Chapter 356: Live Target

"This demon's body is good, but the god of death shouldn't be sealed by a demon of this level until death, right?" Fig looked at the stats on the attribute panel, if Gesia poured all of his divine power into Fig's body, then Fig's stats might be a little higher than this guy's.

Gesia was also puzzled, "According to the previous description of the souls that were buried, the Grim Reaper should have been united from the inside and out, and then sealed. It is likely that something happened again that led to her death. ”

"So you're sure she's dead?" Fig pursed his lips, although this Phyllis is powerful, but it can't hurt the evil dragon Darwin.

In terms of endurance, the dragons' defenses are simply invulnerable.

Only the player's ant behavior can be scaled off Darwin and the mastiff.

In the soul formation, Phyllis was completely used as a target, and several old men carried special shells with gunpowder and purification potions, steadily hitting the bull's-eye.

In the midst of the air currents and explosions, Phyllis stood unsteadily, giving full respect to modern weapons.

However, he was not harmed by the gunpowder, only the impact of the purifying potion on him.

The bazooka held by a few old gentlemen, there are not many ingredients in the purification potion, and unlike Li Shuang, who has already made the purification potion, the effect of their blow is still quite imperfect, which can only be said to delay Phyllis's attack.

So much so that when Phyllis's blood skin didn't fall off at all, Luo Feng could clearly feel that these old people around him were full of anxiety.

"I said, can you do it? Darwin, fly closer! ”

"Huh? Oh...... "During the attack, Phyllis didn't forget to cast his skills, but these skills did very little damage to Darwin.

Forget it, he won't die anyway, Darwin simply flew directly above Phyllis.

"Dragons?" Phyllis gasped.

There are dragons in the Northern Continent!

The relationship between the dragon and the goddess of death is not very good, how can there be a dragon?

Back in the day...... However, the dragons assisted themselves and deceived the goddess Nefitini into obtaining her dark authority.

This authority, in turn, helped the demons to seal the dragons, and completely trapped these dragons in the abyss, bound by the soul lock for life, unless demonized, immortality cannot escape from the abyss.

There are few dragons in the entire hell, and even if there are, the strength is by no means strong, and Phyllis knows very well the power of these dragons, even if they are already demonized dragons, the demons will not let the powerful dragons escape from the abyss.

How can there be a dragon here?

And even more powerful than that idiot on the third floor?

"The attack seems to be fierce." Darwin gritted his teeth, it didn't have a pain adjustment device, it hurt just pain, a heart-rending pain.

Phyllis's air blade is very powerful, as an assassin's hidden demon, his control of other spells is far less skilled than the assassin's skills, and at this time, the only air blade has become his way of attacking in Salt City.

Darwin's scales were shot down one by one, and even S-class scales could not guarantee durability in the face of Phyllis's powerful attack.

"Hurry up. Hurt! Darwin wrestled his tail and began to shake his body to dodge the attack.

"Got it, wait!" The aunts took out the water tank from the package, which was filled with purifying potions, and it was the beautiful soup made by these aunts overnight.

Bang la blah.

As we all know, rainfall has a significant effect on soot, and after a period of coolness, there is a lot less soot on the ground, and the potholes become a little muddy.

The place where the soul formation was originally bound had been smashed out of a big pit by the old men.

In the middle of the big pit was Phyllis who crawled out of the muddy water.

His tuxedo was long gone, his white gloves had become dirty, and his face was covered in black mud.

"Bastards, you guys are underestimating me too much. Lord Ben is a dignified demon, the demon administrator of the Northern Continent, and you dare to do this to me. "The demon's rage set the surrounding houses on fire.

The water in the crater soon turned into a thin thick fog.

The smoke of the purifying potion turned into foam on Phyllis's body, as if it was eroding, as if it was currying favor, and it constantly emitted a black aura.

"Keep pouring!" Old men and old ladies don't care if Phyllis is happy or not, it's the game.

They are the generation that grew up in games, just playing games, as long as they are happy, it is not a problem!

"The Sword Comes"

Not to mention that they looked down on life and death in the game, even in real life, they had long been the group of comrades who had looked down on life and death, so they were just stunned for a few seconds, and continued to follow the steps and control the rhythm of killing.

Even everyone shouted the labor trumpet.

"Send the missile yo roar hey, pour the potion yo mo roar hey ......"

In the midst of the raging fire, Phyllis unleashed the most powerful air spell that set all the houses on fire.

On Feige's side, the data on the virtual screen swiped and dropped more than 300,000.

From Darwin to the senior group of the national server to the non-server players who didn't even throw bricks, the whole village is flat.

It was only then that Lilith woke up.

The magic fluctuation just now was Phyllis's.

How could he use that kind of spell? That's ......

"Phyllis, what's wrong? How do you ......" looked at the embarrassed Phyllis, and Lilith, who had just woken up, was even more confused.

She was still dreaming that she was lying in the coffin of the goddess of death, absorbing the authority of the other party.

He has the power of his soul, and at the same time, he can pull off the head of his nemesis Selena and kick it as a ball.

Spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, Phyllis covered his face with his hands and curled up.

A few seconds later, Phyllis looked up, his eyebrows still clear, but his body was in tatters.

"I met someone who cast strange spells, but I didn't expect that there would be forces in the Northern Continent that I didn't know about." Phyllis gritted his teeth, "Have you ever heard of this mantra: send a missile and roar, pour potion and roar?" ”

Before Phyllis escaped, he remembered this sentence most clearly.

Everyone who attacked them was singing excitedly, this must be a mantra!

It's a spell left by the Grim Reaper to purify itself!

"I've never heard, what happened to those people? I'm going to kill them! ”

"I've taken care of it." Phyllis wiped the bloodstains, "It's just that there may still be those who have slipped through the net, next, I will let all the demonic beasts search in the Northern Continent, one to kill one, one to kill the other, and definitely not let them become a stumbling block to the demonization of the Northern Continent!" ”

"It's good that you have this realization." After saying that, Lilith's heart trembled.