The dragon roared and bit down on Diorbe's head. Bursts of magic and a gust of wind. Diorbet was not flustered, his wand stood up, and he whispered: "Ah...... O great Lord Bellato, please grant your daughter sincere protection! ”

As soon as the chant fell, the magic around Diorbe was condensed, and in an instant, a black-purple magic shield unfurled.

The dragon's head is fierce, the lightsaber is swift, but the magic shield defense is too strong. With a ding, Ivan's lightsaber was flicked off.

Seeing the opportunity, the magic array in the air behind him condensed, and the purple-blue elemental ball attacked Ivan again.

Ivan was in the air, and when he saw the elemental ball coming, he didn't dare to be careless. But he was very decisive, his sword qi condensed at his side, and he stepped forward with his sword and slashed.

In the field, I saw a flying sword and Ivan disappearing in an instant, this sword skill was so fast, as if it tore through time and space, leaving only a faint afterimage.

"Extreme Divine Sword Technique - Instant Slash!" Ivan flashed away, falling behind Diorbe and turning back with his sword.

Diorbe just wanted to defend, but the sword was too fast, and he felt a flash of sword light, and a flying sword that was gathered by magic power pierced into his body with the sword light; She wanted to force this flying sword out, but as soon as the flying sword exploded, countless sword qi mixed with magic power came out of her body.

Blood spilled, like rubies in the air. The sword qi stirred again, and the wound on Diorbe's abdomen was torn as big as a bowl, and blood gushed like a fountain.

Ivan approached, and the lightsaber pointed at her head and said, "Can't you just talk about it......?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Diorbe kneeling on the ground and crying loudly: "Ah, Lord Belato, has the blood been eaten?" Are you still satisfied? ”

Ivan looked weird, goosebumps rose all over his body; He did not dare to hold it up, and slashed at Diorbe's head with his sword. A pitch-black aura appeared out of thin air, revealing bursts of ancient and evil smells. The lightsaber was entangled in this pitch-black aura, and it could no longer be cut into half a minute.

Ivan was amazed, and thought to himself: Could this be the demon god? Step back and see what changes before you respond. As soon as his thoughts fell, Ivan drew his sword, leaned a little, and landed beside Tillan.

At this time, the altar was already filled with the dark aura, and it was dancing in the air. As soon as the breath was collected, it was all absorbed by Diorbe. But I saw that Diorbe's wound healed rapidly, leaving no scars, and even the blood that had been spilled on the ground was sucked back.

Diorbe stood up with his wand on his hand, touching his smooth lower abdomen and smiling lowly. The laughter was evil, echoing in the church with an unknown atmosphere.

Diorbay tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something. I saw her grin and mutter, "Lord Belato...... Lady Belato...... Are you calling me? Is there anything you want to tell me? ”

Ivan and Tillan were stunned, and secretly speculated: either there was really an unknown and strange demon god behind Diorbe, or ...... This woman is a madman!

"Got it, got it, my Lord Belato, you wanted delicious blood." Diorbe's eyes were a little blank, and he grinned, "As long as it's Lord Belato......"

As soon as these words fell, Diorbe's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ivan and smiled coquettishly: "Your blood is really beautiful, and it is the best sacrifice of Lord Bellatto!" ”

Ivan didn't talk nonsense, knowing that if he didn't defeat this woman here, he would cause endless trouble. He slashed with his sword, and the sword qi of 'breaking through the air and drawing his sword and slashing' flew out, and then he lifted up and flew away, shouting, "Blessing! ”

Tilland did not dare to be careless, and chanted: "God will protect you......"

An unknown force suddenly enveloped Ivan's body, the holy light shone, and the magic power in Ivan's body increased several times. The sword aura of 'breaking through the air and drawing the sword and slashing' suddenly became faster, the sword aura was wide and long, and Di Orbei could not avoid it.

Seeing the sword qi coming, Diorbe knew that he could not avoid it. With a wave of her wand and a chant, a magic shield appeared in front of her.

