"Hmph, I don't believe it, can't I walk if I kill you?" asked the tarot disdainfully. Although he was very his mouth, but in fact he had already shown timidity, and the sword in his hand was raised more and more slowly, as if it was as heavy as Mount Tai, no matter what, this was also a major matter related to his life, and he had to think about it carefully!

"You can walk. Poor Dao smiled, "But you don't dare to go, there is a sea of magma all over a radius of thousands of miles, and there are countless enraged fire elemental creatures scurrying around, you have only cleared out the surrounding hundreds of them, you are already tired like this, do you still want to kill all the way out with your current state? I bet, no matter which direction you rush, you can't rush out of a thousand miles, and you will be burned to ashes by them!"

"Maybe you're right. But don't take me for a fool. Since this space is closed by you, as long as I kill you, it should be lifted, right?" Natarot sneered: "As long as there is no space shackle, my companion can pull me back directly, and I don't need you at all!"

"Haha, are you sure you're not a fool?" Poor Dao sneered unceremoniously: "Anyone can see that I don't even have the strength to stand up now, how can I block the space for thousands of miles? Even in my heyday, I couldn't do it." Obviously, there is a special reason for this, if you kill me, then please explore it slowly, maybe in a few thousand years, you will go out!"

"Hmph. It's okay, don't forget that I can extract this part of the memory from your soul, so it doesn't matter if you're dead or alive!"

"Haha, but I remember that extracting souls can't get all the memories, at most it's only seventy percent, and you look like a warrior angel with a specialty of hand-to-hand combat. If the spell is not your specialty, then the success rate is only 50%. Poor Dao smiled: "Half to half, you should probably give it a try, if you succeed, you can leave, but if you don't succeed, you just stay here for thousands of years." Maybe at that time, you can achieve great achievements and become an angel of fire in one fell swoop!"

Poor Dao was actually teasing him, this place was completely unsuitable for angels to live, and the seriously injured Nataro would stay here for a long time. It may not last for a few years, and it will be roasted alive or torn to pieces by wandering elemental creatures. In fact, even if there were no such threats, then Tarot would definitely not want to stay in such a bird place for thousands of years?

"What the hell do you want?" said the tarot exasperatedly. And hung down the sword limply. He finally gave in, and in his eyes, his life was obviously much more valuable than mine. So, after careful consideration, he was still unwilling to take that half of the risk.

"It's simple, you answer me a few questions before you swear not to hunt me down. I'll tell you how to lift the closure of the space!" said Poor Dao with a smile on his face.

"Good. I swear I'm not going to hunt you anymore, if you have any questions, just ask. I promise to tell you everything!" Nataro said with a wicked grin. What is his idea in his heart, can I not know? It's nothing more than killing people and killing people, and it's just the two of us here anyway, and there is no proof of death. The angels never take their oaths seriously.

Actually, Poor Dao doesn't care about this at all, because I don't have a good heart, and I'm also calculating him. I went to such great lengths just to ask him what he had to say. As for the toothache curse he issued, I didn't pay attention to it at all, just his current virtue. Who spares whose life is not certain?

"Excuse me, why are you chasing and killing me?" Poor Dao asked the doubts in his heart for a long time: "What heinous crime did I commit to the heinous crime that I had to work for the Seraphim to hunt down and kill myself?"

"You shouldn't support the Cult of Deities and ruin all of our good situation. Natarot said to me angrily, "Do you know? How much effort have we put in to occupy the entire continent? We have been planning for five thousand years? But you have carved out a third of your territory in just a few years!

"Five thousand years?" Poor Dao was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "The demon invasion was four thousand years ago, after that catastrophe, all the sects on the mainland suffered heavy casualties, but the Bright Sect was the only one, and even the overall power did not decrease but increased, could it be said that that the catastrophe was caused by you? The purpose is to monopolize the continent!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have such insight at a young age, yes, the demons are indeed lured by us, they are a good knife, and they have already helped us kill a lot of eyesore guys!" Natarot sneered indifferently: "The funny thing is that those guys don't know that they are being used, and they even arrogantly think that they can compete with the angel legion! Haha, if they weren't still useful, we would have killed them in the demon world and completely eliminated them!"

"In order to achieve the goal of dominating the continent, you did not hesitate to set off a hundred-year war with more than 100 million casualties, you are really ruthless!" said Poor Dao through gritted teeth. These bastards are simply inhumane, they do not hesitate to sacrifice so many innocent people for their own selfishness, where are they angels? They are demons at all!

"Haha, in our eyes, they are just stupid ants, we need them to provide us with all kinds of rare resources, and of course, a large number of souls that can be angelic soldiers. We need troops so much, there are so many planes that need us to fight!" Nataro laughed, "It's their greatest honor to be able to sacrifice their lives for the great Light Protoss, isn't it?"

