The Domestic Hero

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"Ah ~"

Among the three demon gods above, the dark demon **** Mamen sighed, his eyes full of disappointment. Due to rules and oaths, Mamen could not reveal any information on the side of the magic flame to Prince Nightblade.

It's just that even if Moyan is very strong, Yeblade's kid is too reckless, and he didn't figure out the enemy's reality, he directly launched the attack.

The three demon gods with God's perspective, and countless audiences. In fact, when he saw the night attack of Prince Night Blade, he already judged his end.

The real military power of His Highness is more than double that of Yeblade, and he still has a mentally and unintentionally defender who will lose before hell.

"The kid of Demon Flame is too mean, not only hides the military power." An audience of a night demon aristocrat roared angrily. "It still continues to arrange tricks to lure and force His Highness Night Blade to attack."

"Fart." The audience of the Inferno Devil sneered and scolded, "This is clearly our heroic demon flames, both brave and brilliant. What kind of kid you are, but the son of the big devil, dare to call your highness, how can you tell us ratio?"

"Hehe ~" Satan Demon God smiled with pride, "This battle, my child Moyan won." He was in a good mood, he had participated in **** conference countless times, but only this time, let He was so ups and downs.

"Huh ~ This kid is not very young, but he is very ruthless." The Dark Demon Mamen was very unhappy, "Satan, what kind of race are you the son of? Which style of behavior is completely different from that of your purgatory demon clan, no? Wouldn't it be your own? "

"Oh, let you be a fart." Satan Demon God smiled back, "This God is alive and old, so that he will not even admit his bloodline. My child Moyan's bloodline is extremely pure, and looks younger than this God. It ’s exactly the same, you look at the mighty wings, the majestic magic horns, the domineering body, it looks more and more like it. "

The Satan demon not only looks more and more like it, but also looks more and more likes it. This is the most precious gift given to him by the goddess of hell.

The son of Moyan is better than he imagined. The task of unifying **** in the future may fall on his shoulders.

"Oh, your son wants to win, I'm afraid there are still some variables." The fallen demon Samel, who has been silent, sneered. "Look at where is Asmode?"

"what?"

The Satan Demon was shocked and focused his attention on Asmode. As expected, the army of Asmode, "trapped" in the sandstorm, somehow quietly approached the Demon Flame Camp for dozens of miles.

For dozens of miles, for Asmode ’s army, it was only a charge that could arrive.

That is to say, Asmode can cut into the battlefield at any time and combine with the army of Prince Nightblade to attack the magic flame.

"This kid is cunning enough." Satan Devil looks very bad.

Once Asmode now cuts into the battlefield, I am afraid it will cause great pressure to the magic flame. In the end of this battle, no one dares to guarantee who loses or wins.

at the same time.

Asmode riding on a nightmare beast, listening to the report of the undead assassin Disea, his expression is also very dignified.

"Chief, that Devil Flame Son is really very cunning." Sophia, the fallen angel, became more and more angry. "He is too capable of hiding, obviously his overall strength is so strong, but he must be pretending. No, we must attack immediately, once the night The Prince of Blades team is eliminated, and the next one will be our turn. "

Asmodeus frowned slightly: “It ’s not right, it ’s really something wrong. The overall strength of Mo Yan is much stronger than either of us. But it ’s weaker than me and Prince Night Blade ’s team. All in all. It stands to reason that the other party will do everything possible to delay our army. "

"How come there is no delay !?" Sophia sneered, "Isn't the other party sending Elsa, trying to deceive us from stopping us?"

The rest of the generals also replied: "Boss, what are you still hesitating? The longer the time, the more unfavorable to us. The night blade prince's team, there are only more than 700 people left. Once night blade The prince was defeated and we can only escape. "

"Subpoena, attack." Asmode is also a very decisive person, knowing that the opportunity is fleeting.

At this extremely critical moment, even if it is only delayed for a quarter of an hour, the final battle situation will be very different.

As soon as Asmode ordered, the army under his command acted instantly.

