Fighting A Strong Enemy [I]

No one taught Chen Han to distinguish the difference between forest elves and dark elves, but judging from the current situation, how could the elves mixed with dwarves and western dragons be forest elves?

What's more, one of the dark elves, Chen Han, had met before. He was the bastard who first discovered them and chased them all the way to corner them.

"You..."

"Lei Ze, get up and slaughter the living!"

Before the dark elf could cry out in alarm, Chen Han suddenly lifted up the big man lying on the ground, cut his wrist with one finger, and immediately sprinkled strands of blood on the newly refined battle ax and armor.

Clatter...

A large pile of top-quality spirit stones fell from his body, and was collected into the storage ring by the quick-sighted Chen Han, but they had already fallen into the fiery eyes of the other party.

Lingshi was the name of Yanhuang cultivators, and it becomes a magic spar in the mouth of a magician.