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After several hours of outlaw raids, the expeditionary force of the Ice and Snow Temple was nearly half lost, and finally set foot on the 100-kilometer range of the Cerjo Volcano, to the surprise of those who participated in this operation for the first time, all the demons who had previously blocked themselves to the death actually stopped here, died down, bowed to the highest peak that rushed into the sky, and scattered in all directions.

This is the throne of the Demon King, the Lord of the First Purgatory, once those who do not obey the summons step in, they will only turn into ashes, even the demon lords everywhere are no exception, and here to greet the expeditionary force are nearly a thousand elite Purgatory Servants and elite Purgatory Angel attendants, each of whom is above level fifty-nine, and is solemnly guarding, condescendingly guarding the only path to the Flame Throne.

As soon as he entered the Cherro Volcano, Xiao Tian felt his head buzz, and his spiritual power seemed to be cut into two independent but interconnected individuals, one wearing standard armor, silently following tens of thousands of Ice and Snow Temple warriors to break through to the top of the mountain.

The other self was standing on the top of the Cherjo volcano, coldly looking at the ant-like dense human warriors and mages at the foot of the mountain, but his heart could no longer be calm.

Like a reincarnation, the demon servant with a combat form of more than ten meters smashed down in the crowd on the top of the mountain like a meteor on the top of the mountain, once again overturning countless warriors, and the powerful body that had stepped into level sixty with one foot was indestructible, tearing dozens of gaps in the battle line of the Ice and Snow Temple, and with one punch, more than a dozen human warriors turned into powder, and the divine power was unstoppable.

Under the instructions of the commander, thousands of human warriors above level 50 formed dozens of battle formations to defend in turn, dragging the progress of the demon servants at the cost of flesh and blood, and gradually drowning them in the wave of attacks as more companions attacked with all their might.

With the fall of the last demon, tens of thousands of human warriors have suffered heavy losses, but their morale is extremely high, one by one shouting for the protection of the Holy Light, and the tide surged up to the top of Cerjo, like a silver cloud, and the sword was erected, surrounding the single demon king on the Flame Throne.

Xiao Tian reclined on the golden Flame Throne, but a familiar and vague feeling suddenly sounded in his mind, "Discover the Demon King Throne, the elemental fit is 100%, absorb?" Abandon? ”

The feeling that suddenly appeared in his mind was like the feeling after collecting the crystal pillar on Shark Fishing Island, which made Xiao Tian stunned for a moment, and after thinking a little, he made a decision, "Absorb!" ”

In the eyes of everyone's slightly fearful and hateful eyes, the Demon King suddenly stood up, the dark gold armor on his whole body appeared, and the blood-red cloak behind him "snapped" into the air, but the golden flame throne under him turned into a streamer, and instantly disappeared into his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

The space in the center of Xiaotian's eyebrows suddenly changed drastically, and as a volcanic phantom that continued to rise and rise took shape, the entire space expanded rapidly under the cover of a red film, and finally this volcano phantom turned out to be exactly the same as the shape of Cherjo.

And the Flame Throne, which had just been submerged, also appeared on the top of the volcano, showing a state of reality and nothingness, flashing and flashing, echoing the black "sun" in the sky.

At this time, the slender red crystal pillar in the original eyebrow space began to expand, until it grew to a height of tens of millions of meters, and a piercing red film penetrated into a thick black and gray mist, and the bottom end was rooted in the nascent volcanic phantom, and the golden light on the surface flowed, gradually converging a demon king pattern.

"Huh? Isn't this what my Demon King's real body looks like? How so? ”

Before Xiaotian could react, he felt that his head sank, and the two independent wills actually merged together and returned to the human body, and the eyes of the demon king standing proudly in front of everyone flashed suddenly, and he began to summon his subordinates independently, and the Ninth Corps finally appeared.

Ales, a sixtieth-level heaven-level purgatory demon, the demon leader of the Ninth Corps, and nearly a thousand subordinates are all the most elite demon warriors in the first purgatory, all of whom are half-step into the heaven-level purgatory demons.

No matter how many human warriors climbed the Cherjo volcano before, they were nothing more than dirt chickens and dogs under the strong crushing of the Ninth Corps, and this time, Ales also felt that there would be no exception.

Leaning over respectfully and kissing his master's boots, Ales stood solemnly at the side of the Demon King, waiting for the order to attack, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

In the other party's camp, Ales unexpectedly found a familiar soul power fluctuation, although it was extremely well covered, but how could he hide it from him, it was only the soul power of the demon king Xiaotian who he admired and feared the most, and he would never admit his mistake.

The demon lord beside him is still so heroic and powerful, let himself look up, but Ales suddenly found that there was no trace of his soul power, and there was a dead silence, what was going on?

"Attack!"

The demon king, who had already changed into a battle form and was a hundred meters tall, gave an order, Ales did not hesitate, brandished the huge scythe in his hand, and began to counterattack, in front of him, there was no enemy, but he was a large army that gradually broke away, and began to rush towards the familiar soul.

"I'd like to see who's doing the trick!"

I have to say that the strength of the Ninth Demon Legion is indeed strong, and the level of each member is not lower than the demon minions who caused great losses to the Ice and Snow Temple Expeditionary Force before, not to mention that they are now forming a battle formation and have organized the killing that has begun.

With just one sprint, the opponent's front was torn into rags, and the firstborn demons with two horns "Chatter! Laughing cruelly, he waved the weapon in his hand to harvest the lives of the enemy to his heart's content, and in a moment the corpses were strewn all over the field, and the flesh and blood were scattered.

However, the human side is not weak, they are determined and indomitable, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, they may make them take a step back, let alone rush to the front of the Demon King, as long as they hold on for a while, they firmly believe that High Priest Albert will lead them to win the final victory.

With a numerical advantage of ten to one, after paying heavy casualties, the warriors of the Ice and Snow Temple finally withstood the attack of the demons and stabilized the flawed defense line, and the priests of the temple began to shine with a strong divine light in their hands, turning the injuries of the goddess's believers into safety in an instant again and again, and superimposing blessings one by one, making the human warriors stronger in defense and sharper in attack.

High Priest Albert rode on the bloodstained horse, looked at the bloody battle in front of him, turned his head to Xiao Tian, who had been following him, and sighed in a low voice, "Isn't it sad? The meaningless war is forcing these poor children to go on over and over again, I'm tired and want answers, old friend, can you give it to me? ”

Xiao Tian was stunned and nodded, "Follow me, I'll tell you." ”

The divine light in the eyes of the high priest was great, and the old figure seemed to stand up instantly, "Then wait for me, I will do one last thing for these poor children." ”

Before Xiaotian could stop him, a thick chill began to rise from Albert's body, and a sacred image of the goddess of ice and snow gradually formed in the sky above him, and only his low and vicissitudes of voice could be heard resounding throughout the battlefield, full of relief.

"Sacrifice of the Ice and Snow Goddess, Great Curse!"