Wailing abyss, above the cliff.

The Big Four witnessed the swarm of pythons slaughtering the small tribe and exchanged with interest.

"Chijiao, I've changed my mind, and it's a loss of my aristocratic demeanor to crush those ants myself," said one being wrapped in scarlet brilliance, "and it would be more interesting to have the minions take off their heads." ”

As the will of existence in the scarlet brilliance was carried out, on the upper rock wall of the wailing abyss, countless scarlet bloodthirsty eyes opened, and a black hurricane blew by, and there were fluttering sounds everywhere.

"Blood ghost, you are really shameless," Chijiao said dissatisfiedly, "these little ants, just leave them to my python swarm." ”

Thousands of huge bats swooped down towards the location indicated by the bloodies, and as an aerial force, they were faster than the pythons.

"Okay, Chijiao, don't hold on any longer, your little earthworm army, there are only a dozen left, and only then has a small group of troops wiped out," a giant skeleton hidden in the darkness with only two soul fires flickering and flickering around said coldly, "Order, the dead who sleep underground, dispatch." ”

The water of the pool is once again covered with large black splashes, which is the scene after the silt at the bottom of the pool has been stirred up and mixed with the water.

A wizened skeleton's claw slowly grasped a rock at the edge of the pool, stretching it hard, and then a humanoid skeleton holding a rusty scimitar crawled out of the pool.

The celebrity-shaped skeleton still had a mess of dead branches and rotting leaves, but from the soul fire that it slowly ignited, you could clearly feel the strength of this skeleton before its death, even now. It still has the momentum of looking at all directions, and it is an out-and-out true spirit-level undead creature.

It was as if a trumpet had been blown. Countless skeleton paws poked out from the edge of the pool, and then skeletons of various forms crawled out of the pool. There are humanoids. Clenching their weapons, some of them are beast-shaped, their claws are sharp, and some of them have wings, and they are flying undead.

"Undead, your legion of the dead is too strong. The other three giants said enviously.

"That is, the army of the undead will not die of old age, sleeping at the bottom of this pool, and its strength will only increase. Look at the guy in the lead. I remember that it was at the phantom level at the beginning, and now it has broken through to the existence of a true spirit. ”

"That is, it was the strongest orc leader of the fifth layer before it was alive, and even after death, it has good potential. ”

The humanoid skeleton at the head with vague fangs on its chin can confirm its orc identity. I saw its mouth open and close, and a hollow roar came out, and countless skeletons of various forms behind it seemed to have received an order and poured out of the central area together. Head for where the skeleton cutlass is pointing.

The undead said coldly: "No matter how strong we are, we still can't get you and me out of this damn prison. ”

"Hmph, don't talk about these uninteresting things," the being wrapped in a large cloud of pink flowers said delicately. The voice was flattering, "As long as we continue to strengthen our strength, we can one day break this hateful ban." ”

"Don't say it's useless. Succubus, why don't your witch troops move?" said the undead indifferently.

"Hee-hee. With the three big brother's minions in front of me, my little ones won't come out and be embarrassed. The succubus said with a grin.

The Big Three snorted in unison. Didn't say much. During their long years of captivity, cultivating minions was just a whim of graffiti, and it should not be taken seriously. Even if they were all buried on the battlefield, they would not frown.

"The bats and a group of surface humans have encountered, and there is a good show to watch~" A soft voice came from afar in the pink flower mist, "Hey, those surface humans can actually summon vampires, it's interesting." ”

The giant known as the "Blood Ghost" said disdainfully, "Such a weak little bat deserves to be called a 'vampire'? Shreds, little minions!"

The battlefield on the west side of the Wailing Abyss, the location of the Shadow Council.

"Damn, where did the vampire bats come from, it's still such a big group!" Alfonso said hatefully, and he immediately ordered the psychic to summon a high-defense flesh-shield phantom to face the enemy.

Generally speaking, a single vampire bat is only a waste-level existence, and it is also considered weak among wasted spirits. Their main advantage lies in group combat, overwhelming numerical superiority, and 360-degree attacks without dead ends, which can definitely give most of the most powerful wraiths a headache.

To deal with this kind of phantom, one is to use quality to quantity, summon a powerful phantom with high defense, and suppress it with rank. After all, vampire bats have poor vitality and low attack power, and those tank phantoms with powerful damage reduction skills can't be beaten. And the tank wraith can basically kill vampire bats in one instant with one sword.

However, the summoned two-headed stone elemental was shattered into powder before it lasted more than ten seconds. Looking at the starry streamers, Alfonso was helpless, and he ordered the No. 4 psychic to release his strength.

The true spirit of psychic No. 4 is a vampire viscount, and he has a large range of magic attacks, which is more effective against large swarms of such weak creatures.

