"Is this a corpse puppet? No, not a corpse puppet. Crazy Sands Literature Network .net is not the Holy Spirit, so what the hell is this? The three demons looked at each other, but they didn't see why. But seeing this so-called ancestral warrior, holding a short spear, he came down in the posture of chopping firewood, and simply waved it, as if thousands of wooden blocks appeared in the air.

This time, it is to cut all these thousands.

When the ghost saw the short spear, he was amazed and fluttered backwards. But the speed of the ghost face is fast, but the speed of this ancestor warrior seems to be like a lightning bolt. Chase, then chop.

The ghost face resembles a human body, and this slash is a deep cut in the body, deep enough to see the bone. This made the ghost's wail even more poignant, and the power of the three demons twisted together, still breaking the shackles of the lamp. This made the face of the lamp guarded in the middle pale, and the son shook (desire yù) and fell.

Put the cane in your hand under your armpit and hold yourself out to prevent yourself from falling. The lamp's gaze was quite bright, and it was the first time he had seen this ancestral warrior, and seeing his appearance of killing in all directions, his heart was relieved, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Now it seems that it will not be an easy task for these demons to enter the sleep of the ancestors.

"Whether you are a corpse puppet or the Holy Spirit, the existence that stands in front of us today will surely die!" The bodies of the three demons have changed and distorted, and their original well-proportioned (body shēn) shapes and handsome faces have all disappeared. Turning into a mass of creatures as black as paint and emitting an extremely evil black aura makes people instinctively feel a little uneasy.

"The Sleep of the Ancestors is not allowed to be entered by outsiders!" The Ancestral Warrior's response was still as simple and direct, and he didn't take the threat of these three demons to heart at all.

"Humph!" With three cold snorts, the three demons moved at the same time, and the weapons that looked strange before seemed so coordinated and suitable at this moment. Their bodies are not solid, but rather like flowing liquids, which makes their attacking methods very varied.

Any part of their body can attack you. At the same time, any part of their body can also be used as a shield for defense, such as a hedgehog that is shēn and shēn, giving people a bad feeling that they can't do anything.

The short spear in the hand of the Ancestor Warrior swung again and again, and the dozen or so Ancestor Warriors followed closely behind. They didn't care about the changes in these demons at all, and they didn't seem to see their defenses, and the short spears rained down on the umbrellas. They don't care if the umbrella is strong enough or the material is good enough, as long as the rain is heavy enough, a few drops will be dropped on these guys' (body shēn).

Because of the appearance of the ancestral warriors, the fear and anxiety in the hearts of those barbarians gradually dissipated, and everyone's hearts were filled with hope and determination. This made the three demons suddenly break off such a special state that could continue to recover. Their current strength is not strong enough to absorb the power of despair from the Void from the entire multiverse, which will undoubtedly make them weaker and weaker.

And these ancestral warriors have their backs to the Ancestors' Sleep, and the admiration of these barbarians behind them has turned into a new energy, which will undoubtedly make them stronger and stronger!

If in a battle, the equipment and consciousness between the two sides are not too similar, then what is this battle fought?

Consumption and recovery.

Each swing of the weapon is a drain of energy from the body to the body, in the same vessel. Recovery is undoubtedly of paramount importance.

But the demons are not without advantages, after all, these ancestral warriors have just woken up from their slumber, and their control over themselves (身shēn) has not yet reached a perfect state. This undoubtedly gave the demons a chance to counterattack, and with a single pick of the weapon in their hands, the power of despair on it suddenly increased, and the power of despair was like a black flame slashing from the arm of an ancestral warrior.

Like a red-hot knife slashing at butter, the arm flew out directly under the blow, and then was consumed into ashes by the flames formed by the power of despair.

And at the position of the severed arm, the flame of despair was like a gangrene attached to the bones, and it rushed inward unswervingly, wanting to use the body of this ancestral warrior as nourishment and turn it into a flower of despair.

