Watching the dark evil eyes, watching the earthy shrill disappear, people petrified again.

Shock! It's really, really shock!

Instantly destroy the shield of the earth guardian cloak, in addition to the forbidden curse of the demon master, the raid of the paladin and the full force of the sword saint, everyone can't think of anyone who has such a terrible attack. However, Yang Ling summoned out of the evil eye did it, a group of so-called garbage can not be garbage warcraft easily done.

No one thought that the lazy evil eye could produce such a consistent volley. No one thought that the evil eye such garbage chicken ribs warcraft, and such a terrible attack and destruction.

"TSK, TSK, ancient summoner?"

Looking at the dense evil eyes, the old man in black clothes covered by black light unexpectedly opened his eyes and said: "Interesting, the ancient summoner who disappeared for thousands of years reappeared, the ancient seal re-saw the day, this town is becoming more and more interesting!"

Listen to the old man in black so said, the charming Meryl looked thoughtfully in the field of Yangling. The ancient summoners were strong, and legend said that one man could take on an army of Iron Armor alone. Wherever there are monsters, be they forests, swamps, or seas, they are the source of their power.

Now that the continent is in turmoil and the Dark Mage is under attack by the Holy See, it would be of great benefit to the underdog Dark Mage Guild to enlist a powerful ancient summoner and form an alliance with the family behind him.

"Teacher, when necessary, let the disciples do it!" Meryl whispered to the old man in black beside her that they knew best the horror of the serpent's blood staff.

Although Yang Ling is an ancient summoner, it is obvious that his debut is not long, otherwise, he will not summon a large group of garbage like evil eyes to help fight. If Imia tries to die, he's dead.

After a few moments of reflection, the old man in black nodded silently. Although Yang Ling is vulnerable, but the family behind him is no small matter, every ancient ancient summoner family, basically can be said to be a terrible advanced Warcraft army. Saving Yangling is equivalent to the family behind him owes himself a huge favor, and it will be much smoother to cooperate later.

The earth guardian can not block the fierce attack of the evil eye, and the heavy armor of Kelaf, also a top equipment, is no exception. In the face of the fierce saturation attack of the evil eye, although Imia survived, it was also blown into disarray and bloodstained.

With the blood elf combat boots, after narrowly avoiding the dense rain of the evil eye, Imia gritted her teeth, bit her index finger, and dropped the blood to the serpent blood staff. All of a sudden, the staff gave off a black air. As he murmured like a great God, the black air grew thicker and thicker, and soon it swelled into a small pond of light. From time to time, there are waves of thrilling roar, as if there are some fierce beasts roaring ready to rush out, very strange.

"Hey, this guy can't hold it anymore!" Feeling the familiar dark magic, the old man in black suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the strange serpent's blood staff.

At the same time, watching the growing black light and listening to the faint roar, people were shocked. Even some well-informed mercenaries sensed unprecedented danger and subconsciously retreated. When the others saw it, they also retreated, even the black counsellor Good was no exception, and the family samurai quickly retreated.

"My God, such a strong dark magic, is this a dark hallow?" The masked mage, Michelle, was shocked and felt that the wand in Imia's hand contained a dark and terrifying magic.

Startled, the temple knight Cruz quickly raised his long gun in his hands, "Michelle, do not act rashly, quickly summon the nearby Holy See warriors and mages!"

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In the face of unknown danger, Cruz subconsciously operated the surging gas in the body, and in an instant, the black iron gun in his hand was red. At the same time, Michelle murmured nervously, and soon, a hex star magic array appeared around her, urgently summoning nearby Papal warriors and mages.

Outside, people are terrified, inside, Yang Ling is feeling an unprecedented pressure. After a gloomy wind, the evil eyes screamed in terror, sensing a danger they had never seen before in their wild animal instincts alone.

"Hey, damn summoner, this time next year will be your death day, die!" After clenching her teeth, Imia waved her right hand, and suddenly a monster with flames appeared in the black air.

"Good heavens, Bato demon! Meryl stared at the flaming monster. The blood staff of the serpent is worthy of being a dark hallowed artifact, easily summoning such horrible monsters as the Bato Demon.

Aaaaow...

After a roar, Bato demon casually threw out a large flame, followed like the wind to Yangling over. The scorching heat, the fluctuating flames, and the murderous air that rushed to the sky all made people shudder and their scalps tingle.

Under the dodge, the slow evil eye suffered heavy losses, and more than one hundred were burned into ashes in a short moment. At the same time, the Bato demon, despite his height and strength, was faster than Imia wearing blood elf combat boots, moving left and right, easily flashing through the dense rain of projectiles from the evil eyes. The evil eyes are like cannons against mosquitoes, in vain.

Seeing the evil of Bato advancing, Imia laughed with hatred, and his warriors cheered with joy. But the ordinary townspeople are so nervous that they dare not come out, and every step of the Bato demon is on their nerves.

After commanding the evil eye to fight back several times, seeing that they not only could not pose a threat to the Bato demon, but suffered heavy losses, Yang Ling gnashed his teeth and simply put them all away. Summoning the fully recovered unicorn, he quickly ducks aside.

For sb.

As the hot flames flashed sideways, the unicorn roared and sent out a flash of purple lightning the size of a washbasin. Right on top of the devil's head in Barto. Caught off guard, the demon Bato shuddered, and the red hair on his body was electrocuted and stood on end. From a distance, it looks like a fiery red giant hedgehog.

"Oh, my God, Level eight, unicorn!" Looking at the snow-white unicorn, people began to scream, even Meryl, who was preparing to come to the rescue. No one can imagine that Yangling actually has an eight-step war pet.

"Hey, interesting, more and more interesting!" Looking at the unicorn fighting with the demon Bato, and looking at the Yang Ling cleverly hiding to the side, the old man in black nodded in appreciation.

Under Yang Ling's command, the unicorn launched a fierce attack on the flaming Bato demon. The massive, serpentine lightning made up a striking electrical grid that went straight to the opponent's head, eyes and heart.

The Bato demon may be agile and fast, but compared to the unicorn, it is not as good as the horse. Chase and can not catch up, hit and hit, hide and hide but, each time can only be hard to resist the thickness of the basin of purple lightning, was killed by the unicorn without a fight back.

Despite the thick skin, the forehead is the only shield for the demon Barto, and the source of his power. After being hit by the unicorn continuously, the head turned dizzy, the pace staggered, and the flame on the body followed more and more light. Finally, with the unicorn's mighty blow, he fell limp.

"Good, good!

'Ibis, shoot him!

...

Watching the unicorn quickly turn defeat into victory, people cheered wildly. At the same time, the minions of Imia looked pale and put their tails between their legs. As for the field of Imia, is livid, gnashing teeth. The eyes were uncertain, as if they were frozen with fear, and as if they were hesitating.