Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 Illidan is very sick.

　　 Just to intimidate the saboteur, he sucked up all the fel energy in a saboteur, and now his fel energy has burned a large arcane circuit.

　　 But at this moment, he hopes to join the battle very much, and there seems to be a voice urging him to vent the evil energy in his body.

　　 When Illidan came to the wall, there were already a large number of doomsday guards flying towards the wall with flapping wings.

　　Although the moon guards who dominated the geographical advantage relied on the defensive array to interweave a dense air defense firepower net in the low air, when a large number of enemies charge desperately, no matter how tight defense is, there will always be loopholes.

　　 One after another huge doomsday guards stepped onto the walls of Black Raven Fortress, their huge **** hooves trampled on the wall, and the devastating shock spread, many magic circles lost their effect.

　　 At the same time, the green Fel Energy Transmission Arrays lighted up, and the Doomsday Guard began to summon demons on the spot.

　　 "Can't let them succeed!"

　　 Illidan simply teleported to the head of the tallest demon.

　　 Arcane light flashed, Illidan felt the incomparable pain that fel energy burned his body.

　　 "It seems that arcane magic can't be used indiscriminately for the time being, or that's OK, then I will let these demons enjoy my fist!"

　　 The gluttonous staff is in hand, clearly a staff for casting spells, at this time it has become a staff for knocking people.

　　 Facing the tall doomsday guard, Illidan directly jumped high, his staff held high, and his head covered his face was a stick.

　　 The Doomsday Guard waved the long sword burning with the fel flame in his hand, blocking Illidan's blow, and the huge force made the demon step back.

　　 Just when he wanted to counterattack, Illidan smiled contemptuously, turned around half a circle to the right with his left leg as the fulcrum, and raised his wand again and drew it towards the devil's left leg.

　　 The guard of the doomsday was caught off guard and was smashed into the ground. He knelt down with a bend in his left leg.

　　 Illidan jumped up again and hit the devil's head again.

　　 At a critical moment, the Doomsday Guard roared and blocked the staff again with a long sword.

At this moment, Illidan roared grimly: "Go back to the Twisted Void and reflect on it, bastard!" The Doomsday Guard realized that Illidan had handed the staff to his right hand, and his left hand had already gathered. Tuan himself is very familiar with the energy-fel energy!

"Do not!"

　　 In the fear of the doomsday guard, the fel energy in Illidan's left hand turned into a faint green light beam and shot out directly, piercing the body of the doomsday guard, tearing him in half.

　　 Illidan enjoyed the moment when he attacked the devil with fel energy. He felt that the ease of fel energy leaving his body was intertwined with the beauty of revenge. The feeling was really unspeakable and joyful.

　　 At this moment, he is no longer willing to think about the arcane circuit in his body. He just hopes to destroy all enemies in front of him with the devastating energy in his body.

　　 "Hahahaha!" Illidan laughed frantically, "Come on, bastard-see who destroys whom!"

　　 Illidan, who rushed into the guard of the doomsday, began to kill.

For Illidan, who had mastered the monk's evasion skills, it was difficult for the heavy Destruction Guard to hit him. On the contrary, with the help of Drunk Wind, the Rod of Gourmet exerted an extraordinary attack power and was drawn. All the demons on the body were broken and fractured.

　　 while Illidan used the power of fel arbitrarily.

　　 The pain of burning the body by the evil energy is not as happy as the happiness brought by revenge. Illidan remembered the village after village that had been burned down, and the wailing innocent civilians.

　　 In the dark night, Illidan incarnates as a green ghost, carrying out his revenge among the demons, one after another destruction guards fell at his feet, and soon the entire city wall was cleared.

　　 In front of Illidan's terrifying record, the Moon Guard was stunned for the first time. No one has ever been able to rush into the demons and kill them. Everything Illidan has done is far more shocking than using magic shock.

　　 "Dark night...elf...don't think...you, you won..."

The last demon that fell was still struggling, "I am...immortal...I will...come back..."

　　 "You will never again!" Illidan stepped on his back, "Your fel power belongs to me-and your soul..."

　　 Illidan carried his left hand on his head. The evil energy in the demon was quickly pulled out, and his soul failed to return to the Twisting Void, instead it became the nourishment for the rod of gluttony.

　　 "will become a part of this world, as an atonement."

　　……………………

The Staff of Gourmet is made from the branches of Garnia, the world tree. Ghania has an unimaginable vitality. This is why Zuifeng named this staff Gourmet—as long as Zuifeng wants it, this The staff can absorb almost all energy and turn them into nourishment to nourish their growth. Drunk Feng even feels that if there is a chance, this staff might grow into a new world tree!

　　 And as Illidan began to vent his anger, Drunk Wind was rarely presumptuous once, and he began to let the staff absorb the soul of the devil, and the Staff of Gourmet also had a faint tendency to grow.

　　 After the failed raid of the Doomsday Guard ~www.ltnovel.com~ Varoson obviously did not give up.

　　 The tall captain of the queen's guard rode his nightsaber to the front of the walls of Black Rook Fort.

　　 "Ravencrest! Come out-let's fight!" Varoson yelled, "How about a commander's showdown?"

"You don't deserve to do it with Lord Ravencrest!" Illidan answered the question. Now that he knows that Varoson has made a lot of preparations for Ravencrest, how can he easily allow his commander and others to single out. Well, "I want Master Ravencrest to take action and ask Azshara to come out!"

　　 Azshara's name obviously irritated Varosen, and Varosen was furious when someone called his goddess' name so disdainfully.

　　 "The kid who doesn't know the height of the sky-let me teach you what etiquette is!"

　　 The angry Varoson took off his helmet and jumped off the Nightsaber.

　　 With the flickering fel flame shining on, the winding scar on Varoson's face was so terrifying. Illidan had heard of the source of the scar-in the hunting meeting to please Azshara, Varoson left behind in order to defeat the most powerful prey. This was the direct reason why he was able to join the Queen's Guard.

　　 Varoson is undoubtedly a powerful fighter, but Illidan is not afraid. He jumped off the wall lightly, came to Varoson, and hooked his fingers.

　　 An angry Varoson began to charge immediately. (To be continued.)