"This power? What is it? The three demons felt the resistance from the ancestral warrior (身shēn), and they all questioned again. This power is not powerful, but it has an extremely strong vitality. It feels as if without the invasion of this desperate flame, this severed arm would be reborn in an instant.

And this ancestral warrior with a broken arm only glanced at his missing arm, and his backhand was another thorn.

This battle seemed to be fierce, but because the two sides reached the extreme between attack and defense, one didn't care whether his body would be injured by the other party. It feels like two strong men who don't know how to fight are waving their fists in a disorderly manner, and although the fists are (meat ròu), they lack that beauty.

However, the chief priests behind (身shēn) had all recovered from the fierce battle before, and the magic weapons in their hands were used by them one after another, and the intense white light in them went straight to the three pitch-black demons.

This seems to be a confrontation between light and darkness, and the meaning of what the light represents is very clear, repression is repression, are you not convinced? Then I'll hit you until you serve!

And the darkness represents the search for life in the cracks, and if you give me a little nourishment, then I will be able to come out of it. Let your previous ridicule turn into amazement.

At the same time, the characters in the air are pressed down one by one. It's more like a quagmire to drag these three demons into it, into the land of no return.

"If it goes on like this, no! I had been wounded by that old man, and I couldn't integrate into my body and became an evil god. Then use my imperfect body to open the way for you, and you two must succeed! "The female (sex xìng) devil at the front was in a horizontal heart, and her body was like a balloon that had been blown up, constantly inflating.

The despair in her body was all ignited by her at this moment, and after this battle, she would die and realize her life!

But for the sake of the great cause of the evil god clan, for the perfect plan in her heart, and for the bright future, she is willing to cast her useless body and become a cornerstone on the road ahead! And that's faith.

Who can judge what is right and what is wrong? Everything is good or bad just polishing and revising under the words of the victor.

The sudden change of this female (性xìng) demon is like a sheep shedding its own skin (身shēn) and discovering that its essence is actually a tiger.

And a tiger that appears in the midst of a flock? Naturally, you have to eat sheep!

It's the last, the last madness. In order not to make his sacrifice useless, this female (sexual) demon used all her strength to turn into the sharpest spear to break through the hard shield in front of her.

The characters pressed on (身shēn) were all gone, and the ancestral warriors were pushed away by her (情qíng), like sweeping the damned mosquitoes buzzing around her. But mosquitoes are creatures that are fearless of life and death most of the time, and they only have the determination to suck a tube of your blood in their hearts. And no matter how disliked these ancestral warriors were, they would always return to the front line as soon as possible, like moths to the fire.

"The flower of despair is opening, you people become its nourishment!" As she spoke, a flower really floated out of her hand, which spread out in the air, turning into countless black petals, looking like a painter was splashing ink and painting, that casualness (sex xìng), that carelessness, just to be able to satisfy herself.

However, the center of the petals is a black flame, and when the petals fall to the ground, black flames come out. Falling on the barbarians (身shēn) makes these people black torches.

Everything is dark because of the gaze.

The previous light is like the last little warmth of the sunset. And when the sun sets, it ushers in endless darkness.

At this time, even if these ancestral warriors wanted to resist the flames falling from the sky, they would not be able to take care of everyone. The sluggish advance became smoother, and the eyes of the other two demons were moist at some point, and they felt a sense of powerlessness when they saw their own people doing their best.

If...... But there are not so many ifs in this world, in order not to let the efforts and sacrifices of the clansmen come to naught, they broke through the defense line of the barbarians and rushed towards the sleep of the ancestors who were guarded by the barbarians!

And the female (性xìng) demon son incarnated (身shēn) at this moment as a wall to resist the barbarians and the ancestral warriors who wanted to go forward to organize.