"You are all scum!" scolded the poor Dao disdainfully, "Last question, tell me, what is the relationship between the Pope and you, from your tone, I can hear your respect for him, is his status still above you?"

"Originally, the Pope was just a pawn in our netherworld, and his status was about the same as that of a butler. But I don't know why, the Pope of this realm has been favored by a god of light. Not only does it have the power to get close to us, but it even has the status of being on an equal footing with us. Therefore, we still have to consider his request carefully. After all, there is a god of light behind him!" Nataro said with a slight dissatisfaction.

"I see, the Pope can't kill me on his own, so I'm looking for you to be a killer. It's a pity that you Taiben not only didn't kill me, but I killed one of them. That's pretty much it, isn't it?" said Poor Dao hehe.

"Hmph, you're just lucky, we want to kill you, we don't have to bother at all. If you dare to be arrogant, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now?"

"Haha, you swore just now, are you farting?" Poor Dao didn't have him at all, and continued to tease.

"Damn. Have you finished asking, why don't you tell me how the hell are you going to get out?" asked the tarot angrily.

"Haha, idiot, haven't you noticed that the space blockade has actually disappeared?" Poor Dao sneered happily: "How much energy does it take to block such a large space? Obviously, it can only be maintained for a short time. How could it be possible to trap you for thousands of years? As long as anyone with a little brain knows this truth, you are such an idiot! Haha!"

The Seventy-two Paths Earth Shattering Thunder and Fire Array had indeed stopped operating at this time, and there would be no more tongues of fire spraying indiscriminately, and there would no longer be elemental creatures scurrying around. Everything on the lava sea was restored to its original appearance. It's just that the color of the magma sea has dimmed a lot, and the energy contained in it has been extracted too much by the Great Array of Poor Tunnels, so that some places have begun to solidify into rocks.

This immortal array is actually being made by relying on the power of earth fire. Now that the power of the Earth Fire is no longer enough to sustain the needs of the Great Array, of course it will stop.

Seeing the changes in the land around him, Nataro first shook his head, then laughed wildly, and didn't seem to take my ridicule to heart at all.

"Haha, laugh, laugh as much as you want!" said to me, "This is the last laugh you'll ever have." Damn it, I'm going to want you to know what happened to me soon!" said Natarot, already furious.

"Have you forgotten your oath again?" said Poor Dao teased.

"To hell with the damned oath, I just want you to die now!" Nataro roared as he raised his sword again with force!

"Huh. Someone should die, but it seems that you are the one who died!" Poor Dao sneered as he took out the roar of the angry dragon and shot it directly at it.

"Ahh Although the arrows fired by the Raging Dragon's Roar were lightning fast, Nataro was able to block them with his keen combat instincts and skill.

It's a pity that Natarot still miscalculated the power of this arrow, it was my special siege arrow, and there was an explosive crystal on it. Therefore, Natarot used his sword to block like this, and it directly produced a violent explosion. With Natarot's scream, his six wings, which had been burnt out, were blown into powder.

Even Nataro himself was blown black, looking just like an African. The funniest thing is that his gorgeous dress was also completely blown up, and the whole tarot stood naked in front of me more than fifty meters away. In order to block the blow just now, he used the last bit of energy to protect, barely keeping his body from being injured. However, he now doesn't even have the magic to float.

Since someone does a free nude show, Poor Dao naturally won't miss the opportunity, in fact, I'm also very curious about the angel's nudity, anyway, I'm not afraid of a long needle's eye, so I deliberately looked at it carefully, and then commented in amazement: "Wow! So you really don't even have that word? Oops, it's so pitiful, it's disgusting." ”

At this time, somehow, Poor Dao suddenly had an irrepressible idea of wanting to play a prank, so I shouted, "Everyone come and see the shemale! Angel shemale, rare to see in a thousand years, the free angel shemale show began to pull!"

"I'll fight with you!" said Nataro, who was so angry that he almost died, and with a roar of grief and indignation, he brandished his sword and rushed at me.

"You stinky shemale deserve it!" said Poor Dao, shaking his hand and shooting an annihilation arrow.

Nataro though in the head of the gas. But there was still a little bit of sense, and as soon as he saw that I had made a firing motion, he immediately put his sword in front of his chest. I only heard a soft sound, and the cold and shining sword of the tarot was close to the hilt, and it directly made the tarot look stupid!

His sword was no ordinary commodity, it was a treasure that the craftsmen of the Heavenly Realm had spent hundreds of years carefully crafting. The materials are mainly Shengang, a specialty of the heavenly realm, mixed with a large amount of secret silver, pure gold, and even a piece of gold of the earth god in it, which is sealed with the soul of a silver dragon king, which is infinitely powerful, and can be said to be a treasure that is almost an artifact.

