Chapter 2095 Storm City Lord

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"That person is using tricks on the spiritual level of the soul to test Stormwind City. The abilities at this level are at least holy level, and they are hidden very well.

I rushed here as soon as possible, but I didn't find any clues! "Long Wuhou said seriously.

"I just searched the surrounding area, and apart from the two saints who came to our Stormwind City, I didn't find any other saints." Marquis Yanwu looked down at Stormwind City below.

"I feel that this storm celebration will be very unusual. He can come and go without a trace under the eyes of our three saint-level powerhouses. This person's strength, or his hiding ability, is definitely very strong ”

Marquis Feng Wu shook his head slightly: "I just hope nothing big happens this time. I heard that the elves will also send someone into the secret realm this time."

"What? Are they going to send people too? Doesn't it mean that the elves' physique is not suitable for entering the secret realm." Marquis Yanwu said in surprise.

"I don't know, that's what I heard the city lord said anyway. It's a pity that the city lord is not in the city now, otherwise he would probably be able to find the person just now." Feng Wuhou said.

"Marquis Yanwu, you should also enter the secret realm this time." Marquis Longwu looked at Marquis Yanwu.

"She has not reached fifty this year, so she can still go in once." As soon as Feng Wuhou finished speaking, a beam of flame flew past his ear.

"How many times have I told you not to tell me my age!" Marquis Yanwu glared at Marquis Fengwu, then looked at Marquis Longwu and said, "This year is the last time I enter the secret realm.

My current strength is at the four-star peak saint level. I hope to take this opportunity to break through to the five-star saint level, or even the six-star saint level! "

Marquis Yanwu glanced at Marquis Fengwu: "At least he can't be worse than this old guy."

"Hahahaha. Your talent is already better than mine. At your age, I have just reached Half-Saint." Feng Wuhou said casually.

"Hmph. If I don't waste time with you, I'll go get some beauty sleep." Marquis Yanwu turned around and left, disappearing under the night sky.

Marquis Feng Wu and Marquis Long Wu looked at each other and smiled.

"This little guy was only in his twenties when we first met. I didn't expect that he would now become a powerful Saint-level man in his own right." Long Wuhou said with emotion.

"Who says otherwise? My cousin said that her talent is above the three of us. If given the chance, she might be able to reach his height." Feng Wuhou said.

Marquis Longwu sighed: "The Lord of Stormwind City is now an eight-star saint, and the scenery he sees is completely different."

There was a little sadness in Marquis Long Wu's tone.

Marquis Feng Wu looked at Marquis Long Wu and patted Marquis Long Wu on the shoulder: "Old Long, don't talk about this. If you hadn't been injured, with your talent and your dragon bloodline, you would have expressed your love to me. There’s no problem with him being side by side.”

Marquis Long Wu said nothing, but his eyes were filled with deep thoughts.

"Okay, let's retreat first. We can't find anyone with that saint-level powerhouse. Maybe he's just participating in this storm celebration and doesn't want to be too public.

At worst, we three Wuhous should pay more attention during this period. "After saying this, Marquis Feng Wu said goodbye to Marquis Long Wu and left.

Long Wuhou flew alone in the air.

"Saint-level powerhouse." Long Wuhou muttered. He couldn't help but think of the young saint-level powerhouse that Li Qingpo reported to him during the day. Could it be him?

There is a high possibility that it is the mysterious young man.

A saint-level powerhouse who is less than thirty years old has quite terrifying potential. I don't know if he is a monster cultivated by that big force.

You can pay a visit tomorrow.

Long Wuhou was thinking in his mind.

At this time, dozens of miles to the left of the Eternal Forest, several rays of light and shadow flew out and landed on the ground.

In front of them were the traces of the battle, and on the ground were the strength of hundreds of Warcraft.

Without exception, they are all legendary level, and there is also a monster with only its head left.

"The pinnacle of the legendary level, the Nightmare Demon Sheep. Or the Demon Sheep Group, who could have done this?" A middle-aged man in a blue robe looked at the scene in front of him, his expression becoming serious.

Next to the middle-aged man stood several people in robes. These people had white skin and pointed ears.

This look is nothing more than that of the elves.

"These monsters are all fatal with one move, and all of them have had their magic crystals taken away." An elf elder said after checking all the monsters.

A female elf elder closed her eyes, her body radiated light, and then opened her eyes: "There are residues of fire and thunder attributes."

"We felt the unusual energy fluctuations here, and it took us less than thirty breaths to arrive.

This person's battle can't last more than a hundred breaths at most! In one hundred breaths of time, he hunted so many magical beasts, including one at the peak of the legendary level.

This person's strength is definitely a first-rate existence among the saints. " said a gray-haired elf elder.

"Above me." The middle-aged man said, thinking that he could not do this.

"Lord of Stormwind City. Among the people who came to Stormwind City to participate in the Storm Festival this time, are there such strong saint-level experts?" asked the elf elder.

This middle-aged man is the Lord of Stormwind City!

The Lord of Stormwind City shook his head: "No. The saint-level powerhouses participating in the Storm Celebration are all under fifty years old. Whether they are humans or orcs, five

I don’t have anyone under the age of ten who has that kind of fighting ability in my head. "

"It seems that there are uninvited guests in this Storm Festival." The elf elder frowned.

"Don't worry, elf elder. This Storm Festival will be successfully held in Stormwind City. There will be no problems!" Stormwind City Lord promised.

"Stormwind City Lord, please go back to Stormwind City first. We will see each other in three days." The elf elder said.

"Well. Goodbye." Stormwind City Lord left.

The elf elders who stayed in place were still looking at the battlefield in front of them.

"Grand Elder. This time, such a character appeared in the Storm Festival. Do we still want the princess to continue to participate in this Storm Festival?" The female elf elder said worriedly.

"No! The Elf King said that the things in it are very important to us, and it is related to whether our Eternal Forest can survive this disaster." The Elf Elder said seriously.

"We invited a lot of people this time. They all owed us elves favors, or we promised them some benefits.

I believe they can help the princess complete this mission!" said an elf elder.

"I just hope that everything will go well this time." The Elf Elder looked at the huge ancient tree in the Eternal Forest.

In the sky above this place, a person is floating there, but his presence cannot be seen by the naked eye, and his breath is almost completely hidden.

"Fortunately, I acted quickly, otherwise there would be unnecessary trouble." Ye Hao muttered to the person below.

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