Versatile Mage

Chapter 1290: Soul Making - Burial

Seeing the attack fail, the colorful lark immediately drew a high distance, as if it was brewing the next attack.

“Luckily for you...” Qingshu long and relaxed, sweetly looking at his husband Dongkou Li, beside him, Qingshu will have a strong sense of security, allowing such a careless hunter to make many mistakes and not die in the wilderness like others.

“Hey hey... Ugh!!” Dongjia had a thick smile on his face, but the next second his smile was frozen and a painful indulgence sounded!

Eastpac slowly lowered his head and found a long peck like a snatching diamond, coming out of his chest position, blood poured into his throat, chest was also bleeding indiscriminately, and the feeling of pain slowly came to completely replace his share of warmth and pity for his wife.

“Ahhh!!!!!” Qingshu screamed and before she could react, she saw her husband picked up by the colorful lark behind him...

The wings were heavily stirred and the power of the colorful lark was amazing. It flew into the air with its own long-picked tortoise and waited until the end of its life before it threw the man to the ground.

Green Shu watched her husband fall, fell fleshly blurred, her whole person collapsed, and went after that colorful lark from nowhere...

But when she jumped on the roots of the tree, screaming and screaming, all the original sweeping magicians were attacked by colorful larks, countless bodies pierced through the chest were brutally thrown down, because no one was guarding against colorful larks, the number of deaths and injuries was amazing!!

Green Shu no longer recognized the colorful lark that killed her husband, and she stood there, incredibly watching the colorful lark kill mankind. Where would she have thought that the colorful larks she regarded as mascots just a short time ago would suddenly become butchers, they killed no worse than the mountain men, relaxed warriors and hunters lost a lot of money, blood stained all over this sky tree again, screaming and echoing!

……

Under the trunk of the tree, several senior executives were discussing plans for the future of this whole outer Kunming Mountain, and the sound came from not far away, and they all frowned.

“What's going on?” Sun Jun immediately opened his eyes and asked coldly.

“We were attacked.” A communications officer responded immediately.

“Are those scumbag sparrows? How dare you? Then don't blame us for being rude!!” The child smiled coldly.

I was going to give these scumbag sparrows a while longer. If they are willing to migrate, let them go. Who knows they actually attacked these magicians on their own initiative, then destroy them directly!!

“No, it's... it's a colorful lark!! It's colorful larks attacking us!!!” The voice of the correspondent is loud and can be heard by everyone.

Nie Lengshan, Sun Jun Yun, Children's Sang, Wang Daguao all stood still, rushed to a wider field of view, ran to the position of the root slope, and immediately discovered that those colorful larks who had just hunted down the mountaineers went wildly to the military magicians and hunter magicians!!

Everyone is sweeping the battlefield, happy to harvest the spoils of war, because they have always been your battle allies before the seven colored larks, and have not seen them attack any person, so everyone subconsciously believes that the seven colored larks are a kind of human friendliness, even if they fly back, they do not care too much to fly very close to everyone, how do you know that they are the true demons of death, how many people have died under their claws and pecked!!

Blood is reapplied, the previous drizzle has not dried out, but under the crown purple tree is another stark red...

“What the hell is going on, why are these colorful larks attacking us!! ”

“Damn, what are you doing, fighting back!! ”

“Team Two is dead! ”

“Staff Sergeant, all seven are dead. ”

“There are too many enemies out there!!! ”

Under the tree sky, demon sparrows and larks are constantly intertwined, they are good at diving attacks, slave class demon sparrows are not opponents of these elite magicians, but the power of colorful larks is not less than that of mountain people, when they appear at dangerous distances of humankind, the legions of magicians are devastated.

Not long ago, humans and colorful larks surrounded and exterminated the fierce mountain people, who could have imagined that humans had been massacred by these colorful larks at this moment!!

“How is it possible, how is it possible, that they know that we are going to expel them from the Crown Purple Tree??? ”

“Impossible, they have no reason to understand our language!” The child is facing ashes.

“To evacuate, you must evacuate here!” Nie Lengshan said heavily.

If they were prepared, colorful larks would not necessarily have caused such killings, but they had reacted too late, killing hundreds of magicians tragically under their ruthless dive.

