Due to Diablo's factors, Azmodan really wanted to get rid of Wu Liang and recover some of the benefits lost by Burning Hell. According to his original plan, after finding the three abandoned things, the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info forcibly killed Wu Liang once, and then returned to the burning hell. It's just fate that made Azmodan meet Wu Liang on the first day of his arrival in the shelter.

Therefore, Azmodan did not pay attention to the more powerful Lionheart, but targeted Wu Liang as soon as he made a move.

"Diablo, that idiot, dares to lose the benefits of Burning Hell, but instead gives you the benefit of this little ant!" Azmodan's four eye pupils continued to release the power of original sin, and the volley rushed towards Wu Liang, "Hmph, even if you have the Blade of the Chosen One, what can you do?" Not a piece of waste to be kneaded? Even if you have the possibility of being comparable to the King of Nefarem and Udisian, what can you do to stop me before you have officially grown up? ”

"Destroy!"

The King of Original Sin smirked and laughed wildly, he wanted to use the power of Original Sin to destroy Wu Liang's heroic heart and cut off his knightly path to continue promotion, so as to completely destroy Wu Liang.

Roar!

A rough lion roar sounded, and a golden light flashed in front of Wu Liang's eyes, and a golden lion stood in front of him.

This lion Wu Liang had seen in Dengrik, incarnated by Lionheart, and was the hole card he used to fight against Marcel, the Angel of Hope, and now he has become a legendary powerhouse, even more powerful.

Wu Liang was very grateful for Lionheart's help, after all, the relationship between the two was not harmonious, and it was all because of White that Lionheart automatically resisted Azmodan's attack for Wu Liang.

"I wonder where White was placed by Lionheart?"

With a little doubt in his heart, Wu Liang began to invoke the king's qi in the sword of Khamhera, preparing for the attack later. Lionheart is too different from Azmodan after all, and he is already benevolent and righteous to resist himself at this time, and he can't afford to stay under Lionheart's umbrella all the time.

You always have to rely on your own strength to live better.

"Haha! Another guy who doesn't think he's going to be able to do anything! ”

Azmodan looked at the glittering lionheart with contempt.

The power of original sin is not defensible to Diablo's Black Breath of Fear and Mephisto's Power of Hatred. Don't look at Lionheart's use of the king's qi to fuse the golden light emitted by the holy light to resist the power of original sin, but it has secretly invaded Lionheart's body.

Roar!

The lionheart, which turned into a golden lion, can feel the invasion of the power of original sin, although it has not caused a change for the time being, but the more time passes, the more unimaginable the consequences will be, not to mention the relationship with White, he can't provide protection for Wu Liang for a long time, he can only roar a little unwillingly, and shouted to Wu Liang: "Boy, stimulate all your king attributes, with the help of the power of the king's chosen blade, maybe there is a glimmer of life!" ”

Hearing this, Wu Liang began to urge the two king attributes of the glory of the king and the will of the king without saying a word.

The sword of Kamhela was raised high, and the soft golden light escaped from it, swaying onto Wu Liang's body, draping the mottled Forgotten Void Soul armor with a brilliant color. The golden light in his eyes and behind him was the result of the effects of the attributes of the two kings, providing Wu Liang with the necessary defense.

The God of the Desert only left the king attribute of the glory of the king, although it failed to allow Wu Liang to obtain the only missing king majesty, but it made the glory of the king increase significantly, so the golden light that appeared behind him was particularly bright, not much different from the lionheart that also cultivated the glory of the king.

A series of adventures made Wu Liang easily smooth out the time gap.

"Come on!"

Wu Liang, who had finished his preparations, saw Jiang Luan, Du Xuan, and Weeping Willow standing in front of him, and shouted to Lionheart, and then the latter jumped high, no longer resisting the power of original sin, and let it rush towards Wu Liang, but before eroding Wu Liang, he first passed Jiang Luan and the others.

"It's not a big deal, is it?"

Feeling a strange energy surging in his body, Du Xuan said indifferently, the power of original sin will infinitely amplify the negative emotions in his heart, but as an assassin known for his pure heart, Du Xuan underestimated the power of original sin a little.

As everyone knows, he has already fallen into the path of Azmodan and suffered from the influence of the power of original sin.

"Don't take it lightly!"

Jiang Luan tried his best to calm his mind and not have distracting thoughts, the King of Original Sin was the Demon King of Hell after all, and the power of Original Sin without energy infusion alone was extremely weird. In just a few seconds, Jiang Luan felt that his mentality was fluctuating extremely much, reaching the point of being uncontrollable.

