120. I'm sorry, but your dragon ghost is my second and fifth boy

O'Neill smirked and rushed forward.

The veins on his right arm burst out like an angry dragon!

His speed was so fast that it tore through the air, and there was a terrible sound of breaking through the air.

In the face of this huge kinetic energy impact, Celia did not hesitate to directly open the deep dark realm.

Without warning, deep dark cobwebs weave underneath the tiny princess shoes.

Countless dark tentacles also stretched out from behind her, like demons dancing wildly.

In less than two breaths, the deep dark realm enveloped all thirty meters around her.

All allies in this area have been greatly strengthened.

All enemies in this area are debuffed.

Under this long and long term, every undead in the Great Grave Corps moved forward as if they had exploded into a small universe.

And those abyssal imps possessed by evil spirits, even if they rely on devouring life force to temporarily advance to the leader class, they are also showing their decline under this brave offensive.

After all, under Laurent's meticulous training, the corps of the Great Tomb had mastered the means of attacking in small-scale battle formations, while the other party was just a reckless man who relied on his own combat strength to rampage.

As soon as O'Neill entered the deep dark realm, he immediately felt as if an invisible pressure had inhibited his combat power.

His face changed dramatically, and he exclaimed, "What the hell is this!"

Celia looked calm, "It's the thing that makes you die." ”

The next moment, a fleshy fist with a diameter of more than nine meters suddenly appeared above O'Neill's head.

Seeing this scene, Nishizawa's soul fire couldn't help but burn violently.

Celia's ability has become much stronger.

You must know that at the beginning, she could only use a flesh fist with a diameter of five meters, but now it is nine meters.

Sensing the huge shadow above his head, the Demon Lord's expression changed drastically.

An incomparable alarm had risen in his heart.

If he didn't use any means of resistance to take this punch head-on, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die!

Now, you can't be stingy with the king's blood!

Boom β€”β€”!

O'Neill directly burned all the king's blood, and his whole body was full of purple mangs!

These purple glows burst out of his pores like electric sparks.

Because the energy of the king's blood was so huge, it even burst through some muscles and skin, directly forming narrow cracks on the surface of the body.

The purple light transmitted through the cracks even intertwined with blazing lightning.

An evil guardian was very close, and was directly hit by the purple lightning, and instantly turned into a charred corpse.

After completely activating the royal blood in his body, O'Neill's eyes, ears and even his mouth were spraying thin purple light!

"Crack it for me!" O'Neill snorted wildly, slamming his fists directly on top of his head.

Bangβ€”β€”!

A huge wave of sound erupted and swept in all directions.

With O'Neill and Celia as the center, both evil spirits and undead were blown away in an instant.

Ordinary evil ghosts with weak strength were directly blown away by the violent wind and waves!

With a click, a fleshy fist nine meters in diameter cracked from the middle.

And O'Neill's blazing purple electric light dimmed by two points.

Obviously, this is also a lot of consumption for him.

Celia just watched the scene calmly and did not stop it.

Just as Nishizawa wondered why the little girl was sitting and watching, Celia squeezed her hands suddenly.

Pink smoke suddenly mingled into the darkness beneath O'Neill's feet.

The smoke was no threat to the full O'Neal.

But now is the time when O'Neill's old tricks have not yet come out.

To put it bluntly, he just dumped his skills, and now it's still CD period.

And Celia's psychedelic mastery ability is just right for the effect of support.

It only takes a moment to interfere with O'Neal to create a huge opportunity.

Smoke poured in from the Demon Lord's mouth and nose, and as Celia had expected, it temporarily controlled his mind.

However, due to the small difference in strength, it was only controlled for a short moment.

O'Neill quickly broke free from the dazzling sight in front of him, and was about to punch the little girl in front of him again.

But once again, a huge shadow appeared over his head.

Barrett had already received Celia's command to approach quickly, and he had already taken advantage of this time to quickly approach the Demon Lord, and in the short moment that the latter was contained, he rushed violently.

There are no bells and whistles, just rely on the advantage of being tall and strong!

O'Neill cursed in his heart, and in a hurry, he could only raise two arms to resist.

In an instant, a sharp light flashed and disappeared instantly.

