The shadows converged under Zhao Zhilong's body, forming a sturdy black horse, the eyes of the black horse, like Zhao Zhilong, were burning with flames, and at the feet of the black horse, flames were also burning, and the stagnant water on the ground was quickly evaporated, and even the soil on the ground became anxious ground, and even ravines appeared.

This is not the power of Zhao Zhilong himself, although this power is very strong, it is similar to a god fight, but he invited it down, not a righteous god like Guan Erye, but a real demon god.

I don't know what kind of fairy and devil Simonley is, I don't know now, after all, I don't understand the mess in my own home, and I can't see much foreign things, if I talk about God, the famous angel, and Lucifer in hell who wants to come to the world to do things, I know this, and I really don't know the origin of Simonley.

At this time, on Zhao Zhilong's body, the figure of the demon flashed, and it seemed that something had entered his body.

"Mortal, I am Simmonli, the ruler of billions of dead souls, the discoverer of hidden treasures, the purveyor of logic, when you see me, don't you hurry up and kneel down and offer your faith!"

Zhao Zhilong, no, it's Simonley, he is riding on a black horse, magnificent, the power of shadows seems to be integrated with him, as a demon god, they basically have a certain degree of shadow control power.

When Zhao Zhilong's will was attached to Zhao Zhilong and he spoke, his pronunciation was very strange and awkward, but we could easily understand what he was saying.

As he spoke, there seemed to be countless dead souls roaring around him, and the huge pressure enveloped us, and we felt like we couldn't straighten up.

I cursed in my heart, how could I encounter a monster of this level again, even if it is not the body of this demon god Simonley here, we are afraid that we will not be able to beat him.

"Kneel and surrender to the great Simonley!"

Zhao Zhilong seems to see our hesitation, or how to say it, a little hesitation, a little hesitation, is a blow to his own beliefs.

When he was shouting, the countless dead souls around him also roared, like an endless echo, coming and going, and disappeared for a long time.

Although this guy has a lot of pomp and pomp, and he can pretend to be the real boss in the game with a BGM, it's impossible to make me succumb to him.

Besides, I still have a yellow overlord here, I'll get his deity will down in a hurry, you two big guys are just right, I really don't believe that this little-known demon god can just pass a golden-bodied Arhat.

Just when I wanted to greet Huang Bawang and slam a wave, a picture suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Pentagram, I thought of the demon controlled by Zhao Zhilong, the pentagram planted in his body.

Don't look at the pentagram is very common now, and the meaning of the representation is also diverse, but the pentagram represents the contract between humans and demons a long time ago, as the boss who summons demons and signs contracts with demons, it is King Solomon, it is said that this king has signed a contract with a total of seventy-two demon gods, which can be described as the originator of the summoning stream.

Later, these seventy-two unlucky eggs were called the 'Seventy-two Pillars of Solomon's Demon God'.

The pentagram is the representative symbol of King Solomon, and I think the current situation is somewhat similar to the legend, except that the warlock who signed a contract with the demon has become an Oriental, and the demon god is only one like this, which is quite similar.

Of course, Zhao Zhilong's strength and King Solomon's strength cannot be compared, one is the sun, and the other is a palm-sized earth.

But having said that, the difference in power is the difference in strength, but the essence is the same.

And the most important point is that King Solomon is different from ordinary warlocks, those warlocks can't play demons, they are basically servants of demons, and even sell their souls directly, while King Solomon controls these demons, and they are servants.

Judging from the fact that the demon in front of him is desperate to keep his mouth shut, Zhao Zhilong should take the path of King Solomon, that is to say, the demon is actually not the same heart as him, if there is a problem with his contract with the demon, then the first thing to kill him is definitely not us, but the demon god who is now contributing, he will definitely take Zhao Zhilong's soul back to hell and torture him out of eighteen appearances to relieve hatred.

It's not meaningless to say this, but it's as strong as King Solomon, and he can't void his contract with the demon god, they are all manifested as entities, that is, the seventy-two demon god pillars.

Zhao Zhilong's strength is naturally not enough to make that kind of thing, but I estimate that he must also have the carrier of the contract with the demon god Simonli.

As long as this contract is broken, we just need to stay away and watch the show.

I thought in my heart, my eyes were floating on Zhao Zhilong's body, Zhao Zhilong's body was already shrouded in black qi at this time, and a layer of armor appeared on his body, protecting him in the middle.

On his head, there was also a helmet made of black skulls, the skull seemed to be the bones of a fierce beast like a dragon, the spiral horns bent upward, beside him, there were some dead souls from time to time, I found that these dead souls were all black, few of them were white, but there were also a few scattered yellow people, they were all looking at us fiercely, but I still found their identities, which were the souls of those who hung up a few days ago.

The essence of the contract is still trading, and in the game of Path of Terror, the souls of those players who failed the mission may all belong to this demon god.

I took a look at the current situation, Zhao Zhilong was wearing armor formed by black qi, and he couldn't see anything in it, so he still had to fight.

Simonley saw that we had no intention of kneeling, and his patience was gone.

"Since you are unwilling to surrender, then I will take you on a real journey to hell!"

Simonley shouted as if the waves on the sea were in harmony.

He's not going to be so kind to take us down for a walk and then send us back, he'll just give us a one-way ticket.

I immediately made preparations, regardless of the consumption of mana, and directly sacrificed the Ruomu Sword, the golden flames like a prairie burned on the mountain road, and the momentum was also very extraordinary.

Simmonley took his own identity and did not attack suddenly, but waited until I was almost ready to charge.

The black war horse from hell was naturally not an ornament, his hooves were raised high, and then with an indomitable momentum, he rushed towards us.

Centaur in one?

As it seems, Simonley and the dark horse fused together, and in his hands, the endless dead souls formed a greatsword.

(End of chapter)

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