"Fight, fight. Let you feel the power of the evil gods! "The voice of the female (sex xìng) demon was transmitted throughout the Pietarsari savannah, and the rain in the air, the fire on the ground, the grass in the distance, and the vast sky seemed to convey this arrogance and unyieldingness. Even if it is hated by the entire multiverse and targeted by the gods of the sky, so what?

Their evil gods never thought it was wrong, and if it was really wrong, it was this world that was wrong. Just wash them all and reshape them.

Why did the gods of Io leave them on the continent of Io? Isn't that what it is? Because the world is too filthy, and they are clean water, in order to wash away the filth of this world.

"Those two demons rushed over!" The barbarians' eyes looked panicked, and the two demons rushed into the sleep of the ancestors. Whatever their purpose, this blow would undoubtedly be heavy for the barbarians. It's like the faith in the heart being trampled on, and the heart (love) being trampled on.

The eyes of every barbarian turned red, they no longer cared about the fire on the ground, and they could no longer care about the strength of the devil, there was only one thing in their hearts, that was to regain the sleep of the ancestors and arrest those two demons.

'Da Da Da! ’

The earth trembled, as dense as billions of raindrops falling from the sky, but no one looked at it at this moment. It's not because the shock is not enough, but because there is really no leisure at the moment, and there is no leisure (情qíng) fun.

It doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost, an enemy or a friend. That couldn't stop the madness of this group of barbarians and the female (sex xìng) devil, and the battle between the two sides was still unsubtle, but after watching the punch to the (flesh ròu) blow for a long time, listening to the violent sound transmitted when the contact came, the (hot) blood in the body would also boil.

The banner fluttered in the rain, with a blue shield at the base, a scale lying across the shield, and a warhammer in the center. This is the emblem of Tyr, the god of justice. Next to it is a pair of pale hands tied with red ropes, the emblem of Ilmat, the god of suffering. The erected iron hand (set tào) represents Thom, the god of loyalty and courage who is now with Raphael.

The team of the three gods finally appeared, and it was obvious that their faces were quite bad, and the tiredness that could not be faded was written on their faces. The horses were even more so, as if they were about to lose their hand. And at the rear of the team, there were even some people running on the grassland.

The duchy closest to the Pietarsari steppes had been reduced to rubble in the scourge of stones, leaving the trigod's party without any assistance, and they rode their horses without even a decent meal. This kind of life is not much better than that of the dervishes.

But when they saw the female devils who were ravaging the Pietarsari steppe, the tiredness on their faces was swept away, and their eyes became cold. They all turned over (身shēn) dismounted, and took their weapons in their hands.

"Eradicate evil!" Deafening voices burst out of the mouths of these god (temple diàn) knights, who were steadfast and ready to give their lives for the sake of justice in their hearts. Just like the female (sex xìng) devil who sacrificed for his companions.

The word justice has long been integrated into their bodies, turning into flesh (flesh) and bones.

"Church of the Three Gods guys? I didn't expect you to come so fast, but even if you do? You can only watch this happen! Neither you, nor the three abominable fellows behind you, can stop us from advancing the Evil God Clan! ”

The female (性xìng) demon looked at these rushing clergy, her voice became even more presumptuous, she could already feel that her body was beginning to collapse a little, and the time she could support it was running out. But she held on to her spirit and kept her body intact. She can't fall now, she wants to see her partners succeed, she wants to see these people cleansed.

Only in this way can she feel at ease and she can die without regrets.

"Devil, your plan will not succeed. We don't (允yǔn) Xu! "His Excellency the Holy Bishop of the Three Gods (Temple Diàn) floated out from the procession, and the divine power surging from the (body shēn), his voice was neutral, and his speech was firm. The words that come out of their mouths are as if they were chiseled into stone, and people can't help but believe them.

"I didn't expect the cowards behind you to spend so much money to push out all of you bed bugs. Now that you're here, don't go! When the female (性xìng) demon saw the three holy bishops flying out of the procession, her heart was extremely solemn, but the arrogance in her mouth did not diminish in the slightest.