Based on the current number of elites, Australia and Sylvanas both have an elite wolf in their hands, and the Legion Master of Farstrider also has an elite sitting wolf named Cliff Jumper in his hands.

There are currently three elites in prison, but there is only one elite hero left. At that time, that one died in the first war in Rockdam. It should reflect more descendants of elites. All I could do was ask the crampon bear for his idea.

Although there are as many as three elite beasts in the hands of elites who specialize in property rights, they are all left wolves, and they really look down on wolves facing Lin Xueying. The Hinterland's main development objects are the giant blood pressure wild boar and Zhanxiong giant blood pressure wild boar and human blood eagle. He has no way to get the elite, and the majestic agrees, and he can only ask the one in his hand.

So Lin Xueyin just sent a letter to Aurelia, Sylvanas and the leader of the Far Traveler Legion, asking them to consider whether to go to the air force dinosaur farm and cooperate to breed more elite descendants .

And he himself was thinking about how to get the elite beast out of Veresa's hands, and if it didn't work, he thought of a reason to dismiss Wen Li and let the staff secretly collect the flesh of the crampon bear.

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Chapter 19 Don't You Take Such a Good Opportunity?

what's the situation? A strange question mark appeared in the necromancer's heart. He could hear that the painful voice came from the dark elf who frightened him.

He couldn't help but stop again and look back.

Ye Long bent over and knelt on the ground with one hand on the ground and the other on the knee of one leg. A large puddle of blood spewed out on the ground in front of him, and Ye Long still had a scar hanging around his mouth. traces of blood. He was seriously injured? Doubts arose in the necromancer's mind. Had he been seriously injured before he came?

Necromancer, he can be sure that his hunger cold just now is absolutely impossible to seriously injure Ye Long, because it is just a restrictive magic, it does not have much damage power. If it wasn't for the injury caused by his own magic, only the death knight would be left. But the death knight was beaten so miserably, so the possibility is very small.

So... Ye Long's injury can only come from elsewhere, that is to say, he must have been seriously injured before he came. The necromancer already had the mentality of taking advantage of it, but he didn't dare to get close to him, so he just stopped in his tracks.

"Yeah!" Ye Long couldn't help but bleed out another mouthful of blood.

The necromancer stopped tens of meters away in surprise.

Ye Long was in a very bad state at this time, he felt like a balloon that was about to explode. On the one hand, the body protection spell that Duan Feng cast on him is slowly weakening. Because of the weakening of the body protection spell, Ye Long's original energy is eroding his current body even more frantically.

Now Ye Long's frail body couldn't bear the power of his hundreds of years of Xuanxiu, so Ye Long didn't check for a while, and he was suddenly forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by the sudden impact. Although he tried his best to stabilize the injury, he still couldn't bear the impact of the huge energy, and he couldn't hold back the second mouthful of blood and was forced to spit it out.

Damn it, it's true to pretend to be struck by lightning! Ye Long thought silently in his heart.

He quickly gathered spiritual power between the index finger and **** of his right hand, and quickly tapped seven or eight acupuncture points on his body, first to stop the reverse flow of blood on his body. At the same time, he immediately cast a sealing spell on himself, sealing more than half of his spiritual power limit and storing it in his dantian.

It wasn't until then that he felt a little better, and the meridians that had been tortured in his body finally had a little time to breathe. It was really too dangerous just now, but luckily he sealed most of the power in time, otherwise he really exploded like a human bomb and left no bones left.

But the necromancer didn't know the dangerous state Ye Long was facing at this time. He still stood cautiously in the distance, on the one hand, he wanted to attack Ye Long in the past, but at the same time, he was afraid that Ye Long would kill him all at once, so the necromancer stayed in the distance and hurried not before.

Although Ye Long sealed most of his own spiritual power in time, it was only temporarily able to prevent him from exploding for a while. As the effects of the spells left by Duan Feng gradually weakened, he still had to keep sealing his original spiritual power. .

He doesn't know how far to seal it, he only knows that it must be sealed until the body can bear the remaining original spiritual power. Ye Long only breathed for a few minutes, and then he began to feel uncomfortable all over again, and he knew that this was the rhythm of exploding again.

fucking! Come so fast? Ye Long cursed inwardly, no wonder Duan Feng said it was a fragile body, it turned out to be so fragile! He gritted his teeth, and immediately put a second seal on himself, and sealed the remaining spiritual power into half of his dantian again.

Oh shit! Just refining such a fragile body for Lao Tzu? Ye Long secretly scolded Duan Feng for not being authentic enough. Of course, he wouldn't blame himself for pretending to be a waste of time, which made him suffer for himself now.

He also wouldn't think that he made his already fragile body scarred and made his already fragile body even more fragile now, so all these unlucky things can only be blamed on Duan Feng. His refined body is not strong enough.

Although Ye Long cursed Duan Feng in his heart, UU Read Book www.uukanshu.com, but he would not forget to adjust and suppress his spiritual power. But fortunately, at least he is now under increasingly weakened protection, at least now he has been able to maintain a balance between physical and spiritual power for a short period of time, and he can also breathe a sigh of relief.

Ye Long knew that it would not take too long for him to breathe, maybe less than a quarter of an hour or even shorter, the length of this time depended on the rate of decline of Duan Fengfamu.

He raised his head and saw the undead mage in the distance who was pacing forward. At the same time, he also saw the dangerous light of adventure in the necromancer's eyes.

"You still don't take such a good opportunity?" He asked the Necromancer.

…The necromancer somehow made up his mind at this time. He wanted to attack this strange dark elf in turn, but he was afraid that he would be beaten again if he failed to attack.

"You... are you okay?" the Necromancer asked tentatively.

At the same time, he was secretly manipulating the zombie puppets scattered in all directions and slowly climbing up. He wanted to let those puppets try Ye Long first.

"It's something...it's a big thing! But you can go now." Ye Long still smiled with blood on his mouth.

The necromancer couldn't make up his mind for a while, should he counterattack this bluffing dark elf? He himself couldn't make up his mind for a while, and he didn't have a definite judgment in his heart.

So be it! do not care!

The necromancer finally made up his mind to take risks. If he could kill the former dark elf and refine him into a zombie puppet... This would be too tempting for him.