Most beautiful and crazy doctor: Devil god, tease lightly!

In the next few days, they were composed of several teams, led by the temple of light, with more and more people.

Some teams can't bear the crazy attack of the wave of Warcraft. After meeting the people in the temple of light, they decisively choose to join their brigade for shelter.

Not to mention how powerful the belief power of the temple of light is, it is safer to say that there are two priests Yan Jimo and Ouyang Qianqian in the team.

Of course, there are some really powerful people who don't need to stick together for security.

For example, those people who occasionally fly in the sky, or they have a strong flying pet. They can fly directly to the center of the magic forest without the influence of high star Warcraft.

Others are strong above level 9! Only when the strength reaches the level of Ninth level spirit warlock and ninth level warrior can you fly!

Those people are the ones who stand at the peak of strength!

Wei Yuxuan looked at a figure flying in the sky and said with envy: "one day, I will become so powerful..."

"Hmm!" Qin Shijiang nodded and clenched his fist, "let's work hard!"

Sima Siyuan habitually attacked his companions, "OK, don't dream. Wipe your saliva first."

Ye Lan shot an arrow into the eye of a lightning mouse and said in a cold voice, "don't talk nonsense, kill the monster! If you slip away again, you will become the belly meal of Warcraft. Be a master in your next life!"

"Well, captain..."

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Such a wave of Warcraft, whether day or night, is the same danger! Yan Jimo asked everyone to take turns to rest and fight, so as to ensure everyone's physical strength and avoid overdraft, consumption and excessive fatigue.

On the way forward, they also met two other large teams composed of multiple teams.

One is headed by the royal family of Xia state, and the largest mercenary regiment in the East mainland is headed by the aegis mercenary regiment.

The two brigades obviously didn't want to have too much communication with the temple of light, but they didn't want to offend. After simply saying hello, they went in different directions.

The closer to the center of the magic forest, the more Warcraft, the higher the star level of Warcraft, and the greater the degree of danger.

Yan Jimo and Ouyang Qianqian kept releasing group priest skills such as group light healing, group dispelling and soul stimulation. When their spiritual power was exhausted, they immediately supplemented the spirit returning potion.

But even so, there were casualties in the team.

No matter how powerful their group treatment is, they can't save people who are killed by Warcraft!

There were many people in the team who had the idea of retreating.

"Jianchen, we'd better go back. This is not where we should come..." Feng Xiaoyue's voice was already crying.

"Fang Ershao, I also think we'd better go back..." Meng daoyang said in a trembling voice.

Fang Aoyu was also a man who cherished his life. He hesitated.

Zhou Jianchen said: "it's too late to go back now. The Warcraft in the forest are crazy. There is a wave of Warcraft everywhere. If we leave the big army, we will only die!"

Zhou Jianchen's words immediately silenced those who wanted to leave.

Ye Lan can't care about anything else now. It's unrealistic to expect Yan Jimo and Ouyang Qianqian to protect everyone. We still have to find a way to save ourselves.

At the end of a battle, when Yan Jimo ordered to rest temporarily, Ye Lan took out a pile of medicine from his space pocket and sent it to Ye Xiang, Wei Yuxuan, Qin Shijiang and Sima Siyuan.

Wei Yuxuan was just injured in his leg. He quickly took a bottle of intermediate hemostatic and drank it. The injury on his leg immediately healed quickly with the naked eye!

He was surprised and said, "Captain, where did you get such a good thing?"

Ye lanbai glanced at him, "put it away. There's so much nonsense!"

Then the grass farted at the bottom of Ye Lan's heart, "it's really a group of inexperienced guys. What's this low-level medicine!"

Yan Jimo's nose stirred twice, then his eyes brightened, looked at the medicine bottle in Wei Yuxuan's hand, and looked deeply at Ye Lan