This breath that came out of the black "holy object" instantly raged along the meridians in the body, all the way, Fang Zhuo's force had no power to resist at all, he touched the arm of the so-called "holy object", and a trace of black appeared in an instant, and the meridians instantly erupted, and it was like a giant python appeared under the skin, constantly writhing!

He couldn't help but let out a roar of pain, this was extremely rare in Fang Zhuo, who had been tortured by the conflict between demonic qi and the Force!

However, the two demonic qi that inhabited the purple mandala flower next to Fang Zhuo's heart also seemed to sense the danger of Fang Zhuo at the moment, and after a little temptation, they walked out of the stamen of the purple mandala flower for the first time, and then followed the meridians, all the way up!

This time, the two demonic qi did not fight too much, and in an instant, they were in front of the raging black aura.

This aura that rushed into Fang Zhuo's body was originally extremely arrogant, and all the Force aura was devoured! But looking at the two demonic qi that rushed in front of him, a clear sense of fear appeared in an instant, and he was ready to withdraw in an instant!

However, the dark golden demonic qi instantly turned into an extremely thin line, winding this invisible aura like a python, and the dark jade-colored demonic qi did not dare to compete with the other party for the position in front, but quickly rushed to Fang Zhuo's wrist, turning into a thicker demonic qi python, winding the small half of the back, and cutting off the trace of dispensable aura that returned from the black stone.

Then, the invisible breath continued to hiss silently, but there was nothing it could do, and it was dragged all the way to the purple mandala flower next to the heart.

As the two demonic qi entered the stamens, the purple mandala flower closed in an extremely rare way, and then fell silent!

This process was extremely interrupted, Fang Zhuo's eyes were just dark, and when he reacted, he could only feel that the two demonic qi were wrapped in purple mandala flowers, and then disappeared without a trace.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly withdrew his palm and loaded the black holy relic into the tactical backpack with a black short blade. Fang Zhuo took out another Force Bullet and pressed it into the magazine, dropped the tactical backpack on his back, and began to run wildly!

In the hall, the Demon Clan Elder who was hit down by Fang Zhuo's shot was half a shoulder, and he was not dead at this time, but let out a roar, not loud, but extremely long, obviously passing on the news, but Fang Zhuofang didn't have time to give him a knife, and when he heard the footsteps coming from outside the hall, Fang Zhuo threw out the last special * in his hand.

Those demon warriors who rushed over just rushed over and just happened to be hit, in the small space, this strong scorching light hurt the demon warriors extremely much, and the two demon warriors of average strength fell to the ground, covering their eyes and letting out a painful wail.

At the gate of the building behind this castle, Han Qingchu/Li Yuanyin/Dust Sword and Xiang Nanbei are back to back at the moment, fighting to the death with the demon warriors who are constantly rushing out on both sides, and there are at least a dozen corpses of demon warriors in front of them, which seem to have outstanding combat achievements, but the Force bombs and large-caliber * weapons they brought have been exhausted, and the remaining Force in their bodies has to be used to deal with melee combat, so they have changed their melee weapons in their hands.

Han Qingchu was wearing a pair of fists in his hands, with finger thorns on each knuckle, and his shots were wide open and closed, fierce and uncasting. Looking north next to him is a two-handled*, a calm and ruthless shot, and each culling will bring a handful of donated blood. On the other side, the dust sword and Li Yuanyin are both decent plays, but the dust sword also shoulders the responsibility of battlefield logistics.

"*!" Han Qingchu roared, she was at the forefront, and her fighting style was extremely fierce, so she restrained most of the demon warriors, and the pressure of maturity was the greatest.

Hearing this, the dust sword threw out a *, and at the same time roared: "The last one!"

"Damn, we won't be able to last long in the afternoon, why hasn't that damn Fang Zhuo come out yet?" Li Yuanyin couldn't help but roar!

"He just entered, according to the intelligence calculation, from here to the sacrificial hall of the Black Nightmare Clan, it will take at least ten minutes, and we will have to hold on for at least ten minutes, otherwise he won't be able to come back at all!"

Dust Sword is an expert in dealing with demons, and he has the most say in the whole situation, but although he didn't expect that the strength of this group of demon cubs has increased so much!

"Ten minutes, with the strength of this group of miscellaneous people in front of us, we can't even hold on for five fucking minutes!" Li Yuanyin turned his head and yelled.

"We must wait for Fang Zhuo to come back, this is the bottom line, otherwise we will die here!" Han Qingchu opened his mouth, making a conclusion to the controversy on the battlefield.

Li Yuanyin's eyes were instantly full of fierceness, and his eyes became extremely cold, staring at the demon warriors in front of him who might rush up at any time, but the afterglow swept over several key points on Han Qingchu's body!

Then, Li Yuanyin burst out instantly, and the two short knives in his hands stabbed the chest of the demon warrior who rushed up like a storm, and the hot blood instantly splashed on his head and face, and his eyes became red. No one knows that at this moment, deep in Li Yuanyin's heart, just like his actions at this moment, he is also roaring uncontrollably: "Lao Tzu can't get you, and others can't think about it!"