The sword qi rushed to the magic shield, and only a crisp sound was heard on the magic shield, and the solid magic shield shattered like a mirror. The momentum of the sword qi has not decreased, and it has arrived in a breath. Diorbe was not flustered, his wand was erected, and he pushed forward, and he heard a muffled sound, and the swift sword qi was blocked.

But Ivan had already dodged to Diorbe's side, and the lightsafer slashed horizontally, and the sword qi spun like a circle. This move 'Draw the Sword and Slash' came too unexpectedly, Di Orbe only noticed the sword qi of the 'Breaking the Sky Drawing and Slashing' in front of him, and when he sensed Ivan on his side, the 'Draw the Sword and Slash' had already been played.

The sword qi swirled sideways. Diorbe was in pain, and just wanted to cast a spell with his wand, but the slash was not over, and the sword qi swirled sideways and then circled horizontally.

Two slashes slashed through Diorbe's dress, but not through her close-fitting magical defenses. The cloth was flying, and the snow-white skin was somewhat beautiful in the candlelight.

Diorbe secretly hated, and took his wand to cast a spell. Not wanting Ivan to slam into his shoulders and knees, the lightsaber swung upward.

Diolbe didn't dare to be careless anymore, and his wand stabbed Ivan in the calf like a gun, trying to make Ivan lose his balance and hit the killer again.

Ivan saw the wand and kicked the wand in the side of his right leg, kicking it out of the way; The lightsaber pulled down, and one after another sword qi swung out, rushing with flames.

The sword qi carried flames, like a bird flying in the air. Ivan danced with a sword, like a beautiful woman's song and dance. But the sword aura is sharp, the flame waves are blazing, and if you are not careful, you will be cut into pieces and burned to ashes.

Diorbe didn't want this Ivan to be so fierce, and he couldn't help but have the idea of retreating in his heart; But on second thought, the Demon God really wanted the blood of these two people; After serving the Demon God for so many years, these requirements must be met!

But with the sword qi flames, Ivan's body was like a ghost. Diorbe blocked and blocked, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the magic power dried up; She gritted her silver teeth, summoned the remaining magic power to form a magic circle at her feet, and flashed to widen the distance.

The sword aura with flames did not stop. Ivanti slashed his sword, and the sword qi in the air converged and flew towards Diorbe.

"Ah...... O Belato, accept it...... "Dialbe ignored the flying sword qi and chanted loudly, "This gorgeous flower of life will always be your ......"

As soon as the chanting fell, countless tentacles grew out of the remaining magic array, enveloping those panicked slaves; The slaves screamed and thirsted, but they were powerless, and they were absorbed by the magic array one after another.

The tentacles disappeared, the light of the magic array dissipated, and bursts of evil magic suddenly poured out of Diorbe's body. The magic was majestic, and the wind swept through Diorbe's burnt dress, revealing her wonderful body.

The magic power is endless, and the flying sword qi is actually dispersed; The wind didn't stop, blowing out the white candles and banging on the church doors.

Ivan held his sword in hand, squinted around, and pondered: the slaves in these five magic arrays had been absorbed by this woman, and this must be the source of her strength; She has a chant time every time she casts a spell, presumably because she doesn't have the ability to cast spells quickly; And there is no formation here, there are no slaves, she consumes a lot of magic to cast spells, plus my magic power is strong, and if it is consumed for a while, it will be her death!

I wanted to stop the lightsaber and slash in the wind, and with a move of 'Breaking the Army and Slashing the Dragon Strike', I quickly hit Diorbe.

The wind swirled with a swirling sword, and the sword was swift and ruthless, giving Diolbe no time to chant and cast spells. But Nadi Orbe chuckled, just a random thought, and one by one elemental balls were generated out of thin air, heading towards Ivan.

Ivan reacted when he saw Diorbe's chuckle and secretly said badly, and the elemental balls had already flown in front of him. Ivan couldn't help but shout: "Shield! ”

There was a boom, the altar cracked, and shards of obsidian fell to the ground. When the dust and smoke cleared, I saw Ivan kneeling with his sword on his knees, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Diorbe looked at Ivan with a sneer, glanced at Tillan below, and sneered: "Your 'shield' is still a little powerful." Hum...... You're a scourge here! With his palm facing Tillan, he shouted, "Black Devil Arrow!" ”

I saw that the magic power in Diorbe's palm was compressed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small black arrow. The palm was like a bow, and the arrow was like the wind, tearing the air, and an arrow went towards Tirland.

