The Divine Descent Desire in mid-air glanced at Tang Luo with extremely resentful eyes, suddenly adjusted his body, and was about to run away after landing on the ground.

He's not stupid, after being slapped away by the suddenly stronger Holt, he already realizes that the white-haired man is dangerous!

When did such a person appear in the waste of the Exorcist Order?

After landing, the Divine Descent Desire turned into an afterimage and began to retreat strategically.

This news needs to be spread out so that it is not an escape.

As for the demons, even if they are high-level demons, they are just consumables.

It is the glory of these demons to stop these guys and contribute to the strategic retreat of the godsborn.

"Go, kill the white-haired man." The Divine Descent wants to give orders.

The demons who were originally besieging Holt and the others immediately turned their attack targets and killed Tang Luo.

"Huh?"

Tang Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Divine Descent Desire, who was retreating strategically, suddenly felt that there was an extra figure in front of him, and the moment he appeared, he passed by him, and at the same time, he suddenly tripped under his feet.

The Divine Descent wants to have 10,000 ways to re-stabilize the unbalanced body and continue to retreat.

However, he couldn't implement even one of these 10,000 methods.

I just felt my body lose my balance, and I could only watch my face get closer and closer to the ground.

Then there was intimate contact, and friction.

Face brake, body brake, rolling.

The Divine Descent wants to leave a mark on the ground, and it feels like the body doesn't belong to him anymore.

As a god of desire, he controls desire, and he also controls the human body.

It is easy to loot the body and become your own doll.

In addition to other people's and his own, the control of his own body, the Divine Descent Desire can be said to have reached perfection.

However, at this moment, his body was out of his control, and he trembled a little.

He sank his fingers into the dirt, stopped the trembling, and held the ground with both hands, like an ambushed cheetah, and rushed out, not in a simple straight line, but constantly changing positions, moving in a Z-shape.

You can see that the clothes of the Divine Descent Desire are all bulging, and you can imagine that the muscles under the clothes have swelled and bulged.

The optimum power is achieved.

Then, the afterglow of the Divine Descent Desire caught another glimpse of the figure, a black-and-red exorcist uniform, and white hair, just beside him, slightly more than a step away from him.

Darkness suddenly darkened in front of me.

Last time, he tripped over it, but this time it was a hand holding it down, or rather, Tang Luo caught the head of the Divine Descent Desire like catching a flying ball.

Gently, to the side!

The head tugged at the body and flew low, rubbing against the ground twice from time to time, as if floating in the water—the Divine Descent Desire was the tile, the flat stone.

The Divine Descent wanted to stabilize his body and stopped, his right arm and neck were folded at a strange angle.

With two toothache-inducing sounds of bones collapsing and colliding, his right arm and neck returned to normal.

Turning his head to look over, he saw the white-haired man standing where he had just appeared, flying himself.

Didn't move, just looked this way.

And those high-level demons were actually entangled by the five generals!

The two looked at each other, and Tang Luo pointed to Holt and the others who were fighting hard and said, "You go together." ”

Divine Descent Desire gritted his teeth, his face contorted, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Tang Luo.

His five fingers exploded in an instant, and one by one the phalanges scattered in front of him, disappearing without a trace.

It was a disappearance caused by the speed exceeding the limit of what the line of sight could capture.

It's a speed that even generals can't catch with their eyes, and the Demon Cone compares to it like the gap between a bicycle and a sports car.

There was no attack in sight, only a shrill whistling.

But this whistling sound did not serve any role as a reminder, on the contrary, it pierced into the mind like a spike, making people feel painful.

Even Holt and others were affected and hung up on the spot.

At the cost of five fingers, the Divine Descent wanted to see what could be achieved, and ran away in the opposite direction.

Born, for the second time, I felt the emotion of fear spreading in my heart.

The shoes on the feet were completely cracked, the soles of the feet all underwent some changes, and the swollen calves turned the pants into beggar's clothes.

Once again, the speed has increased.

The obstacles, bushes, and rocks in the path were all ignored by the Divine Descent, broken, shattered, and knocked into the air, unable to stop him in the slightest.

Suddenly, there was a clear and audible sound of footsteps, and for a moment the Divine Descent Desire couldn't tell where it came from.

Back, left, or right?

Just as he was thinking about whether to avoid it in advance, he suddenly stumbled into an iron plate—an immovable mountain.

A hand reached over and pressed it on the head of the Divine Descent.

"Click."

The back of his head was pressed directly to his back, and the neck of the Divine Descent Desire was broken off by that hand.

However, such an injury is just an idle time for him, and he can recover as long as he is coming back.

Tang Luo grabbed the head of the Divine Descent Desire and lifted it up, so that his face was parallel to his head slightly underneath.

You can look directly at yourself.

"You're disobedient, little ghost." Tang Luo looked at the Divine Descent and said.

The Divine Descent's mouth trembled slightly, and no sound came out.

"Oh." Tang Luo let go of his hand.

The freed Divine Descendant wants to fall backwards and fall to the ground, his broken neck returning to normal, and he crawls backwards with both feet.

The very standard "wait for death crawling back stance" also bumped into the tree he had just hit - now it was just a rather tall stump.

