Chapter 1283: The backstage is hard
At this moment, behind the two horses, in the castle where Gersler and Besti have lived for more than ten years, the war is raging, and the sound of fighting is shaking the world. The thousand-year-old hermits fought with the invaders for dozens of hours, and both sides suffered casualties. The ancient castle has already flowed into a river of blood, and corpses can be seen everywhere on the ground. Most of the originally solemn and solemn buildings have been destroyed and turned into ruins.
The great wizard Feiyu is fighting desperately with Ji Weier, the wizard of the pyramid sect. The lightning flashed between the two, and the shock wave was full of murderous intent. The great elder and the four pharaoh guards started killing each other. Wherever they went, there was a bloody storm and bloody light.
"Since you refuse to surrender, then death is your final outcome."
After the Great Elder finished speaking, the white light shot out from his fingertips was as bright as daylight, instantly bombing an enemy cultivator who was fighting to pieces.
The four pharaoh guards also started killing each other. The golden lights were densely mixed like spider webs. Wherever they passed, the people who could not dodge immediately turned into several pieces, and even the hard stones were cut neatly.
Seeing this, Fei Yu couldn't help but be anxious and annoyed. She wanted to go up to save her companions' lives, but was entangled by Ji Weier and couldn't get rid of her.
"King Feiyu, we must retreat, otherwise there will be no one to avenge the leader in the future."
A young hermit, covered in blood, rushed forward and said.
Fei Yu originally planned to stick to this place and burned his enemies with his jades. However, when he heard these words, he shook his mind. He was not a greedy person who was afraid of death, but because he thought of the death like this, he was really unwilling to let the people of the Pyramid Sect live freely. In that case, even Wothlegeji's soul could hardly be safe in the underworld.
I don’t know whether the prince and the princess are alive or dead. I must survive and keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. One day, I will fight back to the Pyramid Sect and take the Pharaoh’s life and pay the blood debt.
As Fei Yu was thinking, a golden light flashed through the back of the young cultivator's head and then rushed out of his mouth.
The blood light came out with the golden light. The young cultivator opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of reluctance, and his body slowly fell down.
After a pharaoh guard successfully killed the opponent, he walked towards Feiyu.
Fei Yu looked around: the great elder, the wizard Jiweier, the four pharaoh guards, the Eagle King... These people are all powerful people among the hermits. With his ability, they may be able to deal with two or three of them. However, the remaining enemies will bring devastating blows to him and the thousand-year-old people.
In his sight, his own personnel gradually decreased, sixty, fifty, forty... we can't wait any longer. As time goes by, waiting for the fate of a thousand-year-old** will surely be destruction. Death is not terrible. What's terrible is that no new life can be continued.
He had to leave this land of great love. This land full of blood will eventually come back to regain what was originally a thousand-year-old. Fei Yu stretched out his right index finger and placed it on his lips, took a bite, and then a stream of blood emerged from his finger.
I saw him muttering words, as if he was chanting a mysterious and ancient mantra.
"Master, don't have to work hard anymore, it will be futile."
Seeing this, the great elder did not take Fei Yu's spell seriously. He felt that if Fei Yu had the ability, he would have settled all the people of the pyramid sect long ago and there was no need to wait until now.
Fei Yu ignored the prompt in his ears and closed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, he pointed the index finger with blood beads rolling on it towards the sky, one, two, three... After the blood beads flew into the air, they suddenly became larger, and the color of the blood changed from red to dark red, and then turned black...
Anomaly also occurred above the castle, the light was gradually being swallowed up, and darkness was coming rapidly, as if an extremely large hat covered all the buildings.
Four words came out between Fei Yu's lips: "Dark Light."
Accompanied by the sound of words, darkness completely covered everything around, without a trace of light, and completely disappeared without a finger. In the darkness, only a pair of eyes suddenly shot out two blue lights, like the sunlight behind the dark clouds illuminating everything.
That was Fei Yu's eyes, and of course he could see the two lights.
He was looking for his own troops in the darkness.
Then his body grew wings and flew rapidly. If he discovered the thousand-year-old hermits, he would immediately throw them on his wings.
His wings are extremely huge, about ten feet long.
At this moment, a faint light lit up in the darkness, which was a white round ball emanating from the palms of the Great Elder. Only light can distinguish between the enemy and me. When the Great Elder's eyes had just adapted to the light, he found a huge human bird carrying thirty people and quickly flew out of the castle.
The great elder finally understood why Fei Yu wanted to use the magic of the dark light. It turned out that the other party wanted to take advantage of everyone's fall into the boundless darkness to find the same kind through the light of his eyes, and then lead them to escape. Moreover, the light ball between his palms, as soon as the light bloomed, quickly dimmed and was swallowed by the endless darkness around him.
Other hermits also discovered this strange problem. Whether it was the witch or the pharaoh's guards, the light they cast only existed for a short time and disappeared. This is the power of the "Light of Darkness". Otherwise, the great wizard Fei Yu would not have used this skill at a critical moment. <>
At this moment, Fei Yu was in a giant bird, but his head was still his face. He flew rapidly over the ancient castle, gliding with his wings, and was riding on it with a thousand-year-old hermitage.
The surroundings were still pitch black, only the two dazzling blue lights in his eyes were like sharp blades that were slashing through thorns, piercing straight ahead. Although the special power of the dark light was very powerful, it would cause huge backlash damage to the caster, so it would not be easily sacrificed until the last moment.
During the flight, blood kept spilling from the corners of Fei Yu's mouth, as if he had suffered serious internal injuries.
He knew very well that even if he escaped from many murderous intents, his own situation would not be optimistic. It would be difficult to recover his strength without half a month.
Fei Yu flapped her wings while turning around and found that there was no enemy chasing her. Then she breathed a sigh of relief. At present, the thousand-year-old ** must retain the vitality and lay the foundation for future revenge.
A hermit cultivator asked, "King Feiyu, where are we going next?"
"Find a shelter, endure humiliation and expand your strength."
Fei Yu knew that only in this way could the great cause of revenge be achieved.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!