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Witch Spirit Emperor, Chapter 293 The Wrath of the Silver Sparrow, the mirror is mighty!

"All the Demon Fighters prepare, listen to my orders, and make a quick advance towards the Hydra Castle while unleashing a storm of thunder and lightning to destroy the magic traps and clear the way for my Great Witch King's army. In the distance, the horned demon general Moren let out an earth-shattering bull roar.

The long-horned demon soldiers around them also began to respond, and the earth shook with the roar of the bull, and the yellow aura of the god of war appeared at their feet, multiplying their strength. The black-red flame skin was particularly dazzling under the reflection of the aura of victory, the long horns on the top of the head released thunder and lightning light, and the thunderstorm ball smashed on the magic trap under the swamp under their deliberate control, and the rumbling explosion was endless, just for a while, the magic traps arranged by the hydra mages were all destroyed by the thunder and lightning light network, and the divine power of death condensed a magic shield to cover the whole body, resisting the snakeman archers' rainstorm of arrows, and the clanging sound of bows and arrows also woke up Wu Feng and the others.

Under the escort of General Mo Lun, Wu Feng approached the tall Snake King Castle, looking at the Snake King Castle made of the overall magic crystal, Wu Feng also had a headache, thunder and lightning and fire magic could not leave any traces on the castle, the magic crystal stone could quickly restore the city wall broken by magic, the humanoid beasts and horned demons just slammed into the castle with all their strength, and the boulders smashed wildly and savagely collided with all their strength to make the snake soldiers on the castle stand unsteadily, but it could not bring them any damage.

Under the joint suppression of Simbali and the snake king Manla, the snake king's army regained its calm, and the hydra mage began to release elemental magic attacks, overwhelming flames, water arrows, wind blades, ice and snow light thorns, thunder and lightning flying snakes flew in the night sky, the long-horned demon army fell to the ground one after another under the magic attack, a hundred long-horned demon soldiers died under the combined blow of water arrows and ice and snow light thorns, the long-horned demon army that was afraid of water magic suffered heavy casualties, the aura of the god of war was extinguished in an instant, and the mighty and unyielding long-horned demons were frozen into ice sculptures by ice and snow, There are also some frozen longhorned demon soldiers who are hedgehogs shot by the rain of arrows from snake man archers, and there is no chance of resurrection.

General Moren couldn't resist the attacks of water arrows and ice spike magic and retreated again and again, "oops" A miserable scream, an ice and snow light thorn shot into his thigh, bright red blood spurted out, and the hot pain made Moren can't help but scream.

More than a dozen long-horned demon fighters relied on the Douqi light shield to block the attack of the water arrows, protecting Mo Lun from the battlefield, after a few rounds of magic attacks, the long-horned demon soldiers fell a large piece, no demon could withstand the fierce blows of the ice and snow water arrows, and they retreated one after another, Wu Feng could only send the beast spirit archers to stand in front of them, and the three hundred beast spirit archers launched the demon beast bone arrows in their hands, and the black arrow rain drowned the figure of the snake man archer, and also covered the body of the hydra mage, "Ahhh The screams of the serpents rang out over the city. Reborn as a small couple with a black belly

The overwhelming ice and snow magic disappeared without the control of the snake man mage, the long-horned demon soldiers got a buffer time, and under the treatment of the evil god king of Heino, they regained their health, and stood in front of the archers one by one, and General Morun also recovered most of his strength under Heino's personal treatment, a large mass of death divine power surrounded the cursed power of the ice and snow light thorn, and a large amount of ice slag came out of the splashed blood wound, and the ice slag was dispersed by the death divine power, and the dark magic devoured the damage of the ice and snow light thorn, Melun's Ice Magic immunity has been further enhanced.

The galloping water arrow was swept away by the demon's giant claw, and Morun's eyes erupted with sky-high rage, and a strong soul pressure shot out of Morun's eyes, causing the soul core of the snake king Manra and the silver finch banshee on the Hydra Castle to tremble violently, and their hearts were full of fear and fear, which was the death gaze magic of the longhorned demon leader.

Long-distance spiritual attacks can greatly weaken the enemy's morale and self-confidence, so that the enemy has fear and fear, thereby reducing their sense of resistance, the snake king soldiers under Mo Lun's death gaze, one after another threw away their weapons and fled, even the snake man mage could not control the fear in his heart, put away the snake bone staff and joined the rout of the soldiers.

Holding back the fear in his heart, the snake king Manla bit the tongue in his mouth, and the red blood mixed with the incomparably painful pain made Manla wake up instantly, and he immediately stopped running away, this is the enemy's spiritual attack magic, to stop his army, restore the fighting confidence of the army. (hua. sugar)

"Stop, you bastards, cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death, Simbalie see who I am?" Manla grabbed Simbari, the leader of the Hydra Guards, and gave him a big slap with a crisp snap, and Simbari's face was hot and painful.

"You, what are you doing, king, what did I do wrong, you want to beat me?" Filled with fear, Simbali suddenly came to his senses, and he touched his aching face and was full of resentment towards Manla.

"Look at your appearance, and then look at your soldiers, a bunch of wretched, shouldn't I have beaten you?" Unable to hide the anger in his heart, Manla pointed at the snake warriors who were still fleeing with his left hand, and let out a roar of anger from the snake king.

