Yin Ming: "......"

Fight, fight, do you have bad breath and slander me?

The head of a demon race, in front of a group of demons, scolded a person as a demon, and asked for enemies through this void?

The Ancestor of the Cowardice, Arga Terr, is dead!

Behind each 2-ring demon lord is a 4-ring level demon king.

Limited by the carrier, it cannot exert the power of the 4-ring field.

But at least it has the power of the 3-ring level, more than a dozen 3-ring level demon king phantoms, and besieges a cowardly demon who has mastered the pseudo-realm at the limit of the 3 rings, and the ending is doomed from the beginning.

"Tut-tut......"

Yin Ming slurred and slowly retreated behind the demons.

The attack on Yaga Tel at this moment should have fallen on his head.

But as the ancestor of the bloodline of a clan, it is the proper duty to bear the blame for the clan.

Looking at the figure fleeing in embarrassment in the fog of the abyss, the slander will not be pursued out of humanitarianism!

"Babbling ......"

Yin Ming sighed.

Suddenly, he found that in addition to him, the 2-ring demon lord who was paddling.

There was also a demon fleeing the battlefield.

Locke was a little uncomfortable by Yin Ming's look, and explained: "Don't look at me like that, Romance and I are under the command of a demon king, and there is no means of a demon king on our bodies, who is stupid enough to try to fight beyond the ranks?" ”

Plausible!

War Demon Romance, the phantom of the demon king that appeared behind him, is the only abyss demon king Yin Ming knows.

The Demon of the Mirror – Christine.

Christine is the most human-like existence among the demons Yin Ming has ever seen.

With curly blond hair, fair skin, and dark and deep eyes, he looks like a handsome middle-aged man with a bookish atmosphere, and there are no inhuman features on his body at all.

"Buzz!"

The abyssal aura surged violently, and the light and shadow condensed into a round mirror.

The illusory bloody ancient battlefield behind Romance, under the reflection of the mirror, transforms from virtual to real, forming a pseudo-realm that coincides with the abyssal fog.

The battlefield was originally the home of the war demons, and hundreds of demon souls were transformed into war spirits, and they actually competed with Yaga Tel with the power of one person.

"That's strong! Is it really good to consume the soul like this, to snatch food from Beelzebub's mouth? ”

Originally, I was expecting the remaining demon corpses to be able to fill Beelzebub's stomach in front of me, but now there is no hope at all!

"Boom!"

Yin Ming watched the battle from afar, shrouded in abyss fog, like watching a dragon show its claws, it was not real at all.

Turning his head, he chatted with Locke, who had returned to his normal size: "In the team, there are only 2 lava demons in total, and they haven't participated in the battle, so the reputation of the lava troll clan won't be damaged!" ”

The cowardly Zu Yaga Tel is the end of a typical damaged reputation.

The Abyss Demon has reached the upper limit of the bloodline level, and there are two options for breaking through the rank, either from the bloodline ancestor or from the will of the abyss.

Locke obviously belonged to the latter, and didn't care: "Whatever! Anyway, it's the matter of the Ancestor of the Lava Demon, and it won't be the turn of the two of us to participate in the Abyss War. ”

"...... Sonor"

A sword roar of gold and stone clashing.

The blood-colored greatsword swung, and several blood-colored rays of light emerged from the abyssal mist, and where it passed, the mountain peak was cut into two sections, revealing a smooth fracture.

The black abyssal mist was torn apart by the sword, turning into clouds and smoke, spreading in all directions.

"It's over!!"

In battle, the pseudo-realm is shattered, which most likely means death.

Yin Ming and Locke looked at the lava demons at the same time.

Yaga Tel stood on top of the ruins, completely lifeless, and his corpse revealed blood-colored cracks, turning into hundreds of pieces of flesh and blood scattered around.

"Ding!"

On top of the corpse, a world source crystal the size of a skull was condensed.

Romance stood in the air, his dark armor slightly torn, and he held a blood-colored sword, a murder weapon.

Many of the rest of the demon lords were injured and had broken arms, but only a 2-ring scythe demon died at the hands of Yaga Tel, who was the first to question it, and it was really a hateful hand!!

"World Source Crystal ......"

The greedy demon's eyes were staring at the World Source Crystal.

Such a large piece of World Source Crystal, sacrificed to the Abyss Will, can definitely break through the upper limit of the 2-ring bloodline.

"Khooth!"

A sword roar!

The spirit of war on the bloody ancient battlefield was extinguished, and the blood-colored greatsword was full of energy.

The phantoms of the demon kings behind the fifteen heads and 2 rings of the demon lords appeared one after another, all staring at the romance vigilantly, the war demon romance is the most powerful, but if you want to kill all the demon lords, it is impossible to monopolize the world's source crystal.

However, Romance ignored the demon lord at all, and looked back at Yin Ming: "Found you!" ”

Swing your sword!

The blood-colored sword that cut through the pseudo-realm was unstoppable, and it came in an instant.

"Found ......"

Yin Ming's face changed greatly, and he glanced at the phantom of the demon king Christine, and an ominous premonition was born in his heart.

The fragments of the mirror world were taken through the scavenger's gourd, the embers were fused, and they were also covered with a layer of outer Dan skin, so they could still be recognized?

At this moment, there was no time to squeeze the soul power of the undead factory, and use the White Bone Venerable Soul Banner to form the undead realm.

The magic power in Yin Ming's body operates, activating the magic core permanent witchcraft: "2 rings: undead possession." ”

Behind him, a white moon emerged.

Channeling a wisp of 7-ring chaotic undead power to his own use.

The possession of the undead can be used as a god, but the restrictions are more harsh, and this god must be owned by himself.

Coincidentally, Yin Ming can just meet this.

"Woo ......"

Yin Ming's fingers tapped lightly.

The White Bone Venerable Soul Banner released a large amount of undead dead energy, and the ghost cried and whimpered.

Like the black clouds before the storm rolling wildly, a black energy barrier was formed in front of him.

The white bone drama compiled by Ms. Bai Yue made Yin Ming's use of the power of the undead system no longer as crude as it was at the beginning.

"Boom!"

The sky was full of smoke and dust, and the blood-colored sword light died in the collision.

Locke, who was almost affected, couldn't help but scold: "Romance, you are careful, after so many years of friendship, you have said small things about you hundreds of times, and you want to take the opportunity to kill people?" ”

"It's me!"

Romance made another person's voice.

Locke heard that it was Christine's voice, and was instantly silenced, and his huge body was like a frightened quail.

Christine said coldly: "That's it, kill Aman in the Bekiya plane!" Originally, there were only two guesses, but now it is completely certain! ”

The smoke and dust dissipate with the wind.

The white wheel of light shines like a bright moon rising.

Yin obviously revealed his true body, surrounded by the dead spirits, and the radius of Baili Forest was cold to the bone, condensing a layer of dark blue frost.

"Human!"

"A human wizard?"

"Damn, what kind of camouflage is this?"

The expressions of all the Demon Lords changed dramatically.

For so many days, there was a human hiding around him, and he didn't even notice it.

What a chilling feeling!

It's just like ...... It's like the abyss carrying out a dimensional invasion, parasitic demons dormant in human bodies.

"Hoo ......"

Yin Ming exhaled a breath of turbidity, flashing a hint of hesitation.

(End of chapter)