Li Yuanyin kicked away the demon warrior who had died, and then popped back, seemingly stumbling a little, looking like he was about to fall towards Han Qingchu.

Han Qingchu sensed Li Yuanyin's movements, hurriedly stepped back two times, leaned on him with his back, stabilized his body, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"No, I seem to be injured...... Li Yuanyin gasped, but the short knife in his hand was already tightly gripped!

At this moment, a figure came from afar: "Get it, go!"

As the voice came, Fang Zhuo's figure also ran wildly from the depths of the house, and then with speed and brute force, he knocked all the demon warriors who were encircled and suppressed into the air.

"Why is it so fast, at this time, the most I can find is the sacrificial hall!" said Dust Sword for a moment, and subconsciously said.

Fang Zhuo couldn't care what they thought, he took out two military* in his hands, threw them in two directions, and then raised his gun to blast away the nearest demon warrior.

Han Qingchu and the others also reacted, and she roared: "Rush out, I'll break off, hurry!"

The surrounding lights and smoke that have not dispersed perfectly blocked the pursuit of the demon warriors in the depths of the house, but the demon warriors in the castle are still a difficult hurdle.

Fang Zhuo shot while running, and retreated alternately with Han Qingchu, this is a two-man conventional tactic of special forces in field combat, but he also understands from a high-level bounty hunter like Han Qingchu, only there is a difference in the way of information transmission.

When the two of them rushed out, they found that the three of them were standing in front of them and did not move!

"What's the matter, don't you want to go quickly and wait for death?" Han Qingchu roared angrily.

"Sister Chu, what do you think is going on?" looked back to the north, with a threatening and thoughtful face.

Han Qingchu rushed up to pick up a few people, and saw that the corpses of dozens of demon warriors were piled up in front of the castle, obviously the demon warriors who lived in the castle had all been wiped out.

In front of the corpse of the demon warrior, there are dozens of black shadows, all holding black standard assault rifles in their hands, but they can't see the specific model, but at the handle of each assault rifle, there is a very small golden dragon with wings on its back!

These people turned out to be at least level five cultivators, and all of them were impregnated with a strong murderous aura, Han Qingchu had no doubt that he was definitely crushed against several people, and these people looked like killing machines at a glance.

However, bounty hunters naturally have their own glory, Han Qingchu frowned, and said to the team that exuded the aura of the Force: "Who are you? Could it be that you want to steal the credit?"

"Should you be brave, or are you stupid?" a playful voice came out from behind the black figure, and the two warriors in the play stepped back, leaking out the two behind them, a young man with a peach face, and a petite and graceful girl, but with a black mask on his face, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Moreover, you have the face to say that we are here to rob the merit, only six people dare to attack a clan's lair, if we don't help you solve the back, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the sun at this time, how can you talk about grabbing the merit?" the young man stretched out his hand and nodded at Han Qingchu, and said.

Although the young man's words were a little arrogant, but they were the truth, if they hadn't solved the demon warriors in the castle, whether Han Qingchu and they could hold on until Fang Zhuo came out was indeed a problem, this time to snatch the holy relics of the Black Nightmare Clan, and finally directly turned into a strong attack, it can be seen how rough the battle plan is!

"Tell me, where did you come from?" Han Qingchu frowned.

"I'm everyone, can you find another place to catch up?" A roar suddenly came out, and a few people hurriedly turned around, and at the moment when a few people were chatting, dozens of demon warriors had rushed out of the house, and most of them were fifth-level cultivators.

The young man and the girl beside him glanced at each other, then waved his hand, and the warrior in front of him quickly rushed out of the six, and the strong vitality was instantly suppressed.

Fang Zhuo only glanced at it, and then withdrew the Whisper No. 1 in his hand. From the simple coordinated operation, Fang Zhuo seemed to see the shadow of the kamikaze legion's guards, with these people here, there was nothing to do with him!

The identity of the young man opposite, Fang Zhuo naturally knew that he must be a certain prince of the imperial family, and he had a close relationship with Ji Xiangjun, but which guard did these soldiers who followed him come from?

"I know what you want, I can give it to you double!" Fang Zhuo thought about it, and the young man had already walked up, looking at Fang Zhuo and saying with a full of hope.

As they got closer, the formation of the four warriors had quietly changed, and two of them stood in front of the young man, faintly separating Han Qingchu and the group of bounty hunters!

Looking at the few people who looked over, Fang Zhuo shook his shoulders and said, "I also know that your remuneration is very good, but this is what everyone is desperately getting, do you have to go back to Yunqing City, and wait for us to discuss the result?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, nodded randomly, but before he could speak, there was a voice like thunder, which resounded throughout the canyon, with a bit of madness and endless anger: "Go back, you group of miscellaneous people who cut off my avenue, don't even think about running, let my children and grandchildren be buried together!"

This sound was like a muffled thunder, rumbling along the entire canyon, and everyone in the field changed color when they heard it!

How can there be a demon general-level powerhouse?!