Although the weeping willow did not speak that year, watching his expression gradually change from indifference to calmness, it can be seen that he is usually silent, and he has experienced a great crisis from it.

The remaining three people in Qingluan Hall all wanted to contribute to Wu Liang and share some pressure, and at the same time, they also wanted to test their respective achievements.

But unexpectedly, the purple gauze soothsayer, whose indifference was comparable to that of the weeping willow that year, also quietly walked to the three of them, and entered the torrent of the power of original sin, his eyes were closed, his expression did not change, and he was not moved at all.

The mage Harvey and another Jerusalem player looked at the soothsayer in amazement, and they had the impression that the soothsayer would not join in the fun, so they had to explain his unusual behavior on the grounds of grinding. However, the two did not try to emulate the soothsayer, nor did they try to escape, but stayed where they were, waiting for the rest of the events to unfold.

Wu Liang, who stood at the end but was the most influential, looked at the four figures, and was a little moved, including the soothsayer in Jerusalem, no matter what the purpose, they shared part of the pressure for him.

The power of original sin was overwhelming, and Wu Liang, who was surrounded by golden light, was very keenly aware that there was still a part of the power of original sin that broke through the protection of the glory of the king, poured into his body, immersed in his mind, and was entangled with the glory of the king who guarded his soul, and there was no winner or loser for the time being.

The white-eyed dragon in the beast control ring turned over, and the dark green ghost fire in the pupils of his eyes jumped for a moment, so he ignored the others and continued to sleep.

Diablo, who has never appeared, casts a meaningful gaze at Wu who once "got along day and night", and sits back and watches Azmodan get closer and closer to the land of inheritance.

"Humph!"

Azmodan looked mockingly at the five players who were drowning in the power of original sin, but did not know the slightest danger of it, and snorted coldly as he approached quickly: "Little ant who doesn't know the height of the sky, let you taste the true power of the power of original sin!" ”

The golden light in his eyes skyrocketed again, and Azmodan began to infuse energy into the power of original sin, the previous power of original sin was only in vain, in order to lay the groundwork, and when the energy was infused, Wu Liang and the others instantly reacted to different degrees.

Endless negative emotions appeared out of thin air, and Wu Liang, who could still compete with him with the will of the king before, suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, his chest was very blocked, and negative emotions such as irritability, chaos, and anger followed.

Jiang Luan and the weeping willow that year were in a similar situation to him, although the two of them did not have the attributes of kings, they had the rest of the means, so they could still persevere. And Du Xuan's situation was even worse, the power of original sin actually magnified the snake phobia that he had changed infinitely, even though his mind was purer than the rest because of his professional characteristics, but he directly became the most miserable one, and instantly fell to the ground trembling, foaming at the mouth, and was delirious.

It is worth mentioning that the situation of the soothsayer is much better than that of the Qingluan Four, and he does not show any abnormalities from beginning to end, which makes Azmodan in the distance a little surprised.

"Adelan?"

The King of Original Sin was slightly surprised: "Even in that era, it was extremely rare for Adion to ignore this level of original sin power, hahahaha, interesting, interesting!" ”

But the King of Original Sin, who was still laughing just now, immediately changed his words, and said with a grim face: "But destroying such ants is more interesting!" ”

Azmodan once again enhanced the energy output, and the soothsayer still did not change, but Wu Liang and the others fell straight to the ground, and he had already come to the side of the inheritance land at this time, the lost thing can be called within reach, and the life and death of Wu Liang and the others can also be said to be between their thoughts.

"Fisgery!"

Azmodan looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with a mocking expression: "Look, your death is meaningless! ”

His gaze fell on the crescent moon in the night, and his smile suddenly disappeared.

Because he suddenly saw a holy white point of light appear from the bright moonlight, and at the same time, the point of light became clearer and clearer, until the whole was clearly revealed.

It was a sword, a sword of light surrounded by holy light.

The sword fell from the moonlit sky, carrying an endless aura of holiness, as if to destroy the evil of the world.

"The death of the desert god is still meaningful!"

The pitch-black light flashed, and the lifeless Lost Herathan appeared beside Wu Liang, ignoring Azmodan who was looking up at the sky, and said, "At least, it bought us time!" ”

"Bought time for the shelter too!" (To be continued.) )