An extremely deep, long wound immediately appeared on his knee, and black blood gushed out!

Asa did not miss such an opportunity, even if his strength was very different from O'Neal, but as long as he grasped the timing well, he could still deal a heavy blow to him.

"Damn β€”β€”!"

O'Neill yelled, but there was no way for him to catch Asa who had already hidden his figure.

He could feel that it was just an undead commander, and as long as he calmed down in a one-on-one battle, he could quickly see through the other party's hidden figure.

But now he is under attack repeatedly.

In front of him, a huge monster more than seven meters tall smashed down on his head.

In this case, he had to focus his main response on Barrett.

Bangβ€”β€”!

Barrett's powerful fist slammed down on O'Neal with the weight of his whole body.

O'Neill's figure froze, and a large amount of black blood spurted out of his pores on his arms.

Obviously, his physical strength was completely unable to withstand Barrett's attack in a hurry.

"What kind of monster is this!" O'Neill could feel the numbness in his arms, which had lost nearly half of their strength and could no longer fight.

Originally, I thought that there were only a few small lords here, and it would be easy to solve it under the premise of burning the king's blood by myself.

Now it seems that he has met a terrible opponent, and his life may be in danger.

"Open the Void Rift and let their men in!" O'Neill roared, knowing his current situation, and after blocking Barrett's blow, he did not hesitate to retreat towards the demons.

He planned to use these low-level demons as shields to fend off attacks from behind.

As for their lives and deaths, how could he, a lord on high above, care about this.

Receiving the lord's order, the evil guardians and evil patrolmen who were blocking the crack got out of the way.

The retinues of the other two Demon Lords were able to flood in.

The sudden increase in the number of demons gave O'Neill plenty of room to maneuver and block.

His injuries were quickly recovered under the effect of the king's blood.

As long as he summoned the dragon spirit back to his side, he would be able to sit back and relax.

Speaking of the dragon spirit, that was O'Neill's most proud.

It was an old monarch dragon he had found last time he invaded through the Void Rift.

The line is about to die, and it will be alive.

But even if he was dying, the coercion emanating from the body of the monarch dragon forced O'Neill to temporarily burn the king's blood before he could get closer.

Therefore, he harvested the life of this monarch dragon, and detained its soul to be sacrificed to the most relied on evil soul breeder.

Of course, he always claimed that this dragon spirit was obtained by killing an injured monarch dragon after a bloody battle.

Now the two demon lords who invaded the Great Tomb with him all heard of his prestige in killing the Monarch Dragon.

O'Neill, who escaped, casually called out to the dragon spirit.

Wait, why didn't you come for a long time?

What he didn't know was that the dragon spirits had been roaming the arena since they couldn't take over Barrett's mind.

The dragon demon still retains a shred of his own intelligence, and he does not like to be driven by others.

It just so happened that O'Neill was in the middle of the war and had no time to drive him, so he was happy and clean, wandering around.

But when he smelled a hint of the same clan in the chaotic battle, he leaned over curiously.

This time he went over and stared at Nishizawa in disguise.

Maybe it's because he's at the soul level, or maybe it's because he was a monarch before his death, and the dragon demon sees through Nishizawa's disguise at a glance.

"You, actually an undead monarch?" said the dragon demon in surprise, "You are the master here?"

Because it is a soul-level communication, there is no language barrier.

was seen through the disguise, and Nishizawa panicked.

But he had already learned the rule of not panicking even if he was panicking in his heart, and he pretended to calm down through the soul fire at this time, "What about you, how can a noble dragon be driven by evil spirits?"

The old dragon's mood was visibly lowered, "I was supposed to fall in the Dragon's Grave, but O'Neill accidentally discovered me, took my soul and sacrificed it to my current evil spirit, driving him to fight. ”

After saying this, the dragon evil spirit looked directly at Xi Ze's soul fire again, "I don't want to mention my matter for the time being, why do you have the breath of a dragon on your body, did you kill the dragon of my clan?"

As soon as the old dragon guessed this, he hated it so much.

Nishizawa was silent on the surface, and his heart had already begun to speculate wildly.

If it is changed to an RPG game, it is estimated that there will be several answers to this old dragon's question.

