Of course, this is also related to the skyrocketing power of Jevre.

Except for those earth-level and heaven-level powerhouses that are out of reach, the existence of Hols City, which can kill Yevre with a single blow, seems to be impossible to find.

Ziophra revealed a little bit of tone, if you compare it with pure hand-to-hand combat demons, there are really few Xuanjie who can suppress Yevre.

The strength is outstanding, the speed is weird, and the defense is not lagging behind, it is simply able to fight, resist, and run.

Thinking that the Initial Realm of the Ordinary Ground Rank was only two million pounds of strength, Ziopra was more and more optimistic about the future of Yevre and Lias.

This ruined investment is not a loss.

Looking at Lias who was about to advance, Ziophra was so excited that he couldn't hold back his old heart.

Maybe the ground level will not be the end of my life, and I will have the opportunity to think about it again.

While Jevre was still looking around, Zioflashi was silent, and Lias struggled to fight the nuts for less than twenty minutes, and the giant "carriage" came to a smooth stop in front of the gate of a cannon fodder small organization.

Thousands of low-level cannon fodder were respectfully lined up, waiting for Ceophrla's review.

It seems that Ziopra has the intention to make this secret stronghold public, and does not care about the inspection of those who are interested.

Ziophra didn't pay any attention to any cannon fodder, and looked left and right with a flat expression, under the leadership of Xuanjie's subordinates, before leading Yevre and Lias, who were also following the trend, hurriedly walked into the low mottled stone building.

Fortunately, the cleaning was relatively clean and there was no smell coming.

Passing through the hall carefully guarded by hundreds of Xuanjie guards, a group of three people, with more than a hundred elite guards, went all the way down.

After the last warning, all the people who can be here are elites, masters who are good at team combat.

Coupled with Yevre, who is already not weak, Ziopra is even confident that he will leave the nine crying face masters who have been combined into one.

Of course, some casualties are inevitable.

Passing through the brightly lit downward metal escalator, it is a common basement the size of a football field, which is really uncreative, and it is similar to the basement before, and I thought I was in the wrong place in the blink of an eye.

The only difference is that there are more fresh "resources" this time.

"My lord, there are a total of eight thousand Rank Peak Realm Demons here, and three thousand Rank Upper Realm Demons, which is still a little short of the number of people required by the Lord. ”

The Xuanjie Peak Realm Chameleon Demon who bent down and bowed down reported with a well-behaved expression.

"Recently, the city guards have been patrolling too strictly, and many targets have to be abandoned temporarily. ”

"Okay, I can understand. Dispose of it collectively now, faster. ”

Looking at a group of black metal chains with obscene expressions, broken hands and feet, and strong black metal chains, more than 10,000 advanced demons who were powerless to resist were trapped in the basement.

Don't try to run away, these Xuanjie guards are not vegetarians.

Although it is not as exaggerated as a dozen thousand, only a few dozen people at the peak of the rank still can't help an ordinary demon of the lower realm of the Xuan Rank.

And the Xuan-rank demons guarding here are hundreds, and they can be easily suppressed.

The Xuanjie Chameleon, who had experienced the last life absorption technique, conscientiously carried out Ziophra's order, and began the bloody slaughter in the eyes of Lias's extremely eager Meng Fu.

The hell like a sea of blood, accompanied by a powerless struggle, a silent roar, and a fresh "resource" quickly piled up.

In order to avoid wailing all over the ground, a group of familiar Xuanjie demons actually destroyed all the vocal cords of their prey.

Looking back, Yevre lazily looked at this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, it didn't mean anything, it was just a game of the jungle.

If you weren't lucky, you might have become a member of the sea of corpses and blood.

Sitting cross-legged in silence, he let the sound of a sharp knife slashing his neck heard, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the life essence of Lias.

There is no Virgin, and there is no mercy, it's just that Yevre is already a little tired of such slaughter.

Perhaps, when you are strong enough and cold-blooded and ruthless enough, you can really adapt to the laws of the demon world.

Of course, the strange and orderly appearance of Halls City is just another thing, and it does not represent the truly chaotic demon clan.

This sentence was said by the old fritter Ziophra, and it has nothing to do with Lias.

The familiar chanting of the sacrifice echoed in the basement in a low voice, but Yevre still didn't open his eyes.

Isn't it just a six-pointed star that I've seen many times, what's so special?

Then it is to extract the life essence of fresh "resources", and along with the weathered flesh, only some gray ashes will remain.

Without looking, Jevre was familiar enough to describe the scene.

It's just that Ziopra and his subordinates are shocked every time, and they haven't seen a big scene.

The familiar warm current, coming from the void violently, a series of formless and substantial thin threads, connecting the grinning Lias and Yevre.

Yevre clenched his fists, sweating like rain and bearing the pain of his heart, letting his muscles deform and twist, the bones of his whole body crackled, the tendons of his body were burning, his blue skin seemed to be about to crack, and a trace of dark blue blood flowed quietly involuntarily.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

The painless reward for improving your strength and the hellish experience of having a headache and wanting to grab Lias and beat him up are worlds apart.

If it weren't for the sake of strength, Yevre would not want to continue to suffer.

From the territory of the beast to the city of Halls, Lias's brutal way of increasing his strength has become more and more wild.

Fortunately, Yevre's current physical fitness is strong enough, otherwise this will skyrocket another 500,000 pounds of strength, and 600 speed, which is enough to send him into the ghost gate after he once entered the initial realm.

