Chapter two hundred and seventy-four, coincidences

Of course, you can quickly kill this skeleton flying in mid-air by using the Pale fire, but your pale fire is very powerful. If you can't see your friend clearly in this fog, once the fire of the Nether that spurts out of oneself does not hit skull, if be to be moved by skull, that can be dangerous.

No one was hit to empty a good, but if really burned to the companion's body, that would be bad.

"It seems that these little skeletons should be able to see us clearly, whether they see us with their eyes or by any other means, but they can not be confused about our position, and it now seems that the mist that these skeletons spew out is meant for us to prepare, to help their heads defeat us more easily... .. ."

While the Cold Nebula was still considering whether or not to use the dim fire against the skeleton, it suddenly caught sight of its own eyes. Otherwise, a large green flame appeared, and the breath which could not tell whether it was hot or cold had come upon him, and the little skeleton, who had dealt with him, had opened his mouth and attacked him.

Looking at the rolling towards their own a large stream of fire, although in the fog, but the flame this thing is unusually obvious. After seeing the large ghost fire, the cold Nebula did not dare to do more thinking, look at the direction of the ghost fire, toward not far a roll on the ground, is to escape the small skull of this attack.

But when cold Nebula stood up, he found himself rolling at the feet of Celta Wind, and nearly hit his head under her skirt...

SERTA breath, who was also battling another skull and crossbones, Rose High and swung her moonlit staff at two tiny green dots hovering in mid air.

It was the Pale Moonlit staff of CERTA wind's that stood out in the mist, or else the cold nebula wouldn't have been able to tell who was who if it had gotten under his skirt.

I have to say that there is something to Zelta breath, and though the cold Nebula can not be seen in the mist, it can be seen from the way up and down the moonlit staff of Luna, against this skeleton, which spewed fire and could soar through the air, the Serta breath never let up.

Zelta Wind, who was in mortal combat with the Flying Skeleton, did not notice the cold nebula crouching behind her, trying to get up, if Celta wind weren't in a fog right now, or a cold Nebula isn't, then both of us would be very embarrassed. Because the head of the Cold Nebula that wants to get up at this moment is facing the buttocks of CERTA BREATH!

Though now the eyes of Celta wind breath are obscured by the mist, through the mist there are two pale green spots of light, still, Certa wind could find the spot where the little skeleton was fighting her, and with the wand in her hand she kept attacking her opponent, in order to get a head start on him before he spewed fire into her, take care of each other.

Because CERTA wind's heart is very clear, as the high priest of the elven family, for the black magic together with the attainments are still relatively poor, their strengths is this set of close combat and the blessing of the moon some auxiliary white magic, if really let the small skull has a silk opportunity, really a mouthful of dark fire to spurt toward oneself's words, that really had not been easy to handle! So choose such a way to attack generation defense and this small skull and the fight.

But while the idea of Celta breath is great, sometimes things don't work out the way you want them to, like right now, when Celta breath just swung a staff at the little skull, but the little skull took his time and dodged it.

As quickly as he could, Serta wind breath retracted the staff of Luna and again waved at the little skull as he dodged before his feet took hold.

The staff swing is a big movement, so it's hard to avoid swinging your body a little bit when Celta breath strikes, but that's it... Let the two people who had no contact suddenly bumped into each other, and is the Salta wind the buttocks directly installed on the face of the Cold Nebula...

Although the interior of the lionskeep is foggy at the moment, there is a certain recognition in the dense fog, not to mention the fact that at such a close distance, the cold Nebula will "panic" into the buttocks of the SERTA wind, because it all happened so fast.

In order to avoid their own to deal with the skull of the ethereal fire, cold Nebula and dare not in this extreme situation with the ethereal fire, so can only choose to avoid.

The Cold Nebula, however, leapt behind Certa Zephyr, and as he tried to get up, he saw the moonlit staff in the haze.

Although the person in front of the body has been perceived to be the Celta Wind, but cold Nebula has the instinct to stand up, but just at this time, the Celta Wind is waving, a body swing, ... Just hit cold Nebula in the face with his sexy lower body...

What a coincidence. Now all of this can only be explained by coincidence... What else is there to do... ...

CERTA wind is the high priest of the elven clan, the only descendant of the Moon God clan, which is as pure as can be. Know why the other two tribes of the elven clan are thriving, is it only the Luna Horde that is dying? That's because the goddess of the Moon has been regarded as an impure act of reproduction. The average age of these elves is about 500 years, or is it fading away.

So when Serta breath was hit by the cold Nebula, the whole body as if by a strong electric shock, immediately involuntarily startled, the hands of the rod of the God of the Moon, lost the original aim and strength.

The startled sound of Celta Feng's breath, though not very loud, was heard from a distance which was not very far from the people who were fighting in the mist. At this time, the greatest fear was that their companions would be hurt, because now is a five-to-five war situation, the original fog is very unfavorable to his side, once his side has a fighting force injured, was surrounded by two skulls this person will certainly not last long.

If two people in the team are defeated, then it is not easy, waiting for them is likely to be a crash AH.

"What a surprise, " Isreal thought, as she began to cry out, "what's the matter with you, Miss Celta wind-breath? "

Upon hearing the voice of Isriel coming from his side, Celta wind hurriedly collected her thoughts and let her short-circuited self come to her senses again, shaking Zhang Zhang said: "Ah... No... nothing, carelessly sprain foot... it's okay, I can continue to insist! "

After hearing from Celta Fengxi, a very unlikely but reliable teammate, he broke his ankle at such a critical moment... This is also.. ...... There was a moment of helplessness in Isreal's heart, but at least there was nothing serious about Serta Wind, or it would have been really difficult.

After hearing this, frost in the mist suddenly said, "be careful, MISS CELTA WIND! "

Frost fog voice although from behind, but can be heard, frost fog distance from their own distance should be relatively far, and his collision together is certainly not him.

The Armstrong, on the other hand, could only hear the sound of the Armstrong from the moment the boundary was broken, though it didn't sound like Armstrong was having a problem, but you can tell by his screams where he is, and the coordinates aren't behind you.

It wasn't Isriel, it wasn't frost, and it couldn't have been Armstrong, so there was only one answer, and only the cold nebula wasn't making any noise, so the person who had hit his rear end had no reason to ask. It must have been the cold Nebula...

"It's the cold Nebula, sir... It's really... ah... it's embarrassing... " there was a ripple of emotion after Celta wind analyzed the Cold Nebula that hit her hip. If Celta Fengxi knew that cold Nebula had just hit her hip with her face, I wonder if the ripples in her heart would be bigger now.

CERTA Fengxi is in a state of confusion. The speed of his staff is much slower, and the staff is so out of order that he gives the skull a chance to rest.

The Flying Skull did not miss the chance of a lifetime. Mengda swooped down and rushed at Celta breath, opening her mouth and spitting out a breath of fire.

Just as certa breath, who had just taken back her staff, was readying herself to fight the damned skull again, she saw in the mist a great mass of green fire attacking her.