When the black-red abyssal flames skyrocketed, the entire battle entered a white-hot stage.

The Abyssal Soul Demon Sartula stepped out of the flames, looked at the half-demon dressed as a wizard not far in front of him, and snorted to the ground with disdain.

"Damn bastards, gutless maggots, let the great Shaltula teach you some demonic etiquette today!"

The saliva that spat on the ground made a sizzling sound, and a faint flame flickered. This contemptuous act immediately angered the half-demonic, half-undead demon wizard, and the saliva seemed to be smeared on his face, burning in his heart, and his face was flushed with the anger of humiliation, his fangs were angry out of his lips, and his eyes were fierce, and he looked like he was going to choose someone to devour.

Tapped the demon shield in his left hand with the sheep's head staff in his right hand, and the demon wizard stood high on the bone dragon's neck bone and shouted, "Damn demon, I will use your head to redecorate my staff, and let your soul wail by my side forever!" ”

There was almost no need to add any more fuel and vinegar, the two commanders were already full of anger, and immediately left the battle situation around them behind, and only the bastard opponent who had died ten thousand times was left in their eyes.

And at this moment, on the battlement above the bronze gate of the Demon Castle, a faint and extremely faint human figure was looking into the distance, not only taking in the entire battlefield, but also vaguely seeing the petite figure in the distance behind the ancient castle.

Originally, I wanted to secretly kill the succubus in the dark, but I searched the entire castle and couldn't find her, but now I found the trace of her hasty escape. After a slight hesitation between chasing the enemy and staying, the Phantom chose to keep the current victory.

The demon wizard kid usually looks calm and wise, but in the end, he has the blood of a half-demon, and the simple stimulation and blood-splattered battlefield will make him feel the urge to ignore it. Although it is indeed a good strategy to lure the enemy with your body, you should also look at the object! With a level 9 wizard and a level 11 bone dragon, he can play a duel with a level 17 Soul Judge Demon Lord?

This is to send sheep into the tiger's mouth!

The ghost girl is high at the head of the city, and her consciousness fluctuates again and again. At her disposal, the Death Knight took the place of the Necromantic and helped the Abomination continue to destroy the remaining Horned Demons, while the Corpse Witches raised their staffs and aimed their cannons at the lesser cowards who had already taken advantage of the scene.

As for the Fire Burner, who had just thrown a round of bursting fireballs, he ushered in the entanglement of countless vampire counts. And that ** blow has already brought down the abomination of 3 meat giants. The abominations who had fought against the thick-skinned and thick-skinned long-horned demons until now had no battle damage, and as soon as they encountered the Fire Burning Demon, such a huge damage appeared, and the terrifying power of the caster was evident.

The 5 necromancers who had freed up their hands immediately retracted and began to intervene in the battle between the two commanders with wolf pack siege tactics.

In such a short quarter of an hour, the demon wizard has been in danger several times in succession. The bone dragon under his body broke the left bone wing, broke the left forelimb, and even the tail fin was gone, and there were fine cracks in the middle of the skull. The bones of the dragon and the demon wizard were all smoky and burning, and the craters smashed by countless fire meteors in the ground around them were still burning tenaciously. The deep scratches crisscrossing the shield of the demonic wizard's left hand had almost cut it open, and perhaps one more violent impact would have made this carefully crafted soul weapon a thing of the past.

And the image of the soul demon Shaltula is still thoughtful, but the slightly lame left leg and the ribs that are still dripping blood indicate that he is not completely uninjured. As long as he's willing to pay the price for minor injuries, maybe two or three more rounds will be able to slash the demon wizard under his sword.

It's a pity that the necromancy came.

The 6th order class Necromantic born in the cemetery resembles the Grim Reaper in appearance, and coupled with the huge and fierce Death Scythe in his arms, it has become a peerless fierce god who kills and absorbs souls. Five necromancers floated in the air 2 meters above the ground, and the sharp blades with the roar of death did not leave the left and right of the soul judge demon Shaltura. No matter how the demons attacked them, they were all black and red swords flashing, slashing away with a vicious slash, with the soul touch of the whole body.

There have been 2 successful damage touches, and Sartula's soul aura has gradually fluctuated. Faced with a hedgehog-like necromancy, the demon lord has no means to kill quickly, so he can't help but be held hostage by the demon wizard. Although the demon wizard's "piercing" and "witchcraft" successfully resisted, they also stunned Shaltula for 2 seconds, and 5 huge blood wounds were cut by the necromancy's scythe in vain.

The wounds created by the necromancers are attached to the lingering breath of death, and until they are expelled, they will not be able to exert the high recovery ability of the demons at all. This is even more angry Shaltula let out a roar.

However, the demon lord is still fighting to the death, not because he is not afraid of death, but because he is still sure. In the current situation, as long as he is willing to pay the price of serious injuries, he is still ninety percent sure of killing the opponent's commander. So, between doing and not doing, the hesitant soul judge Shaltula ushered in his own end.

