In fact, it was even worse than Qin Yi imagined, Lucifer was robbed of a soul core, and his soul was greatly damaged, not to mention the battle, he was busy recovering his soul at the moment, it would be good to be able to keep the position of hell, where would he dare to appear at will.

The loss of the Battle Angel is undoubtedly the loss of two arms for a summoner, and Bruce knows that his end is near.

In the West, it can be strictly divided into two camps, light and dark, except for werewolves, vampires, stone men, centaurs, dryads and other alien races, human beings can be roughly classified into two types: swordsmen and mages.

The swordsman is generally the power of the Guwu heavy sword such as the Inquisition of Kieran, and the knight legion under his command. The representative of the pinnacle is the Dark King of the Dark Guild, recognized as the first necromantic great swordsman.

Mages are bishops and cultists of the temple, summoners and wizards of the Dark Guild. The representative figure is the supreme theocracy representative of the Bright Guild, the Emperor!

The Dharma Emperor is also one of the few in the Western world who can use forbidden spells, and can open the door of space and summon the chief archmage of the lower realm of the gods.

Bruce's strength has actually reached the peak realm of the archmage's five wings, although he can't open the door of space and summon the true bodies of angels such as Satan and Lucifer, but he can summon angelic souls and undead from hell without the help of a mage like Elizabeth or sacrificing his own bloodline.

However, at this moment, Bruce, who couldn't summon Lucifer, the king of battle, and his aura had fallen into the wind, was even more panicked.

"In the name of my darkness, summon the skeleton spirits from hell and destroy my enemies." After all, Bruce is the top master of the Dark Guild, and after determining that there is no hope of summoning Lucifer, he decisively retreats and reiterates the incantation.

But seeing that the black fog was filled, two blood-red skull monsters with a height of zhang came out of the fog, holding steel forks in their hands, and killed Qin Yi.

"Is that all you have to do?" Qin Yi smiled coldly, exhaled the strength under his feet, and rushed away with his body oblique, his fists suddenly exploded.

Rumble!

With a thunderous power, he smashed two skeletons with a single look.

Finished!

Bruce watched as the grim face in front of him enlarged in front of him, and in the next second, Qin Yi passed directly through his body, like a broken wooden door, and his flesh and blood turned into nothingness.

Boom, Bruce looked down and fell to the ground in a panic, devastated on the spot.

A gray soul core flew out of his eyebrows, and although the energy was far less pure than Lucifer's soul core, it was a small gain.

Qin Yi naturally smiled unceremoniously.

He realized that if he wanted to break through in the future, these Western energies might be a good choice.

Of course, only by reaching the cultivation of the five wings can the soul core be condensed according to the level of one's own energy and purity.

"God help me, if it weren't for the previous defeat of Lucifer and the great increase in cultivation, I'm afraid that Bruce's strength alone would be enough to kill me."

Qin Yi put away the soul core and sighed happily.

You must know that Bruce is one of the four masters under the command of the Dark King of the Dark Guild Headquarters, the peak of the five wings, and the archmage who has a rudimentary form in the sixth wing, which is equivalent to the early stage of Huaxia Dao Xiu's immortal Qi Daozun, if there is no previous accident, summoning the body of Lucifer's soul, Qin Yi does not have the ability to open the golden body to fight, let alone kill Bruce, it would be good to be able to escape.

This also made him understand that the strength of the two major lineups in the West is not worse than that of the Huaxia martial arts world at all, and even stronger!

However, if he makes a fuss, the strength of the two guilds will have to be discounted by at least seven percent.

Killing Bruce, Qin Yi was high-spirited and chased after Dillon directly.

Dillon can be said to be a personal essence.

When he heard Grant say that the two special forces were all killed, he made an excuse and slipped away.

This is the reason why the overall strength of the dark lineup is obviously stronger than the light lineup, but it is always suppressed, in the final analysis, it is still the evil devil who is crooked, its heart is difficult to match, and it is unable to form an effective group force.

Otherwise, if Dillon and Bruce joined forces, how could Qin Yi kill a five-winged peak archmage so easily!

However, no matter how fast he escaped, he couldn't escape the tracking range of Qin Yi's divine sense.

"Lord Dillon, there seems to be a fire in the dockyard, Lord Bruce will be fine." The Dark Apostle, who was driving, asked uneasily.

"Good luck with him. Our opponent is too strong, since it is Lord Lucifer's business, he will solve it himself. ”

"Besides, it's all Bruce's own initiative to sabotage the arrest plan, isn't it?"

Dillon lit a cigar, took a puff, and smiled lightly.

"Hehe, it's still thoughtful as an adult." The man laughed dryly.

As he was talking, there was a bang, and an ugly man like an iron tower fell from the sky and slammed on the engine cover, and before the man could react, the ugly man smashed his head directly with a heavy punch through the glass.

The car suddenly lost its balance, crashed into the roadbed, burst and burned.

Dillon flew out!

There were already two people waiting in front of him.

Directly in front of him is a powerful and two-meter-high iron tower villain, and behind him is a young man in a green shirt!

Although they haven't fought yet, Dillon knows that these two are all masters, and tonight's catastrophe is hard to dodge.

"Haha, escape, can you escape from Uncle's Five Finger Mountain?" Montenegro roared with open arms, and the fighting spirit was strong.

"Master Hou, if you have something to discuss, you can make a price, as long as I give it, just ask."

"Of course, I know that you won't kill me, because only I can take you out of the country, right?"

Dillon smiled confidently.

"Hand over the soul core, I won't kill you." Qin Yi said lightly.

"You're dreaming!"

Dillon was furious, took out a black scythe from his robes, and waved it in the air: "Great Death, please give me infinite energy to free this obsessed soul." ”

Recite!

The scythe suddenly turned into more than a zhang, extremely sharp, exuding a raging black flame, and it turned out to be a rare three-grade Dao weapon.

"Dance of the Grim Reaper!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Dillon turned into a black mist, and the sickle tore through the sky and slashed at Qin Yi's head.

Di Long is the Dark Guild, the Necromantic Great Swordsman of the Temple of Death, and his strength is also the peak of the five wings, the prototype of the six wings, which is equivalent to the martial arts in the early stage of divine refining, with the power of at least one mountain, and with the addition of magic weapons, the energy can reach an astonishing mountain and a half, seven hundred and fifty thousand catties!

"Good weapons!"

Qin Yi smiled slightly, and the Netherworld Battle Armor came out of his body, and the translucent armor pieces were like gems emitting pitch-black light, dazzling.

Bang dang!

Di Long's scythe slashed firmly on Qin Yi's battle body, and it was suddenly like splitting the hardest stone mountain in the world, with a huge rebound force, his tiger mouth shattered, bleeding nonstop, and he retreated a few steps in a row, almost not crashing into Hei San's arms.

(End of chapter)