Meng Lan quickly moved through the mountains and forests with more than 300 people under her command. These more than 300 people are all strong people above the heavenly rank, among which the most holy rank.

Such a small team, coupled with the high-level god-level powerhouse Meng Lan, led the team, the strength of the local war was absolutely terrifying.

Soon, waves of energy fluctuations came from the front, the sound of fighting, and the screams shook the sky.

This is the two tribes under the Ming tribe united to strangle a team of Mongolian tribe guards. Overwhelmed.

"Kill!" Meng Lan shouted arrogantly, and led the team of more than 300 people to kill like a sharp arrow.

Qi Bei waved the thick-backed sword in his hand and cut off three heads in one shot.

In this cruel war, no one is right or wrong, it is right for others to die in your hands, so don't blame anyone if you die in others' hands.

Qi Bei bravely hacked and slashed while observing, this observation, he found out that his previous guess was really right, one of these two tribes is the Fen tribe, but As soon as the soul sensed, Ke Lier was hundreds of miles away, and she wanted to avoid it as soon as the battle started, otherwise, her strength might be exposed.

At this time, a god-level powerhouse smashed several holy-level powerhouses in Menglan's team, but he was directly killing Qi Bei. The lightning of the blade, which is condensed by divine power, generally strikes towards Qi Bei.

"Nima, how do you dodge this? It's too suspicious to be able to escape the attack of a god-level powerhouse." Qi Bei muttered in his heart.

At this moment, a silver spear stabbed towards this side, directly smashing the blade, and instantly passed through the heart of the god-level powerhouse.

Qi Bei looked up and saw Meng Lan's figure floating over him, killing several god-level powerhouses on the other side.

"It's okay." Qi Bei said in his heart, avoiding the slashing of a Fen tribe warrior, and smashed his **** with a straight leg.

Forget it, let’s keep a low profile, Qi Bei thought to himself, but he was following behind the Menglan team and let them rush to kill, and he was only responsible for blocking some cold guns Dark arrow.

At this moment, Qi Bei suddenly felt a strange aura fluctuation that made him a little scared, and then, a black shadow exuded magic power fluctuations, and rushed towards the murderer like a ghost. Monland.

"Fentian..." Qi Bei's eyes narrowed, he always felt that his breath was very dangerous, and now he can see what level he has reached.

Meng Lan's pupils also shrank, and a feeling of extreme danger surged in her heart. I didn't expect that such a small clan would have such a level of master.

Fen Tian waved his hands, and two black magic power whirlwinds attacked Meng Lan from left to right.

For two, point to the two black magic power whirlwinds.

Passive, so that the last blow seemed a bit reluctant.

"Fentian, it really is different. He was originally a wind magician, but now he has integrated wind magic into the power of the witch, and the attack method is extremely strange." Qi Bei thought.

At this moment, the tip of the spear touched the two whirlwinds of magic power, and the huge energy spread out.

The two whirlwinds of magic power instantly differentiated into more than a hundred small whirlwinds, flying in all directions, and those who touched them immediately shattered their bones.

More than ten roads rushed to Qibei's side, and the warriors of the Menglan team in front of him also died in an instant.

As for Qi Bei, his footsteps flickered strangely, passing between two small whirlwinds of magic power.

Meng Lan was shocked and flew back in an instant. She looked at the team of more than 300 people she brought, and was almost killed by the aftermath of the witch power whirlwind. . The corner of her mouth twitched, and she roared suddenly, her whole body was full of radiance, and the silver spear in her hand went straight forward, and suddenly trembled, making a golden sound.

Suddenly, the silver spear stabbed towards Fentian, the space seemed to be frozen at this moment, and then the pieces shattered, the silver spear stirred up countless space fragments and hit Fentian's head directly.

The gun, the hundred long legs hugged the silver gun in unison.

The silver spear froze for a moment, and the broken space began to recover again.

Meng Lan spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the divine light on her body was even stronger.

The silver spear suddenly disappeared and reappeared in Fen Tian's heart.

Fen Tian's figure twisted slightly, and a little black light burst out from his eyes.

Poof

Fen Tian vomited blood and flew backwards, the silver spear pierced through his heart.

In an instant, the hundred-legged giant worm suddenly had two wings on its back, and such a fan instantly penetrated into Meng Lan's eyebrows.

