Dale Adrian's tender ten fingers brushed the facial features of the man in front of her, the neck, and all the way down to the scarred chest, the movements were gentle like caresses for a lover. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Gradually, her flawless white jade face flushed with a cherry blossom flush.

Under the thin clothing, there seemed to be an electric current rushing by, and the graceful body of the ants trembled and writhed gently like crawling over, and the water in the charming eyes was about to overflow, and even the hem of the skirt below was also revealing a piece of wetness.

Realizing her gaffe, the woman couldn't help but sigh in her heart, in the past fifty years, there have been hundreds of men who have been happy with her, but none of them can make her as excited and excited as she is now.

Although the man named Rodin was now only an empty shell, a corpse without a soul. But he's still an alien, an alien who is full of alternative attraction, but he dismisses her, and even destroys flowers.

Dale Adrian has never enjoyed the joy of fish and water with Inhuman, not to mention, this Inhuman is the type she has always preferred, delicate and wild.

The most important point is that as a believer in the corrupt lady Naomi, her hands are covered in blood, and she is not disgusted or repulsed by corpses, and even has a faint expectation.

Dai'er made a decision in her heart, Bei Yan bit her lower lip lightly, her face was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, but her bare hand quietly touched the man's belt. Trembling and imperceptible.

It's going to be an extraordinary treat!

Thinking so, her understanding hands became more and more flexible. I saw that the trousers were removed, revealing the corners of the black shorts inside.

Suddenly, a red light stung her eyes, and in the exclamation of her face, the entire chamber was like an earthquake, the ground trembled, the lights swayed, the dust flew, and countless rubble fell from the ceiling.

The woman's beautiful neck was upside down, and a feeling of being stared at by a powerful monster came.

Behind her, in the gray smoke, a hill-like figure gradually became clear, and a huge shadow cast down, blocking the light above the woman's head.

Judging from the shadow in front of him, how tall does the comer have to be?

"Your Excellency......"

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind rose, and two arms that were thicker than a normal person's waist and muscles bulged high like rocks hugged each other from both sides.

The loud "bang" sound was like a muffled thunder, which made people dizzy and their chests tight.

And Dale turned into a wisp of green smoke in such a thrilling way that she didn't even have time to take Rodin's body with her, escaping from the thunderous emblem, and standing still in the opposite corner.

She couldn't help but pat her towering chest, she was shocked, just a little bit, that kind of strength would probably directly crush her into flesh, right?

In front of him, the behemoth completely emerged from the dust.

Dale suddenly lost her mind, "This is—"

A giant more than three meters tall, wearing only a pair of tattered animal skin shorts on his body, and his exposed arms, chest, and calves were all gray and white.

On top of a body of muscular armor, the abrupt tendons are like eels and poisonous snakes, hideous and terrifying, slowly squirming between the neck and forearm with the breath of the giant, it is conceivable that it must contain unimaginable power.

In particular, the pair of fists is larger than half of the body of an ordinary person, and it looks like two suspended iron hammers, which are definitely natural killing weapons.

However, its face is empty and does not see its facial features, but it is not flat, but slightly bulging outward.

"The Faceless - Spirit Hunter. Or a miniature version of the spirit hunt, so the body appears to be a little uncoordinated and robust.

The woman's expression was solemn and mixed with a hint of horror, "How did I get into trouble with this monster?"

There are many versions of the horror lore of the Faceling, but they all have one thing in common: almost no wizard has escaped from under its nose.

"That's it, it's a big deal, I don't want this corpse!" the woman glanced at Rodin in the distance, and made a decision with some pain.

"It's important to save my life, Naomi-sama will understand me!"

At this moment, she had no fighting spirit, and her figure turned into a puff of green smoke again, fleeing outward.

And this time, Spirit Hunter no longer used brute force, but aimed at the direction of Qingyan, revealing his palm.

I saw that the skin in the palm of my hand suddenly cracked, revealing a dazzling eye like an eternal diamond.

"Gulu, Gulu. As her eyes rolled, the green smoke of Dale's incarnation squirmed unsteadily, and then the clear light faded, and she regained her physical appearance, but her eyes were dilated and her expression was dull, like a puppet that had lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Linglie raised his head slightly, obviously without facial features, but it gave people the feeling that it was laughing, it maintained its posture, and approached Dai'er step by step. And Dale's body quickly formed gray-white rocks as if cursed, and when the spirit hunter came to her, she completely turned into a stone sculpture.

Lifelike, but cold, stiff, and no longer alive.

Linglie examined the stone carving for a moment, and then pressed his other hand to his blank face, which was like falling into quicksand, and actually pressed it directly.

