Ouyang Dao chanted in a low voice in the corner, and the God of Hell rushed down with his great sword. The extension of the gray barrier collided with the sharp blades of the Hellfire, leaving sparks of energy in the air. The crowd below panicked, screams and footsteps drowning out the rest. The Raven Guards tried to maintain order, but with little success.

In the chaos, the souls of the dead descended from the sky, the demons fought with swords and obstacles, Ouyang Dao climbed up by the side of the Earl of the North Wind and watched him fight and retreat under the protection of the three guards.

"I brought my own greetings, Count North Wind," Ouyang Dao's voice sounded in the darkness, and Count North Wind, with a chill on the back of his neck, immediately jumped up in response to this feeling. Behind him, a sharp blade sliced through the air, piercing one of the guards' shoulders and stabbing half of his heart. The guard grabbed him by the shoulders and fell, but the Earl of the North Wind looked around and found nothing suspicious.

"The situation is not good, my lord," said the two guards, one on the left and the other on the right of the Earl of the North Wind, who grabbed the body of their companion with their right foot and fell into an empty corner. If you leave the corpse in place, it will be crushed into meat sauce in a panic. In the halls, the souls of the dead are charging, the professionals at the front are fighting back, the nobles in the rear are huddled together, and now everyone is suspicious, but no one can prove it.

The Earl of the North Wind was sullen, there were already people staring at him, he had two professional guards, but he didn't go to the front, and the other nobles would naturally have opinions about him. There is no sign of an assassination, except for the dead guard, there is no evidence of the Earl of the North Wind, but for various reasons, the Count of the North Wind is now unable to prove that he was assassinated.

At this moment, another gloomy voice came from behind the Earl of the North. The Count was startled, almost jumping, and a narrow knife pierced the leg of one of the guards at his feet.

The guard fell to the ground in agony, and a moment later another knife stabbed him in the head. It's a series of attacks, first kicking, then killing.

The Count of the North Wind had a pendant in his hand, and it was this miracle that made his intuition so amazing. There was no time to hesitate, for the other guard's face was gloomy, his heart was beating all over, and a piece of cold armor gathered in the air. As the armor solidified, two more thorns appeared in the shadows, and the attacked guards only felt a powerful force shoot from their waists, and then their flesh was torn to shreds. A small skeleton appeared in the darkness, two short black daggers in his hands, and the other half of his body growing in the wall.

At this time, the three guards of the north wind had all been killed, and the riot had spread to the other nobles, who hastily abandoned a circle, leaving only the Count of the north wind in the middle, as for the crows outside, the guards were already aware of the situation, but they were exhausted and were fighting the undead and did not have time to react......

In the darkness, the skeleton's corpse slowly melted into the wall, and the Count of the North Wind saw it, brandishing his sword, trying to slice the skeleton's corpse from the side. However, the skull only bent his arm 180 degrees and stopped the North Wind from cutting down with his black dagger.

The black dagger collided with King Kong's long sword, which was broken by the powerful swing of the sword of the Count of the North Wind. The Earl of the North Wind stood still, the sword in his hand was not inferior, it was a weapon made by the master of magic of the North, and the constant sharpness attribute on it made the swing of the sword equivalent to that made by the wind knife.

Even so, in a collision with the Black Dagger, the steel sword broke, much to the reluctance of the Earl of the North Wind. However, it was then that he heard a muffled murmur coming from the back of his neck.

"Hello," said Pooh, a short dagger plunged into his back, and the Earl of the North Wind clutched the wound and fell to the ground. The nobles around him looked at him, said nothing, and retreated from the hall under the protection of the crow guards. Except for chasing the fleeing ghosts, the rest of the ghosts came up the surrounding stone steps, and it drilled through the secret door, the Golden Rose Hotel would not be a complete maze of killing machines. The demons stayed where they were, waiting for Ouyang Dao's arrival, and the Earl of the North Wind lay in the corner bleeding, looking at the righteous demons with indescribable joy. If he doesn't see that he's being targeted, he's a fool......

