Without waiting for the ghost pupil to pick up the sword and slash away, with Yale as the center, a circle of surging lightning spread along the ground and around, Yale can actually launch a lightning impact in this situation!

The power of lightning is still second, after being stuck by lightning, it will cramp in place is the most headache, the ghost pupil jumped back, and then unscientifically slashed forward, and the ground crack slash was launched!

But before the ghost pupil approached Yale, a pillar of fire rose from the foot of the ghost pupil, burning the ghost pupil to the ground, and Mobel secretly shouted that it was dangerous, and it was too late for Yale to die, and the root of his life must not be saved. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。。

Unexpectedly, the golden light on the body of the ghost pupil surrounded by the pillar of fire flashed, but it was the divine guardian who sacrificed and propped up the pillar of fire outside. For opponents of the same level, the Holy Guardian is the ability to greatly reduce damage, but for the strength to crush the opponent, the Holy Guardian is tantamount to an invincible existence, at least in the face of this low-level magic.

It's not that Mobel doesn't have a big move, who doesn't have a few four-star fighters who can get their hands on the nirvana? But the problem is that the fight is too fast, there is no time to chant at all, except for the kind of ultimate move that ends up together, and so on, if you want to exert power, almost all of them are proportional to the time of chanting and power, how can this kind of spell that waves your hand do not help the ghost pupil?

Finally, Yale lived up to Mobel's hard work, and with both hands on the ground, a carp stood up, and actually used a shield charge against the ghost pupil, and the ghost pupil, who was unable to borrow strength in the air, was actually knocked back several meters before landing. The four-star warrior really didn't give it in vain, except for Bei Beiranta who was severely injured by the ghost pupil due to carelessness, and life and death were uncertain, these two people, a priest and a mage, actually cooperated in a staggered manner, which made the ghost pupil feel a deep headache.

As soon as Yale hit it, he no longer approached, waved his hand towards the ghost pupil cover, and then began to chant unscrupulously, regardless of whether the ghost pupil could dodge it or not, obviously having strong confidence in Mobel.

However, Yale is not clear about one thing, the ability of Heavenly Punishment, the Ghost Pupil is too familiar, although the Heavenly Punishment is launched quickly, it is difficult to dodge, but Heavenly Punishment also has a fatal weakness, that is, it always falls from the top of the head. Therefore, the ghost pupil, who was very familiar with the heavenly punishment, just put the blood river upward, and a pillar of light was accurately sucked into the blood river, and then with a bang, Yale saw that the ghost pupil that was hit by the heavenly punishment actually threw out a crescent moon sword qi, which was extremely fast, and he was singing and could not avoid it, and was hit by a blow.

Yale was rolling in the air, giving blood and sprinkling blood, and to his despair, he was in a state of vertigo when he was hit by heavenly punishment! This... What the hell is going on?

Mauber was shocked, Yale, who thought he could entangle with Dante for a while, was actually knocked away by a photo, and the ice whirlwind that was about to be released by chanting was immediately canceled, and a wall of ice was waved to protect Yale firmly behind him. However, I saw the ghost pupil rushing towards the ice wall with a charge, and with a fierce fire, the ice wall exploded, and ice chips flew sideways! At this time, Yale landed with a bang, and a wisp of donated blood poured into the river of blood.

Although Yale's physical injuries were severe, the fear in his heart was beyond Mobel's comprehension. He could accurately feel that his strength was passing rapidly, and the target was the extremely powerful Dante in front of him, this feeling would be familiar to any Celestial, it was the innate ability of the Celestials, absorbing, but this speed was a little too exaggerated. What shocked Yale even more was that with just one blow, his mana was consumed, which is not something that can be done by absorption, so there may be only one left, the soul devouring of the demon race, but, how is this possible?

"Let's go!" Yale struggled with the pain and fear, struggling to spread his wings as if he had escaped, believing that Mauber would fight for him a chance to survive. However, before he could leave the ground with his feet, he suddenly turned around extremely bravely, and on the scepter of the flashing holy light, he struggled to send out a brilliant lightning arrow. Mobel looked at Yale with a look of surprise, did he want to cover himself desperately? That's interesting!

Yale wanted to cry without tears, because he saw Dante, who was facing him, retracting his armored left hand, and it was that hand that had hooked his finger at him and had been provoked... Among the three people, he is the only one who is a divine professional, and he is the one who provokes him, and the saddest thing in life is nothing more than this, but Mo Belle nodded to him with a resolute face, take care! Take care of your sister!

Of course, the lightning arrow will not cause any obstacle to the ghost pupil, not to mention that it is far away and the launch is so obvious, the ghost pupil just responded with a light punch from Yale, and then took off into the air. Can the lightning arrow outperform Oni Hitomi's light fist? The answer, of course, was no, and Yale crossed a parabola and flew into the distance, and a huge white figure flashed by, and Yale disappeared.

Mauber just wants to escape from this place quickly, it's not that he's greedy for life and afraid of death, he just doesn't want to live up to the glimmer of life that Yale fought for him, from the battle, he has been able to find out that Dante's strength is far superior to the four-star general, whether he believes it or not, this is already a master at the altar level, and he can't face it alone. Mauber swung his wings vigorously, flashing from time to time, hoping to fool Dante, but when a white light passed by, he was completely desperate, because his right wing had been severed.