“But…”

“Whatever the reason, we must evacuate, and those slave-grade sparrows circle in the outer periphery, not only to interfere with our release of magic, but also to besiege us under trees and must be killed before they form a cage, or none of us will leave alive!” Nie Lengshan said.

In terms of combat, Nieh Lengshan has absolute decision-making power. Even though children still have more reluctance, they can only agree with Nieh Lengshan's decision.

“These bloody colorful larks, when we get back to the city, will surely bring a bigger army to destroy them!!!” Children are still angry.

“Everybody take my orders and go east!!” Mount Nieh's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

With such a phonetic magician in command, the military and the hunters got a little organized. They gathered under the massacre of those colorful larks and stood very hard on some feet...

And those magicians who didn't join the battalion in time, despite their desperate efforts to rush here, it was hard to resist the mad pursuit of colorful larks, watching their companions fall down one after the other, many people cried more than once, obviously it was a huge victory, why suddenly this is the case!!

……

Under the command of Mount Nieh, the soldiers and hunters still revived the flag drum under heavy losses. They launched a magical counterattack, roaring at the continuous magic in the air, and also killed many colorful larks. Unfortunately, the big picture has been dumped, and they must choose to flee!

“Soul song - mutilation!! ”

Nieling Mountain lips quickened, every note sounded like a huge drum of death, that drum went directly into the soul of the seven colored larks, to let these seven colored lark souls break, break, go, rest in peace!!

Nelenshan did not easily use this soul song, really saw the people around him die one by one, angry and crowned, he tried to damage his soul to play the death medal to these colorful larks!

The mutilation song extinguished all the noise. In the air, like countless death messengers circled with black breath, the range was quite wide. The seven colored larks that crashed into this mutilation song first swayed like drunk, without a sense of balance. A moment later, they began to bleed their pupils, mouths, ears, and one of them was suddenly sucked away by the ghost. They fell straight down, and fell completely faceless...

The corpse of a colorful lark is like rain. This massive life-threatening trophy eases the immense threat to everyone's life. The soldiers and hunters never thought that Mount Nero could be so powerful. The killing power of a soul trophy is comparable to that of a super-major!!

“Attaboy, Nile Mountain!” Sun Jun and the children also spoke out loudly.

This song kills quite a few colorful larks, quite a relief. It also lets these colorful larks know that their human magicians are in no way easy to mess with, let alone slaughter!!

After completing the entire funeral song, Nie Lengshan couldn't help but take a long breath...

Soul songs are very effective, but they still can't solve the current crisis. When he bites his teeth, he actually starts again. Mumbling the spell, he intends to do it again!

“Cold Mountain, don't...” A woman officer saw him so desperately, rushing to stop him.

“We don't have a choice. We can't let everyone die here.” Nieh Lengshan did not listen, but started playing again, but this time his playing, his soul suffered a very heavy shock, few phonetic magicians dared to play this soul song in a row, it was like suicide!

“Pfft!!!! ”

Suddenly, a long, pointy branch descended from the sky and progressed to the ground without anyone responding...

Big tree, covered the day, everyone has not yet come out of the shady world under the tree layer, this life-taking branch is like a spear of death thrown by the gods, just like that penetrated from the top of the head of Mount Nero...

“Cold Mountain!!!!!!” The woman burst into tears and screamed painfully.

The spear that descended quickly retracted, lifted Niehl Mountain, and the crowd raised their heads, but did not see the figure of the leader of Niehl Mountain. Only a few drops of blood fell on everyone's face...

A fear that strikes the soul directly at everyone!!

What is that!!

What the hell is that!!

In a blink of an eye, he punctured Nieh Leng Mountain and drew Nieh Leng Mountain to the high tree layer...

Everyone's spiritual pillar, Mount Nielen, died just like this?

What killed him!!!

The woman officer who had just stood beside Mount Nelen looked up at her head and had not left the tree layer above for a moment...

When she first arrived here, when the female officer saw the crown purple tree, her heart was shocked by this beautiful and magnificent view of nature's miracle. Never thought there would be such a dreamy image of a fairy in the world, covering the sun, and the crown of a cloud top tree touching heaven more.

But at this point, when she looks up at her incredibly huge figure, she feels chilly... even her whole body begins to spasm!!

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