Chapter 1312: Deep situation

Linghe and the two simultaneously rushed to Qiao Shishi, but it was still a step later.
A black shadow suddenly flew out of the jungle. It was a black-and-black cheetah. Its speed was so fast. When the two claws rushed to the Linghe, they also sprayed a flame toward Lingyun.
Bang!
Linghe had to stop his body and take an angry shot. The tall red leopard screamed and landed directly on the open space dozens of meters away.
Linghe’s toes are on the ground, ready to attack Qiao Shishi again. This time, five or six black shadows, giant tigers, mad cows, black bears, and wild boars are in a mess...
Ling Yuner has already been forced to retreat more than ten meters, and is besieging her Warcraft war with four heads.
Linghe was completely violent, almost a palm of his hand, flying a World of Warcraft, but more and more orcs were coming around. He was so busy, but he could never get closer to Qiao Shishi.
Hey!
For a time, it seems that the entire middle-level Warcraft has rushed over, and the screams are shaking, the earth shaking, the mountains swaying.
The face of Qiao Shishi has been pale, and a layer of fine sweat has been oozing on her forehead. Some of them have to be held up, but at this time, there is a strange wave of energy that has been opened before. Qiao Yun’s stunned Joe Gong woke up...
Bang!
The two spirit beasts control at the same time, the group of Warcraft seems to be in madness!
They fiercely attacked the two people, and forced the two to retreat. Lingyun’s small face was like white paper. Under such fierce assault, he could not support it, even on the forehead of Linghe. There are sweats, and a dozen battles of Warcraft at a time, it is a very horrible thing.
"Linghe Elders... Let's get rid of it!" Lingyun's voice was anxious, her white dress was torn, and her clothes were not covered.
Linghe looked at the pale-eyed Qiao Shishi, and gnawed his teeth: "Give me a hold, I can see how long the two can last, dare to kill my spirit beast disciples, must pay the price of blood... ..."
Bang!
The snoring fell, and there seemed to be something blasting out of the Linghe. The momentum on his body suddenly soared, and the rich infuriating spirit formed a generality, like the brilliance of the milky white.
Linghe also no longer clapped his hands, holding a long sword and constantly falling.
That group of Warcraft fights against each other, but they are vulnerable to the sword light of Linghe!
The fierce battle seems to have just started, and the more powerful the crane, the more violent it is. At his feet, he lay down a large group of Warcraft corpses, and the blood is stained with the earth, as if the river is flowing.
Ling Yuner also broke out completely. Before that, she still cared for the preciousness of these Warcraft. I wanted to keep them in life and bring them back to the spirit beasts. But today's situation can save lives is the most important.
Intense killing makes people feel chilling!
The group of Warcraft lost their wisdom, regardless of the blood and blood of life and death, they constantly have World of Warcraft falling, flesh and blood, 嘶嚎 天天, listening to the poems of Joe poetry full of tears.
Hey!
The strange energy fluctuations suddenly shocked and disappeared!
Qiao Gong suddenly blinked and looked at Qiao Shishi: "Poetry, you can't stand it?"
Qiao Shishi kneels on the ground, her eyes are dim, she does not dare to see the cruel scene of the blood flowing into the river, the heart of the incomparable self-blame, as if the death of these Warcraft is caused by her.
Qiao Gong glanced at the battlefield and suddenly woke up. Looking at the fallen World of Warcraft, his heart was also angry.
"You are a group of beasts, I am fighting with you!"
Qiao Gong suddenly ran toward the Linghe, but the figure did not arrive. Linghe took a shot and directly fluck him.
Without the control of Qiao Shishi, those Warcraft gradually recovered their consciousness and saw the pictures around them. Many Orcs were frightened and fled.
A fierce battle gradually stopped, Linghe was completely red-eyed, chasing those who escaped World of Warcraft to kill, and waited until there were no more living orcs around, he came back with satisfaction.
"Why don't you continue to use the ability to fight with me? Want to beat Laozi with a few animals? You are dreaming!"
Linghe cold old face toward Qiao Shishi, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood.
Qiao Shishi was sobbing helplessly on the ground. She attacked the beast and only wanted to save Qin Feng's life. But now she not only did not save Qin Feng, but also so many World of Warcraft tragic death, the mood has already fallen to the bottom.
Ling Yuner also cold-faced, standing coldly and staring at the poems of Joe.
Although she survived the battle, she was seriously injured. The white skirt on her body was completely torn. Now she is standing naked on the ground, and her body is stained with blood.
The spirit wind fell to the side of the big tree, and Qin Feng’s shot was not known.
The original powerful beast, which is considered to be a heavy injury, has become awkward.
"Elder Crane, why do you have to talk to the woman nonsense, kill her directly..." Lingyun's teeth tremble, if not for the poetry of the World of Warcraft, she will not be as miserable as it is now.
Linghe shook his head, how could he kill a spirit beastmaster.
But his face suddenly showed a wicked smile, like a madman: "It is cheaper to kill her, she dares to be against us, I will let her know the consequences!"