When Tillan saw the arrows flying, he couldn't help but panic. But I heard Ivan shouting: "The hymn ......"

Without hesitation, Tirland clasped his hands together and the light of holiness shone down. She soared into the air, as if three pairs of wings were spread out behind her, like the presence of angels. Golden light sprinkled the church, angels sang, holy as lotus.

"Follow God's Will ......"

The black arrows slowly dissipated under the light of the holy light, as if they had been purified. Diorbe couldn't help but exclaim: "This, how is it possible? ”

The holy light enveloped Ivan, repairing the damage in his body, and restoring his magical powers. Taking advantage of Diorbe's stunned moment, Ivan dodged closer, condensed the magic power of his left hand, and threw it into the air.

The magic was like a ball, thrown into the air by Ivan. The ball spread out like a wave of water, condensing twenty-four qi swords. The sword aura was like a rainbow, enveloping the sky above Diorbe.

Diorbe secretly said that he was terrible and wanted to get out. But the twenty-four air swords had formed a sword formation, twelve of which flew to the ground and the other twelve hung in the air. Diorbe only felt that he was bound by the sword array, and he could no longer move.

Ivan stepped into the air, holding a lightsaber in his right hand and an air sword in his left hand, and slashed at Diorbe with both swings. Diorbe had no way to avoid it, and he couldn't use the magic power in his body when he was restrained, so he had to watch as he was beheaded.

Slash with an air sword, consume one, and then turn around and hold another air sword. The qi swords in the sword array were consumed one by one, and Diorbe was also slashed again and again.

Ivan's figure shuttled back and forth in the sword array, only to see the majestic magic outside the array, flying sand and stones; The sword light in the formation was huohuo, and the sword qi roared. Twenty-four slashes in a row, the sword momentum is like a rainbow, just like the surging of the storm in the sea.

"Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship - Storm Style!" As the qi sword was consumed, the slash fell, and Ivan squatted on the ground, holding the lightsaber and slashing diagonally at Diorbe.

This final slash gathered the magic power outside the array, and the lightsaber in Ivan's hand trembled and hissed. The slash slashed in the air, the sound of the sword was crisp, and the tall church exploded outward with the blow.

The broken walls of the rocks, the broken tiles and the rotten roof, and the blown stones fell to the ground outside. When you look closely, the obsidian altar is gone, and a huge ravine runs through the ruins.

Tillan had already shielded himself with the 'Holy Shield' before Ivan's final blow. The dust fell to the ground, the dust and smoke dispersed, and Tillan looked up to see where there was still a church, and the place he was in was already in ruins, rotten rubble, and miserable.

Ivan gasped and fell to Tillan's side, and said urgently: "Treatment! ”

Seeing Ivan's disgraced face, Tillan did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly treated with 'Holy Light'.

But he saw Diorbe lying on the edge of the ravine, and the huge sword wound was from the bottom up, and he almost tore her in half. The crimson blood infects the ground, converging into puddles.

Diorbe's eyes were blank, and his mouth opened weakly: "Lord Belato...... Lord Belato...... You should be looking down at everything right now! There were tears on her beautiful face, poignant like a falling flower in the ruins.

"I've done everything for you...... But why can't you help me? Diorbet muttered what seemed to be a dying word, "Since the oracle has been granted to me, you should help me!" Why, why not help me? Her words were indignant, and she didn't want to make such a loud noise at this dying moment.

It seemed that there was unwillingness in his heart, and it seemed that he was angry in his heart, and Diolbe laughed miserably, and laughed miserably.

Seeing this, Tilland couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic, and sighed secretly in his heart, but he was vigilant: "She looks like this, will she have a backhand?" ”

"I don't know." Ivan sat on the ground pranayama, "I'm not dead from the injury like this, I don't know what's going on." We're here to watch, and we'll know what we're going to know when we see it. ”

Ivan had experienced too many tricks to death or pretending to be seriously injured and hurting people, so he didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't dare to end Diorbe's life at this time, for fear of having a backhand.