Spirit Hunter's face was strangely concave, swallowing half of his arm, and then the muscles of his forearm bulged high, as if he was holding something, and dragged it out with considerable difficulty.

Soon, a soaky slime-stained khaki pocket was pulled out, at first the size of a fist, but it grew to half the size of a man when it saw the air.

The black mouth of the bag was aimed at the top of Dai'er's head, and without any movement from the giant, a smoky black soul flew out of the woman's body and floated directly in.

Spirit Hunter squeezed the mouth of the bag, threw it over his shoulder, and walked towards Rodin's corpse.

Halfway through, the surface of the ritual pillar in the center of the chamber rippled in a circle of water, and the black-robed wizard Krusas jumped out of it.

The massive giant immediately occupied his entire field of vision.

However, in the ritual pillar, the moment Elsword was killed, Krusas immediately had a sense, and immediately decisively collected the essence condensation of the Inhuman and revoked the door of space.

The plane that can completely destroy the Great Witch must not be snooped into. He decided to withdraw and wither first. After all, as long as the Inhuman essence is not exhausted, the space door can be opened again.

But the scene outside the ceremonial pillar shocked him.

"What's the matter, why did Spirit Hunter come here? That damn Inhuman was marked!"

As a withering high-level, a great witch, he obviously knows more about the horror of the spirit hunt than Dale Adrian, and even understands that this thing is inextricably linked to the terrifying thing that lurks in the mist fragments, and he also knows that this thing is invincible!

The giant didn't care so much, and as soon as Krusas appeared, it bowed slightly at the other party, put its fists in the position of its eyes, and spread it.

"Hmph!" Da Wu's heart jumped, and his body retreated sharply, and at the same time, the black long sleeves seemed to be carrying a hurricane, constantly drumming outward, and the cuffs were wide open.

"The Black Soul is summoned!" the legendary giant sword Black Soul descended for the first time after being subdued by Krusas in the Moriath Mine.

In an instant, the pitch-black sword body stood up to the sky, almost on par with the spirit hunt.

Strands of twisted black flame clinged to the blade, swirling and devouring the light around them.

The terrifying aura is like an abyss, boundless, endless, and terrifying.

The next moment, the blade turned obliquely, and the entire giant sword slashed down.

The fierce wind knife roared, the secret room was sliced and riddled with holes, the space trembled, and the air twisted in an eerie wail. And the spirit hunter folded his arms on the top of his head, and his right knee was slightly bent, like an overlord carrying a ding.

Time seemed to stand still, and at this moment, Krusas pinched strange gestures and chanted incantations, a portal behind him had already taken shape, the Black Soul Greatsword and the Giant Spirit Hunter confronted each other silently, and the statue of Dale Adrian was scraped into a corner, lying on the ground side by side with the Inhuman corpse.

"Bang-" The blade and arm resonated in a dull voice.

The spirit of the black soul wailed, firmly contained by a terrifying giant palm with abrupt green muscles, like a lamb under the claws of a lion, trembling with extreme humanity.

The earth-shattering split, the majestic momentum brewed, the mud cow into the sea, did not splash a single wave.

Spirit Hunter then threw the giant sword to the side, "crackling" and shattering the side wall, causing dust to overflow and the wall to collapse, destroying the entire secret room to the ground.

Then, with a speed that did not match the size of the body, the spirit hunter suddenly flashed, and the lightning and flint rushed to the front of the black robe, and the palm of the other hand pressed down on the black robe.

In that palm, it seems to capture the sun and the moon, lift the rivers and mountains, and hit it with one palm.

An aura of shattering the heavens and the coming of the end enveloped Krusas.

"Damn, it's just a second!" The difference of a second, the previous efforts were lost, and the Great Witch had to give up the space gate that was about to take shape, and quickly swept away, dodging the devastating blow.

But the giant palm still touched his body, and the thick and ugly index finger hooked slightly, and from the black robe brought out a silver snake-swirling, radiant pocket ball-

Inhuman essence condensed.

Compared to the beginning, it has shrunk by half, and at the same time, the spiritual power, the power of the bloodline, and even the soul are all fused together, regardless of each other, and it is in an extremely wonderful state of balance.

It was undoubtedly the trigger for several battles tonight.

And now, it has once again attracted the attention of the Great Witch and the Spirit Hunter.

Spirit hunting has no precedent for abandoning the marking of prey, and hunting is their tradition in the end.

And the withering of all things has lost the great witch Elsword, and Krusas will not allow the loss of his money, even if it costs him.

A battle to the death is on the verge of breaking out.