"You help me keep my position, I will come to meet this woman once..."
Linghe is a young man, but suddenly it is a big animal!
Ling Yuner sneaked a bit, but soon showed a smile, she was very appreciative of the punishment of the elders of the cranes...
Qiao Gong was unconscious, Qin Feng was caught by the crane and could not see the figure. The group of Warcraft also scared away. This piece of land left a weak woman in the poem, and the lonely stunned on the ground. ......
"You, what are you doing? Don't come over..."
Qiao Shishi realized the danger and stared at the Linghe who came with vigilance.
Linghe’s ugly old face smiled into wild chrysanthemum, and while he was close to Qiao Shi’s poem, he untied his own belt:
I’m really not playing the spirit beast, so I’m blessed, waiting for you to be mine. After the woman, I will take care of you."
Qiao Shishi’s disgusting nausea, stood up and ran.
Linghe doesn't care at all. It seems that walking slowly under the feet is like walking. However, the speed is windy. When you see it, you must grasp the body of Qiao Shishi.
hiss!
The humming of a fierce horse sounded at this moment, and the Linghe was scared to look forward!
There were gusts of wind in the distance, and there was a black shadow running in the wind, as if it were a burning horse.
"Linghe, let my grandfather die!"
The wind was hundreds of meters away, but it seemed to come to the Linghe side in the blink of an eye. Qin Feng stood on the fire dragon immediately, and the rainbow magic wind gun in his hand spurted out quickly, and instantly condensed thousands of red guns in front of him.
Hey!
A shot fell, Qin Feng pulled Qiao Shishi and ran away!
The Linghe still wants to chase, but he is trapped by fierce guns. He quickly slams his sword and slams into the air. Suddenly, hundreds of swords are skyrocketing in the air, and the raging and swordsmen collide.
Rumble!
The explosion in the forest is one after another!
Qin Feng hugged the poems of Qiu Shi all the way, and the ground blasted in succession, scaring the fire dragon and horses to sing.
That shot did not kill the crane, and did not even cause much damage to him.
Qin Feng did not dare to make more stops. The realm of Linghe was much higher than him. Even though he had the Rainbow Magic Storm Gun, Qin Feng also had no way to take him temporarily.
"Bad boy, I want you not to die..."
This wave of guns but the Linghe a white robe burst, he is a young man running in the jungle at this moment.
The fire dragon horse galloped all the way, and the limbs became a virtual shadow!
The Linghe is faster, as if it is a step faster than the wind.
Ling Yuner had long been in the same place, and was shocked by the shot of Qin Feng. She even had some fears. If the gun was stabbed at her, she was already stabbed into a horse.
"Qin Feng, the second uncle is still there, what should I do?" Qiao Shishi shivered in Qin Feng's arms and shivered, and has already become a six gods.
After Qin Feng looked at his eyes and quickly caught up with the Linghe, there was no way to manage Joe Gong: "Don't worry, your second uncle is a spirit beast, and the crane will not be like him. Let's hide first, then Saving him..."
The tense emotions of Qiao Shishi eased a little, but they only thought of the Linghe, which was chasing after him, and began to worry.
I don't know how long I ran. Qiao Shishi exclaimed: "No, the front is the inner level of World of Warcraft. There are beasts there, we can't go in..."
As a spiritual beast, Qiao Shishi knows the power of the beast!
Those orcs are a level higher than Warcraft and the Beast because they have the wisdom of human beings.
Qiao Shishi came to World of Warcraft more than Qin Feng, but she has never stepped into the deepest area, the beast is respected, this is the strongest of the whole World of Warcraft, their territory has never been other orcs Dare to step in, let alone human beings into it...
The fire dragon horse screamed, the front hoof stood up, and suddenly stopped at the entrance of the inner circle. This beast also felt the horror there.
"Haha! Why don't you run? Don't dare to enter the deep area? Don't say it's you, I can't get in, I don't want to die!"
Behind him came the laughter of Linghe. He stood dozens of meters away, holding a long sword and a look of playfulness.
Qin Feng has put away the fire dragon horse, screaming at the shivering Qiao Shishi, his look is extremely dignified, looked at the darkness of the darkness of his eyes, thinking of countermeasures quickly.
In fact, Qin Feng also knows the horror of this deep situation. He has been riding a flame golden eagle over the entire World of Warcraft several times before. Once he enters the airspace of the deep area, the emotion of the flame gold sculpture is a little impatient, and Qin Feng stands on a high altitude. The earth, covered in dark fog in this deep area, can't see the situation inside...
Bang!
Just in the moment of Qin Feng's sacred god, the Linghe suddenly had a sword and the air swayed. The turbulent infuriating gas was about to condense into substance, and it was overwhelming.
Stinger!
Qin Feng's look changed dramatically, but I didn't even think it was a shot!
Thousands of red guns shrouded the void, illuminating the deep black mist!
Linghe did not dare to resist the edge of this gun, and retired dozens of meters away. Qin Feng looked at the Jianguang that was about to fall. He bit his teeth and jumped into the deep layer of dark fog with his poems. Going in the situation...