The divine light on Meng Lan's body dimmed, and a black light appeared all over her body, falling straight down, and black smoke began to rise from her body.

"Witch God Sacrifice?" Qi Bei muttered, his body shot up, picked up Meng Lan and flew away, she can't die now, he has to rely on her to find the witch What about the temple?

At this time, the silver spear inserted in Fen Tian's heart suddenly turned into a little silver light and shattered, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his heart.

However, Fen Tian spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up, and the whole person turned into a black wind chasing after him, as if the big hole in his heart had no effect on him at all.

Only, Fen Tian chased for a while, but stopped, his eyes flickering.

"The back of that person is a little familiar, and it can be hidden from my eyes. It's really not easy." Fen Tian said in his heart, his hand stroked the hole in his heart, the flesh and blood He was reborn in an instant, but there was no trace left. However, he searched for his memory, but he couldn't remember who the black-skinned tribal man was.

Qi Bei's divine power suppressed the black smoke rising from Meng Lan's body, hugged her and hid for a while, until Fen Tian left, he did not appear.

At this moment, Qi Bei stared at Meng Lan, whose divine power was being engulfed by witch power, and her eyes suddenly showed a hint of coldness. In this state, she must be able to ask where the witch temple is.

At this moment, Qi Bei's heart moved, the icy color in his eyes instantly disappeared, and the divine power that suppressed her breath was taken back.

Then, Meng Lan groaned and opened her eyes, but then, she seemed to be aware of her physical condition, and her eyes dimmed.

"Fifth Miss, are you awake? I'll take you back." Qi Bei pretended to be surprised.

Meng Lan glanced at Qi Bei, shook her head slightly, and said, "You saved me? Why did you save me?"

Of course I saved you for the specific location of the Witch God Temple, Qi Bei thought, but his face was dazed and at a loss.

"Forget it, take me out of here, okay?" Meng Lan said with a sigh.

"Okay." Qi Bei thought about it, picked up Meng Lan and swept away from the Mongolian village.

Qi Bei carried Meng Lan to a cave in a deep mountain and let her down.

"You go, let me fend for itself here." Meng Lan said calmly, as if he had accepted this reality.

"No, I will find a way to save you." Qi Bei said.

Meng Lan shook her head lightly and said, "The witch **** sacrifice used by that person has the original magic power of the witch god, and there is no way to expel it."

"There must be a way, in the Mongolian tribe, is there no one who can save you?" Qi Bei asked.

"After the town witch **** of our Mongolian tribe was killed by the dragon demon Qibei, no one can exorcise the magic power of this witch **** sacrifice, unless..." Meng Lan said, she seemed to be behind I wanted to say something, but I didn't know why.

"Unless what?" Qi Bei asked.

Meng Lan shook her head and kept her mouth shut.

"What is it? I will do it for you even if I go up the knife mountain and get off the frying pan." Qi Bei vowed.

Meng Lan looked at Qi Bei, his complexion was dark, but his facial features were good-looking, tough yet soft, and upon closer inspection, it was quite attractive.

"Why do you help me like this? If you help me, you may die." Meng Lan said.

"You saved me, I must repay." Qi Bei said, paying attention to Meng Lan's expression, when he found that her expression had not changed, he changed his mind and suddenly revealed With a twisted expression, he stammered and said, "Also, actually...actually I, the first time I saw you, I was... shocked, I, I like you."

Meng Lan was startled, looked at Qi Bei in surprise, and saw that his black face had turned black and red, but he suddenly showed a smile, he was not the first to confess to her , but definitely the weakest one.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Meng Lan asked.

"Don't be afraid, for you, I can do anything." Qi Bei suddenly raised his head and said firmly.

Meng Lan pondered for a while, and said, "The only thing that can save me is in the temple of the witch tribe of the Mongolian tribe."

As soon as Qi Bei heard the word "Wizard Temple", he was shocked, and it seemed that he was lucky.

"The Witch God's head is enshrined in the Witch God's Temple, which is also the core of suppressing the Soul Monument in the Witch God's Temple. Only by stealing this Witch God's head can it be possible to expel the origin of the Witch God in my soul. "Monland said.

"That...you tell the leader directly, won't he give you the head of the witch god?" Qi Bei asked.

"He... in his eyes, how can I compare to a witch god's head?" Meng Lan said coldly, as if remembering something from the past, her eyes suddenly filled with resentment .