Chapter 376 Actually, I Like You

Meng Lan led more than 300 people under her command to move quickly in the mountains and forests. These 300 people were all strong men above the heavenly rank, among which the most were at the holy level.

With such a small team, coupled with the leadership of a high-level god-level powerhouse like Meng Lan, the strength displayed in the local war is absolutely terrifying.

Soon, there were bursts of energy fluctuations in front, the sound of fighting, and the screams shook the sky.

This is the two tribes under the Ming tribe united to strangle a team of Mongolian tribe's guards. This team of Mongolian tribe's guards has suffered heavy casualties, and it will not be long before the entire army is wiped out.

"Kill!" Meng Lan shouted arrogantly, and led the team of more than 300 people to kill them like a sharp arrow.

Qi Bei waved the thick-backed broadsword in his hand, and chopped off three heads with one strike.

In this cruel war, no one is right and who is wrong. It is right for others to die at your hands, so don't blame anyone for your death at others' hands.

Qi Bei slashed and killed bravely while observing. After this observation, he suddenly found that his previous guess was indeed correct. One of these two tribes was the Fen tribe. It was just a sense of the soul, but Ke Lier was hundreds of miles away. She probably avoided there when the battle started. Otherwise, her strength might be exposed.

At this time, a god-level powerhouse smashed several holy-level powerhouses in Menglan's team, but he directly charged towards Qi Bei. He swung his sword in the air, and a blade of lightning with concentrated divine power struck towards Qi Bei.

"Nimma, how do I hide here? It's too suspicious to be able to dodge the attacks of god-level powerhouses." Qi Bei muttered in his heart.

And at this moment, a silver spear suddenly stabbed towards this side, smashing the blade light directly, and passing through the heart of the god-level powerhouse in an instant.

Qi Bei raised his head and saw Meng Lan's figure floating above him, killing several god-level powerhouses on the other side.

"It's okay." Qi Bei said in his heart, sideways avoiding the slash of a Fen tribe warrior, and directly shattered his balls with his leg.

Forget it, let's pretend to be obsequious, Qi Bei thought in his heart, but his figure was following behind several members of Menglan's team, letting them rush to kill, and he was only responsible for blocking some sniper arrows.

At this moment, Qi Bei suddenly felt a strange aura fluctuation that made him a little frightened, and then, a black shadow exuded a wave of witch power all over his body, and rushed like a ghost towards Meng Lan, who was killing all directions.

"Fen Tian..." Qi Bei focused his eyes, he had always felt that his aura was very dangerous, now he can see what level he has reached.

Meng Lan also shrank his pupils, feeling an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart. He didn't expect such a small tribe to have such a level of master.

Fen Tian waved his hands, and two whirlwinds of black witch power pinched Meng Lan from left to right.

This whirlwind of witchcraft didn't seem to have much power, but Meng Lan's whole body tensed up instantly, and with a soft shout, his figure flashed a few times, and the silver gun in his hand shone with dazzling brilliance, split into two, and pointed at the two black whirlwinds of witchcraft.

But Qi Bei below could see that Meng Lan originally planned to teleport away to fight back, but the space was blocked by powerful witch power, she couldn't dodge out, she was already passive, so that the last blow seemed a bit forced.

"Fen Tian, ​​it's really different. He was originally a wind magician, but now he has integrated wind magic into the power of witchcraft, and his attack methods are also extremely strange." Qi Bei thought in his heart.

At this moment, the tip of the spear collided with two whirlwinds of witch power, and a huge amount of energy was scattered in all directions.

Those two whirlwinds of witch power split into hundreds of small whirlwinds in an instant, flying in all directions, and those who touched them were instantly smashed to pieces.

More than a dozen people rushed to Qi Bei's side, and several warriors from Menglan's team in front of him also died in an instant.

As for Qi Bei, his footsteps flashed strangely, and he passed by two small whirlwinds of witch power. He let his body be carried away, and simply lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Meng Lan was shocked and flew back in an instant. She looked at the team of more than 300 people she brought, almost killed more than half of them by the aftermath of the whirlwind of witchcraft, and her face turned livid. The corner of her mouth twitched, and suddenly she roared fiercely, her whole body was full of divine light, the silver gun in her hand moved forward, and suddenly trembled, making the sound of golden spears.

"God of War Sky Breaker Spear." Meng Lan's figure disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding scenery began to blur, as if there was only such a silver gun left in the world.

Suddenly, the silver spear pierced towards Fen Tian, ​​and the space seemed to be frozen at this moment, and then, the pieces shattered, the silver spear stirred countless space fragments, and hit Fen Tian's head directly.

Fen Tian's gaze also shrunk, the hideous scar on his face trembled, a black air rushed from the top of his head, suddenly turned into a giant centipede, rushed towards the silver gun, and those hundred long legs hugged the silver gun together.

The silver gun froze for a moment, and the broken space began to recover again.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Meng Lan's mouth, but the divine light on his body was even stronger.