The Earl couldn't help but wonder what enemy he had to do such a thing, a thought flashed through Ouyang Dao's mind, and then he gave up. The Dragonblood Gang is a big gang, but because of the royal prohibition, they are the least likely to be related to demons and the undead. As the two demons bowed respectfully to the enemy of the north wind, the Count turned to see what he was facing.

Ouyang Dao's face appeared in front of him, and the Earl of the North Wind fell to the ground with a wry smile. "I didn't expect it to be you," Ouyang Dao said, holding a hook in his mouth, and took a quick step in front of Count Beifeng. "I don't want to be like you, but this time I have to be out of dignity," Ouyang Dao waved his hand painfully and said, "I can only say that you are unlucky." ”

"I'm unlucky, it's too fast!" Suddenly, thunder erupted, and Count Beifeng pretended to have a serious wound flipped over, and between three breaths, claws, fur, and teeth grew, and fled from Ouyang Dao in an instant. The Earl of the North Wind will release information to prove that Ouyang Dao is related to death and demons, as long as it proves that Ouyang Dao does not have to deal with it personally.

However, reality was not as rosy as he imagined, and the moment he jumped on a skeleton, his arm twisted into a twist, and the blue energy in the center of the distortion was a bright beam of light. Flying through the air, the Earl of the North Wind was struck by a beam of light, howled in pain, and jumped out. Ouyang Dao quickly walked up to him and watched the werewolf turn into a nobleman and laugh at him.

"You can't escape. My son will avenge me. ”

Ouyang Dao looked at the overwhelmed middle-aged man with no interest, "He will get what he deserves," the earl said with a sneer.

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't know what's behind him, even if he doesn't know, I'll be waiting for you in death" Ouyang Dao looked at him and smiled suspiciously. "No, you tell him yourself"

"Tie him to the pillar, and I'll come in handy," Ouyang Dao said to the banshee, and she immediately cast a spell without hesitation, tying the Count of the North Wind to the pillar, and the purple thorns pierced the Count of the North Wind, causing him to endure unprecedented mental pain. Ouyang Dao frowned. He wasn't there to torment his opponents. At best, he's just a test subject.

Torture was not his hobby. But most of the demonic energy and magic had this shortcoming, and Ouyang Dao didn't say much about it.

When the Earl of the North Wind was tied up, Ouyang Dao waved his hand to summon a ghost that looked like a mummy, but its core had long since turned into an evil god of unknown origin. But before starting the experiment, Ouyang Dao looked at the two demons behind him and thought for a while. He took the alchemy......

"This is your reward, take it and leave," the two demons said, they grabbed Ouyang Dao's potion in panic, but looked at the powerless alchemy bottle and green potion. "My lord, is this the reward?" The male demon had no brains and asked bluntly, Ouyang Dao smiled proudly, and his figure disappeared.

The male demon was frightened, but the sharp pain in his jaw made him open his mouth, and the entire bottle of alchemy was filled with six knives, glass, and cork. When the hellish man grabbed her by the throat, the banshee was frightened by Ouyang Dao's speed and immediately picked up her own whip and brandished it, carving an inverted five-pointed star on the ground. “

My lord, I'm leaving," the banshee said, she couldn't resist Ouyang Dao's speed and simply asked for punishment, but when the circle of the return trip glowed, she saw something incredible. From the throat to the brain, from the brain to the body, to the limbs, the male hell who swallowed the potion suddenly swelled up, and in the screams of the male hell, the red lines on his skin were carved out by the angry hell, and two huge bat wings protruded from his back. With huge bat wings, scorched marks, and two horns that curve upwards, the male Inferno has evolved to the next stage of his lineage, the King of Hell.

The banshee opened her mouth in surprise, and there was a huge pull from her feet. Her regression spell worked.

"No, no, no," the succubus screamed as she cast her magic, turning her inner breath along the meridians to the soles of her feet, breaking the magical circuits in the magic circle. This action left the blood vessels in her body untold how many times they had ruptured, and the damage caused by the breathing reversal surgery took months to recover. But the banshee didn't care.