"Stop, stop, the serpent is berserk, bless the aura." Of course, the Simba Lie Demon Martial Arts Double Cultivation can release the blessing aura magic of the beast clan, which is the blessing magic given by the beast god to the descendants of future generations, which can expel a qiē spiritual curse and soul wound, and let the beast soldiers return to their original lucid state under the fear of resentful spirits and dead souls, which is a spiritual magic that can only be mastered by reaching the primary magic sacrifice. The Evil Monarch

Simbalie's body changed into a fifteen-meter-long golden yellow giant snake in the mist, the snake's mouth hissed and screamed, the smooth snake body and snake tail stopped the snake mages and archers who couldn't stop the running, the white blessing aura drove away the fear in their hearts, and made Mo Lun's death gaze magic completely dissipate, and the snake warriors seemed to have a nightmare, their eyes returned to their original appearance, looking at their overwhelmed companions, they were a little confused.

"What's wrong with me, Manla, what the hell is going on? Why am I a little dizzy, Simbali also recovered his true body, could it be that the spiritual magic of the witch clan made us hallucinate, damn the witch people. --- hum "The swamp banshee king Yinque, who has strong mental power, first regained her senses, and a strange scene that had just happened on the castle appeared in her mind, and her pretty face was flushed for a while, and she actually showed her ugliness in front of her beloved man, and she immediately hated the initiator, the long-horned demon Mo Lun and others.

"Swamp Banshees, listen to my commands, Dance of Enchantment, and let these Witchmen fall into our psychedelic dance until they die forever." The Silver Sparrow Banshee King let out a shrill whistle.

A large group of swamp banshees flew into the longhorned demon group, their graceful bodies danced around them, and the beautiful song also sounded, and before the longhorned demon warriors understood, there were two or three strange longhorned demon compatriots around them, these demons held sharp scimitars in their hands, their eyes radiated endless hatred, and their expressions were very strict, as if they were a group of emotionless killers.

The roar of the beast "Oooh, oooh" resounded throughout the sky, the sharp scimitar pierced the hearts of his companions with the light of death, and streams of crimson blood erupted, General Moron and many long-horned demons couldn't dodge, they were stabbed by the scimitar one after another, weakness and evil howls made them fall into a panic, their sense of resistance was greatly reduced, more than a hundred long-horned demon warriors died forever, and the cold corpses fell to the ground motionless.

General Morun also felt the tingling pain in his abdomen, and the death divine power all over his body burst out with a black fighting aura, a loud roar made the other surviving companions wake up, the aura of the god of war bloomed again under the stimulation of the magic power, and the violent love erupted in their chests, "Wow, yes, I'm going to kill you terrible dream demons, brothers, attack indiscriminately, we can't let these dream demons trample on the dignity of warriors and avenge the dead partners." ”

The Demon Warlord's orders were forcefully executed, and the surviving Longhorn Demon Army did not hesitate, regardless of whether the companions around them were mirror images or not, they all waved their fierce claws, splashing blood stained their bodies red, cold smiles tore apart the illusion of the enemy, and some real Longhorn Demons gave their lives, and all the mirror demons disappeared. Natural selection

The swamp banshee's seductive dance was forcibly interrupted by Moron and the demon warriors, and the swamp banshee mages were drained of their magic by the god of magic and fell from the night sky, their beautiful faces pale and no longer able to resist.

Despair, fear, and fear of an unknown fate made them lose their nobility and dignity, "Please, spare our lives, we can't disobey the orders of the Banshee King, she controls our soul orb, if we don't obey her orders, we will die in a daze, we don't want to die, please let us poor women go!" ”

"Hmph, you vicious women, you have killed so many of my good brothers, do you still want to live? What wishful thinking, I will tear you all to pieces, and then destroy your souls with the fire of thunder and lightning, so that you will never be resurrected. Moren clutched his bleeding chest and raised the giant demonic claws the size of a fan, the black aura of death blowing away the long hair of the swamp banshees, revealing their pale and bloodless faces, and they closed their eyes, waiting for the death claws to crush their heads.

"Stop, Morun, don't kill them, bring that most beautiful banshee to me, I want to hear what she really thinks." Wu Feng saw the helpless eyes of the banshees, and remembered his parents and sisters, those relatives who were brutally eaten by demonic beasts, the cold rules of survival made the clansmen lose sympathy and patience, some were just ruthless and killing, and the clansmen were also fighting fiercely and respecting martial arts, and there was no enthusiasm and tolerance, selfishness and hatred made their hearts cold, and there were no prisoners under the iron hooves of the warriors of the Wu clan.

Wu Feng also felt helpless and depressed about this inhumane bad habit, he just tried his best to contain the demonic beasts and enemies under his command, save their lives, and alert his people to learn tolerance and patience, and change the hearts of his people.

However, it didn't have much effect, and the killing rules of their ancestors towards enemies and foreign captives were deeply imprinted in their souls, and they could not change their minds lightly.

This is especially true of the long-horned demon warriors, where only the strong can survive in the realm of death, and the weak can only be killed or eaten, sympathy for captives and kindness to friends can only be exchanged for ridicule and ridicule, and even arouse the disgust of more powerful demons, and finally be brutally killed.

Morun's practice is very much in line with the consistent behavior of the Hell Demon Race, using the corpses of the dead to pay tribute to the dead relatives and compatriots, tooth for tooth, eye for eye, and letting the enemy die in fear and despair, which is the greatest comfort to the relatives.