Lin Feng's screams couldn't help but echo in midair, and hot, fishy demonic blood fell like rain.

His limbs, wings, and horns were torn off by Carlo and thrown to the ground.

The flesh and blood at the severed parts of his limbs were constantly wriggling, and the powerful self-healing ability belonging to the demon was in play, and a blazing flame rose in Carlo's hand, scorching each of Lin Feng's wounds.

Lin Feng turned into an ugly and weird **, and like a fat worm, he twisted his body weakly.

Carlo stretched out a finger, and his sharp claws easily sliced through Lin Feng's chest, revealing the throbbing demonic heart inside.

A wisp of red flame burrowed into it, and its feet were on the heart, like a small flame snake, scorching flesh and blood, making a sneering sound.

Lin Feng's body arched suddenly, his face was twisted together because of pain, and there were two shocking blood holes on his forehead, which were the traces of the horns being pulled out alive, and the green tendons jumped twice, and he finally relaxed weakly.

Carlo nodded with satisfaction, the heart was the source of demonic power, and with this layer, Lin Feng would no longer have the slightest possibility of struggling.

He casually threw the copycat version of the high-level archdemon on the ground, looked down at Acador, who was trembling in his arms, and stretched out his long, crimson tongue to lick her delicate face.

Accator was struck by lightning, and his whole body froze.

Carlo's eyes were gentle, and he whispered, "Don't be afraid, dear Accardo, I promised your father that I would love you well."

With that, Carlo put down Acatdo and let her fall lightly to the ground.

The vampire girl, who had just come out of the greenhouse, was really frightened and needed a little time to calm down.

Everyone in the audience no longer knows what words to use to describe their mood at the moment.

The Villaris family has been fighting Dracula for hundreds of years, but Anna feels that all the fears that Dracula once brought to her don't add up to as much as they do when they face this terrible monster now.

Van Helsing, Europe's top witcher, first came up with the idea that he might be buried in a foreign land.

The four members of the Celestial Team were almost certain that the real killers of Lilith and Clark were in front of them, but they were lost for a moment because of deep powerlessness and fear.

Did the main god issue the wrong task, it shouldn't be a death confrontation dungeon, but it should be a mission for the two squads of gods and demons to fight against the big demon king together.

The most collapsed is the three demon team, a team composed entirely of madmen, who can lead them are of course more powerful and perverted madmen, and now, the demon who violently suppressed all of their worlds is being ripped off limbs and howling on the ground like a maggot.

Lin Feng's terrifying image in their hearts collapsed with a bang, and was replaced by another, even more terrifying image.

They suddenly envied Ulysses, the first to be trampled to death, at least he didn't have to see such a devastating picture.

However, as reincarnators, struggling in countless worlds and on the edge of life and death, their desire to survive is stronger than anything else.

Without any prior deliberation, not even eye contact, the gods and the demon team quickly reached a consensus - join forces.

At the very least, there is a glimmer of hope.

The first to strike was Song Valve, a man who tempered his mind into a knife, confident that there was nothing in the world that he couldn't cut, and now his mind was shaken a little because of fear, and the only way to fill this gap was to cut off what he thought he couldn't cut in front of him.

"Heavenly Wind Wearing Ring", "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud", "Stone Spring"

The long knife in Song Valve's hand was agitated, and the powerful knife qi burst out, swept up the dust on the ground, and instantly slashed out three knives, and then converged into a dazzling knife that was extremely sharp and slashed diagonally towards Carlo.

This is the first time Carlo has faced an attack from a high-level martial arts class, in his eyes, the sword qi is an ordinary explicit energy, and the so-called martial will acts as a silk thread, tightly winding and condensing it together, which greatly increases the power it erupts.

A dark red flame rose from Carlo's huge palm, belonging to the crippled lord-level flame power, igniting everything, and the sword qi became the best fuel, and there was a sneering sound in the void.

Song Valve's "Heavenly Knife" turned into a flame knife halfway through, and it looked even more powerful, but in fact, all the sharp qi in it had been burned out.

Carlo's palm slammed into the flaming knife, and the violent and domineering demonic will shattered the blade.

At this time, there was a roar.