The vampire viscount's pale hands erupted into swirls of shadow energy, directly covering a battlefield within a 4x4 radius. Hundreds of vampire bats were instantly attacked, and they exploded one after another under the bombardment of shadow energy.

Suddenly, Alfonso noticed that for some reason, the vampire bats all became violent, and the original scarlet eyes were about to drip blood, and the red light shot out half a foot long. Their attack speed and damage are also greatly increased.

The two dinosaurs that were providing cover for the vampire viscount were quickly killed, and the rampaging vampire bats swooped down on the vampire viscount and enveloped him.

Alfonso and the others certainly couldn't guess the reason for the vampire bat's rage, they only saw that the vampire viscount who was surrounded by the group let out a terrible scream, and was directly knocked out of the form of a bat swarm, and a group of small black bats escaped from the vampire bat swarm.

"Damn, come back!" the Spirit Messenger who had unleashed his strength was shocked, the vampire Viscount was the one he relied on to become a combatant in the Shadow Council.

However, the number of bloodthirsty vampire bats is more than the number of vampire viscount incarnate bats, and the speed is faster, and the attack power is stronger! As if a black whirlwind blew, the small group of black bats was directly engulfed.

A group of psychics from the Shadow Council looked at each other, such a powerful true spirit-level vampire was killed in seconds like this?

Looking at the swarm of bats hovering overhead and preparing to dive, Alfonso decisively ordered: "Three, six, seven, you give me the strength to liberate and summon the true spirit to fight!"

"Wait, I think it's better to keep a spirit envoy, after all, the sixth layer has not yet arrived, and it is not clear what greater danger there is. Philip Carter stopped Alfonso with a wave.

"Alright, then number seven will be kept, number three, number six, quick!" Alfonso shouted.

The No. 7 psychic, Zhuo Lei, smiled helplessly. He had been planning to be banished from the Origin Realm so that he could escape this dangerous adventure. But there is a providence in the dark, and the other spirit envoys who are unwilling to leave are forced to release their strength one by one and are expelled by the Origin Realm, and he, the one who wants to leave, has to stay until the end.

Philip Carter drew two short swords and helped Alfonso to clear the pounced bat.

Philip Carter's strength should not be underestimated, he did not use the power beyond the phantom, the two short swords flew up and down, one moment burst out of cross blood, the other moment transformed into a snow-white huge sword wheel, the sword skills are strange, beautiful and full of infinite murder.

On Alfonso's side, the two spirit envoys also liberated their own power and summoned a true spirit-level spirit body in desperation. With them at the center, psionic power continued to rush out like a tidal wave, which was a deterrent to the bat swarm itself.

The monsters summoned by these two people are extraordinary in their own way. One of them was a huge bird-like monster standing tall, with short wings that showed it was not good at flying, and had four claws, the hind paws were unusually thick, and each wing had a slender front paw.

The other monster also had wings, like a dragon but not a dragon, like a lion but not a lion. As soon as it appeared, it roared, and the roaring sound wave spread in a rippled pattern, and the speed of all vampire bats in the area covered by the sound wave was drastically reduced, and it was no longer as fast and agile as it was.

"This dragon lion is still somewhat useful. Alfonso said with satisfaction as he instructed the phantoms to clean up the swarm of bats that had slowed down.

On the other side, the bird-shaped monster chirped, and large clouds of inky black clouds poured out of it, quickly occupying an area with a radius of 8 meters. In this area of black clouds, a large group of vampire bats could not breathe, and they tried their best to flee towards the outer edge of the black clouds, but they were slowed down by the roar of the dragon and lion.

Plop and plop, swarms of bats fall.

The black clouds cleared, and Alfonso laughed with satisfaction: "A bat who doesn't know whether to live or die, if you dare to challenge the majesty of our Shadow Council, you are simply looking for death!"

"Don't get too complacent, we've lost three Spirit Emissary-level combat power in this battle, hurry up. Philip Carter said in a deep voice.

The three spirit messengers who had liberated their true power were finally discovered by the Origin Realm, and the powerful and irresistible power of the law descended, three huge spatial cracks opened, and the three spirit messengers were forcibly teleported back to the real world. Within three days of real time, they would not be able to break through the wall and enter the kingdom of God again.

At first, he felt that his own strength was strong, and it was purely a burden to bring these other teams of Imperial Spirit Emissaries. Now Alfonso and Philip Carter don't dare to think so, for no other reason, these two people do not liberate their true power, they can only tie their hands, once they liberate their strength, they will face the fate of being repatriated.

Before this, there were several Spirit Emissary-level teams as shields, and now they have been sent back to reality one after another, leaving only the No. 7 Psychic Master, Zhuo Lei, how is this good? (To be continued......