It is impossible to determine when the Dark Council was founded, but one thing is for sure, the Dark Council existed long ago when the Longhua Empire was founded. And during the following 10,000 years of rule, the Dark Council has always been one of the biggest enemies of the Longhua Empire.

The territory of the Longhua Empire spans three galaxies and independently guards the eight planes, which shows its strength. However, even if the Longhua Empire was so powerful, it had not been able to exterminate the Dark Council for thousands of years, and even the headquarters of the Dark Council had never been found there. On the contrary, it was the several actions planned by the Dark Council that made the Longhua Empire lose face, and there were words of suffering.

So one thing they are right about is that there are not many people who dare to speak to the Dark Council like that. Except for the madmen of the Temple of God and the Legion of Justice, the others are not willing to provoke easily, if not afraid.

But it was clear that the old woman was not among the 'others'. Therefore, adhering to the principle of trying not to speak if you can do it, the battle between the two sides is about to break out.

Shen Mu's knowledge was limited, and he couldn't recognize that they were all of that level, so he could barely distinguish the general occupation. The middle-aged man in the lead should be a druid, just see that his body is swollen, his hair is dense, and in the blink of an eye, he has transformed into a monster with a lion head, tiger claws, a cow body, and a leopard tail, with fine scale armor growing all over his body, faintly outlining a defensive magic array.

The other three, one of whom had a pair of bony wings stretched out from his back, arms growing out of his ribs, and scarlet daggers in his four hands, seemed to be some of the thieves' advancement classes. One of the remaining two was a warlock, and in the midst of a low chant, six blue balls of light condensed behind him, constantly spinning to draw power from another time and space. As for the last one, he was a knight, and it was also the only profession that Shen Mu could recognize, a seventh-order bone nightmare knight. From this, it can be judged that the professional level of the other three will never be lower than the seventh order.

The four men clearly had a tacit cooperation, the warlock was responsible for containing the count and the young man carrying the coffin, and the other three were all at the old lady, intending to cut off one of her fingers first. As for Shen Mu, he was completely ignored by them, and Shen Mu was also very wise to hide directly under the car.

Facing the siege of the three seventh-order professions, the old woman's figure retreated sharply, and she stepped forward with the White Bone Magic Battle in one hand, and dozens of white bone thorns broke through the ground, disrupting their formation.

"What kind of druid are you? "Aren't you like a four?" the old woman chuckled dryly, and several necromancy spells were cast one after another, and nearly half of them were all slammed into the monster druid. But his magic defense after transformation is extremely high, and these magic can't hurt him in the slightest.

"I heard that the Dark Council and the Ghost Throne are all professionals who pursue extreme evolution, so must the four of them too!" Even if the Earl didn't want to mess with the Dark Council, he had to take action at this time. With his left hand, he held it in the air, and shot out a ball of blood to resist the warlock's magic, and with his right hand, he pulled out the ninth-order purple gold long sword at his waist, and with a shock to his back, two huge blood-colored bat wings grew from his back. With a slight flick of the sword, he unswiped the Bone Nightmare Knight's spear, and slashed out a sword aura with his backhand to force the Bone Wing Thief back.

The young man who had been carrying the coffin on his back remained motionless, completely ignoring the attack of the opposing warlock, allowing the blue fireball to explode on his body. The corrosive fireball could easily dissolve the steel, but it only corroded his shirt when it fell on him, revealing the muscles as strong as copper and iron underneath.

"Death to me!" the monster druid, seeing that he could not hold the old woman for a moment, deftly circled around and slammed a lightning-fast punch into the young man's head.

The young man's reaction was very fast, and he also met him head-on with a punch. The two fists faced each other, only to hear the muffled sound of a thunderous 'bump', the young man took two steps back, and the monster druid took five steps back in a row, with an extremely incredible look on his face.

He boasted that he was already extremely strong in strength after transformation, and he would reach more than 5,000 catties with all his strength, but the young man in front of him who seemed to be weak and unscrupulous could still hold down his head in terms of strength, and he was still carrying such a heavy coffin. Who the hell are these guys?

"You take my punch again!" The monster druid was competitive, the scale armor on his body was flushed with a red tide, and his strength soared nearly tenfold under the increase of the magic array, and the moment he punched even exceeded the speed of sound. A punch blasted out, and a white sonic boom was shot out of the air,

This punch has no way out, and both speed and strength have reached the peak that a seventh-order profession can achieve. The young man only had time to hurriedly raise his arms to resist, but the force of the punch was so great that it easily broke through his defenses and slammed a punch into his face.

With the strength of 50,000 catties, coupled with the supersonic fist speed, the destructive power generated by this punch has increased tenfold. As long as a normal creature is hit by this punch, it will inevitably be beaten into a lump of flesh. But the young man was only beaten upside down and flew out of more than ten meters before stabilizing his body, and his legs violently exerted force, steadily counteracting the strength of his fist.

"This can't be!" the monster druid's mouth opened in shock. was hit by his punch, not to mention the eighth-order profession, even the ninth-order profession was dead. How could this guy still be like he was fine.

No, it can't be said that it's okay. The mask on the young man's face couldn't withstand the force of this punch, and he was torn apart, and his right cheek was obviously sunken. But that's not the point, the point is that the young man finally showed his true face at this time.

Shen Mu looked over very curiously, but he was so shocked that he almost didn't jump out from under the car. I saw that the young man's eyes were black, his eyes were blank, his two long sharp canine teeth were exposed outside his lips, and his face was iron and blue, without the slightest breath of life.

It's a human here? It's a zombie!

Youth...... Oh no, I guess the zombie was annoyed by a punch too. With his backhand, he untied the coffin on his back and slammed it on the ground. The speed of the figure was more than twice as fast as before, and it crossed more than ten meters with a shake, and launched a confrontation with the monster druid with seven punches in a row.

These two monsters both have an advantage in strength, and every punch is like thunder, and it is difficult to solve for a while.

The Count wrapped himself around the thieves with the wings on their backs, and both of them had wings, and struck them from the ground to the sky. This thief is not a normal thief's promotion class, his wings and limbs and arms bring him great convenience, and he is more flexible and weird when using moves and combat skills, and he can often attack from unexpected angles, which is impossible to prevent.

"The arms under your ribs turned out to be transplanted from your own, and the Hades Throne family really has some means. The Earl only defended with a long sword, and while observing the opponent's moves, he quickly discovered the flaw: "However, your bone wings are transplanted from ghost vultures, and the vibrations of the wings are still a little jerky. ”

"You seem to be familiar with us, are you also the Throne of the Dead?" the thief was depressed. He found that the opponent's swordsmanship was so clever that no matter what moves he used, the opponent could easily defuse them. Moreover, the blood-colored bat wings behind the other party are also more advanced than his ghost vulture bone wings, and the fit is also higher, just like the one that grew out of his own body. In addition, his words seemed to be extremely familiar with the Ghost Throne line, which inevitably gave him an illusion of his own people.

"No, I don't want to have anything to do with your Dark Council, and I'm not like you!" the Count coldly raised his sword light, and a large area of golden runes appeared on a pair of bat wings behind him. The speed of the flight suddenly increased to an unbelievable level, leaving blood-colored afterimages in the air.

"Are you...... Bloodline!" The thief finally thought of some forbidden legend at this moment, and immediately frightened the soul. As the saying goes, it was dark under the lamp, and his own bone wings were transplanted, so after seeing the count's bat wings, he should have thought that they were transplanted. It wasn't until the thick color of blood accompanied by the afterimage that he suddenly thought of the blood clan's body.