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His friend, the archer, fled.

His servant, who had not known how to hire, threw himself on top of the man, wailing and crying.

He is very stupid and naïve, and his movements are also very clumsy, only with sincerity and hard work.

But he knew that he couldn't beat the Blackstone Giant, so he threw himself on the purple-haired man and cried, with no intention of avenging him for the time being.

Maybe he doesn't know what revenge is?

Next to him, Marshall, who was almost killed by a heavy punch, had slowly got up with the support of Seryusha, but his body, which had improved slightly before, had once again been extremely bad, and he thanked Seryusha and looked at the black stone giant with unkindness.

But I have to say that this is a proper move, otherwise he has a good conversation with this thing and falls in the eyes of others for a long time, what should he say?

But even so, the thorn was obviously firmly rooted in his heart, even if he knew that it might be, it would be good for him? maybe.

The blackstone giant casually dealt with the purple-haired man, and suddenly frowned.

After the latter's death, the camouflage on his body lost its effect, and some of the smell on his body wafted out and entered the giant's nose.

He directly slashed open the man's clothes, of course, this was not a desecration of the corpse, just to prove his thoughts.

Soon, the pattern carved on the purple-haired man's body was completely revealed in front of him, and he snorted coldly: "The guy who sacrificed to the evil god is not a pity to die!"

His expression was very angry.

This made the two people behind him very puzzled, they really hadn't seen their boss so angry.

I walked over and took a look, and I understood a little.

Evil gods in a general sense are basically those evil gods in the chaotic evil camp, although there are not many in the astral plane, but they also exist, although it is not a nice way to say that sacrifice to such an existence, it is also said in the past.

But there's more to the evil gods than that.

Some beings in hell and abysses prefer to pretend to be evil gods for sacrifices and trades.

And those patterns behind the purple-haired man, you can know at a glance that they are from the abyss......

So that's a big deal.

It's no wonder that the purple-haired man has been hiding all the time, if it is from hell that barely said the past, and if he comes to the abyss......

There is only one sentence that shows the difference in the attitude of the Overworld towards the two: the hatred of the abyss is unmatched by the ten hells!

Don't blame the Blackstone Giant for his anger, after the killing, there will be a sentence: deserve it.

Suddenly, the Black Stone Giant's face changed drastically, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, and his body tensed up suddenly.

Phew!

A crisp eagle whistle came from afar, from far and near, just for a short moment.

The Black Stone Giant looked up, his pupils shrank, although it was extremely far away, but as far as his eyes could see, a huge eagle-like demonic beast flew into the air, like a heavy cannonball!

But it was not this seemingly huge eagle that made the Blackstone Giant shrink his head slightly.

It's the eagle's head, the short, tall figure!

These two opposing temperaments have been perfectly presented and interpreted in this person, which is simply contradictory to the extreme!

The figure stood firmly above the eagle's head, looking at the ground with his hands on his chest.

His grim face did not waver in the slightest, as if all this needed to be judged and punished in his eyes.

Of course, because it was too far away, the Blackstone Giant couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Only he could see the sword that this little creature was carrying behind his back!

The brilliance is indescribable, and the awe-inspiring momentum that can be felt from a distance alone has made the Black Stone Giant's heart chill!

He directly strode out with one in his left hand and one in his right hand, carrying his two younger brothers, and the stride meteor began to flee directly!

Don't stop for a moment!

Marshall, who was failing at this time, obviously didn't know what was happening, and he had just poured himself a bottle of potion to heal his wounds, and had already spotted the blackstone giant fleeing for his life.

In addition to the great doubts in his heart, he also turned his head to look at the sky at the same time, without other auxiliary props, even if he looked at the source of everything, he could only scratch blind.

Because he didn't see it, isn't it just a giant eagle? What's there to be afraid of?

He was speculating.

At the same time, Luo He swung his claws and added another scar to the fat head, and he also noticed a movement in the sky when the eagle roared.

He didn't pay too much attention to the large-scale wind and grass before, but concentrated on the battle with the ogre.

There are three ogres here: the fat head and the thin head and the Zagu who is still hiding to this day.

As a result, he couldn't be distracted at all.

And this eagle roar was like a beacon in the night, drawing him to the past, and at the same time there was already a great hope in his heart.

After all, the eagle whistling......

When I looked up, a layer of joy suddenly appeared on my face.

Isn't the one who makes the whistling sound an unreliable wide-backed eagle?

The guy standing on top of the broad-backed eagle's head is not Blackbeard! Or the sword soul?

A few figures faintly shimmering beside the sword soul, Luo He also faintly recognized them.

Old Pete, Allaman, Cold Breath......

After all, he is now the Transformation of the Bone Wolf King, and the eyes of this form are simply max!

It's just that I suddenly thought of something else in my heart, and my brows furrowed slightly.

This time, the sword soul broke in to participate, but it was a matter of the chieftain candidate of the Southern Hammer dwarves, how long has it been?

When did the Southern Hammer Dwarves become so effective?

"This is ?......" Luo He suddenly saw an unusual object from the sword soul, after all, that sword was too dazzling!

"The Holy Sword of Desolation, the Sword Soul pulled it out again?"

That's right, although Luo He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could be sure that the sword on the back of the sword soul was the Sword of Sorrow, because there was no other more likely choice!

It's just that from a distance, the indifferent look of the sword soul makes Luo He a little uncertain, this should be a big good thing, how can it be such a stinky face?

Ignoring the screws in mid-air, the wide-backed eagle descended slowly, and the astonishing mutation made the ogres lose any desire to continue, as they found that all of a sudden the situation seemed to be one-sided again.

Luohe's joy, the blackstone giant's escape, no matter how you look at it, the existence on this wide-backed eagle doesn't look like the existence of friendly forces.

Luo He panted slightly, he had consumed a lot with one enemy before, and seeing that the ogre receded slightly, the bone armor on his body gradually retracted, and he recovered the form of the frost werewolf, waiting for the old Pete and others on the broad-backed eagle to come down.

But my heart was completely relaxed. The arrival of Old Pete and others means that he has completely left the situation of being unable to support himself, and he can finally relax his nerves.

At this time, the sword soul suddenly made a stunned eye movement.

He directly took off the Desolate Holy Sword behind his back and threw it at Luohe!

He obviously didn't use much strength, but the holy sword still fell straight into Luo He's arms, and it was already obvious who was making the decision.

Luo He raised the holy sword in his hand in shock, and his voice trembled a little: "It's you who chose me?"