Tang Luo walked towards the Divine Descent Desire step by step, stood still in front of him, raised his foot, and stepped down.

Stepping on his chest, stopping the Divine Descent from continuing to escape.

The Divine Descent wanted to face those cold eyes, as if he had seen a blood-colored vortex.

To devour it, there are no bones left.

"Kill them, and I'll let you go." Tang Luo looked at the Divine Descent Desire, thought for a moment and said.

You still have to give some hope, and if there is hope, he will try to move forward.

“…… Good. The voice of the Divine Descent Desire was extremely hoarse, completely devoid of the malice and mockery at the beginning.

"Go ahead, eh? What's your name? Donlo stepped his left foot back to the ground.

"Desire, I am the blood of the Great Lord, desire to ......," after a pause, the Divine Descendant Desire continued, "One of the shepherds of the new age. ”

"Shepherds? Oh, interesting. Tang Luo laughed.

The Divine Descent Desire's footsteps became faster and faster, and he ran wildly behind him, rushing behind Dupont at once.

The demons besieging Dupont have parted paths for the Divine Descent.

He pointed like a knife and stabbed DuPont in the heart.

At this moment, the flames on DuPont's right arm spread throughout his body, and the high-temperature shockwave centered on himself and spread out.

"If you want to kill Uncle Ben, you are still 10,000 years early!"

Dupont, who was charred but not dead, roared.

Half of the surrounding demons flew out, with flames burning on their bodies, and half of them completely turned into fireballs, and they definitely couldn't survive.

As for Divine Descent Desire, most of his golden hair was burned off, and the clothes on his body fused with his body, making him look terrifying.

He was recovering as he flew out, but not as fast as he had just now.

This is the damage caused by the Divine Heart, and the so-called Divine Descendants have no way to recover quickly.

In contrast, Tang Luo brought great fear to the Divine Desprudence, but the damage he did was far less than that of DuPont's explosion.

"A ......" Divine Descent wanted to reluctantly stand still, looking at Dupont and whispering, reminding Tang Luo that he had already accomplished one-fifth of his goal.

But in the next second, the Divine Descent almost stared out of his eyes.

He saw that his breath was weak, and Du Pont's body was about to die, and his breath began to rise.

The flames burning on his body flowed back to his right arm like flowing water.

The original flame looked much more solidified than it had been at the beginning, and even gave the impression of being solid.

"I ...... Got stronger. The bald DuPont slowly turned around and looked at the Divine Descent Desire, "You, come and lead the death!" ”

The attitude is very arrogant.

The Divine Descent turned his head sharply and looked at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo looked at him indifferently.

"Huh...... Hahahaha! The Divine Descent chuckled softly, and the laughter gradually changed, and finally burst into laughter.

That's right, the same!

This white-haired man, like him, seems to give people a little hope, and makes them struggle to survive and crawl hard.

Then, at a critical moment, the door of hope is slowly closed.

Admire them at their most desperate looks.

This kind of thing is exactly what he likes to do the most, and such intense feelings are delicious food for him.

Now, this intense and uncontrollable emotion erupts in him, and it tastes downright bitter.

The Divine Descent wants to rush towards DuPont.

Hate hate hate! Kill, kill, kill!

Du Pont suddenly froze, and the monstrous hatred of this little ghost made his body stiffen.

"Idiot."

Fortunately, Holt arrived in time, blocked the attack of the Divine Descent Desire with a sword, and sent Dupont a word by the way.

If you have time to pose and talk nonsense, it is better to attack the moment you recover.

Holt's scolding is justified.

Fifteen minutes later.

Black powder fluttered in the wind, and the Divine Descent was lying on the ground, Holt's greatsword pinning it down, nearly splitting him in half.

Clement's whip bound his hands and feet, and he sank into the ground.

Immobilize it.

In terms of strength, there is no problem for the Divine Descent to deal with two or three generals alone.

In the face of five, most of them can also run.

Coupled with a group of demons, it is obviously a situation that will not be lost.

There is a "plug-in" opposite He Nai, not to mention the limit of one for five, even if it is one for one, there is no way for the Divine Descent Desire to complete it.

He is still being captured alive.

The reason for the capture, of course, was that Holt wanted to ask questions.

You know, demons don't reveal any information to exorcists, and high demons can only communicate, but it doesn't mean that they can communicate.

In the face of exorcists, demons have never been afraid of death, and they will never die.

In contrast, this Divine Descendant might be able to reveal some useful information.

"You say you're a descendant of the Destroyer, his heir?" Holt asked, "How many more descendants of blood like you?" ”

I don't care how you got here, there are a few more who care about you.

Straight to the point where it matters.

"My brothers will tear you apart." The Divine Descent looked at Holt, "Your bones will be my best toys." ”

As he spoke, his body began to swell, as if he wanted to blow himself up?

Not even the two sacred weapons could stop it.

"Do you only dare to whip corpses?"

The voice of the god-descent's palpitations came from overhead, and one foot replaced the sky, crushing the god-descent's head.

Its clapped body quickly dried up.

"Very well, the operation was very successful."

Feeling the power of increased merit, Tang Luo announced the successful conclusion of this operation.