"Damn it, why are these blood mosquitoes so strong?" Lin Tiancheng's face changed slightly, and he ordered the Pixiu Beast to break the back. Only the vines that were splashing water in the Pixiu Beast could dance together to resist the attacks of these blood mosquitoes.

At the same time, Lin Tiancheng led the team to retreat quickly. The blood mosquitoes couldn't help but suck spiritual power and blood. What was even more troublesome was that they had a toxin themselves. Even Xiaobai, a high-level six-star Taoist ancestor, walked and staggered like he was drunk at this time.

This means that once Hong Ziying is bitten by one of the blood mosquitoes, she is likely to lose her resistance on the spot and be bitten by a large group of blood mosquitoes to death. After all, he only has the strength of the middle level of the Six-Star Dao Ancestor.

Lin Tiancheng struggled to open the way ahead, killing as much as possible to speed up the speed. He wanted to lead everyone out, but the blood mosquitoes were everywhere like sandstorms. No matter how Lin Tiancheng rushed, he could not rush out. As time went by, more and more blood mosquitoes caught up with everyone.

The three-eyed silver fox is a little better. After all, he has almost never been bitten. Now, it is not difficult to deal with the blood mosquito with his own strength. The poor thing is Xiaobai. He was bitten by the blood mosquito after he was recovered from the poisoning. At this time, his body was covered with blood mosquitoes, and he looked so miserable.

Not to mention how much blood and spiritual power have been sucked, the bag with pus flowing all over the body is unbearable. The blood mosquitoes are low in strength and can't absorb much spiritual power and blood, so they are saturated. However, they can't resist the large number of them, and they continue to rush towards Xiaobai without fear of death.

Xiaobai was going crazy at this time. It would be nothing if he only sucked blood and spiritual energy. The wounds after being bitten by the blood mosquito could not help but burst into pus. It was so itchy that Xiaobai couldn't help but tear a piece of his flesh because it was so itchy.

Although Lin Tiancheng wanted to help Xiaobai drive away the blood mosquitoes, as soon as he stopped attacking, the blood mosquitoes would go crazy and rushed towards everyone. For a moment, Lin Tiancheng couldn't pull out to help Xiaobai drive away the blood mosquitoes.

Gradually, the three-eyed silver fox was covered with blood mosquitoes, and some blood mosquitoes had begun to suck its blood. However, the three-eyed silver fox was a powerful beast of the six-star Taoist ancestor after all, and it was in a peak state that had not been injured. It could kill it from itself without waiting for the other party to use its skills. However, some fish that escaped the net bit it, and the itchy feeling made it very uncomfortable.

The Pixiu Beast has been guarding the rear for everyone, and its spiritual power is consumed very quickly. These blood mosquitoes have little strength. Even if they are sucked by vines, they will replenish their spiritual power. I don’t know how long it will last.

Seeing this, Lin Tiancheng felt a big deal, but he couldn't think of a good idea for a while. If the battle continues like this, Xiaobai and Hong Ziying will definitely die here.

Just when Lin Tiancheng was anxious, a white mist rose not far away, and the blood mosquitoes around him fell instantly when they collided with the white mist, leaving no vitality.

"This is..." Lin Tiancheng looked at the familiar white mist and reached out to take out the shell in his arms.

I saw that the originally weak elf was raising the sword in his hand with a weak face and wielding it. The white mist was the extreme cold air it released.

It was also this extremely cold energy that instantly killed these annoying blood mosquitoes. You should know that there is a specialty in the art. Although Lin Tiancheng's sword aura is strong, he cannot kill these blood mosquitoes without hitting the other side in front.

The consumption of spiritual power for each slash of Lin Tiancheng is no joke, but the number of blood mosquitoes killed is only a handful, which is equivalent to a cannon hitting a mosquito.

The elf's methods are exactly the opposite. The extremely cold air it releases is a regional magic, which can't help but greatly reduce the temperature around it, and even the blood mosquitoes in that area can kill instantly.

You should know that its extreme cold energy is the ability that even the six-star Taoist ancestor's color sand scorpion is afraid of. If it weren't for not being able to defeat Lin Tiancheng, not many of the yellow sand Gobi were its opponents.