"Void breaking!" Three words popped out of Meng Lan's mouth, and the jade hand that was covered with a layer of silver film pushed forward.

The silver spear suddenly disappeared, and it reappeared in Fen Tian's heart.

Fen Tian's figure twisted slightly, and a little black light burst out from his eyes.

"puff"

Fen Tian vomited blood and flew backwards, his heart was pierced by the silver spear.

And in an instant, the giant centipede suddenly had two wings on its back, and such a pair of wings pierced into Meng Lan's eyebrows in an instant.

The divine light on Meng Lan's body dimmed, a black light appeared all over his body, and he fell straight down, and black smoke began to rise from his body.

"Witch God Sacrifice?" Qi Bei murmured, shot up violently, picked up Meng Lan and flew away, she couldn't die now, he had to rely on her to find the Witch God Temple.

At this moment, the silver spear inserted into Fen Tian's heart suddenly turned into little silver lights and shattered, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his heart.

However, Fen Tian spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up, turning into a black gust of wind and chasing after him, as if the big hole in his heart didn't affect him at all.

However, Fen Tian chased for a while, but stopped, his eyes flickering.

"The back of that person is a bit familiar. It's really not easy to be able to hide under my nose." Fen Tian said in his heart, he stroked the hole in his heart with his hand, and the flesh and blood were reborn in an instant, without leaving any trace. However, he searched his memory, but he couldn't remember who the black-skinned tribal man was.

Qi Bei's divine power suppressed the black smoke rising from Meng Lan's body, he hugged her and hid for a while, until Fen Tian left, he did not appear.

At this time, Qi Bei stared at Meng Lan who was being swallowed up by the witch power all over her body, her eyes suddenly showed a icy cold color, in this state, she must be able to force her to find out where the witch temple is.

At this moment, Qi Bei's heart moved, and the coldness in his eyes instantly disappeared, and he withdrew the divine power that was suppressing her aura.

Then, Menglan groaned and opened her eyes, but immediately, she seemed to be aware of her physical condition, and her eyes dimmed.

"Fifth Miss, are you awake? I'll take you home." Qi Bei pretended to be surprised.

Meng Lan glanced at Qi Bei, shook her head slightly, and said, "You saved me? Why did you save me?"

Of course, I saved you because of the specific location of the Wushen Temple, Qi Bei thought, but his face was bewildered and helpless.

"Forget it, can you take me out of here?" Meng Lan said with a sigh.

"Okay." Qi Bei turned his mind, picked up Meng Lan and plundered towards the place opposite to the Mongolian tribe's village.

Qi Bei carried Meng Lan to a cave deep in the mountain and let her down.

"You go, let me fend for myself here." Meng Lan said calmly, as if he had accepted this reality.

"No, I will find a way to save you." Qi Bei said.

Meng Lan shook his head lightly, and said: "The Witch God Sacrifice used by that person has the original witch power of the Witch God, and there is no way to get rid of it."

"There must be a way. Is there no one in the Mongolian tribe who can save you?" Qi Bei asked.

"After the town witch god of our Meng tribe was killed by the dragon demon Qi Bei, no one can get rid of the witch power of this witch god sacrifice, unless..." Meng Lan said, she seemed to want to say something later, but she didn't know why.

"Unless what?" Qi Bei asked.

Meng Lan shook his head, shut his mouth and stopped talking.

"What the hell is it? Even if I go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil, I will help you do it." Qi Bei said swearingly.

Meng Lan looked at Qi Bei, his complexion was dark, but his facial features were good-looking, tough yet soft, looking closely, he was quite attractive.

"Why do you help me like this? If you help me, you may die." Meng Lan said.

"You saved me, I must repay you." Qi Bei said, paying attention to Meng Lan's expression. When he found that her expression hadn't changed, he thought for a moment, suddenly showed a squeamish look, and stammered: "Also, actually... Actually, I, the first time I saw you, I was... amazed, I, I like you."

Meng Lan was startled, and looked at Qi Bei in surprise, seeing that his black face had turned black and red, but he suddenly showed a smile. He was not the first person to confess to her, but he was definitely the weakest one.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Meng Lan asked.

"Don't be afraid, I can do anything for you." Qi Bei suddenly raised his head and said firmly.

Meng Lan pondered for a while, and said: "The only thing that can save me is in the witch temple of the Meng tribe."

As soon as Qi Bei heard the word Wushen Temple, he was shocked. It seemed that he was lucky.

"The head of the Witch God is enshrined in the Witch God Temple. This is also the core of the soul tablet in the Witch God Temple. Only by stealing this Witch God's head can we get rid of the source of the Witch God in my soul." Meng Lan said.

"Well...you tell the leader directly, won't he give you the head of the witch god?" Qi Bei asked.

"He... in his eyes, how can I compare to a witch god's head?" Meng Lan said coldly, as if recalling something from the past, her eyes suddenly filled with resentment. (To be continued.)