"They two won't..."

"There is nothing to do if you have something to do." Xia Hedao: "Everyone must have their own responsibilities and cannot count on me for everything. You should concentrate on drawing scrolls and hit them back. All these scrolls are used up. It doesn't cost much to sell them."

"In this world, aren't scrolls worthless?"

"It's very valuable, it's because my method of making is not valuable."

Qiu Xuanji thought about this, and the scrolls he made looked like they were fake and inferior. However, the advantage lies in the local materials, which is also the Taoist idea.

Taoist sect will never have any craftsmen’s obsession with cleanliness. When needed, it is OK to even use a piece of shit to smash people.

The gunshots in the distance continued, and the muskets made by Principal Jennifer were not that loud, but they could still be heard far away. While making potions, Xia He said to Qiu Xuanji: "Xuanji, if you join my Marquis' Mansion, will your sect agree?"

"I wouldn't agree, if the master needs it, he has to leave."

"Why?"

"I am the direct descendant. If I am not a direct descendant, I can join any force, as long as I don't do the right thing with the master."

Xia He nodded, it seemed that Qiu Xuanji's sect was still relatively open.

Although this is not the case in the Nine Dao Palace, it is because the division of power in the world of God’s Week has long been decided, and everything is done according to the rules.

"What if your master comes to this world?"

"I will definitely help you in danger, but the rules of the masters, traveling in another world, is the most important thing to protect yourself."

Xia He understood this in a tactful way. Qiu Xuanji is the core disciple of the sect. When he has to take risks, he is the priority to be protected.

"Xuanji, how does it feel to practice in this world?" Xia He did not ask about his master's affairs to avoid misunderstandings.

Qiu Xuanji was speechless. He was drawing a scroll. Asra insisted on chatting, but Asra was also preparing potions, which seemed to be stronger than his spiritual sense?

"There is not much difference. There should be a place to suppress it, but this world is the main world."

"That's that there is no bad effect. If the two of them can't stand it, can you command the wooden man now?"

"If you don't chat with me, you can."

"What if I'm chatting?"

"It's OK." Qiu Xuanji forced this word.

Xia He laughed, threw the prepared potion to Qiu Xuanji, and said, "Continue, don't worry about the battle, these wooden men let them grow slowly."

There were elves coming to attack, but Xia He couldn't ask for it. He didn't want to search in this endless forest.

The forest area in the far north is too vast, and there are not many elves. It may not be able to clean it up after a few months of searching. Now it is just right for you to come to your door.

Xiahe was a wind rider flying in the sky, with his wings spreading, and he didn't rely much on his strength. He looked into the distance like an angel. Medilly and Abigail were attacking the elves with magic muskets.

The movement speed of the giant tree is still too slow. The elves are living targets on the treetops. When they think of hiding under the shade, they have been shot to death. However, after they hid, Medierli and Abigail were still able to accurately hit the key points, and magic bullets penetrated the trunk and hit the heart.

The elves' fragile armor cannot withstand the penetration of magic bullets, and blood splashes.

Thousands of giant trees moved to the north, and there were elves on each tree. These were tens of thousands of enemies. Abigail was a little worried and said, "Would we inform Asra that Qiu Xuanji has not yet been dealt with yet? We are not afraid of elves, those nine wooden men..."

"No need, I'm here." Xia He's figure appeared behind Medierli. There was no magic gun in his hand, only a green gourd.

"Don't this need to be in a volcano?" Medilly knew what this gourd was and was a little confused.

"I'm afraid that it will delay the affairs of the principal." Xia Hexin said that the volcano is a semi-enclosed environment. When the five aggregates of divine fire burned below, I really don't know if it will kill a bunch of legends.

Medilly said: "Then let me save money, magic bullets are also money."

As she spoke, she put away the magic gun. Killing the elves was like shooting a target, with no fun or income. If the elves hadn't come up, she wouldn't have any interest in shooting.

Abigail also put away the magic gun. Although she was rich, she didn't want to be corrupted. Judging from Medielli's meaning, Asra's gourd can solve the enemy.

The three of them were waiting in the air, and the giant tree moved slowly, and it seemed that it would take a long time to come.

"These elves are much weaker than those in the Voodoo Forest." Xia He looked at the elves standing on the trees in the distance and shook his head. The extreme north did not develop naturally. This artificial environment will take a long time to achieve the balance and stability of the law.

"Sir, look underground..." Medierli pointed at the distance, and Xia He looked in that direction, and saw a series of mounds rising from the ground, turning into earth dragons, rushing towards this direction.

