Seeing that I was not fooled, streams of black gas appeared on this Qiriato's head, and the black gas condensed in the air, and he actually wanted to mend the wound on his head. Vertices are updated the fastest

I cursed, this guy really didn't die, my hunch was still very accurate.

There is a way to take advantage of his illness and ask him to die, although this guy is not dead, but the breath on his body has also plummeted.

So I immediately sacrificed the Wakaki Sword, and on the Wakaki Sword, a ball of fire lit up, and the golden crow roared and struck the demon's chest.

After being mortally wounded by me, it seemed that while repairing himself, Ziriato had no way to attack again, so he could only watch as my flying sword engulfed itself.

After the flying sword stabbed Ziriato, a burst of fire ignited on his body, and in the light of the fire, it seemed to sound the demon's angry curses and whispers.

After the flames burned out, I waved my hand to recall the Wakaki sword, and only the ashes of the burning fire remained, and even the iron fork in Ziriato's hand was scorched by the flames.

Under this level of blow, I am afraid that no one will be able to live, and this Qiriato has been reduced to ashes at this time.

Therefore, I was relieved to see that this guy had completely hung up, and at the same time, I also felt that this guy's body was probably injured, and his strength could not be fully exerted, so he could be defeated by me so easily.

As for the wishes of the old scholars, it seems that there is no hope now, the demons have been burned to ashes, and I am afraid that they can only study the ashes.

Just as I turned to walk out, the ashes of Ziriato, mixed in the red dirt behind me, quietly changed.

Among the gray-white ashes, wisps of black air floated silently, this is the power of demons, they are so disgusted with human life, with a rotten aura, like maggots in hell, constantly spreading and merging, quickly forming Ciriato's body.

I was still walking forward, I was almost at the door, and at this time, Ziriato's body had almost recovered, at least, the torso and limbs of the main body had been formed, including the iron fork in his hand, all had been recovered, and after most of the recovery was completed, this Qiriato quietly hit my heart.

Although Qiriato's movements were swift and silent, I still felt the murderous aura coming from behind, and it was still an exaggeration to say that the murderous aura was murderous, but the sulfur smell on Chiriato's body couldn't fool me.

Before I could turn around, I heard a loud bang behind me, and when I looked back, a huge hole had exploded in the spot, and in the middle of the pit, there was a huge iron fork.

Not good, where is Chiriato?

When I saw that there was only a fork in the pit, and without this demon, I knew that it was not good, and that this demon would definitely come again.

Sure enough, in a moment of my surprise, Chiriato leaped out of the darkness beside me, and two ghost claws, one from top to bottom, and the other swept across my chest.

Although the time left for me was extremely short, I still reacted and hurriedly sacrificed the Wakaki Sword, and on the Wakaki Sword, the fire flashed, and it was hit by a claw of Qiriato.

The demon's power collided with the firelight, and there was a loud bang, and the Wakaki sword fell directly to the ground.

Ziriato was not having a good time, one of his ghost claws was ignited by the fire on Wakaki's sword, and the blazing flame, fueled by the demonic power on his body, continued to burn.

But as a demon, in hell, Ziriato was tormented by the fire of hell for countless years, and although the fire was still there, he was able to endure the pain.

After the wooden sword landed, my mind tumbled for a while, and the flying sword naturally had to be infused with the power of my divine thoughts, so I was hit hard by Qiriato just now, and most of the divine thoughts on the sword were scattered, and even I received a lot of injuries.

Taking advantage of my unsteady shape, Chiriato swooped down and clawed at my chest, ignoring the flames burning on him.

This guy's claws are three or four times more than ordinary people's brains, and the tips of the claws are very sharp, with dark red marks.

Therefore, I did not dare to slack off at all, and with my somewhat dizzy head held up, I rolled to the side, and Ziriato's claws grazed my back and slapped the ground, and a small pit appeared in the ground where it was smashed.

"It's over, isn't it?"

Being put on a swing by this guy, the anger in my heart also came up, and I grabbed the sword trick in my hand, and the Wakaki sword flew out of the dirt and attacked from behind the Zirians.

I was not idle in front, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword appeared in my hand, with a thunder sound, and slashed at the demon's head, although I had a hunch that even if I cut off this guy's head, he would probably not die, but I couldn't give up. I can only fight with him desperately.

Ziriato had just been burned to ashes by the flames on Wakaki's sword, and he naturally didn't want to experience such a feeling again, so his ghost claws stretched back, and the iron fork stuck in the ground immediately flew into his hand.

With a "dang bang", Ruomu's sword happened to slash on this guy's iron fork, and immediately, Qiriato's iron fork shook my flying sword into the air, and he himself was slashed in the head by my Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword.

Instantly, Ziriato's head flew up, and his headless body shook in place before falling to the ground heavily.

This time, I raised my vigilance to make sure there were no accidents, and I stood still.

Ziriato seems to be really dead this time, the breath on his body is gone, and his body is no longer moving, after a while, I will be a little suspicious, I want to burn this guy's body, but I am afraid that he will be reborn again, and after burning him, Zheng Fatzi After they came, they couldn't see it, so I could only watch him for the time being, and wait for Zheng Fatzi to come and deal with it.

The environment here is very bad, but at this time, I can only endure it, at this moment, Qiriato, who is lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, waved one hand, and the iron fork stabbed me in the chest with the sound of the wind.

I had already paid attention, so I immediately dodged to the side, and then in this gap, after Ziriato forced me back, he immediately picked up his head and put it on his neck.

In an instant, where his wound broke, countless flesh buds surged along with the black qi, and soon, the wound disappeared.