Those who had just returned to the birth pool had just been conceived, and they didn't have time to re-familiarize themselves with the world, so they had to lift their lightsabers and plunge into this melee.

A huge cullen man, carrying a wooden stick full of sharp stones, rushed towards a birth pool, and any obstacle was smashed into a meatloaf.

Before he could reach the Birthpool, the Cullen Demon leaped into the air, and the thick black sè stick smashed into the Birthpool with a whirlwind.

Seeing this Kulen Demon's actions, dozens of winged envoys desperately blocked the path of the black wooden stick.

But it was in vain, and the black sticks fell, and the unbridled creatures seemed to be squeezed together by a train, like pancakes pierced through sharp stones, and finally collided with the nativity pool.

The birth pool, which had existed for I don't know how many years, suddenly shattered under this stick, and countless fragments of the edge of the rock splattered out in all directions, sweeping the surrounding demons and envoys into a large area at once.

And the water of the birth pool immediately leaked out in all directions, and after a few breaths, the pool water poured out thousands of times, revealing the magic patterns that had been shattered at the bottom.

Boom, just as the Cullen Demon looked at the masterpiece he had created, a silver-white flame began to burn from its skull, and then spread rapidly, and by the time the Cullen Demon found it, the silver-white flame had already burned to its chest.

The stupid Kulun felt the flame burning very warmly on his body, and he felt tired, and he didn't care at all, and laughed a few times proudly, and picked up the wooden stick to rush into the group of abortive envoys to kill again.

As the flames enveloped its entire body, a violent drowsiness flooded into its mind, and the cullen shook its head desperately, but to no avail, gradually, its body began to tilt, and it fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

The silver-white flame burned more and more with its yù hope as fuel, and by the time it was extinguished, the demon core in Kulen's demon body had quietly burst and turned into fragments.

Truth be told, the silver-white flame of the envoy could not have been more suitable for use against demons.

As a representative of evil, the filth that gathers up, the heart of any demon is full of evil hopes, as long as it is stained by the silver-white flame, then the demon will quickly turn into a moving torch, and finally the demon core will rupture and die.

As a result, the number of demons that died in this way at some stage even exceeded the number of demons killed directly by the Immortals.

But for the emissaries, it was still a battle with no victory in sight.

The huge square at the top of the hill has become a key point in the battlefield.

Several ten-winged envoys were cooperating with Gaberel in their assault on the massive demon.

How could Gabelie not count this demon lord of the abyss world, and Jingran took the lead in breaking the rules of the game and rushed into Yaotang Mountain with the demon army.

In these years of training games, Gabelie, who was a little lax, immediately launched a counterattack, but countless demons had already rushed down the seventh layer of Yaotang Mountain and spread towards other levels, like a group of hungry and crazy eaters.

Perhaps it was because of the unadaptability to the environment of Yaotang Mountain, and because it was suppressed too much, this demon lord was beaten by Gabel and retreated, and even failed to hurt a ten-winged envoy before being forced to the edge of the square.

"Repent, demon!" Gabele roared, and the huge lightsaber in his hand swept in, finally cutting off the head of the demon lord from the abyss world, and the silver-white flames that erupted from the lightsaber quickly ignited the head that the demon lord had fallen.

But the battle was not over, and the ape-like Demon Lord had two different heads.

A giant hand reached out, blocking the lightsaber that wanted to continue sweeping away.

"Toriri, you're miserable! Olijas will let you know you're awesome!"

The falling head laughed in the flames, then vanished into nothingness.

After being cut off one of the heads, the Demon Lord looked a little more normal, but the remaining head opened its closed eyes and looked at Garebel and smiled weirdly: "What a delicious soul, take it, give it to the great Olihas!"

Hearing the strange laughter, Gabelie felt a sudden dizziness in his mind, shook his head, blinked his eyes violently, and when he opened them again, he felt a pain in his back, and it was the lightsabers of the ten-winged envoys who pierced his body.

"Bastard, what do you want!" Gabriel roared, and the ten-winged envoys hurriedly withdrew their lightsabers, knelt on the ground, and said in fear, "I'm sorry, Dajin, we see you as the demon." ”

Illusion? Gabelie couldn't help but be stunned, raised his light saber in his right hand, and roared: "The illusory cover will eventually be pierced by reality!"

Suddenly, countless rays of light bloomed from the lightsaber, illuminating the entire Yaotang Mountain, and there was a soft sound of glass breaking in the air, and a trace of black smoke was born, which was illuminated by the light and then dissipated.

Looking at the demon lord again, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he smiled strangely: "Yes, you are the first one who can break the power of my Orihasn illusion, but." ”

Gabelie didn't dare to let this demon lord continue at this time, the previous events had already brought him a great sense of threat.

Gabele understood that the two heads of this demon lord were both dúlì, so the power of the head was not affected after cutting off one head, and it seemed that because of the removal of one head, the remaining heads lost a thousand disturbances, showing a very strange power.

Gabriel's lightsaber slashed down at the Demon Lord, blocking the other man's laughter.

Compared to the previous Demon Lord with super combat power, the Demon Lord who only had one head left seemed to have lost his confidence in fighting hard, and constantly dodged the attacks of the lightsaber.

But in what Gabele didn't notice, a painful struggle appeared on the faces of the ten-winged envoys, and a trace of blood-red sè gradually appeared in the originally indifferent eyes, and the wings started from the root, and a trace of black sè gradually spread upward.

"Thousands of him!" The Demon Lord's speed has increased a lot, so that it is difficult for Gabelie's lightsaber to hit the opponent, even if it hits, at most it will cause the opponent to have a deep wound, but such a wound is not lethal to a Demon Lord.

In an instant, the wound would heal, leaving no trace behind.

Gabele's dodge annoyed him, and he immediately ordered the Ten Winged Envoys to come forward and besiege him.

Bi Jing, the Ten Winged Envoys, was Gabere's most reliable helper, and he accompanied Gabeel through countless battles, and was always Gabele's most loyal subordinate.

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