From this sudden surge in strength, and Lias's strong momentum that finally relented as before, Yevre became more and more unable to figure out the details of Lias.

This increase in strength has already surpassed the growth of the Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter, which is the lower grade of the Heavenly Rank, when it broke through the Xuan Rank realm.

According to Ziophra's theory, Lias's bloodline level is probably close to the upper demon.

The most important thing is that Lias is not a demon known for his physical strength, and most of his strength is based on sacrifices.

Thinking about it, Lias only gave half of the life essence, although his realm was still in the lower realm of the Xuan Rank, and he did not continue to break through, but his strength had increased by a large order, and his conventional strength had reached 1.37 million pounds, which could be called infinitely powerful.

In the same way, Lias, who is still in the initial realm of the Xuan Rank, is already much stronger than Ziophra in physical body, and if his spiritual power progresses synchronously, it is estimated that Ziophra may not be the opponent of the mysterious Lias.

Thinking of this, Yevre had already opened his green eyes, staring at the momentum that kept rising, until the white smoke disappeared, and then he completely stopped breaking through and stopped at Lias in the initial realm of the Xuan Rank. Forcibly endure the boundless pain, trying to capture him and have a good talk.

Unfortunately, Lias seemed to sense something, and glared at Yevre fiercely, and then completely reined in his momentum, and whispered to the joyful Ziopra while waiting for Yevre to return to normal.

Yevre's muscles were bruised, his finger joints were white, his face was full of pain and hideous, his breathing was heavy, even the ground was wet with sweat, and his heart beat like a heavy drum beat, and his whole body was convulsed and swayed from side to side.

Yevre forced his patience, gritted his teeth, and remained silent for nearly three hours in severe pain before finally relieving.

As the boundless pain quickly receded, Yevre, who was sore and swelling, slowly stood up with the sound of crackling rhythms.

didn't dare to punch and kick his legs vigorously, this once again skyrocketed with force, Yevre couldn't control it, let alone send and receive it from his heart.

Even the blood qi that was as thick as fireworks could not be restrained, like a blazing torch, forcefully forcing the surrounding demon guards away.

Looking at the slightly blue skin in annoyance, Yevre didn't know what was going on.

I used to be blue, like bright grass, who knew that after closing my eyes for a while, it would become blue.

In an instant, an old song came to Jevre's mind.

"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs ......"

It's an embarrassing feeling, a little unbearable.

No wonder Ziophra and Lias looked at them so strangely just now!

Cautiously walking, but still stepping on the ground paved with inferior metal, it was potholes.

Horrific footprints more than a foot deep were the result of Yevre's efforts to control.

This time, if Yevre doesn't exercise honestly for a few days, it is estimated that he will really say goodbye to the kitchen for a while.

This hand strength, this thigh, is completely out of control, isn't that going to demolish the house.

Ziophra saw that Yevre, who had grown in strength but was embarrassed, and at the suggestion of Lias, chanted an illusion spell.

This concealment illusion should not be simple, after all, with Ziopra's strength, he also chanted for more than three minutes, and a dark blue hideous bone joint was used in the middle.

After the monstrous blood qi was tightly concealed by the illusion, Ceophra opened his mouth with a complicated expression.

"Yevre, go back to the manor immediately, cultivate for a while, and restrain this blood qi that is enough to frighten the Yin Soul. Otherwise, you'll probably be a thorn in the side of some old guys. ”

As he spoke, Ziophra became more and more cautious.

"With such a strong vitality, if I hadn't signed a contract, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to bear it. Using some secret methods of transferring, how can you live for an extra month or two. ”

"Ah, it's going to be like this, so let's go back quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

Yevre looked at the vanishing blood flames, and moved cautiously, but unfortunately it was still a deep foot and a shallow foot, as if walking in the half-human high snow in the north.

"Besides, my illusion can only last for ten days, and the consumption is quite large, so you don't want to gain an inch. ”

As he spoke, Ziophra turned his head to look at the amused Lias.

"You'd better help, or I'll have to destroy this basement. ”

As he spoke, Yevre accidentally fell to the ground and smashed the inferior metal floor into a deep pit.

"Hehehe, it's fun!"

Lias couldn't help but laugh a few times before he forcibly held back under Yevre's murderous gaze.

"Light Breeze. ”

Lias strangely pronounced the name of the sacrifice, and then a transparent spiral gas of tangible and intangible substance quietly enveloped Yevre's body.

Then, Huo Ran felt that Yevre, who was light, was lifted up by a swirling air flow before he could stand up straight, and walked straight up.

This guy Lias actually took one step directly, like pulling a balloon, and easily took Yevre away.

Jevre tried to struggle, but found that the air around him was viscous like mud, and after thinking for a moment, he gave up shaking.

It's good that way, and it saves a little effort.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of strange and hideous eyes, Yevre floated straight into the giant "carriage", but the light wind technique was still not lifted.

Yevre's half-recumbent body actually had a thick layer of viscous gas between it and the curved chaise longue.

This feeling is a bit like the spiritual liquefaction mentioned in the "Heavenly Fire Meditation Technique".

"Lias, your spiritual power has also increased greatly, in the past, your basic sacrifice was not so powerful!"

Fortunately, Yevre was able to speak, so he didn't suffocate to death.

Although with Yevre's current physique, there is no air, he can hold on for a day or two.

But the habits that have been cultivated over the years are really hard to change.

"You're not talking nonsense, the master just eats with mental power. ”