The first to collapse is the Longhorn Demon team. The majestic Horned Demon Overseer had long since disappeared, and he didn't even have a chance to blow up the huge amount of abyssal fire in his body and pull a few enemies on the road together, and he was beaten into a leaky sieve by the corpse witches at one time.

As soon as the horned demons were eliminated, it was the turn of the little cowards at both ends of the snake and rat. These demon cannon fodder, who didn't work hard, were quick to escape, but unfortunately, even if they flapped their small wings desperately, they couldn't compare to a teleportation of the vampire earl, so they all died.

Here are the 11 fire demons of sorrow. Even the captain, Homeis, was chopped into pieces of flesh of various sizes by the Death Knights who rushed forward. If it weren't for the efforts of the corpse witches to stop it, maybe even these pieces of meat would have been trampled into mud.

The corpse witches looked at these pieces of meat with regret and shook their heads, it was impossible to create a skeleton mage of full quality, it was still possible to put together some bone mages, and as for the level 11 fire demon captain, it was a good material, maybe he could make something unexpected.

As for the few big guys who are still in full swing, they are completely covered by the death cloud of the corpse witches. The Demon Guardian and Hellfire were not afraid of this extremely rich aura of death, while the two Quwasai Demons, who still possessed flesh and blood, screamed again and again, and their dark red bodies were full of black and purple dark spots, and from time to time large and small bubbles bulged, and every time they exploded, a large pool of black and purple demonic blood burst out.

Without giving them a chance to teleport and escape, the Cemetery Legion swarmed up to drown their sturdy bodies, and finally at the strong request of the corpse witches, they finally left two completely intact corpses.

As for the cunning Flomo, he has been roaming the skies and is not entangled by the Graveyard class. Due to the lack of air combat power, it can only be resigned.

Under the leadership of the Phantom Maiden, the cemetery legion that had cleaned up the battlefield had surrounded the demon lord's battle group on three floors and three layers outside. 20 corpse witches cast spells in unison, and countless walls of power spawned around the demon lord, setting up many staggers for him. The 10 Death Knights lined up in an array, taking advantage of the Demon Lord's desperate struggle, swept past him, causing him countless wounds, large and small.

Even with the huge body of the Soul Judgment Demon, this kind of wear and tear could not be afforded. The fierce fire of the abyss could no longer hide the purple demonic blood that flowed beneath him, and his stumbling body was scarred, and he was still roaring angrily, but the small eyes that turned nimbly revealed his intention to find a way out.

However, the demon wizard and phantom who came to his senses would never give him such a chance.

When the Soul Judge Shartula slanted past the Demon Wizard's piercing attack and was about to rise into the sky, a hazy figure stood up in the phantom behind him. With the continuous swing of the moon wheel, Shartula screamed, and two huge bat wings tumbled and fell to the hot ground, and two deep holes the size of bowls appeared behind him, and large strands of demonic blood spurted out.

As the body of the Soul Judge Shartula writhed, only the long flame whip of Mish was left to whip fiercely at that shadow, forcibly pulling it into black fragments all over the sky, like countless butterflies that were constantly flying.

Seeing the opportunity, the ghost girl was quick to get a shot, and as soon as she hit it, she immediately left the shadow clone that replaced her, leaving only a shadow clone to replace her, otherwise she might also be seriously injured under the desperate counterattack of the demon lord.

Shartula let out an earth-shattering roar, and the rich fire element on his body began to gather, and his face became even more ugly and vicious against the black, black, red, and red abyssal flames.

"Don't insult the Great Demon Lord, I'll be waiting for you at the bottom of the abyss!"

With the desperate howl, the red light on his body was already extremely intense, as if it was about to explode in the next moment, covering the entire audience.

Under the command of the two leaders, the cemetery creatures retreated one after another, and the protective shields of the corpse witches were already propped up, blocking the most critical cemetery officials behind them, ready to meet the oncoming fire blast.

A roaring fire appeared, but it was not as devastating as everyone imagined.

"Oh no, he's going to run!" The ghost girl screamed in horror and stamped her feet in hatred.

With such beautiful lines and perfect acting skills, he deceived everyone!

The Demon Lord escaped from the Graveyard Legion with the help of a flame jump, and appeared directly in a clearing 300 meters away, with the hovering Flomo above him.

A Flomo whose strength is well preserved.

At this time, the only ones who can catch up with him are probably the vampire count and the phantom, but under the attack of the two high-level demons, probably no one is impatient to do this kind of death-seeking thing.

There was a fire burning in the demonic wizard's red eyes, and the pre-battle oath just now was still in his ears, but he still couldn't make up his mind to let the vampire counts fight for their own selfishness.

At the moment when everyone's hearts were on fire, there was a sudden change in the distance.

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