Originally, the body of these undead warriors was so hard, even if it was Bai Junyi's Akagi spear, it had to be true qi to penetrate the body in order to destroy, ordinary flames could not damage it at all, but under this flame, these undead warriors seemed to have encountered natural enemies, and their bodies were as solid as fine iron, as soon as they came into contact with these flames, they were like burned candles, and in a moment, they dissolved one after another, screaming and falling to the ground.

As the legendary angel in charge of hellfire, Uriel is very strong, almost through the sky, this crystal statue, I don't know if it really has angelic divine power in it, but the terrifying flame it contains, but it really has a very strong lethal power to dark creatures, even if it is the undead blood clan refined by the Grand Duke before his death, under this flame, he can't resist a breath of time.

"Take back the undead warriors!" qAf

Faust urged the formation while shouting at a blood prince next to him, these undead warriors are not easy to refine, almost every one of them was a strong person in the dark clan in his lifetime, although he has accumulated a huge number of thousands of years, but the number of these undead warriors will only be less, not more, they are usually even the great knights of the Church of Light, they are not so fragile, and they cannot be destroyed by hellfire so simply at this time.

Looking at the undead warriors who receded like a tide, Bai Junyi smiled, stuck the Akagi spear on the ground, and sat directly on the ground without any courage, and the hellfire sprayed by the crystal angel statue just formed a circle around Bai Junyi, and there was no harm to the white captain in it, perhaps because he had the scroll given by Gregory, and his breath was covered.

Bai Junyi took out the crumpled box of cigarettes from his blood-soaked pocket, took out one, put it on the hellfire on the side, lit it, took a deep breath, and then looked at the terrifying flame in front of him calmly.

The dark black flame seems to be extremely hot, in fact, if you really get close, you will feel cold and piercing, no, it should be directly piercing the soul, the core of the flame, it looks extremely pale, like the despair and struggle in the deepest part of hell, all in this black flame at a glance.

"Let Lao Tzu bring an angel statue over, is it just the end of the matter, only to burn some undead warriors? Isn't this a pure sickness? ”

Bai Junyi spit out a cigarette, frowned and said to himself, he didn't believe that the treacherous and cunning pope would be so simple, otherwise it would be okay to change to anyone else, Bai Junyi didn't believe that there would be no dead in the Church of Light, and that kind of fanatical believers could find a lot casually.

At this moment, on the Bloody Wasteland, with Fort Solomon as the center, a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth rushed up, and then on the edge of the Bloody Wasteland, a black pillar of light rose with it.

The Twelve Movements of Darkness!

Fort Solomon, or the most powerful hole card of the Dark Council, as the base camp of one of the strongest forces in the West, has been operating for thousands of years, how can there be no powerful formation enchantment, except for the body of Fort Solomon, which has given birth to spirit stones, this huge Twelve Movements of Darkness, which encompasses the entire bloody wasteland, is the most powerful magic circle.

Captain Bai smoked half of the remaining cigarette, squinted his eyes, looked at the huge black pillar of light, and sensed that a magic circle was rapidly forming, but he was motionless, still half sitting on the ground, his expression was indifferent, with the speed of change in this magic circle, it was impossible for him to leave in time.

Moreover, even if he was really strong enough to fly out before the circle closed, the people in that castle would not allow him to leave so openly and swaggeringly.

This is a very normal thing, if someone else comes to the Holy Maiden Gate outside the mountain gate, bombards the mountain gate formation with a magic weapon, and slaughters a number of puppets guarding the formation, and then wants to run away directly, Bai Junyi will not kill him and he will be blind to his little chicken belly, so Captain Bai can understand very well, so he is also very calm to sit in place and did not run away, anyway, here and now, he is outside the magic circle, or inside the magic circle, it really doesn't matter much.

But at this moment, Bai Junyi suddenly felt a terrifying danger rising from his heart, this terrifying sense of crisis exceeded any situation he had experienced before, even when he encountered the peak powerhouse of the Eight Veins Realm, he did not have such a terrifying feeling.

He jerked his head up and found that in the sky above the bloody wasteland, a phantom of sharp claws suddenly appeared, although it was only a phantom, it was extremely sharp, and there was no illusion at all.

"Grass, it's really a wolf king-level shot, it's really shameless!"

Bai Junyi's face was as hard as iron, and his eyes showed a crazy look, which was equivalent to a blow from a strong man on the Heavenly List, this was indeed the most terrifying enemy he had faced since his cultivation, although Pope Gregory's strength was definitely stronger than this super-level person who made a move, but after all, he didn't make a move on himself, and he didn't have an intuitive understanding.

At this time, Bai Junyi had obviously seen this claw shadow, but the whole person's mind seemed to be frozen, unable to avoid, unable to escape, and even more unstoppable!

This is the terrifying power of the super-rank, the so-called fighting beyond the ranks, before this gap in strength, is just a joke.

"I'm not convinced!"

Bai Junyi's eyes widened angrily, the madness in his eyes became even stronger, and his divine thoughts frantically urged the hosta in his arms, trying to use the power of the hosta to improve the strength of his divine thoughts, even if he was assimilated with the hosta, he would bite this super-level person.

But his body, including his divine thoughts, was like a worm in amber, frozen by the powerful power emanating from Byrne, and it was impossible to even kill himself.

"It's a pity!"

Stuart looked at Bai Junyi with some covetousness, but still shook his head, continued to urge the magic power, and ran the magic circle of the twelve movements of darkness with Faust, although he was a little interested in Bai Junyi's blood, but there were only some, if he just went against Byrne for such a trivial matter, he was unwilling, although as a blood clan, his antipathy to werewolves has never weakened.

No one's eyes were on Bai Junyi, in their eyes, Bai Junyi was already a dead man, as a super-level powerhouse, it was already his greatest glory to personally attack him, as for resistance, this was just a joke, even if it was Byrne himself, after using thirty percent of his strength to blast out a claw, he also withdrew his gaze at Bai Junyi, and shifted his energy to the air, guarding against the strong man of the Church of Light who would appear at any time.

The shadow of the claw is deep, and the killing power is overflowing!