The huge dilapidated wings stirred up, and the dark dragon Chakura rose from the ground, carrying its master, and flew towards the vortex of blood and fire without hesitation.

Zuo himself didn't play much of a role in facing such a legion battle, mainly relying on the dark dragon under him.

With the blessing of the Seven-Eyed Hades' various skills, Chakula opened his huge mouth towards the Demon Sea and spewed out an incomparably strong breath of corpse qi.

Under this fierce blow, the demon clan suddenly suffered countless casualties. Either there was not a single scum left, or the whole body turned into a blazing green ball of fire, and died a miserable death in wailing.

But the Netherworld's final struggle, in the face of the Legion of Destruction, which has absolute strength, is in vain.

Standing at the top of the front of the Protector, Kirzoa looked at the scene in front of him, exhaled a trace of white air from under the deep dark helmet, and without saying a word, he raised his sword and pointed at it, the target was the huge dark dragon that was wreaking havoc on the battlefield.

In an instant, thousands of hissing sounds sounded one after another, and hundreds of deep shelterers raised their heads, their mouthparts opened, the huge X-shaped magic mark on their abdomen lit up, and the purple armor on their bodies deepened and turned black, and the blue light in their mouthparts was flourishing.

After a few seconds of energy accumulation, more than 100 blue rays of light several meters thick reached the sky from bottom to top, as if hundreds of blue lights converged and shot towards the dark dragon.

Zuo and Chakula had already discovered the movements of the demon army, and had prepared for defense as early as the time when the Protector had activated his magic skills.

One master and one servant worked together to unfold a sphere-like emerald green film of light, enveloping itself in it.

A hundred beams of blue light bombarded the green ball of light, but it didn't break, and it was blocked by Zuo and Chakula's defensive stunts.

Zuo Ao on the top of the head of the Dark Dragon's head sneered: "Hmph, demons?

Look at how Lao Tzu concocts you bunch of crumbs!"

Before Zuo Ao could finish speaking, more than a hundred deep shelterers in the rear of the Destruction Legion raised their heads and opened their mouths.

With exactly the same process, hundreds of blue rays of light were thinned and disappeared, and hundreds of pillars of dark blue light shot out, and the green ball of light trembled fiercely.

Zuo is desperate, how many people in the demon army are sheltered? Who can withstand such a round of blows?

Soon, after five rounds of a salvo of 100 blue lights, the green ball of light finally reached its limit, shattered with a bang, and turned into green smoke in the sky.

Another hundred blue rays of light shot in, directly hitting the huge body of the Dark Dragon that had no defense.

However, Chakula was so badly wounded that he still refused to fall, and staggered in mid-air, waving his mutilated wings, and launched a final charge against the enemy.

Seeing this scene, Kirdroa, who was at the top of the deep shelter at the front of the military formation, first turned around, nodded slightly, then turned around and waved his sword forward, and a pair of white wings suddenly stirred, rising into the sky, straight towards the dark dragon.

Behind him, more than a dozen high-level demons standing at the top of the Protectors at their feet: Kir Zhuoya, waved their wings and flew into the sky, following the leader.

In a short time, more than a dozen Kirzoya, who were only more than three meters tall, danced their white wings under the glow of the firelight and green screen, and fought fiercely around the hundreds of meters huge Dark Dragon Chakula.

This situation, looking from afar, looks like a group of holy angels fighting the evil dragons from hell. Coupled with the background sky, it is more and more like an epic picture, deeply imprinted in the mind of every onlooker, and will never be erased.

Don't look at the dozen or so Kirdroa who are only three meters tall, far less shocking than the huge body of the Dark Dragon, but as a high-level demon of the same race as the Abyss Lord Snake, their individual strength is extremely terrifying and powerful.

A few minutes later, under the dazzling attacks of the group of Kirdraya, Chakura, the Dark Dragon, gradually lost his strength, exhausted the last of his essence, and never returned to his hometown in the underworld.

Zuo watched his most important companion fall to the ground, his seven eyes wide open, hanging quietly in the air, unwilling to come back to his senses for a long time.

There was a loud bang, and the sound of Chakula landing on the ground startled Zuo.

