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When the black cloak appeared, death descended on the earth. ＠，

The flame prisoner who was originally from hell suddenly felt inexplicably frightened, and the Burial Cult army, which only knew how to slash just now, lowered their blades one after another, and looked at Roger who was walking slowly in fear.

The faces of the funeral sect and others in the sky also changed sharply.

The cloak of Roger gives them the fear of death, a feeling they haven't felt since they were reborn from hell.

"Roger",

The teachers and students of Crape Myrtle also saw Roger, although his hair turned gray and his face became vicissitudes, but everyone recognized it, the Roger who had led Crape Myrtle to the Triple League championship, the Roger who became the Archbishop of Canteen City at a young age, returned.

But everyone is mixed, can he save Srock alone?

"Fuck, Elizabeth, Nikolai, a kid scares you like this?",

Although the Funeral Sect was afraid, he was not afraid of the murderous habitual offender, the mainland felon, Tiger Hill, and he was about to make a move, but he didn't expect that among the prisoners of the Douji Tower, there was a bald man with a ** upper body who rushed towards Roger first.

"Fuck, stinky boy, let me wait for my chance",

No one knew his name, not even the Old Man Spider and Tiger Hill, who were also from the Fighting Tower.

His name is Aclay, who was once tortured by Roger, and has been looking for an opportunity to take revenge.

Roger saw his eyes jump, and he really didn't expect that the first person who dared to do it to himself was actually this waste wood.

He held down his fist with one hand, twisted it downward, and broke his wrist with a "click", and Aklee screamed and was kicked in the stomach by him and flew five meters away.

"Chance? Looking for a chance to die?".

"Peng".

Aclay just retired. Tiger Hill immediately slammed into a fist, unlike the Spider Old Man, Tiger Hill only had pure strength, he had blown many heads and broken many necks with his unparalleled strength, but now he was facing Roger, who had just broken through the limit state.

Before his fist could reach, a golden light had already reached him in front of him, and then a heart-piercing pain came from his shoulder blade. Roger's sharp knife had already stabbed deep into his shoulder blade.

"Ahh

Tiger Hill retracted his hand with a scream, and the spider silk of the spider old man behind him was also entangled, but a black sword light immediately rolled up behind Roger, first the black blades cut off the spider silk, and then the blades formed a storm and swept forward.

The extremely sharp blade formed a powerful black storm, and the already powerful blade storm swept the heavens and the earth with the blessing of the magic sword Copperfield, and the cracking sound of "click" came from the storm, and the flame prisoners and flame giants burst one after another where the storm passed.

Tiger Hill and Old Man Spider also quickly retreated to the sides to avoid the storm. Elizabeth, Nikolai. The Laswicken trio reacted in the same way.

Strong, too strong.

It's just that in just five months, Roger has been strong enough to make them look up.

Tiger Hill's eyes were full of surprise when he looked at him, how could this boy who looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old have this kind of power?

There was only deep jealousy in the spider old man's eyes.

He had a bloody battle with Roger when he was on the Shatong Trail, and he thought he could easily take down this kid, but he didn't expect to be beaten by him.

Roger sneered and strode over, and Angel hurriedly followed, only to realize that there was a beautiful angel and a sword-wielding young man in silver armor behind him.

And the wings of Luban, the fallen king of the air, have long since opened.

"Angel",

"Juggernaut Augustine",

Many people recognized the identity of the sword-wielding young man, the sword master Augustine.

"It's the Juggernaut Augustine, the Juggernaut Augustine and the younger brother Roger are here together",

"And an angel, oh my God, has an angel come to save us?",

There is hope in the eyes of many.

In the minds of many people, Roger is good at intrigue and intrigue, and the sword master Augustine's swordsmanship is undoubtedly more secure.

Roger ignored their words and walked straight to Nan Yurou, turning around to stand in front of them.

Tiger Hill smiled and said, "Boy, your name is Roger, I remember, it was you who was buried in Kanding City, hahaha, what? Do you want to be a hero and a savior alone?",

The wound on his shoulder blade was still bleeding, but that didn't diminish his ferocity in the slightest.

The old spider man also said: "Boy, although you are powerful, you will have to die here today, Lasviken, drown him with a prisoner of flames",

He looked up at the Funeral Cult leader in the sky, the terror tycoon Lasviken.

But I saw that his face changed and changed.

Not only him, but Elizabeth, Nikolai were all gloomy.

"Hmph, Lasviken, are you in the mood for anything else at this time?", Old Man Spider said displeased.

Roger sneered, "Idiot, do you think the flame prisoners still listen to you now?",

He flashed the scythe in his hand, and the fifty thousand flame prisoners in front of him turned their heads to look at the leaders of the Burial Sect.

There was no sound, but their position was already obvious.

Laswicken and the others could no longer control them.

Now, their owner is called Roger.

"What's going on?",

Tiger Hill and Old Man Spider also changed color, and the Flame Prisoners of the Burial Cult were their greatest support, and their rebellion turned this already victorious war against them immediately.

Lasviken smiled bitterly: "He is the Grim Reaper, the former master of hell",

He fell to the ground with his hands behind his back, as did Elizabeth and Nikolai.

With a wave of one hand, Nikolai saw a huge ring of fire appear behind him, red flames spreading out from the ring of fire, and the flame prisoners turned to ashes in their pass.

While it was no longer possible to control these flame prisoners, it was more than enough to destroy them.

Laswicken smiled: "Roger, your growth is very surprising",

"Of course, those who once wanted to refine me into a prisoner of flame would never have imagined that I would be chosen by death to be your master", Roger sneered, "Lasviken, Nikolai, do you regret that trial?",

Lasviken shook his head: "Hell is no longer the hell it used to be, and death is no longer our master, for that judgment",

"We don't regret it at all," Nikolai said with a smile on his arms, two flames coming out of his palms.

The black fog behind Lasviken lifted, and hellfire spread from all over his body.

He stretched out his hand and smiled: "Death, we are not afraid of you, hell already belongs to us",

The scythe in Roger's hand glowed black.

"Hell will return to its original order, Lasviken, Nikolai, your death will be the beginning of the return of hell to death". (To be continued......)