The Rise of the Cemetery

When the flames of the black and red abyss skyrocketed, the whole war situation entered a white-hot stage.

The abyss, the soul demon Chartullah stepped out of the flames, looked at the half-demon dressed up by the wizard not far away, and snorted to the ground in disdain.

"Damn miscellaneous, gutsless maggots, let the great Saltura teach you some demon etiquette today!"

The saliva spit on the ground made a strange noise, and a faint flame was flashing. This contemptuous action immediately angered the half-demon and half-dead demon wizard, and the piece of saliva seemed to smear on his face, burning in his heart, and his face was red with anger and anger stimulated by humiliation, and his fangs were angry. In addition, his eyes were fierce, and a fierce look that he wanted to choose.

Hit the demon shield in the left hand with the sheep's head staff in the right hand. The demon wizard was high on the dragon's neck and shouted loudly: "Damn demon, I will use your head to decorate my Staff, let your soul wailing forever beside me! "

There was hardly any need to add more oil and vinegar. The two commanders were already full of anger, and immediately left the battle around them behind, leaving only the **** opponent with **** 10,000 times in their eyes.

At this moment, on the gate above the bronze gate of the Devil's Castle, a faint and extremely fuzzy human figure is looking into the distance. Not only does the entire battlefield be glimpsed, but also the faint petite behind the castle. Figure.

Originally I wanted to secretly kill the succubus in the dark, but as a result I searched the entire castle and I couldn't find her figure, but now I only found the trace of her hasty escape. There was only a little hesitation between chasing the enemy and staying, and the girl chose to keep the current victory.

The devil wizard's kid usually looks calm and wise, but in the end has a half-demon blood, a simple stimulus and a **** battlefield will give him a desperate impulse. Although it is indeed a good strategy to lure enemies by one's body, let's look at the target too! A 9th-level wizard and a 11th-level bone dragon can play against a 17th-level Soul Demon Lord?

This is to send sheep into the tiger's mouth, okay!

The nymph is high in the city, and her consciousness fluctuates. Under her command, the death knight took the place of the undead, helping the abomination to continue to destroy the remaining long-horned demon, and the corpses raised their staff together and aimed the artillery at the little cowards who had occupied the advantage of the scene. .

As for the fire-burning demon who just cast a round of bursting fireballs, it ushered in the entanglement of countless vampire counts. And in that round of attack, 3 meat giants had been put down. The abominations that haven't been damaged by battle with the thick skinned long-horned demon now have such huge damage when they encounter the fire demon, and the spellcaster's terror power can be seen from this.

The five undeads who vacated their hands immediately called back, and began to intervene in the battle between the two commanders with a wolves siege tactic.

In just such a short half-hour, the demon wizard has been in distress several times in a row. The bone dragon underneath folded the left bone wing, broken the left forelimb, and even the tail was missing, and there was a fine crack in the middle of the head. Bone dragons and demon wizards are all smoky and flaming, and the pits hit by countless fire meteors in the land around them are still stubbornly burning. The deep and crisscross scratches on the shield of the demon wizard's left hand have almost cut it apart. Perhaps another violent impact will make this elaborate soul armament history.

The image of Soul Tullah, who judged the soul, was still complete, but the limping left leg and the still under the rib of blood showed that he was not completely harmless. As long as he is willing to pay the price of minor injuries, maybe two or three rounds will be able to cut the demon wizard under the sword.

Unfortunately, the undead came.

The 6th-class armies from the cemetery are similar in appearance to death, coupled with the huge and fierce death scythe held in their arms, they have become a desperate murderer. Five undead were floating in the air 2 meters above the ground, and the sharp blades with the roar of death did not leave the left and right of the soul demon Chartula. No matter how the demons attacked them, they were all black and red, slashing and slashing, with a soul touch of the whole body.

There have been 2 successful damage touch triggers, and Saltura's soul breath gradually fluctuated. Facing the hedgehog-like undead, the demon lord has no means to carry out quick kills, so he can't help but be controlled by the demon wizard. Although the "puncture" and "black magic" of the demon sorcerer succeeded and resisted, it also made sartula stunned for 2 seconds, and he was scratched with 5 huge blood holes by the necrotic sickle.

The wounds created by the undead are all attached to the lingering breath of death. Before being expelled cleanly, they cannot exert the demon's high recovery ability at all. This was even more irritating.

But the demon lord is still fighting back, this is not because he is not afraid of death, but he is still sure. In the current situation, as long as he is willing to pay the price of serious injury, he still has 90% of the power to kill the opponent's commander. So, between doing it and not doing it, the soul-decorating spirit, Chartura, who hesitated, ushered in his own end.

