Thinking of the Bad Demon Captain here, he couldn't help but have burning eyes and thoughts.

If it really is as expected, then this strange little thing, but a rare commodity of value, can be brought back alive enough to exchange for a large fortune in Halls City.

Those adults who have a show-off habit will definitely spend a lot of money to get this little guy who can use magic tricks back and show it off everywhere.

It's a pity that the previous set of crossbow arrows magic array, which obviously had the style of the dark elves, has been exhausted, otherwise it can be sold for a sum of money.

The damn Guluo patriarch even used the last three sets for no reason.

As for the little coward, it seems that it is not as important as expected, first fight a half-crippled, and then talk about the problem of what he drops.

Thinking of this, the Bad Demon Captain looked at Lias and Yevre again with bad intentions, and then raised his sword again, bound to make a quick contribution.

Lightning-fast sword light continuously bypassed the sandstone wall, completely enveloping Yevre.

Crisis! The real crisis is coming.

The Bad Demon Captain, whose strength has plummeted, is not just two people from the mortal realm, who can easily deal with it.

Yevre watched the attacking knife light, rolled around a donkey, lowered the height in time, and narrowly avoided the edge of the knife light.

Lias, on the other hand, flapped his little wings sharply and soared into the sky, staring at the abominable Captain with excitement at a height of nearly three hundred feet.

The sword light did not stop, and continued to chase after Yevre, who quickly got up and fled.

Jevre quickly drew his short, sharp dagger in an attempt to intercept the horizontal knife that was heading straight for his legs.

Unfortunately, as soon as the dagger touched the huge blade, a huge force came from the horizontal knife, knocking the short dagger directly away.

Yevre's right hand was directly shattered into a big wound, and light blue blood gushed out in an instant, leaving traces of blood on the horizontal knife body.

After a slight pause, he continued to slash at Yevre's short leg.

Jevre was running out of time to dodge and was on the verge of losing his legs.

At the critical moment, a rapid chant sounded in mid-air, and an earthy yellow light shrouded the Captain of the Bad Demons, who was fiercely chasing Yevre.

A thick earthy yellow light appeared on the Bad Demon Captain's body, and he actually wanted to press the Bad Demon Captain straight down.

The action of the inferior demon captain swinging the knife suddenly and seriously deformed, and the knife light narrowly slashed through the side of Yevre's right leg, directly slashing into the ground, and the horizontal blade was completely two feet deep into the ground.

The Bad Demon Captain's face was bruised, and his scarred body bulged with muscles, as if he was desperately fighting against some kind of force.

"Haha! Master's gravity technique is not comfortable. Don't you think it's a little difficult to move, and your internal organs are a little uncomfortable!"

"The master kindly reminds you, don't move, if there is an accident, the master is not responsible!"

Lias decided that it was impossible for the inferior demon captain with only mortal-level strength to have so much knowledge, so he deliberately exaggerated the effect of the ordinary gravity technique, so as to buy some precious time for Yevre, who was covering his right leg.

"Yevre, what are you doing, flash it!"

Looking at Yevre, who was still holding his wound and stunned, Lias instantly became anxious.

When Yevre heard this, he immediately let go of the deep wound on his right leg, let it flow with pale blue blood, and limped away from the slow-moving Captain of the Bad Devil.

The Bad Demon Captain, who was still under the influence of gravity, felt that his body was extremely heavy, and it was very difficult to move, like a rusty machine.

The Bad Demon Captain struggled to open his fangs and growl.

"I don't believe that your gravity technique will continue forever, otherwise you wouldn't have run away in a hurry. When Lao Tzu moves freely, he will definitely sell you for a good price. ”

"The master will wait for you! The little devil, thinking back then, he didn't even have the qualifications to serve the master. After you've dealt with the Dark Dryads in the back, we'll discuss the other issues. ”

Lias, who flew up two hundred feet again, taunted the Captain of the Bad Demon with disdain.

At the same time, an identical sacrifice was once again chanted by Lias, and then an equally thick earthy yellow light once again enveloped the Captain of the Bad Demons.

The sad captain of the bad devil is a little crying without tears.

Can't this damn little thing fight openly once?

After being delayed for a while, the footsteps of the dark dryad got closer and closer, reaching the ears of the Bad Demon Captain, which was simply a talisman.

The evil demon captain who doesn't believe in evil is still fighting hard with his body, and he doesn't believe that he can't break the influence of the so-called gravity technique with his physical strength.

On the ground, the captain of the bad demon with bulging muscles felt his body light, and his movements returned to his normal appearance.

He was about to laugh a few times and taunt the little thing five hundred feet in the air, when he suddenly found that the sky was dark, but he was surrounded by several giant dark dryads.

Yevre, who had limped nearly two thousand feet away, couldn't help but laugh when he looked back at this scene.

"Damn it, it's surrounded, look how you're going to die this time! Fortunately, the powerful master rescued in time, otherwise it would have been really miserable. ”

The gloating Yevre is still scared until now, just a little bit!

The high boots that he had just arrived at were damaged like this, and the distressed Yevre was about to shed tears.

Lias flapped his little wings and flew back to the bone chaise longue on Jevre's head, quietly observing the changes in the battle situation, and recovering his mental strength that had been depleted again.

The Bad Demon Captain angrily looked at the giant tree roots that fell from the sky, and an evil fire surged into his heart, almost losing his mind in anger.

"Damn the tree spirit, don't you think that Lao Tzu's strength has plummeted now, and he is just a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch! If you don't come out with some real skills, you can really be bullied by Lao Tzu. ”

As soon as the words fell, the body of the Bad Demon Captain began to change drastically.

Suddenly he was about two feet taller, and his body became more majestic with the bulging muscles, and his right arm, which was obviously a few circles thicker, slashed sharply at the root of the giant tree.

The blade made intimate contact with the shimmering metallic root, and then made a screeching sound of cutting metal, accompanied by a faint spark.

The giant tree roots, which were obviously much worse in texture, were all cut off by sharp horizontal knives.

The gray sky reappeared in front of the Bad Demon Captain.

The Bad Demon Captain who broke out did not stop there, and the horizontal knife that flickered with cold light was continued to be waved by his powerful right hand.

In the blink of an eye, the hard, huge torso of several giant dark tree spirits slashed out wounds a foot and a half deep.

With the unwilling roar of the dark dryads, they fell to the ground like a collapsed hill.