantha has no interest in beauties. She touched the wound on her shoulder that was healing itself, and said expressionlessly: "Kill it."

The vampires around her had already locked their eyes on Olivia after hearing the order, but before they could do anything, the giant dragon under Olivia's feet suddenly let out bursts of crisp dragon roars, and the sound filled the air. The entire temple, even the vampires felt slightly uncomfortable.

The dragon riders who were fighting with the blood clan paused at the same time when they heard the voice, and they turned to look for the owner of the dragon chant, their khaki eyes were full of doubt and incomprehension.

Seeing that the dragon rider didn't move, Flora groaned a few more times, this time with eagerness and urging.

Samantha couldn't understand the internal communication of the dragon clan, but she keenly sensed something was wrong. She turned to look at the dragon riders, and was surprised to find that they wanted to get rid of the blood clan and join Olivia and the dragon under her feet.

The dragon riders were too big, and if they wanted to leave the blood race, they couldn't stop them, so they could only chase after them. Samantha frowned and followed.

The dragon knight flew towards them with the vampires, bringing with them the dreary pressure. Olivia replaced the longbow with a staff, counted the number of vampires calmly, and then lowered her voice. A mantra was chanted.

The hurricane silently appeared beside the blood race, without any aggressiveness, but it made them unable to stabilize their bodies. After receiving Flora's instructions, the dragon riders turned to face their enemies, their thick dragon tails twitching. When it hit the hurricane, it was blown out with the blood race inside.

But they obviously controlled their strength, and almost all the hurricanes were drawn to a position. Before the blood race could break free from the hurricane, the shallow traces engraved on the ground flickered, and the hurricane and the blood race inside disappeared out of thin air. .

The originally crowded temple was instantly emptied, and the few blood races who were lucky enough not to be swept away by the hurricane were dumbfounded. Their bodies rushing towards the hurricane stopped suddenly, and their eyes were a little confused when they looked at the emptiness in front of them.

A handsome vampire with short hair thought of something and shouted: "It's the teleportation circle of the gods!" He was often used by the gods to play with this magic circle.

But I never thought that the magic circle passed by the Protoss would pass Samantha and the others away.

The short-haired vampire was still aggrieved, but his companion's expression stiffened. Seeing that the teleportation array was successful, Olivia put down her staff, and glanced at the vampire left behind, "Kill it."

The number of second-generation vampires is fixed, and if one is killed, the combat power of the other side will be reduced by one. Moreover, their method can only be used once.

The author has something to say: Samantha: Woman, you caught my eye Cynthia: It's all a coincidence