It was just past noon, and there were more than two hours left before evening, and they had no chance of stopping the wyvern.

"If that's the case, why don't you run for your lives?" Yun Sheng glanced at the elves worriedly.

Just before she spoke, the masked female prisoner suddenly released a group of lightning magic, and killed more than a dozen elves at once, as if her magic power was endless, and more than a dozen elves were killed.

The masked female prisoner also noticed Yun Sheng, but she was expressionless and continued to cast her magic, and the flying Jiao still moved forward.

Yun Sheng had never met such a cold person.

She seems to have been born to kill, and when she kills these elves who have no grievances with her, she doesn't even blink an eye.

"Because we are the guards of Icefall City, this is the gateway to the Immortal Residence Country, and we are all the Queen's most trusted subjects, so we were sent here to guard, and the target of that Blood Jiao is something in the depths of the Immortal Residence Country. Even if we can't stop it, as long as we can resist for a while longer, the casualties of the people representing the Immortal Nation will be less. So even if we drain the last drop of blood on our bodies, we must stay here, it is the duty of the elven warriors," the elven squad leader replied firmly.

Yun Sheng's blood boiled when he heard these words, "Okay, let me accompany you to the end." ”

Yun Sheng said, the thousand-year-old ice qin in her hand flew in the air, and she suddenly sat down cross-legged and pillowed the ice qin on her knees.

On the ice piano, those strings still exude a soft luster.

This is still the hair of the female prisoner in the mask.

Unexpectedly, she taught herself that the ice piano she carved would be used in the duel between the two today.

Yun Sheng felt bitter in her heart, whether she was an enemy or a friend, since she had already made a decision early on, then it was up to her to help the elves in this battle.

Yun Sheng got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, his heart was calm, and as soon as his fingertips touched the soft silk hair strings, Di Hongge poured out.

The song of Dihong sounded, and on the ground, it was also a burst of infatuation.

"Brother Bupo, let's leave quickly, it's too dangerous here," Xuan Meimei pulled the don't break, "That woman is crazy, she likes to kill people in the cell, Yun Sheng doesn't want to die, we still have to live." ”

Xuan Meimei's hand was shaken off, and she tore off a leaf from the leaf on the side and held it to her mouth.

The melody of the same Dihong song was blown out from the leaves.

Yun Sheng heard the familiar voice of Ye Di, and couldn't help but be startled, she looked down and saw Yuan Bupo echoing her from afar.

She smiled knowingly.

The sound of this piano and flute, mixed together, is unprecedentedly harmonious.

Yun Sheng couldn't help but think, no wonder back then, when the third uncle Yun Canglang was exhausted, he relied on his strong perseverance to survive to the end.

When the elven warriors who had been forced back by the flying Jiao and fought with the last trace of dignity heard the music, they couldn't help but feel that the magic power dissipated in their bodies was condensing back little by little.

Elves are a peace-loving and music-loving people.

Although the Dihong Song is the music of foreign races, the wonderful magic contained in the ancient war song has played an unprecedented role under the playing and blowing of Yun Sheng and Yuan Bu Break.

The elven warriors felt the passion of charging into battle swell in their chests again, and they raised their contributions.

Under the command of the elven squad, the elves once again launched an attack on the flying dragon.

"Let's go, group attack and seal the demon!" The elven squad leader shouted.

Listening to his order, rows of elven sealing bows and arrows shot out.

Like a straight line, it shot towards the flying Jiao, and the flying Jiao was blocked by the rain of sealed magic arrows, and its body was obviously stagnant, and its speed was much slower.

On Feijiao's head, the masked female prisoner who had been standing was also slightly moved at this time.

She already knew the wonderful effect of Yun Sheng's piano song, and there was also a young man, although the flute harmony of the two was a little incongruous at the beginning, but soon, they cooperated very tacitly, and the role of Di Hongge was much stronger than when Yun Sheng played solo earlier.

The elves seem to have regained their strength, and they seem to be stronger than before.

A ** attack, a ** arrow, the masked female prisoner knows very well that if it is not broken immediately, these locust-like elven warriors may really hold out to the end.

If she waited for the people from the Elven Royal Court to rush over, her true purpose this time would have failed.

The masked prisoner was not as dull as she seemed, and she quickly recognized the culprit behind the current situation.

Yun Sheng.

Things have changed since she joined the elves.

The woman must be killed.

As soon as the music is broken, the elves have nothing to do.

The masked female prisoner glanced at Yun Sheng.

Is she really going to kill that child?

For the first time, there was a hesitation in the heart of the female prisoner in the mask.

She is a killing machine, and she will not hesitate to face anyone, but at this moment, in her heart, there is a voice shouting to stop her from killing the child.

The moth beneath it let out a violent roar, and it was stabbed by several powerful elven arrows.

"It can't be delayed any longer," a hint of cruelty flashed in the masked woman's eyes.

She suddenly chanted, and boom, a purple lightning bolt hit Yun Sheng.

At that moment, Yun Sheng raised his head suddenly.

The eyes of the two intersected!

But at the moment when the lightning bolt was about to hit Yun Sheng, the masked female prisoner's scepter trembled slightly.

Extremely precise lightning flicker.

"Bang--" An elf beside Yun Sheng was hit and immediately fell from the sky.

Yun Sheng was so startled, the strings in his hands shook, "Bang", a string was broken.

The strings cut her fingers, and she was bleeding profusely.

"Yunsheng, danger!" On the ground, Yuan Bupo looked up, and saw that the masked female summoner was like a ghost, and with a teleportation, she actually passed through the layers of defense of the elven warriors, and suddenly arrived in front of Yun Sheng.

Her strength is unfathomable, and unlike ordinary magicians, she raised her hand to block Yun Sheng and choke Yun Sheng's neck.

Her hands were cold, a hundred times colder than the thousand-year-old ice and snow in the ice prison.

"You shouldn't have come back," the masked female prisoner looked at Yun Sheng, her eyes flickering with strange fluctuations.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to work for the Summoning Court? Yun Sheng's throat was only choked by her, the strength of the masked female prisoner was amazing, it was hard to imagine that her thin body contained such terrifying power.

"Dead people don't need to know so much," the masked female prisoner's hand fluctuated strongly, she raised the magic scepter, and her gaze focused on Yun Sheng's face.