This sword has followed Nataro South and North for thousands of years, and it has almost never been worn, and even the explosion just now did not hurt him in the slightest, but now it was broken by me with a single arrow. How could he not be surprised?

Actually, this is not surprising, his sword is only based on kobelco in the final analysis, and kobelco is actually a unique alloy steel produced by the heavenly realm, and it is not a particularly strong thing. The reason why it used to be amazing. The key is still because of the user's tarot, under the infusion of his strong light fighting spirit, even any iron can sharpen iron like clay, let alone this good sword!

It's a pity that now his strength is gone, and he doesn't have the Shengang Sword to protect him. It's impossible to resist annihilation spells on the material alone, after all, annihilation is one of the most advanced earth-based abilities, not to mention corroding steel, even corroding gold and silver, and it's just like playing. If it weren't for the protection of the soul of the God Gold and the Silver Dragon King on this sword, the whole sword would have been corroded a long time ago!

In addition, this is a one-handed sword, the sword body is not very wide, and after being hit by the annihilation arrow, it is easy to be corroded by a large section of the sword god. So it's no surprise that this result is happening.

Natarot was stupid, but Poor Dao was not stupid, and while smiling, he shot another arrow. Nataro finally came to his senses at the last moment, and hurriedly blocked it with the hilt of his sword on the ground. He then abandoned the corroded hilt and tried to run to one side, and at the same time, he sent a distress signal to his companion.

As soon as Poor Dao saw his actions, he knew that he had made up his mind to run. I finally trapped him in the big array, and spent another three days and three nights consuming his magic power, and now if I told him to run, wouldn't my efforts be in vain? Thinking of this, Poor Dao no longer cherished the limited annihilation arrow in his hand, and hurriedly sent another arrow. Hit Nataro directly in the chest.

The speed of this arrow is so fast that Tarot can barely block it if he wants to, but it is difficult to say that it is difficult to dodge, especially now that he is injured and has no magic power, how can he dodge?

After being hit, there was immediately a large hole in Natarot's chest, and the blood in the internal organs was corroded, and this hole gradually began to spread to the entire body, and in a few seconds, the tarot was corroded into two parts from the chest.

As soon as Natarot saw that something was wrong, he immediately threw his soul out of his body, and then roared at me with his spiritual power: "We'll see, boy, I'll be back!" After saying that, his soul turned into a white light, intending to go directly to the Heavenly Reincarnation Pool.

"Don't wait and see, you can leave it for me now!" Old Poor Dao let out a cruel smile, and the annihilation arrow fired three times in succession, shooting straight towards the white light that had not yet fully formed. After all, it was the soul of the Seraphim, and its spiritual power was very strong, and I was afraid that I would not die with one arrow, so for the sake of insurance, I shot three arrows in a row. If this is not dead, then it really makes no sense.

"No!" a majestic and unfamiliar voice suddenly came, and at the same time, a white figure suddenly appeared not far away, and pounced at lightning speed, intending to rescue Natarot, the soul that was about to die.

"Sun's!" Poor Dao recognized at a glance that the new guy was also a seraphim, and even complained angrily: "When did the six-winged birdmen become so numerous that they can be wholesaled and retailed?"

Although the newcomer was very angry, there was still something comforting to me. This guy was a step too late, and no matter how fast he was, he couldn't have been faster than the arrows fired by the roar of the dragon, so by the time he arrived, the poor soul of the tarot had been completely destroyed by the annihilation arrows.

The newcomer could only stare blankly at the little white light in front of him, almost unable to believe that his companions who had fought with him for thousands of years had completely disappeared. Was it just that too late? He was about to regret dying. It's a pity that he is only a seraphim, and he is not qualified to learn the spell of "Time Return", otherwise he will be able to pull his companion down!

Quack, cool, finally completely destroyed a six-winged birdman. Why is it that when I look at the new birdman with a look of remorse, I am so happy to pinch it?

"Boy, you've already killed two of our angels one after the other, not even Natarot's soul. You shameless demon, unforgivable murderer, I must tear you to pieces bit by bit today!" the new birdman scolded me indignantly.

"Is there a mistake? Birdman, it's obvious that they came from the heavenly realm to chase and kill me? Can I just let them kill me? Can't I fight back?" Poor Dao scolded angrily unconvinced: "What kind of bullshit logic is this?"

"This is the angel's command, and if we want to kill you, it means that you deserve to die. Why resist!" The birdman said angrily, "Why don't you honestly let us kill you?"

"I rely on ~ It turns out that angels are all mentally ill?"