Blood flowed from Diorbe's mouth like a delicate flower before it withered. I only heard her laughing stupidly, like a homeless child, and like helpless to the world.

"Hey, hey, hee-hee-hee......" Diorbe smiled, his eyes lit up, and his voice went crazy, "If you want to drink more blood, just tell me...... Okay, okay, got it, Mistress Belato. Some of the offerings are, are you hungry? I'll prepare a sumptuous meal for you! ”

As soon as these strange words fell, I saw countless tentacles stretching out of the void. There were too many tentacles, and before Ivan and the others could react, they had already wrapped the corpses of the members of the Cultivator Sect outside and absorbed them.

But I saw puffs of black smoke coming out of Diorbe's body. The tentacles retracted, burrowed into the black smoke and vanished. Black smoke absorbed the tentacles, enveloping Diorbe and floating in the air.

Squeak, squeak, an unknown sound resounded inside Diorbe. The black smoke burrowed back into her body, and she saw that Diorbe had become a monster.

The monster had the appearance of a human, but it had sharp barbs on its back and arms. The beautiful face was gone, only a face that looked like a snake but not a snake. The tall man wore no coats, and his dark blue hair swayed in the wind.

This 'Diorbe' laughed wildly in the air: "Hahaha, haha...... I knew Mistress Bellator was going to take care of me! She looked down at Ivan and shouted, "Today you will all be sacrificed to Lord Belato!" ”

Ivan was very shocked when he looked at Diorbe in the air, but he was also quickly ready for battle; He looked back and asked, "How much more mana?" ”

"Not much." Tilland replied in a low voice.

When Ivan heard this, he took out a snow-white fruit from his waist bag and said, "Then you keep it to protect yourself." ”

"Hmm!" Tillan replied, walking away from the battlefield.

Diorbe looked down at Ivan and sneered, "Now, Lord Bellator favors me!" No matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. ”

Ivan's face was solemn, guarding against Diorbe's sneak attack. As soon as he pinched the fruit in his hand, he raised his head and swallowed the snow-white juice.

This snow-white fruit is called 'Remi', and it is the fruit that grows on the 'sacred tree' of Arad. Remy can instantly heal the wounds on his body and restore a certain amount of magic. However, the sacred tree only bears a few dozen fruits every year, and the demand and consumption are quite large, so it is very precious and priceless.

Remy's juice ran down his throat, and in just a moment, Ivan felt that his magic power had recovered about thirty percent. He held the lightsaber, gathered his magic power towards the sword, and shouted in a low voice, "Magic energy! ”

Three strands of orange light appeared out of thin air, spinning around Ivan at a rapid pace. The magic power in his body burned rapidly, and Ivan didn't dare to hold it up, so he dodged with a lightsaber and attacked Diorbe.

Diorbe's claws fluttered, and dark purple magic flowed between his fingers, flicking Ivan's sword and grabbing it.

The sword dances in the red dust, and the light sand flies around. The raptor breaks through the sky, and the elements explode.

The Storm Sword slashed instantly, and the magic circle flashed and condensed. Heart Sword God Swordsmanship, Strange Insect Demon Ming.

A sword is cold, pay attention to the wind and groan. The earth cracks and the waves of flames explode, and the black smoke protects itself.

This bucket is really a shaking mountain, where the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the sand and stones are flying; The remnants of the deep pit are only bright.

Ivan's magic power in his body was almost exhausted, and although he secretly hated it in his heart, he was helpless. Diorbe was covered in sword wounds and bleeding all over the ground.

Ivan saw the opportunity, and the demonic energy outside his body spread, and shouted: "Bomb! ”

I saw that the three demonic energies gathered in one ball, and the ball was as red as fire, and it exploded.

The rubble rose again, flew into the air, and the ground sank into a large pit, leaving only the corpses.

Ivan fell on the edge of the pit, weak. The body of Diorbe in the pit was restored to its original appearance, but it was not alive at all.

Whose pursuit is it, O desolate man......