Looking at Mo Belle who was turning and falling, the ghost pupil did not continue to pursue, the other party had lost his fighting spirit and was frightened, and he had no need to chase and kill. Just before Mobel landed on the ground, he flashed and stood firm, but found that Dante was not chasing and killing, so he breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Dante doesn't want to kill them all, maybe... Is there still the possibility of negotiation? Maybe Dante is not a spy of the blood family, but he doesn't dare to be a pawn and fights hard, wanting to blackmail Bebelanta and Yale?

Mobel looked at the ghost pupils floating in the sky with mixed emotions, and his mind was rapidly brewing how to speak, only blaming them for being too impulsive and careless, and it was only then that he remembered what Dunga had said, driving instead of hunting, which obviously had a deep meaning.

"Dante... Just two words, Mauber's voice was stuck in his throat, and he wanted to turn back incredibly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't rotate his head to one hundred and eighty degrees, and a big hole appeared in the back and heart, and a steaming heart was still pounding in the claws of the giant wolf.

"My name is Asura, and Dante is not fighting alone." An indifferent voice came from behind Mauber.

"Asura... That seventh-order dragon clan... Mauber was stunned, and then his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

With Mobel's death, the surging vitality and blood qi merged into Asura's body at the same time, and Asura trembled, but his eyes were full of excitement! Ordinary dragons need to absorb the vitality of a hundred powerhouses of the same level to advance to the seventh order, and the seventh-order advancement to the eighth order also needs to plunder the vitality of a hundred powerhouses of the same level, but there is a world of difference between this. The seventh order is a watershed, in the dragon clan, it is the rank of the transformation of divine beasts, and it is also the rank of the qualitative change in strength. No dragon clan of the seventh order is easy to get along with, let alone plunder a hundred powerhouses of this strength.

Similarly, the three-star generals corresponding to the strength of the dragon clan are not soft persimmons, how can they be plundered? Therefore, most of the strong people are stuck in the position of the seventh order, and those who successfully advance will soar into the sky, and those who are staggering are not necessarily slaughtered by others, and they may fall short when they are careless and be plundered. But who can directly plunder three four-star general-level powerhouses like Asura in the seventh order not long after? The four-star battle generals of the Origin Realm plus the eighth-order sage of the Dragon Clan, are there a hundred in total? At this moment, three of them were folded in the hands of the ghost pupil, and the Celestial Clan must have died of pain.

This is also Dunga's strategy to be careful again and again, and repeatedly tell the three of them to treat the ghost pupils, but how could the arrogant three take Dunga's words to heart? Kill the Flame of Destruction alone - what about Chisigta, which four-star general here can't be said to win, at least there is a chance of victory. Dunga didn't guess that the Ghost Pupil advanced to the altar, and Beberanta, Mobel, and Yale didn't expect it, so a painful lesson happened in front of him, and the biggest beneficiary was Asura.

With a wild roar, a bang, a pair of huge blood wings spread out from the back of the asura, and the surging aura raged, cheering to celebrate the birth of this eighth-order powerhouse.

The ghost pupil looked at the huge white wolf, and a pair of blood-red ones were actually born behind him... Feathered wings, very speechless.

"Asura, I'm not surprised that you learned to fuse and give birth to red wings, the key is that you are a dragon clan, and the feathers on the wings are taken?" Ghost Hitomi felt very dissatisfied, the script should not be like this.

"Then do you think I'm covered in wolf fur and versatile with a pair of dragon wings?" Asura regained his human form, his blood-red wings still blooming, the leather wallet looked even more indifferent, and the decorative pair of daggers on his waist shone brightly, and with a whoosh, Asura withdrew the claws of his fingertips.

"Alas, I'm no longer lonely with you." Ghost Hitomi sighed, "At least there is one more target in the Origin Realm to attack in groups." ”

"No matter how dark your heart is, I at least have to thank you. My body is full of power, and after the eighth order, there is no need to absorb the vitality and blood qi anymore, oh, the artifact will be handed over to you. Asura fiddled with her nails, her face calm.

The ghost pupil was scorched black by Asura's words, if it was really self-inflicted, it couldn't live, from now on, there are not only the two foodies of the blood river and the left hand of the god of war, but also a loan shark to pay back.

"Didn't you aspire to be a battle thief? What else is there to do in stealth assassination? Just put on your armor and carry an axe with me. The ghost pupil was not angry in his heart, and his words hit Asura's soft underbelly, obviously squeezing his one-hit killing behavior behind Mobel just now.

"You know a fart, the so-called thief and the battle thief, the real difference is the difference in consciousness. The thief belongs to the passive assassination type of the rabbit type, and the battle thief belongs to the active type of active creation of fighters, which is not the same. The purpose is to actively eliminate the other party, the process or not, or not? Asura looked disdainful.

The ghost pupil was full of tears, and the team was not easy to bring before it grew, and now the children have learned to talk back, but what they said is so reasonable, the ghost pupil is speechless.