The monstrous giant controlled by Rogando leapt from the ground, jumped behind Carlo, and hugged him in a holding position.

Lucio's body swelled wildly, flesh and blood multiplying, and his hands turned into two thick vines of flesh wrapped around Carlo's body, and even tied a dead knot.

The dark flames spread to the two of them, burning them screaming, but it also aroused their ferocity, and only tightened it.

"Fuck, hurry!" Lucio shouted at the rest of the group, his face twisted and crazy.

Immorton took a deep breath and melted into the form of sand, adding another sand belt on top of the bindings of Rogando and Lucio, but unfortunately even the sand burned quickly, and Imorton could be heard crying out in pain from time to time.

Carlo was completely wrapped in the bondage of the three Demon Teams, and they seemed intent on locking Carlo's form and handing over the final blow to the Celestials.

And the L of the Celestial Team and the warrior monk Brahma are frantically blessing Adam with various states, and Adam's whole person has almost become a ball of light, brewing a fatal blow that belongs to the sacred.

God knows how the two teams of the demon gods reached a tacit understanding of one lock and one attack in an instant, although Carlo never thought of dodging, and he could easily break free of the layers of restraints on his body, but seeing the desperate and undying posture of several people, he still decided to cooperate a little.

Adam had turned into a huge bolt of light and rushed towards Carlo.

"Holy Charge!"

The three members of the demon team collapsed in an instant, weakly spreading their restraints, expecting Adam's amazing blow.

"Bang", the dazzling white light filled everyone's vision, and the earth shook violently.

When the white light dissipated, everything in front of them became clear and clear, and everyone's expectant expressions instantly froze.

I saw a tall and hideous figure still standing, Adam's face was flushed, and one hand sank deep into the belly of the demon in front of him, where was a huge wound.

It worked?!

But not like!

There was not the slightest expression of pain and anger on Carlo's face, but instead he looked down at Adam with a cold expression, as if watching an ant try his best to knock down a tree.

Carlo swallowed a fruit of sin, the wound in his chest slowly healed, and Adam's hand was squeezed out little by little.

With an incredulous expression on his face, Adam looked up at Carlo with a glazed look in his eyes.

"Why?"

He muttered.

"Bang", Carlo answered his question with a slap.

Adam was slapped out of the air by Carlo and slammed to the ground like a broken sack.

"Because you are too weak"

Carlo spoke indifferently and swept around, and this time everyone's minds basically collapsed.

The three fools of the demon team only remembered the howl now, the dark flames were not so easy to touch, and once those flames touched their bodies, they would continue to burn until they were burned to the ground.

"Okay, now you can go back with me."

Carlo walked slowly around the audience in a demonic posture, one by one, and all the reincarnators were slapped to the ground by him, and he could only use the occasional twitches of his body to indicate that he was still alive.

Van Helsing was no exception, this handsome uncle with a vicissitudes of life, took out his cross silver crossbow, aimed at Carlo and scolded: "Die, you ugly monster!"

Carlo looked at him with appreciative eyes, then crushed his limbs.

Finally came to Princess Anna.

"Don't come here!" the stoic and stubborn Anna bravely raised the scimitar in her hand, despite her fear.

"Then come here."

A hideous smile appeared on Carlo's face, and the power poured out, pulling the screaming Anna into his arms.

"Smack", a bottle of holy water was thrown on Carlo's back, bringing a slight burning pain, Carlo turned around and saw a blonde young man with a frightened face and trembling all over.

"You demon, the Lord will send down God to punish and destroy you"

Carlo thought carefully about the performance of this monk named Carl in the movie "Van Helsing", well, he has a clever brain, and he has invented a lot of weapons to kill vampires, but it doesn't seem to work for him

Carlo grabbed him in his hand and slowly squeezed Carl's internal organs, spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and he died in a moment.

"May Your Prayers Come True"

Carlo said casually, and then wiped the blood from her hand on Anna's skirt, causing her to scream again.

The bloody cloak on his head slowly fell, and the entire town of Transyllia had been drained of blood by this dark artifact and died.

Now it looks much better than before, bloody, very delicate and beautiful.

Carlo was in a very happy mood, looking at the reincarnation who fell to the ground, he couldn't help but sigh: today is really a lucky day. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!