The Miracle Empire is ready, and the eight higher races are also resting at the same time.

The starry sky of the Demonic Realm, St. Francis and Fao, and the furious battle, gathered together.

"St. Francis, you analyze and analyze, what do those guys from the demon clan mean?"

"Could it be that they want to use Hollande's hand to destroy the three of us?" With a wave of doubt, Fao tried to think about the worst.

Furious War is a rare conspiratorial opinion.

"St. Francis, why don't we harm them too, let them stop Hollande, let's go find the baby!"

St. Francis coughed.

Fighting this guy, do you really think everyone else is stupid?

Between the eight Heavenly Kings, not to mention their relationship with the Demon Race, even between the three of them, they are completely using each other.

If you betray your companions, you can get the treasure of the Sea of Demons.

Whether it's Fao, or Madwar, or St. Francis, they will never hesitate to choose to betray their companions!

"Don't forget, we made a magical contract."

On the side of the five Demon Heavenly Monarchs, they were also discussing similar topics.

"Perron, didn't you do anything in the magic contract?"

The illusory clan's McJack-Silver Charm asked with a frown.

Perron, of the Deadly Clan, snorted softly. "You think I'm your illusory clan? Do you only know about the brains? ”

"The object of our cooperation is the three heavenly kings, if there is a problem with the magic contract, do you think the other party can't see it?"

"Besides, in the magic contract, we have taken advantage."

"There are five places on our side, and they only have three, which means that it is easier for us to get the treasure of the Miracle Empire!"

Perron-Patrick knocked on the table, "Until you get the Miracle Empire Arcana, you are absolutely not allowed to contradict them, understand?" ”

The other four Heavenly Kings nodded in understanding.

Hals of the Origin Fire Clan. A flash of worry flashed through my heart.

I hope the Augustinians won't pay attention to this. Otherwise'

In the starry sky of the outer regions, in the shadow of an inconspicuous meteorite, Iscot waited quietly.

Those eight Heavenly Kings could attack the Sea of Demon Spirits at any time. In case they find out. Iscot couldn't get any favors either.

After waiting for about half an hour, the eight Heavenly Kings gathered outside the dimensional crystal wall of the Demon Spirit Sea.

St. Francis the Great, standing at the front, looking at the dense array of masters.

He unleashed a sound amplification magic and said in a loud voice, "You have also heard, there is an extremely powerful master hidden in the sea of demons. ”

"This master, named Hollande, is a very powerful lich!"

"Maybe a lot of people. I don't know who Hollande is, but you just need to know. Hollande's cultivation is a little more powerful than that of the Heavenly King, and that is enough! ”

The masters who were waiting around gasped.

In their perceptions, the Heavenly King is the most powerful being.

Unexpectedly, there is a more powerful existence than the King of Heaven?

"Here, I give everyone a very sincere piece of advice."

St. Francis put away her smile. Said solemnly: "As the Miracle Empire said, the Sea of Demon Spirits is very dangerous. Think carefully before entering! ”

"Let's go, St. Francis, don't pretend to be a good person!"

Perron sneered, "If you want to come in and die, then come!" ”

The eight Heavenly Kings turned into eight meteors and flew towards the Sea of Demon Spirits.

There are many masters in the outer starry sky, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows what to do.

I want to enter the sea of demons, but I am afraid of the sea of demons, there are many dangers, and I accidentally die.

But to leave, even more unwilling!

It was a treasure that even the Heavenly King coveted, and if they got it, it would definitely be a great opportunity!

Hiding in the shadows, Iscot was dressed in a gray robe and a loose hat, which was worn on his head, covering most of his face.

Iscot's voice resounded in the starry sky of the Outlands.

"Why should we leave?" …,

"What kind of lich Hollande is, no matter how powerful it is, won't their eight Heavenly Kings stand in the way!"

"We'll wait for them to fight before we go in, it's absolutely safe!"

Iscote smiled, "I think they're afraid that we're going to take advantage of the fisherman, so that's why they scare us!" ”

"I'm going to try my luck anyway!"

Iscott's words stirred up luck in the hearts of most masters.

They are all dreaming of the protagonists, looking forward to finding the so-called treasure!

The Eight Heavenly Kings entered the Sea of Demon Spirits, and the momentum was very great.

Hollande hovered above the ocean, looking at the eight heavenly kings descending from the heights, their faces like dead tree bark, and showing a miserable smile.

"Stubborn!"

Hollande snorted, like the arm of a withered branch, and grabbed a staff of bones.

"Eight juniors, how do you want to die?"

St. Francis's whole body exuded a pure white holy light, and behind him, ten white wings flapped slightly.

"Hollande, I'm afraid today is your time of death!"

Hollande snorted.

"St. Francis, you're still the same, with only ten wings!"

"Enough to kill you!"

St. Francis's face changed slightly, and a wave of anger brewed in his heart.

Perron's tone was soft.

"Hollande, hand over the treasures of the Miracle Empire, you continue to comprehend the transcendent and sanctified, and we will leave immediately!"

Hollande laughed.

"The deadly? Put away your disgusting tricks and try to tempt me, you're not qualified enough! ”

"If you want the treasure of the Miracle Empire, I don't think you are qualified!"

"Why don't you stay and turn into the energy of the Sea of Demon Spirits!"

The lich Hollande proudly said, "Perhaps, by absorbing your rules of creation, I will be able to comprehend the transcendent and become holy!" ”

"Dream on, Hollande!"

On St. Francis's right hand, a heavy sword appeared.

The heavy sword was covered with a layer of intense flames, and the color of the flames was indeed holy and pure white.

Celestial Flame!

"Don't talk nonsense, speak with strength!"

After St. Francis showed his weapons, the other seven heavenly kings, tearing their faces of peace, took out their weapons one after another.

"I can't help myself!"

Hollande was not afraid at all, and a corrosive sea water turned into a water gun and shot at St. Francis!

St. Francis's sword of holy flame stabbed at the water gun.

"Zizizi~~"

The corrosive seawater, under the action of the Heavenly Flame, is constantly transpiring.

St. Francis regressed again and again, a king of the heavens, was simply repulsed!

In the starry sky of the outer region, Iscot sensed it inside, and burst out with strong magic fluctuations, and immediately roared.

"They're fighting, our chance is here, let's rush in together to find the baby!"

With that, Iscot took the lead and rushed into the sea of demons.

The power of example is endless!

After Iscote rushed in, more and more masters rushed in...... Ask for subscription, ask for support, let Shanshan see, whether anyone supports it or not...... To be continued) RQ