The first to collapse is the longhorn demon team. The majestic Horn Demon Warlord had long disappeared, and even the huge amount of abyss in his body exploded, there was no chance of pulling several enemies on the road together, and the corpse wits set fire to a leaky screen .

Once the long-horned demons were wiped out, it was the turn of the cowards at the ends of the snake rat. These frustrating demon cannon fodder talked about fleeing, but unfortunately they allowed the little wings behind their slapping to beat the teleportation of the blood-sucking earl, so they were all killed.

The following are the 11 fire burning demons reminded by sorrow. Even the captain of the team, Hormis, was cut into pieces of varying sizes by the death knight who rushed up. If it were not for the combined efforts of the corpses, they might even be trampled into mud.

The corpses and witches looked at these pieces of meat with regret and shook their heads. It was impossible to create a full-quality skeleton mage. It was possible to join together to make some bone-mage masters. As for the 11th-level fire-burning captain, it was one. With good materials, I might be able to tinker with something unexpected.

As for the big men who are still fighting, they are completely covered by the clouds of death of the corpses. The Demon Guardian and Hellfire are not afraid of this rich and extreme death breath, but the two Quassers who still have flesh and blood are screaming again and again, and the dark red body is covered with dark purple spots everywhere, from time to time, large The small bubbles swelled up, and every time they burst, they burst out the black and purple demonic blood of the big beach.

Without giving them a chance to escape, the cemetery legions swarmed over and overwhelmed their sturdy bodies. Finally, at the strong request of the corpses, they finally left two complete corpses.

As for the cunning Flore, he has been cruising in the sky and has not been entangled by the arms of the cemetery. Due to the lack of a strong air combat force, they can only let it go.

Under the guidance of the nymph, the cemetery army that has cleaned the battlefield has surrounded the battlefield where the demon lord is located on the third and third floors. Twenty zombie witches cast spells together, and countless walls of force spawned around the demon lord, setting him many stumbling blocks. Ten death knights lined up in array, taking advantage of the demon lord's desperate struggle to pass by him, creating countless wounds, large and small, for him.

Even to judge the huge body of Soul Demon, such abrasion can't bear it. The raging fire in the abyss could not cover the blood of the purple demon that was flowing under it. The staggered body was scarred, and he was still roaring with anger, but the small eyes that flexibly turned revealed Intent to find a way out.

But the awakened demon wizard and ghost girl will never give him such a chance.

When Judgment Demon Sartula tilted to avoid the demon sorcerer's piercing attack and intended to rise into the sky, a hazy figure stood in the shadow behind him. With the continuous wave of the moon, Chartura screamed loudly, and two huge bat wings rolled over and fell on the hot ground. Two deep holes with the size of a bowl appeared in the back of him. The blood spewed out.

Judging the soul demon Chartula's body twisting, only Mi Michang's long flame whip was pumped fiercely in the shadow, and it was pumped into a black fragment of the sky, just like countless flying butterflies .

The nymph saw the machine quickly, and once she succeeded, Ying Dun immediately left the place, leaving only a shadow avatar to replace herself, otherwise she might be seriously injured under the desperate counterattack of the demon lord.

Xaltuola's roar was trembling, and the rich elements of fire on his body began to gather. The black, red and red abyss flames set his face even more ugly and fierce.

"Don't try to insult the great demon lord, I will wait for you at the bottom of the abyss!"

With the desperate howling, the red light on his body has been intense to the extreme, as if the flame covering the whole scene will explode in the next moment.

Under the command of the two leaders, the cemetery creatures retreated one after another. The corpse's protective cover had been propped up, and the most critical cemetery high-levels were behind them, ready to meet the upcoming flame shock.

A blazing flame appeared, but no one was as devastated as everyone imagined.

"No, he's going to run!" The nun screamed in horror, stomping her feet resentfully.

What a beautiful line, and what a perfect acting technique, it fooled everyone!

The demon lord actually escaped from the cemetery with the help of flame jump, and appeared directly in an open space 300 meters away. Floating magic circled above his head.

A well-preserved Flomor.

At this time, the only people who could catch up with him were probably the Vampire Count and the Nunnery, but under the attack of two high-level demons, probably no one lived impatiently to do such a death-seeking thing.

There was flame burning in the red eyes of the demon wizard, and the oath before the war was still in the ears, but now he still can't make up his mind to let the vampire counties work hard for their own selfishness.

At the moment when everyone's hearts were hot, there was a sudden change in the distance.