When he finally returned to reality, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and when he lowered his head and calmed down, his seven eyes had turned blood-red.

The group of winged figures floating not far from Zuo Ao flew out alone. He slowly flew to a distance of about thirty meters from Zuo Ao and stopped, and shouted loudly in the standard cosmic lingua franca: "I, the clan of Kirdroya in the Evil Abyss, the leader of the Sharoa Legion under the Legion of Destruction: Gonitz.

Give full recognition and respect to your bravery and honor.

Therefore, I am willing to fight with you here!

The first guardian of the underworld in the underworld, the seven-eyed Hades King Zuo.

Are you up for the challenge?"

Zuo Ao was surprisingly calm at this moment, and coldly spat out a word: "Fight!"

Without a moment of hesitation, let alone wasting time, the light and shadow were in a trance: rushing forward, fanning the wings, staring at the eyes, exhaling, clenching fists, swinging swords, colliding, stopping, like lightning, the two figures staggered in an instant, exchanged positions with each other, and stood there motionless.

I don't know how long it took, the originally noisy battlefield also quieted down, and all the participants and onlookers all looked here, looking forward to the end of this ghost war.

Zuo's body trembled, and he muttered with a smile: "Oh, it's worthy of being a demon."

Finally, it's free......"

As soon as the words fell, a thin red line appeared in the middle of his face. The red line slowly cracked, opening wider and wider, and with a bang, Zuo Ao's whole person was divided into two, and then the face was also divided into two halves, the left half of the four eyes, looking at the right half of the three eyes, and gradually spilled a few tears.

While the two halves of his body fell to the ground, Zuo Ao laughed at himself inwardly: "Heh, what an ugly monster, I can't complain that no one likes me......

Hehe, I thought I was handsome......"

Then, the four on the left and the third on the right, the seven eyes that originally belonged to one body, slowly closed.

The first guardian of the underworld in the realm of sin, the seven-eyed Hades King Zuo, has been buried in this otherworldly land forever.

The one who duel with Zoo in the distance, Kirzoa, the commander of the Legion of Destruction's Legion of Sharoa: Gonitz slowly turned around, holding his other severed arm in addition to the great sword in one hand.

The Legion Commander looked down at his severed arm, then at the place where Zuo Ao's body fell, and then said in a deep voice: "Clean up the battlefield, treat the body well, send it to the return place, and close the passage."

Those who dare to disobey......

No mercy!"

......

In a deep place in the underworld, a deep voice sounded: "We, defeated ......"

Another voice complained: "Nonsense, that's a regular legion."

Hmph, hit the stone with an egg. ”

Another voice sounded, "How do you explain to the Upper Hades?"

The angry voice roared earlier: "Confess? What is there to explain? How can I wait to have the face to meet my lord?"

However, the guardian of the first underworld of the Evil Realm is just a guardian, and if he dies, he will die, and he is completely to blame. Just let the little ones below show their faces.

Hmph, the Demon Clan, the God Slayer Regiment, we have recorded this festival in the underworld, wait and see!

It's a long time coming, but don't fall too soon......

Ladies of the God Butcher!"

......

In the primeval forest of an unknown place, a silver-haired woman said to the figure behind her: "Why has the speed slowed down? This mission is extremely dangerous, we must not take it lightly." ”

The figure of the silver-haired woman who was a few positions behind suddenly made a force, caught up in an instant, and then explained in a low voice: "Oh, I was a little distracted just now.

Don't worry, Commander, I know the severity, and it won't be like this in the future. ”

The silver-haired woman said curiously: "Distracted?

Right Yi, I didn't expect you to have something on your mind? Can you think of it in the task, it seems that the matter is not small, can you talk to me? ”

The figure named You Yi shook his long black hair, smiled at the silver-haired woman, and said, "It's nothing, but I suddenly remembered an old man."

Commander, let's go on, don't waste time on this matter. ”

The silver-haired woman carefully looked at her companions, and always felt that it was not easy to read what was going on from a face that had only eyes and no other facial features.

And that strange face, with seven eyes, of different sizes and shapes, three on the left and four on the right, all looking at themselves innocently......