"Who's here again?"

Lan Wu heard another unfamiliar voice coming, and he almost couldn't help jumping. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoTwo of the three demon gods of hell and the four great demon kings are here, and what other big man dares to appear on such an occasion?

There were no footsteps, and a tall figure floated out of the dimly lit hallway like a ghost. As soon as he saw the illusory wings of light behind this person, Lan Wu's face turned cold, and a faint killing intent gradually appeared in his eyes.

Archangel Tyrell.

Frankly speaking, since Lan Wu came to this world, he has always faced the twists and turns of his encounter with a peaceful mind. But the archangel Tyrell was the one he genuinely hated. Ever since he was inexplicably framed in the Demon Fortress, he didn't have a good impression of this birdman. Even if the Birdman saved his life at the hands of Duriel.

Tyrrell was still dressed like he had in the game, and his white cloak floated slowly. Under the hood of the cloak, a small half of its face was exposed, and the expression on its face could not be seen at the moment. If it weren't for the color of the cloak and the flocculent wings of light, it would be almost the same as a Dark Wanderer.

"Tyrrell, this is the Throne of Destruction, my territory." Baal's eyes once again lit up with a faint green fire, and he did not hide the murderous intent in his heart: "We will fulfill our promise." But you also have to know that this is not the place you should be. ”

Lan Wu's face sank again. Although he had already speculated, he couldn't help but feel resentful when he heard Barr admit that he had reached some kind of agreement with Tyrell. Birdmen are still birdmen after all. Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

"I don't believe in demons." Tyrrell stopped about a dozen meters away from Durrell and tore off his cloak, revealing white armor and the famous Archangel Sword.

Immediately, Baal and the other demons became nervous. Due to the influence of the World Stone, even if they are Demon Gods and Demon Kings, they are still not much stronger than Tyrell here, and even slightly weaker. Otherwise, Tyrell would not have been able to lead humanity to flatten the already collapsed situation to the point where it is now.

Just as Baal and the other demons subconsciously focused all their attention on Tyrell, Lan Wu suddenly moved. The leaping attack began, and Lan Wu leaped high, slashing the legendary sword like a falling star at Duriel's head.

This outburst really surprised everyone present. Even Baal, who was so close, couldn't react, let alone Durrell.

"Ahh Duriel let out a scream, and half of his forelimbs spun and flew in the air. If it hadn't subconsciously raised its hand to block it at the last moment, I'm afraid this blow would have left the deepest impression on it in its life.

With a successful blow, Lan Wu was unforgiving, and with the downward trend, the volley opened a whirlwind. In an instant, poor Dureel didn't even react, and was once again consumed by the Storm of Blades.

No one went to save it.

The moment the nearest Barr opened the whirlwind in Lanwu, he was immediately keenly aware of the infinite power contained in the blade storm, and immediately fled to Diablo on the opposite side as if teleporting. As soon as it appeared, it had already returned to its original form. It finally admits that its brother didn't deceive itself, and secretly rejoices that it wasn't as unlucky as Duriel. Otherwise, if you eat such a sword storm solidly, even the body of an immortal demon god will be a little unbearable.

Barr chose to protect himself as soon as possible. Diablo and Mephisto, as well as Andariel on the other side, were even less concerned about the life or death of Dureel. Demons are like that. Durrell is technically just Barr's pet. Since the owner did not come to the rescue, as outsiders, they turned a blind eye to it with great interest.

"Opportunity." Seeing that none of the demons such as Baal had made a move, Lan Wu immediately interrupted his skill without thinking, pulled out his right glove in the air, and plunged it into the bloody wound on Dureel's abdomen.

Refreshing.

Lan Wu couldn't help but feel excited. The vast and majestic demonic qi was frantically injected into the body along the arm. Duriel is from hell, and he is cold himself, so his magic power is naturally biased towards cold. This injection is like drinking a cold drink just taken out of the refrigerator in the summer, and the pores of the whole body are involuntarily opened.

Lan Wu is shuang, and Duriel is tragic.

Lan Wu's first blow just now, although Duriel raised his hand to block it like a conditioned reflex, his mind had already turned a corner. I wanted to rely on the hard carapace to block this blow, and then give this damn human a good look. Unexpectedly, the hard carapace that he had always been proud of had only slowed down the speed of this human being's fall a little.

And then it found itself in a real tragedy. A storm of furious blades tore through its proud carapace, nearly turning its belly, which was no weakness at all, like a puddle of mud in a swamp. That's fine. Demon King, life is a bargain. Not to mention the self-healing power. But then it felt the magic in its body instantly pour out like a tide.

It's all too familiar.

"Lord Barr, save me!" Duriel was immediately frightened, and finally understood why he had just felt uneasy. The terrible impression of being almost sucked into a dry corpse instantly came back to my mind.

When Barr heard Duriel's plea for help, his face was so gloomy that he almost dripped. It's not that it didn't see Lan Wu's move. But it doesn't think that a human, even a benefactor, can subdue a powerful demon king by inserting his hand into the belly of a demon king. Almost subconsciously, it assumed that Duriel was making fun of himself.

"Save ...... Save me! "Duriel's soul almost flew. The vast magic power poured out, so that it didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, let alone break free from Lan Wu's right hand, and even the voice had become weak, as if it was about to die.

This time it's not the same as it was at the beginning. At first, Lan Wu just made a small opening and forcibly devoured the magic power, but now he directly stabbed his right hand into Duriel's stomach. Almost half of his arm was gone, and where was what Duriel could resist.

"It's not good, hurry up and save it." Diablo was upset, roared, and raised his hand to send out a black-red fireball.

"It's a pity." Lan Wu heard the movement behind him, and secretly said that he was sorry, and then quickly pulled out his hand, changed into a giant battle staff in the blink of an eye, and directly teleported the flash person.

"Thank you...... Thank you. Durrell collapsed to the ground. It lost most of its mana in a short period of time, leaving it no longer had enough strength to support its huge body.

At this time, Lan Wu suddenly appeared in the clearing. With a sweep of his gaze, five of the six small talismans left around him had become like small suns. And the last small amulet was also half lit, like an incandescent lamp, and it was only a little short of being able to be charged. It's a pity that it was interrupted by Diablo's good death, which eventually led to a failure.

But it doesn't matter, there are five more small amulets. (To be continued.) )