Surrounded by ghost pawns, the night light seemed to be at ease, tossing and turning, like a swimming dragon, and when he found an opportunity, he would send a fatal blow, cutting off one ghost pawn by half, or beheading.

Although there are many enemies, judging by this situation alone, it seems that the glow-in-the-dark has the upper hand.

But there's a catch.

The glow jerked his head, and a fireball grazed his head, scorching a strand of his hair; Then, he rolled on the spot and dodged the fire of countless demon imps, but the ghost pawn who was fighting with him was not so lucky, and was blown apart by countless flame bombs.

Originally, they had all died once, but they were called to this world to suffer this calamity, so why bother?

Damn, in order to kill me, these guys directly bombed me indiscriminately, what a feud this is.

Luminous pressed her heart with her hand and thought with a wry smile.

As for summoning a few other ghouls, that's just a few more targets, and with that fragile little body, how many times can it resist?

Luminous regretted a little, why didn't he get a few abhorrence in the first place, the guy stood forward, flicked the sickle, and it wasn't who came and who died.

Forget it, let's destroy those demon imps first.

The luminous crossed and danced the moon blades, and countless black crescents rushed out of his weapon, in an "X" shape, with the sound of breaking the air, straight towards those demon imps.

With the gradual fusion of demonic bloodlines, many of the skills of the night light no longer need to be chanted.

The cloaked man, oh, his name is Snow, he and his demon imps, did not expect this attack, and naturally did not make any preparations for defense, there were originally more than twenty demon imps, and four fifths of them were killed at once, and those black crescents directly cut them in two from the middle.

Compared to their aggressive attacks, these creatures are surprisingly fragile.

Now, the pressure on the luminous has been reduced a lot, and there is no need to roll around the ground in embarrassment.

Snow was also in a hurry in the face of the glow-in-the-dark attack, but he still couldn't dodge, and his arm was scratched, and blood gushed out of the wound, dripping on the ground, staining a small piece of red.

In order to prevent another wave of 'Crescent Moon Sky Rush' from the night light, he didn't care about stopping the bleeding, covering the wound, and urging the magic power, only to see several teleportation circles appear on the ground, and when the light dissipated, three dark blue mist-like creatures appeared.

The thing he summoned this time was much larger than those demon imps, more than two meters tall, without feet, but the upper body was very thick, like a door god, firmly protecting the remaining imps and Snow himself.

Gotcha, this time it's no fun, and I can't hit them at all.

In other words, even if you are a summoner, but do you want to be so omnipotent, you have all kinds of professions, and you can push the boss.

Luminous couldn't help but complain.

However, under the carelessness of the other party, a sneak attack can cause such a rich result, and the night glow is actually very satisfied in his heart.

Xie Zifeng over there, seeing this scene, was so angry that his eyes turned red, but there was nothing he could do about it, under the condition of being so seriously injured, he could still psychically come out of part of the Santu River from the Nine Secluded Underground Mansion, which was already close to his limit.

In a fit of rage, he could only curse the night glow frantically, and greeted the eighteenth generation of the latter's ancestors in a different way.

And the night light, hearing his cursing, just smiled slightly: This guy's strength is here.

Xie Zifeng found that Yeguang didn't reply, he felt like he was in the air, and his anger was even worse under a little embarrassment, and he even aimed his artillery at Snow in the same camp, scolding him for being a waste, if he hadn't dragged his feet, the current situation would not have been like this.

This kind of person who suddenly gains strength but does not have the right mind, once he encounters failure, will be like a mad dog, biting everywhere and putting all the blame on others.

Even regardless of the severity of the matter, completely ignoring the current enemy of luminous.

As for Snow, he was very unhappy because his younger brother was killed, and he was accused of being so indistinguishable from wrong, even if he was a clay man, he also provoked three points of anger, not to mention, people who practice dark power generally have a bad temper.

Therefore, it is natural for the two to spray each other.

In this case, the summons of both sides also gave up the siege of the luminous light, and instead stared at each other, as if they were about to fight if they didn't agree with each other.

The style of this painting has changed a bit big, making the night light out of the battle a little messy: if these two are pinched, who am I helping to help?

No, I'll just watch.

It's a pity that I didn't bring peanuts and melon seeds to the bench, well, I must pay attention next time.

Snow was so angry that he forgot that Xie Zifeng didn't understand it at all, and when he sprayed, he still used the strange language he used to summon demons.

But the beauty of language is that you don't have to understand it, you can roughly understand what you want to say from the tone of your voice.

So the 'communication' between the two of them is still very 'pleasant'.

But the glow-in-the-dark found a problem.

That is, Xie Zifeng didn't understand Snow's language, but he did.

When Snow held the summoning ceremony, the volume could be so whispered that Nightlight didn't hear him clearly, but this time it was different.

The two dog-eat-dog uncles had no intention of controlling the volume at all, so the words that popped out of Snow's mouth were all in the ears of the luminous light without missing a word.

Familiarity: A long-lost familiarity.

This language is like imprinted in his bones, flowing in his blood, circulating in all corners of his body.

From scattered words, to whole lines of sentences, to large paragraphs of words

In this way, in a short period of time, the luminous light was easily completed, from the first contact with a foreign language to the transformation of the full value of proficiency.

Nightglow looked at the remaining imps around Snow, as well as the Void Walkers, and came to a conclusion.

I should have thought that this thing was obviously a warlock, and this demonic language was too non-standard, with a smell of low-level cannon fodder of the Burning Legion.

is such a salted fish, resting in the previous life, it is not even worthy of carrying shoes for Lao Tzu!

No, in my last life, I had a pair of hooves, so I didn't have to wear shoes

Forget it, these are the details.

Luminous stopped his ramblings and focused on the knowledge that was rushing into his mind.

Yes, along with the awakening of the demonic language, there is also a great deal of knowledge.

The saying that knowledge is power is not wrong at all.

Otherwise, why could the Eredas, as demon scholars, be in the leadership of the Burning Legion?

"Gee, that's a good feeling, isn't it, two?" Luminous said aloud, refreshing her sense of existence.

At this time, the two who bit each other came to their senses and remembered the existence of such a play.

However, their embarrassment was replaced by horror the moment they saw the new image of the luminous glow.