"It's really... no new." Xia He flew forward and released a ground-breaking technique from afar. A earth dragon stopped abruptly and could not move forward. It rushed out of the cracked ground, but a ball of yellow light dispersed leisurely.

The Earth-Splitting Technique is not a high-level magic, and a level 20 mage can use it at will.

Xia He released several consecutive ground-breaking techniques, and the earth dragon would no longer make trouble.

Xia Hexin said that the will of the forest is not so weak. It should be that it cannot concentrate its strength to attack, so the elves need to cooperate. As long as the elves are killed and the forest is destroyed, the creature in the volcano will have no support.

Fortunately, it came early and the elves had not yet reproduced. If there were indeed millions of elves, then the things in the volcano would be unable to deal with.

The Xia River was approaching, so he simply pointed it with his finger. A colorful flame flew out from the Five Agglomeration Divine Fire Gourd, turning into a thin line, falling towards the ground. The line of fire wrapped around a giant tree, jumping and flying towards another giant tree.

After the fire line was pulled out, the giant trees seemed to be attractive. Xia He did nothing more, and the five aggregates of divine fire launched an attack on these moving behemoths. Even the elves on the canopy could not escape.

The fire line grows longer and longer. Tens of thousands of giant trees are stained with the five aggregates of divine fire, and more elves feel that the five internals are burned. All the negative emotions in their hearts are mobilized. This burn is not their body, but their souls. Xia He has no intention of pity at all, and directly squeezes the spirit's soul repeatedly and fuses it into the five aggregates of divine fire.

All negative emotions are absorbed and digested by the Five Aggregation Divine Fire Gourd.

Abigail was stunned from the distance. She never thought that a piece of equipment could form such a killing. There were tens of thousands of giant trees, and each giant tree had elves, that is, tens of thousands of elves.

However, the flames spewed out of the gourd swept everything over and no sound was made. However, Abigail sensed the wailing of those souls in his heart.

How can this be done!

"Isn't it cruel?" Medielli asked Abigail, who was speechless.

"Do you think these elves are here to attack us?"

Abigail felt disheartened, and she immediately thought of the reason. The elves were not here to deal with them. They wanted to sacrifice and sacrifice all the elves and the giant trees of life. At any cost, they had to revive the thing in the volcano.

"They could have waited patiently, but few legends were willing to come, and time was with them. Now we are here, destroying the forest and hunting elves. If it takes a long time, the forest will become weaker and weaker."

"I understand." Abigail was numb. She didn't think Xia He was cruel, but she was just afraid of the power of the flame.

The green skin of Xia He's Five Aggregation Divine Fire Gourd was a little red. He knew that if he continued, the gourd would be injured. He had to take the Five Aggregation Divine Fire back into the gourd, and then look at the tens of thousands of giant trees on it burning, and the elves on it had turned into mummies.

The mummy was ignited in the flames. This time it was a natural flame, but the spirit's soul was gone and was pulled into the Five Aggregation Divine Fire Gourd.

It's really a good thing!

Xia He couldn't help but sigh, killing tens of thousands at a time and destroying his soul, which made him uncomfortable. Although this gourd is powerful, it is not something Xia He likes.

"Go!" Xia He waved his sleeves, and the burning giant trees roared, forming a huge fire dragon, turning into a sky, and then slapped heavily on the ground.

Unfortunately, I am not in the realm of Yang Shen, otherwise the fire dragon would be able to activate it and burn all the forests in the distance.

In a world without the support of powerful laws, it is really easy for Taoists to destroy it.

Even Principal Jenny's, I never thought that I could do this level, right? But it was the elves who were trying to die and gathered together to make sacrifices.

This saved me several months and I should be able to go home.

Xia He turned around and flew back, and Medier and Abigail followed him silently. When they returned to Qiu Xuanji's side, Qiu Xuanji said in confusion: "I feel what happened just now..."

"The elves are going to sacrifice, and they are playing with them." Xia Hedao.

"No wonder, I feel a lot of soul collapse sounds, it's really tragic!"

This guy!

Xia He didn't expect that Qiu Xuanji could sense the destruction caused by the five aggregates of divine fire from such a distance.

"The wooden man is almost the same." Abigail didn't want to mention what had happened before. She saw that the wooden man surrounding him had shrunk to six meters in height and his body proportions had become evenly proportioned. His head was covered with a helmet, which looked a bit funny.

"It's almost done, I'm a little reluctant to let it go." Qiu Xuanji looked at the nine wooden men he made, each of which appeared vividly, and commanded like a finger. If he continued to grow, he might become what he might become.
Chapter completed!