The two behemoths slammed into each other, and the entire stone platform shook violently, letting out an overwhelmed moan.

The clay stone demon shook his body and swept his thick arm into the remaining half of Dduriel's mouthparts. If it is smashed this time, the arm with a diameter of more than half a meter, not to mention the mouthparts of Durier, I am afraid that even the hard stone platform will have to kneel.

In the face of the whizzing arm, Durrell let out a sharp hiss, took a step back with the force of the shock, and a pair of forelimbs brushed left and right with the bow, and fiercely slashed two large pieces of dirt off the clay stone demon's chest.

"This is not the earth." Duriel laughed strangely, and several pairs of chelicerae under him did not wait for the mud to hit the ground, and kicked it out of the stone platform with a few brushes.

In response, it was the other arm of the Clay Stonefick. With a roar that clearly contained rage, the Clay Stone Demon suddenly took a step forward, smashing the Yellow Dragon with one arm and slamming the pestle on Durreel's chest.

Durrell was caught off guard. The sharp chelicerae ploughed more than a dozen criss-crossing deep marks on the stone platform, and it was only after sliding three or four meters backwards that it stabilized the body. Before it could fully regain its balance, two gray shadows swooped over the clay stone demon and crashed into Durrell's chest like meteors.

At this moment, Duriel lost his balance again, and his huge body was about to collapse at the sight of it. Durrell hurriedly paddled his chelicera, desperately trying to stabilize his center of gravity. At this moment, a bone scepter and a bone javelin fell almost simultaneously, completely destroying its balance.

"Damn." Durrell roared and fell to the ground, chelicerae dancing in vain as he tried to hit Luck and seriously injure one of his opponents.

Lanya and Bruna rebelled and managed to take down Duriel. They didn't love to fight, and immediately pulled back and narrowly avoided Duriel's counterattack, and returned to the clay stone demon.

One touch to collect, never rush.

Lan Wu saw the battle between the two of them from a distance, and secretly praised it in his heart. Forty-five Lanya and Bruna have no problem dealing with ordinary demons. However, if you have to deal with Durrell who is at least level 60 or above, even if you take it all in, it may not be able to cause too much damage to Duriel.

As he thought about it, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his vision, sinking into Duriel's abdomen. His eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't help but applaud secretly. Duriel was covered in a hard carapace, with only a slightly fragile abdomen.

Afaf struck a blow. The power of light contained in the light bolt suddenly burst out. There was a noticeable black spot on Durel's gray abdomen.

"Holy light, it turned out to be holy light!" Durell rolled over and crawled up, looking extremely furious.

It's just a Titan appearing. This is a mystical refuge, not a vast land. Titans are greatly affected in this kind of stone-only place. Without strong self-healing, the Titan is nothing remarkable. But with the power of the Light, it's hard to say.

At this moment, Durrell really wanted to slip away. But it also knew that there was no way out. Even when exiting the Mystic Sanctuary, Warlock Canyon remains the biggest obstacle. Leaving the mystical sanctuary, the vast lands of Warlock Canyon will become a powerful force for the Titan. One increase and one decrease, and he has no chance of winning.

Unless the sandworm lord can rush back in time to dig through this independent space, it will only be a trapped beast and a little more time to live. And the Sandworm Lord can't return to Warlock Canyon now.

After only a hundredth of a second of hesitation, Durrell pounced again. It had everything before it could kill the Titan, and neither the Titan nor the skeleton that would shoot arrows of light could damage itself.

The two behemoths collided again.

The clay stone demon's near-buggy deceleration aura seems to have lost its effect. Durrell's speed continued unabated, and several pairs of chelicerae danced to their feet, constantly pulling down patches of dirt on the clay stone demon's chest. In just over a minute, the Clay Stone Demon had almost lost more than a circle. The stone platform was covered with fine soil particles. The results are brilliant.

But Durrell also paid a heavy price.

Completely abandoning his defenses, Durrell attacked fiercely. The Clay Stone Demon also fought with him like a madman. Again and again, the thick arms landed on the hard carapace of Duriel. The armor is extremely strong enough to block sharp weapons, but it can't block the blow of a thick arm like a blunt weapon, and the extremely high rebound damage from the thorn aura. The unparalleled force pierced through the carapace, making Duriel's chest churn with blood and blood every time, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die immediately.

The short-lived confrontation was fleeting. With two thuds, the Clay Stone Demon took two steps back, his body shook, and he stabilized again. Its massive body was covered with scratches of all sizes. Duriel's chelicerae took advantage of this kind of attack.

Burst.

Duriel didn't feel good either. A mouthful of jet-black blood spurted out and landed on the stone platform with a sneering sound. The highly poisonous blood corroded more than a dozen stone pits large and small on the stone platform in an instant.

Almost at the same time, both sides moved.

The Clay Stone Demon roared. The mud all over the stone platform is windless, and the birds melt into its body like a forest. Those scratches of varying shades heal quickly. It didn't take long for it to be almost the same.

On the other hand, Duriel was not far behind and activated his self-healing magic. With a piercing hiss, the thick demonic aura above the mysterious shelter suddenly surged, forming a thick pillar of black clouds that suddenly fell into its mouth. In just a few breaths, the originally rich black clouds shrank by more than a third. And its carapace became more and more black, obviously not only healing the injury, but also improving a lot by the way.