One hundred giant reloaded corpses took the lead and rushed towards Wang Yan's position with great strides. Each reloaded corpse demon is huge like a hill, holding a giant shield in one hand and a giant mace in one hand.

Reloading the Corpse Demon is one of the main battle arms of the Fallen Demon Realm. The body and bones have been tempered for a long time by the gas of death, and they are not afraid of swords and guns or magic. The most important thing is that they have no negative emotions such as pain, fear and so on.

And they are extremely large. The Purgatory Demon is also a tall and burly race, but compared with the heavy corpse demons, it will feel like a dwarf.

Even the ogres that are also developing in the same direction are just a short stump in front of the heavy corpses.

It can be seen that once the corpse group charge is formed, any race and arms will retreat.

Originally, according to the principle, in this quicksand zone, reloading the corpse demon is also restricted by the terrain, and it will fall into quicksand when running. However, there are one hundred lich in Asmode's team.

Lich flesh is very fragile, but each of them is a wise master of magic, especially in undead magic.

Lich dresses are extremely gorgeous, each wearing a death crown in line with their status, holding a bone wand, and waving it with one hand, the quicksand ground is covered with countless dry bones.

More than a hundred liches are floating above the reloaded corpse demon, while casting spells, the energy fluctuations in the sky are as horrible as the end of the world is coming.

At the foot of the giant reloaded corpse demon, a skeletal avenue that continues to grow and grow. Each step of the reloaded corpse demons was a loud noise, carrying their majestic bodies, and bursting bones flying all over the sky.

At the same time, hundreds of skeleton warriors followed, and they were small and fast.

Don't underestimate these skeleton magic soldiers.

This is not the skeletons of the necromancers on earth that have been almost extinct, and pieced together. In fact, they are all real undead life, which can be cultivated and evolved under the law of death.

Although most of the skeleton magic soldiers are half-step S-level strength. However, there are also some legendary skeleton warriors with special image and strong breath.

This skeleton demon corps alone, once it enters the plane of the earth, can definitely set off a huge catastrophe, and the massacre of the country is not a problem.

The left wing of the corpse demon is a hundred fallen angels, their armor is complete, at least they are also a second holy weapon. Most of those legendary fallen angel warriors have their own holy tools.

Compared with undead creatures such as corpse demons, skeleton demons, liches, dark elves, etc., fallen angels are the real masters of the fallen demons. Their strength and extraordinary potential are not inferior to those of purgatory demons.

The only thing missing is the quantity. In the entire world of hell, the number of fallen angels is far inferior to the purgatory demon clan, and even inferior to the night demon clan.

On the right wing of the reloaded corpse demon is a group of skeletal dragons soaring in the sky. They are all powerful combat arms transformed from the holy tree of death using the dragon's body.

Each skeletal dragon is legendary. And here, there are fifty skeletal dragons. They are much larger than lions, scorpions and beasts.

How strong is this team, and it can even stiff some **** city pools.

Overbearing and fierce.

at the same time.

In Wang Yan's camp.

When the army of Asmode had charged towards the position, the crowd was not at all nervous. In particular, Wang Yan said with a relaxed expression: "It seems that Asmode's guy is smarter and more cautious than expected. The time to enter the battlefield is earlier than I expected."

"Should I shoot?" The desert emperor smiled coldly, "I'm almost bored to death."

"Wait a second," Camus said, "wait for them to get closer, and then get closer. But now, we can let go of our hands and feet and clean up the Prince of Blades. Soldiers from the earth, please trouble you to capture the Prince of Blades. "

"Hehe ~ Amitabha, the young monk has long been unhappy with seeing Ye Ren's kid." Wu Wubaoxiang said solemnly, saying the Buddha's trumpet, "A devil is more handsome than the young monk, and sees how the young monk lowers the demon. "

Let's just say, Wu Wu Jie is like a war buddha, with a golden shield shield all over his body, rushing out.

