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Chapter 1513 Elf Family

"Great elders, I think, still fight, this is not a way to consume, you also saw, the son of the light is in the hands of the Dark Emperor of the Dark Cloud Palace, wait a minute, I rushed forward to the son of the light Grab it back."

The opening is the three elders of Yuguishan.

What the bright son means to their bright factions, the people present are very clear.

"First, I feel that the situation is a bit wrong." Although the elders brought people, he always felt like he had forgotten something.

However, I can't think of it for a while.

During this time, because of the disappearance of their lords, the situation of the temple gods and beasts has become too busy.

After the return of Emperor Ming, the darkness of the storm suddenly developed into a Ming war.

This war has happened too quickly.

"What are you still slowing down? You see, where is our bright son? This time, our greatest goal is to regain the son of light." The four elders could not help but rush.

The two elders also spoke at this time; "Yeah, I think it is also a battle. After all, the situation has not allowed us to regress. Once we regress, the dark faction will definitely take the opportunity to force the light faction. In that case, we The situation will become very passive."

Hearing this, the elders who were still hesitant can only compromise.

In fact, now that it develops into this, it does not allow him to compromise. However, he still feels that something important has been forgotten.

Forget it, or take the first son of the light first.

"Okay, go to war!"

Drinking it, and then changing it into a sound like a sound spread.

Suddenly, the entire Haoran team, like a chicken blood, the momentum suddenly rises, the battle started!

On the other side of the dark faction, the horn of the battle also sounded.

This first battle was the first time in thousands of years.

Bright and dark, mutual gram, opposite each other, in fact, no one can not take advantage of who is cheap, so the fight on the battlefield, death and blood almost reddish the land.

Inside the Elf Forest!

The elves who were balanced in the middle of the two factions gathered at the corner of the forest.

Colorful, handsome and beautiful elves, heard the sounds of the two factions from the outside world, their faces were pale.

"What should I do? What should I do? How can they fight?"

"Yeah, what should we do? Our Elf King has gone to retreat. What should we do now?"

"If these two factions cannot fight, the seals will certainly be subject to fluctuations. What should I do?"

"I blame the four old men, why should we retreat with our king at this time? Now we can't hold back."

"The two factions have already started their wars. Think about it, what should we do!"

"..."

The elves who are gathered together, there are tens of thousands of them, colorful, and they are very eye-catching in the woods.

But now, among the elves, there is also a mess of porridge.

Without the lead of the king, it is clear that they are caught in a panic and overwhelmed.

"Oh, don't make a noise. Let's find out how to hold the seal. Otherwise, the seal will soon be broken. If the seal is broken, our elves will be severely punished."

"Yeah yeah, the water elf said it was right. Let's not bother, let's think about it together." A flaming fire elf, shouting again and again.

However, how can one's voice resist the snoring of thousands of elves?

What's more, now they are all in a state of fluster.

At this time!

"Hey!" A sound of vibration came.

The sound of the original still slammed and stopped momentarily.

The eyes of all the elves looked at the direction of the war with a panic.

How to do?

The situation of the two factions began to appear more serious than they thought.

Fortunately, an old elf fanned his wings and flew into the air, saying from the empty opening; "Everyone calms down first, can you listen to the old man?"

If the cloud dance is here, I will find that this old man is not someone else. It is the elf old man in the first shop of the square where she and the jade returned that day.

The elf old man's look at this time is very majestic, and the breath of his body also brings a bit of oppressive power.

"The current situation can be said to have threatened the life and death of our elves. We should all know very well that our forest is the area that seals the Mozu, and the spiritual power of the light and dark areas is balanced. In this region, once the two factions mobilize the big wave of human cohesion to fight, the seal will lose its balance and will automatically break, so that our home will disappear."

"Now, it is time to look at us. Even if we don't want to be born in the world, we must stop this battle for our homeland."

The elf old man directly pointed out the pros and cons of it.

That said, not only can the older generation understand what needs to be done now, but also enable the younger generation to understand the stakes.

Once the two factions are forced to fight again, the seal of the Mozu will be broken, so that their elves will lose their place of existence.

In fact, they are the elves of the elves, and this is where the seals are taken care of. Once the seal is opened, the ones who greet them may be the genocide.

The elves who were still frightened and overwhelmed, under the opening of the old man, seemed to have begun to have some order.

After all, the Elf family is a pure race after all.

And they can pay any price for their homes.

"Liu Lao, then you said how should we stop it? The combat power of our elves is weak after all, and I heard that the dark faction has united the orcs, this war, the beast The family will participate."

"Yeah, I also heard that the bright faction has also drawn the fishermen. Although the fishermen have suffered in the land after all, the sound of the fishermen is still very scary."

"We don't have strong combat power, and there is no lethal sound. What do we take to stop the two wars?"

"Yeah, our elves have always been in a peaceful race. We have to stop the war for a time. We really don't know what to do, what can we do!"

These are the real fears of the elves.

If they have the fighting power of the Orcs, or the lethality of the fishermen, they will not panic and become a pot of porridge.

The elf's old brow was locked up, and it was clear that the words of the tribe made him into a bitter thought.