Chapter Seventy-Three: The Flame Demon

"Everybody's out!" Wu Qi hurriedly commanded.

Although the high platform is not large, it barely allows the team of twenty people to gain a foothold. Everyone knows the preciousness of time at this time, and if the sacrifice dies one second earlier, the fire demon will have a little less strength!

Wu Qi chanted spells, first served, first served, one spell after another was released on the dark elf sacrifice.

Dark Elf Sacrifice: A fifth-level ordinary demonic creature

HP: 2931/3000

The amount of blood is terrifying, and it is not at all the amount of blood that a demonized creature should have!

It must be the system that is funny! Wu Qi gritted his teeth, and against the center of the six-pointed star, the magic circle swayed, as if it was a little unbearable because he communicated with the distant underground.

Roar!

Evil roars echoed through the palace, far and near.

It's the Fire Demon! The Flame Demon is coming out!

Wu Qi's heart tightened, and he didn't need to remind him, and the rest of the people silently opened their firepower, and all kinds of skills were thrown out regardless of consumption.

A dark elf sacrifices to death! The circle connected to the ground fluctuated, and a huge palm stretched out from the circle, with four fingers on his hand, and his claws were as sharp as a scimitar, dark and sharp, and the back of his hand was red, and flames like lava flowed on his hand.

Two dark elves sacrifice to death! Two palms stretched out, and the evil aura echoed in the circle.

Three Dark Elves Sacrifice to Death! The arms were bare, its lava-like skin bare, and its elbows, blade-like bones were bare, white and immaculate, permeating with the smell of death.

Four Dark Elves Sacrifice to Death! The terrifying face of the flame demon stretched out from the magic circle, and he looked around smartly at Wu Qi and the others who were struggling to output, and sneered, and his voice was like a sharp weapon rubbing past, making people's bodies tremble.

Five Dark Elves Sacrifice to Death! At this time, everyone had to reduce their output in order to maintain the last amount of blue, and the speed at which the fire demon came out of the circle became faster and faster. As he exerted his arms, the ground of the inverted six-pointed star collapsed, and his body was revealed little by little, his body was full of red flames, and the bones exposed behind his back were like elbows, full of sharp weapons.

Six Dark Elves Sacrifice to Death! The fire demon roared angrily, most of his body had already come out, his body half crouching, trying to get his legs out of the circle. The six Dark Elves are all dead, and there is no more existence in this world that can provide him with evil energy!

The flames of the fire demon's body burned with rage, and his hands pressed against the high platform, and the tremendous force caused the ground to break inch by inch, spreading like a spider's web!

He's struggling and hasn't come out yet!

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

For this point, the people in the team reached a tacit agreement without reminding them. The drunkard came to the fire demon with a shield on his shoulder, and although he was only half of his body, the fire demon's size was much higher than that of a drunkard who was one meter nine tall.

The drunkard slashed at the fire demon with a sword, only causing 6 points of damage, and he was not discouraged, and the skill leveling and slashing were like flowing water, and a series of damage floated up on the fire demon's head.

Wu Qi took the time to look at the attribute bar of the Flame Demon, and suddenly felt a headache,

Flame Demon: Level 7 Elite Demon Creature (Weakened)

HP: 20000/50000 [Large Creature] [High Demon]

Description: The Dark Elves in the Flame Cave don't know where they got the Fire Demon Summoning Altar, but unfortunately, both their strength and the items used in the sacrifice are too low-level. The fire demon of the thirty-sixth layer of the abyss felt the summoning of the dark elves, and when he teleported, his attributes were weakened to an extremely low level. Of course, it's not something you can resist with weakness!

The system unexpectedly gave a specific explanation, but when Wu Qi saw the last sentence, the corners of his mouth did not twitch, and he wanted to kill the designer.

After nearly ten minutes of exhaustion, the fire demon's blood volume finally dropped by half again, and there were still about 10,000 left. The Flame Demon's own constitution gave it powerful resistance and a suffocating recovery ability, and Wu Qi had no doubt that if they rested for a minute, the Flame Demon's HP would quickly return to its full value.

At the same time, the Fire Demon finally struggled out of the magic circle against the six-pointed star.

"This is? The terrestrial world? Its voice was hoarse and thick, and when he saw Wu Qi and the others, his evil face was hideous, "Boom! It's the taste of fresh flesh! ”

He stomped on his feet fiercely, and the magic circle under his feet, which had been broken by his struggle, suddenly shattered, and with the shaking rolling, the cracks on the high platform were vertical and horizontal, and they had a tendency to expand!

"The platform is coming down! Jump in! Wu Qi hurriedly said.

The high platform is only three or four meters high, and with Wu Qi's physique now, jumping down will not be affected at all, let alone the shield armor warriors who are good at physique.

Bang!

The high platform that was originally intended to summon the fire demon was destroyed by him himself with the arrival of the fire demon, and in the dust, the outline of the fire demon's figure that was taller than the high platform was revealed.

"Human! Enjoy the fear of death! ”

The hoarse voice that penetrated deep into the soul sounded, and the fire demon slowly walked out of the dust. It had an extra scimitar out of thin air in its hand, and the scimitar had been lavender, plain but felt that staring at the soul would also be drawn in.

Bang!

This time it was the sound of the fire demon's footsteps, and his huge body made his every step echo through the palace. His evil eyes stared at Wu Qi and the others, and he strode forward, the scimitar in his hand raised high, and he was about to slash.

The drunkard has no fear, and he, as a team MT, can't back down. He held his shield, his damage reduction skill was activated, his center of gravity sank, and he had a defensive posture to meet the scimitar of the fire demon!

Boom!

-160! High damage floated from the top of the drunkard's head, and the scimitar left a visible mark on the shield. The drunkard couldn't stand the powerful force, and his body couldn't help but retreat. While he retreated, he kept adjusting his posture so that his center of gravity would not be disturbed.

The Flame Demon has been following the Lord of the Flame Demon all year round to charge into battle, and his sword skills will naturally not be bad. It is well versed in the true meaning of the pursuit of victory, and it is not at all like the current level of monsters programmed, as soon as the drunkard's body retreats, the scimitar of the fire demon follows step by step.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The drunkard struggled to block, metal sparks flew everywhere, and the shield was covered with traces left by the scimitar, faintly giving birth to cracks. He calmly followed the strength of the scimitar and slowly retreated, shrouded in the scimitar of the fire demon, like a flat boat in the stormy waves, floating uncertainly, but difficult to sink.

Feng Nanming's three priests desperately brushed the healing technique, and the healing technique that gave birth to the breath of life jumped on the drunkard's head again and again, causing the drunkard's blood volume to fluctuate in the residual blood level, making the onlookers' hearts tremble.

Wu Qi had no other way at this time, but to hope that the drunkard could bear it. He connected with the rest of the team and threw his skills at the fire demon, causing its HP to drop slowly but forcefully.