Because the elf's extreme cold energy restrains the blood mosquitoes, the blood mosquitoes will be frozen to death as long as they enter the white mist range, and the blood mosquitoes will not dare to get closer for a while.

While manipulating the white cold air to form a circle to protect everyone from getting close to the blood mosquitoes, the elf looked at Lin Tiancheng, and his eyes showed a pleading. Lin Tiancheng understood the meaning of the elf. This little guy seemed to be unable to hide in the shell and wanted to help him exchange his life.

"The grudge between us is not as good as a life-and-death situation. Let's get rid of these disgusting guys first!" Lin Tiancheng said to the elf in his palm.

Hearing this, the elf was overjoyed and hurriedly got out of the shell and stood on Lin Tiancheng's palm to prove that he had no intention. While trying hard to control the cold air to open the way and lead everyone away from the blood mosquito group.

These blood mosquitoes are obviously very afraid of the extreme cold air. Although thousands gather together, none of them dares to approach the range covered by the cold air.

Lin Tiancheng was overjoyed when the blood mosquitoes did not follow him again. He couldn't help but look at the elf on his palm. If it hadn't been for the critical action, he wouldn't have been sure to protect Hong Ziying and Xiaobai's safety.

Everyone stopped until the safe area. At this time, the blood mosquitoes had flew back to the ground and lurked, waiting for new prey to appear.

There are elves among Lin Tiancheng, and the ice aura is their nemesis. Naturally, they will no longer seek death to find trouble for Lin Tiancheng and his group.

After confirming safety, the elf also sat weakly in Lin Tiancheng's palm. He was already seriously injured and overdrawn his potential and emitted a large amount of ice aura. His condition is now extremely poor.

"Sir, it...it's so pitiful. Let's let it go. If it weren't for it today, we wouldn't be able to get rid of those blood mosquitoes!" Hong Ziying looked at the dying elf from the side and said to Lin Tiancheng unbearably.

"It? So pitiful?" Lin Tiancheng's facial muscles twitched a few times. He clearly remembered how revenge this little guy was. For this reason, he did not hesitate to chase him into the castle of the Spirit and waited outside for more than half a month.

If it weren't for the powerful killing of it, it would have been a pity for me to lose its armor, and now it might be like maggots in its dry bones. How could it be pitiful?

"Yes, you see, it has taken the initiative to show his goodwill. Can you not kill it?" Hong Ziying did not dare to contradict Lin Tiancheng because she signed the agreement, but she still helped to plead. "Woman's kindness, you are afraid that you will forget how much revenge this little guy is. If I let him go, I may not be able to hurt it again next time. I have seen my soul sound boxing, and it may not be effective next time!" Lin Tiancheng said.

"Am I right?" Lin Tiancheng said to the elf. The elf weakly got up from Lin Tiancheng's palm, shaking his head like a rattle, and his little hands were swearing to the sky.

In order to prove his determination, the elf sacrificed his own sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. It was so weak that it could not build a contract. It could only allow Lin Tiancheng to release a spiritual consciousness to invade his soul sea so that he could manipulate his power of life and death.

Seeing this, Lin Tiancheng couldn't help but feel moved. Although the elf holds a grudge, he has helped him just now, and he is so sincere.

The most important thing is that this little guy is very powerful. If he hadn't had the death-losing thing as a soul-destroying thing, he would not be his opponent if he tied a piece with the Pixiu Beast, the three-eyed silver fox!

Now, this powerful little thug actually offered its loyalty to himself. Who would refuse such benefits unless his mind was filled with water?

Lin Tiancheng immediately without hesitation to cast a magical consciousness on the elf's sea of ​​magical consciousness.

"Welcome to join, little guy!" Lin Tiancheng said happily to the elf in his palm from the bottom of his heart. After that, a pure spiritual power slowly crossed into the elf's body to help it recover its spiritual power, and at the same time he used 360 to recover its injuries.

The elf is strong, but his injuries are serious, and his shell corrosion damage is also corroded, and his spiritual power has just been overdrawn. Now that Lin Tiancheng has recovered from his injuries with such a despicable means, he will naturally become alive immediately.

The elf slid his butterfly wings slightly and flew around Lin Tiancheng a few times. He was very happy, and the ice aura on his body was slowly recovering!

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