She staggered out of the circle, grabbed the bottle from the ground, and drank it down. The energy of the burning blood gushed from within, the succubus was shrouded in purple light, the bat's wings grew behind it, and the tail grew sharp and long, but the horns of the head contracted under the skin......

When the evolution is complete and the tail and wings are removed, the succubus is no different from a human, feeling the emptiness of the body and laughing to the fullest.

This emptiness is the best news for her. This means that her bloodline has entered the next stage of the demonic profession. The emptiness was a sign that the energy in her body was not keeping up with the depletion of her bloodline. Just fill in the gaps, fill the gaps, and then ban into the next level, from the middle demon to the previous level. The devil's power system and the human class system are not the same.

In general, the power of the next demon is lower than that of the elite. The middle demon spans the two stages of elite and master. The last devil is somewhere between the master and the legend, a demon lord corresponding to the legend in the professional system. After evolution, the Hell Male God was the first to kneel in front of Ouyang Dao, and even so, he was much taller than Ouyang Dao.

"Thank you for your gift, Gilderoy Loha will remember your gift," said the witch, kneeling down, wondering how the mind of hell could work so fast? Ouyang Dao had no interest in the return of the two demons, he had already received the maximum sum of money.

"It's just business, you can go, remember to say hello to this old devil for me......"

"Yes, sir," the two demons responded respectfully, the banshee waved her wrist, reflecting the purple five-pointed star behind her, and the bodies of the two men twisted and went straight for the abyss. This time I don't know how much more efficient than the recalled phalanx is just high enough to reflect the succubus' upgrades. After driving the demon away, Ouyang Dao unmummy in front of him. Lying under the dark yellow bandage was not the bones of the deceased, but an indescribable pale green piece of flesh. Ouyang Dao smiled helplessly.

Although he had this premonition for a long time, he was a little worried and frightened when he saw that the hearts of the deceased were polluted by the outer gods. "I've sent them away, don't worry they'll come back," Ouyang Dao said to himself in the empty hall, taking flesh from the dead.

"After all this time, aren't you ready to come out, or do you want me to take you out myself, Miss Ravenswood, "Who are you?" A man in a black trench coat and a figure in a short-brimmed octagonal hat emerged from the shadows of the colonnade, and it was the woman who had discovered Ouyang Dao.

Ouyang Dao didn't answer the woman's question, but asked another question: "Dear Miss Ruiwenwei, can I ask why you came back?" Ouyang Dao used a needle to pull out a jar full of solution from the green meat, and behind him, the female members of the Crow Guard showed a look of chagrin......

"I'm sorry, I brought you here," said the woman who didn't answer Ouyang Dao's question, she looked at Ouyang Dao, turned around, and slowly pulled out a long standard knife from her waist. "This is a very important question, related to the life of a candle," Ouyang Dao said, holding up the needle, the green solution on the needle sparkling in the moonlight.

Ouyang pressed the thruster lightly, and a small drop of solution flew out of the tip of the needle, splashing on the ground, burning a small pit. Seeing his movements, the female members of the Black Raven team firmly pulled out a long knife, and the air flow flowed infinitely through the body, and the swelling of the tendons and veins was a dull pain.

"I will make amends for my mistakes," she said, pointing her sword at the Earl of the North Wind on the colonnade as the she-crow rushed forward, and even then she did not forget her duty. In the distance, a dark yellow bandage came from the distance, and the long knife that didn't hit the female crow. Floating mummies flickered in the darkness, obscuring the face of the female crow.

"Don't worry, there's time, we can talk. Ouyang Dao smiled and inserted the needle into Earl North's neck......

In front of her, however, the floating mummy was bandaged, and the rotting dark yellow cloth possessed the power of a behemoth. The mother car tried to break through, but eventually returned to the same place, looking at Ouyang Dao helplessly. "Let's talk about what you want to say. Please don't go to the Earl of the North Wind".

"You could be wrong. I'm talking about life, not about the person who is about to die. I'm talking about you......"