Regarding the original camp of this old dragon, Nishizawa could think of more answers.

If the answer is correct, you may be able to gain the favor of the old dragon and even pull him into the camp of the Great Tomb.

As for the question he asked, Nishizawa easily guessed the answer.

That's because he came into contact with the giant shell dragon and the twilight dragon, and his body was naturally exposed to the dragon's breath.

But here's the problem, the giant shell dragon is indifferent by nature, except for food and mating, there is no love, according to the book, the little fat dragon is obviously also undoubtedly a good camp dragon.

The Twilight Dragon, on the other hand, is a hypocritical and evil dragon shrouded in the light of dusk, and most likes to manipulate enemies and play with the weak through illusions, and belongs to the undoubted evil camp.

Of course, Onexia's kind is an alien......

Combined with the old dragon's question, Nishizawa roughly already had the answer in his heart.

This old dragon came up and worried about the life of the dragon of the same race, and the guys in the evil camp don't worry about their compatriots, so there is a high probability that this guy belongs to the good camp.

In the old dragon's suspicious eyes, Nishizawa said indifferently, "I took in a juvenile giant shell dragon, maybe the dragon breath you perceive comes from him." ”

"A little giant shell dragon, no wonder......" The old dragon nodded in disbelief.

Because of the relationship of being sacrificed, the memory inheritance in his mind is missing a lot, but he still has a little impression of the giant shell dragon.

Well, it's especially good to eat, it's good to sleep, it's especially good to mate......

If the white dragon is a shame for the five-colored dragon, the giant shell dragon may be considered a shame in the good camp......

"As an undead, why would you allow a dragon to exist under your command?" the old dragon wondered, "Don't the undead like to convert all the living into the dead?"

Nishizawa, "I'm an undead with ideals, can't I?"

Old Dragon, "......"

"If you want, you can go to the north, where I rule a swamp where the fish-people live well, and to the northeast there is a small human village that is also under my order. Nishizawa seemed to be just saying an ordinary paragraph, but in fact he was already starting to hint at it.

"I'd love to see it, and I'd love to ...... the little giant shell dragon," the old dragon sighed, "but I can't get out of O'Neill's grasp." ”

"That's fine, as long as he's dead, can't you exist without him?" Nishizawa said with a smile, "As long as you can be a second boy later." ”

The old dragon had a question mark, "Erwuzai?"

After Nishizawa made a deal with the old dragon in a secret way, O'Neill escaped from Celia, Barrett, Laurent, and Asa by almost eliminating two arms.

In desperate need of protection, O'Neill immediately began to call out to his dragon spirit.

"The demon is calling me. The old dragon's voice froze.

"Do as I say, and you'll be free," Nishizawa confidently said, "and you'll be able to meet dragons of your kind." ”

"Good. The old dragon took a deep look at him and quickly flew back to O'Neill's side.

"It's cool to have two or five boys. Nishizawa watched the old dragon leave and said with a smile.

The dragon spirit immediately took refuge beside the demon lord, and O'Neill immediately felt a powerful power blessing on him.

"Good job!" O'Neill laughed, and immediately yelled at Celia and the others who were approaching, "I have the protection of the dragon spirit, and even if you go together, you can't kill me!"

His attitude was extremely arrogant.

"No, the dragon spirit will not protect you in the slightest, and you will die here. A voice suddenly exploded over the arena.

Hearing this voice, all the undead shook violently, and their bodies burst out with infinite energy.

The demons were like being struck by lightning, and their spirits were in a trance.

That's exactly what Nishizawa did.

In fact, it's just an ordinary first-order spell, amplification.

But in the hands of the monarch, even if it is just amplification, it has extremely strong abilities.

O'Neill's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that there was still a strong man in this place.

But he couldn't see what the strength of this undead was, but the other party hadn't made a move before, and it was estimated that he was just a timid lord class.

If it was the Undead Monarch, he would have been killed a long time ago.

Of course, he didn't know why Nishizawa didn't end up...... It's just that there is no bullish means of fighting......

If he could end up in person, Nishizawa would be the first to go down and shoot him to death.

The king's blood in a special body has been trampled a lot by this goods!