"Cut the demon and eliminate the demon, how can I be my little Heavenly Master?" Zhang Weidao stepped across the ground and appeared in the air like a contraction, with a blue amulet in his hand. Scattered to the sky, cast a spell, "Sifangtian will listen to my orders, and thunder to the demon."

The azure-blue rung floated in the sky, and a violent electric current burst out in no time, and the electric currents were connected together, and immediately expanded to form a huge lightning ball.

"Boom!" "Sky Thunder" blasted towards the prince of Night Blade who was trapped.

Looking at a sky thunder alone, the power seems to be ordinary, just equivalent to the full blow of a half-step S-class master. However, those sky thunders are numerous and dense, and even demigod-level masters will see their scalp explode.

Sky Lei is extremely fast, and Sky Lei has always contained the property of breaking demons.

Night Blade Prince was hit a dozen times in a row, and the dark magic around him was rippling, as if to be broken. He suddenly became nervous.

Can't fight anymore.

Retreat ~

Now only by retreating can we save our lives.

"Roar!"

Prince Night Blade roared, and the rich dark magic in the body contracted violently, almost condensing into a tiny spot. In an instant, that tiny spot quickly spread and expanded again.

Like a black shock wave, it diffused away in all directions.

Where it passed, the space was distorted and broken, revealing the true face of the four-dimensional space without light. The shock wave of space debris seems to be more powerful, and even the legendary reloaded ogres in the state of shield defense are like a flat boat in the storm and flew out.

The giant shield of the second holy weapon in his hand also cracked.

"Huh, it's a little bit of Ye Ren's kid." Wang Yan couldn't help but praised, "This trick is still a bit powerful, if our ogres are not reinstalled in the body, if we rely on the flesh to go up, It is estimated that more than half will be lost. "

"Humph!"

The desert emperor's face was more dignified, but his mouth was disdainful, "It is estimated to be desperately tricky. In the desert, he is definitely not my opponent."

In fact, this sentence also reveals the real thought of the desert emperor. If it is not in the desert environment and the night blade prince singles out, who loses and wins he really is not sure.

After all, it is the demigod-level strongman who underestimated the world of hell.

After making this move, shocked all the princes of Night Blade surrounded, his face pale for a while, he swallowed secretly blood, immediately waved his wings, pulled out of the air, ready to escape from the battlefield.

The move just now was fierce, but the price he paid was not small.

If you are trapped in a battlefield dominated by ogres, sooner or later you will be exhausted, and then chopped into pieces by the ogres. Heinous Demon Boy, where did he recruit so many legendary ogres?

Especially the most powerful ones are already legendary peaks.

Unexpectedly, Prince Yeblad had just flew a hundred meters high, and heard a rant: "Amitabha, please give steps to Lord Yeblade."

A bald monk, the body is constantly expanding, the muscles and bones and the skin are all showing gold, and a translucent golden energy shield is condensed around the body.

On the wall of the energy arc shield, there are countless Buddhist scriptures circulating like substance.

It seems that the five unstoppable vajra dharma bodies have been cultivated to an extremely brilliant level, and they are only stronger than the contemporary ascetic monks of the Prajna Monastery.

"boom!"

Fifth and no one punched the prince at Night Blade, Jin Cancan's energy of Buddha's light and dark energy intertwined and collided, igniting a fierce shock wave. In the distance, some of the eagle witches with insufficient strength twitched backwards.

Wu Wujie faced with a demi-level devil after all, he could not bear the energy shock wave to counterattack, his body flew out 100 meters, and blood donated in his mouth.

However, Prince Nightblade was no better than him. He flew out for seven or eight meters, and a blood donation forced by himself forced him to finally spur out. His eyes were horrified. What is this monster guy?

The power of that punch is so strong and so destructive.

It's no wonder that the practice of the ascetic monk in Prajna Monastery is all on his body. Pay attention to the continuous development of physical potential, fights are one punch, one rarely uses foreign objects.

Cultivation of strength to the point of not stopping, his body is the strongest weapon, and the saint relic in the body is the most powerful energy supply point. If he sat down, his golden body would not be corrupted for hundreds of thousands of years.

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