Lan Wu saw Du Ruier suddenly play this move, and couldn't help but scold in his heart. It's so shameless. There are probably tens of thousands of demons in the entire mysterious shelter. The demonic energy contained in so many demons is probably enough for Duriel to fight for more than half a month or even longer. He wasn't sure that the clay stone demon blessed with the blessing of the little amulet would last so long.

"Rodament, do it." Seeing that he could not suppress Dureel, Lan Wu immediately gave Rodamant an order through a magic contract.

"It's not time yet." Rodamant's answer came quickly, and it also left Lan Wu speechless.

Lan Wu looked at Rodamant, who was standing on the shoulder of the Clay Stone Demon, and rolled his eyes a few times. Eduriel's massive body could hit him even with his eyes closed. The poisonous gas it emits is not a decoration, and now it can output a little more.

Thinking about it, Lan Wu didn't intend to force the order. Rodamant was an old ghost, a member of the awesome race of the Hradim. There's no reason you won't fight.

Looking at the recovered behemoths fighting together again, Lan Wu quickened his pace. Lanya's thorny aura is sharp. The level 70 Clay Stone Demon also has quite good damage, and if you add the support of damage amplification, it is very promising to completely suppress it before Durrell recovers again.

Kankan rushed to the vicinity of the stone platform, and the battle on the stone platform had become extremely fierce.

The sharp chelicerae flew up and down, constantly ripping off patches of dirt of various sizes. The thick arms went straight to and fro, and every time they pestled Duriel unspeakably uncomfortable, a mouthful of old blood was eager to spurt out immediately. And the three of Lan Ya thoroughly implemented the tactics of attacking, shuttling back and forth around Duriel, waiting for an opportunity to inflict a little damage on him.

Except for the strong crush, all the victories are the result of the accumulation of such a small amount of damage.

The battle was at a stalemate.

As soon as Lan Wu saw that the battle situation was stalemate, he hurriedly raised his hand and smashed out a damage deepening, and decisively joined the battle group. His addition immediately added a weight to the balance of victory.

With the blood-red glow of the damaging curse on his head, the pressure on Duriel immediately increased. Not to mention the heavy blow of the clay stone demon, even those three damn flies, the attack that landed on him was also doubled. In particular, Afaf's light arrows were so depressed that Duriel almost vomited blood.

Gradually, the hard carapace was finally incomplete, and many thin cracks appeared. Durell was in a hurry, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw and devour the demonic qi to heal his injuries. But where is the time.

Without waiting for Lan Wu to order, Lan Ya's three hearts exploded in an instant. The dense offensive rained down on Durell. The tiny cracks suddenly expanded. In just a few minutes, the originally shiny carapace on its body became fragmented, and the cracks on the carapace were dense like spider webs, which was indescribably miserable.

That's when Rodament finally launched his first attack. A cloud of green poisonous gas flew in and landed impartially in a crack. In an instant, Durrell hissed in pain. The wound had corroded into a pus-drenched pit in a very short time.

This move, Rodament no longer holds back. Clouds of poisonous gas flew out of its hands, landing on each crack with the precision of a laser-guided bomb. The hard carapace can no longer resist the extremely corrosive corrosive poison. The leather-like sheath under the carapace could not resist it. Soon, Durrell was drenched in blood, and the hiss of pain lasted for a long time.

"I am Duriel, the Lord of Pain!" Durrell let out a roar of pain, ignoring the sky and taking a deep breath.

In an instant, the thick demonic qi in the sky poured like a dragon into water, pouring straight into the monstrous mouth of Duriel. In a short period of time, the bruised Dureel was resurrected on the spot full of blood and demons. The jet-black carapace shone like a straight one. The faint starlight sprinkled down, reflecting the black carapace like a fine work of art.

"How much magic do you still have!" Duriel laughed strangely, and the chelicerae suddenly poked out, and a blow of the King Kong Dragon Diamond pierced the chest of the clay stone demon like lightning, and came out of the back.

Throwing out a damage deepening, Lan Wu chuckled in his heart. Duriel's roar hit his own fears. Looking at it again, his heart couldn't help but be clouded.

It was as if the clay stone demon had really lost all its life, and its arms hung limply. Lumps of mud larger than a human head fell from his body. I don't know if it's really said by Duriel. The magic of those five little amulets is gone.

"Oops." Lan Wu secretly said that it was not good. The situation is getting worse and worse. Five dim little amulets suddenly flew out of the clay stone demon's body, returned to his body and began to whirl.

"Titans who have left the earth cannot be my opponent, human." Spirited and unspeakably proud, Durrell deliberately slowly withdrew his chelicerae, causing the clay stone demon's body to disintegrate even faster.

"Hurry back." Lan Wu hurriedly reminded Lan Ya of them. It's a pity that it's too late. Losing the clay stone demon's deceleration aura, Duriel's speed suddenly increased by a large margin.

With two thuds, Lanya and Bruna were blasted in the air and fell into splinters. Only Afaf and Rodament, who were slightly further away, survived.

Lan Wu's heart sank to the bottom. This time it's really planted. (To be continued.) )