Of course, Devil Cry didn't kill himself in despair because of the big gap in strength between the two sides, and he was never such a person.

The pain in his abdomen was so intense that he fell to his knees in pain. In this piece of cold, I was sweating.

But even so, he stabbed it in, and the hand holding the blade twisted to the side, and the whole blade stirred in his body.

The demons' scalps were numb, and they didn't understand what the hell was Ghost Crying doing, showing their tenacious vitality, or disgusting themselves, or saying that they were ruthless?

If that's the case, they'll have to admit that Devil Cry has done it.

The atmosphere fell into an indescribable silence.

The monsters that were about to move were like statues, and the boiling demonic energy was also solidified, and the morale was visibly slipped by the naked eye, but they didn't know it yet.

There is always a tower in Lanruo Temple, I don't know the name, it was originally used to worship relics, and now, it has become the residence of the demons, and it has become a gold cave for grandma to collect wealth. The big demons from a radius of a hundred miles have come here, or party, or have fun, or exchange each other's needs.

I don't know how long it took for the tower to have a name, called Juying Tower. Juying Tower has a total of 9 floors, on the top floor, the window is wide open, and the grandmother and the female ghosts look at the scene below, each with their own thoughts.

"A group of fools, why are you still stunned at this time, when you go up to kill him, you don't know who you learned?" As an outsider, he can always see more clearly, so his grandmother scolded.

The female ghosts didn't dare to answer, who learned it was not obvious, within a radius of a hundred miles, which demon king was the most cowardly, naturally which demon king was the one who learned.

Baishuang gently patted Grandma's back and whispered comfortingly: "Grandma, don't be angry, it's not good if you're angry." ”

Grandma sat on the chair, looked at the female ghosts around her, took a few breaths, and said, "What do you think?"

Hua Gu was confident and said affirmatively: "That man is eccentric." ”

". Orange Butterfly rolled her eyes: "Everyone knows he's weird." ”

Hua Gu snorted coldly: "Then tell me, I see what you can say?"

Orange Butterfly said: "First of all, he is very strong, his life is tenacious, and he must be vigorous in essence and blood. ”

Hua Gu said angrily: "Everyone can see this." ”

Orange Butterfly continued: "Secondly, he is very strong, I took a look, almost no monster can stop his sword, even if it is a ghost like us. ”

"No, to be precise, it's more restrained to ghosts like us. Bai Shuang said calmly.

"We've seen it all. Hua Gu and Orange Butterfly didn't deal with each other very much, and continued to target her, asking her: "Then tell me what is so strange about him, why did he stab himself." ”

Orange Butterfly shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, but Zi Yan, who was looking in the mirror, spoke at this time, and while she was powdering herself, she said casually: "Perhaps, people are just just having a bad brain?"

The female ghosts were stunned, and Bai Shuang pulled her lips: "It shouldn't be, no matter how stupid you are, you can't be stupid to that extent!"

Zi Yan pursed her lips, but because of the stiffness of her face, this expression was a little strange, of course, all the female ghosts present except for Nie Xiaoqian had this problem: "Otherwise, how can you explain it, he finally escaped death and came back?"

"What if she came to find a companion?" Nie Xiaoqian, who had not spoken, finally spoke: "I remember, he should also have a companion." ”

"It's a woman, according to Hong'er, her appearance is on par with my Xiaoqian?" Grandma pinched Xiaoqian's chin and laughed, Nie Xiaoqian blushed with shame.

"So you're a good man?"

"It doesn't have to be a good man, or maybe it's a man?"

"That's the cowardice. ”

"What if Sister Hong'er exaggerates?"

"It's possible!"

A group of female ghosts were chirping, and Nie Xiaoqian looked at the ghost who was half-kneeling on the ground and committed suicide, and clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

Of course, Devil Cry was not really committing suicide by disembowelment, he did so, one to make the Bigu Dan in his body more shattered, to speed up his digestion, and the other to kill the injuries on his body.

That is, the legendary - kill!

It's okay to use the void as your own injury to slash naturally, but that requires no one to interfere with, and it's too inefficient.

In an emergency, Devil May Cry is naturally more efficient.

Finally, he drew his knife, black blood spurting down the wound in his abdomen. When the blade completely left the abdomen, the wound in the abdomen quickly closed, leaving only a thin slit.

Devil Cry lowered his armor and let it cover his body again, shook his body, and got up from the ground.

Most of his injuries have recovered, but due to blood loss, his physical energy is greatly consumed. Fortunately, Bigu Dan is being digested rapidly, slowly replenishing his physical strength, and his inhuman body is slowly heating up.

Holding the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife facing backwards, half a step forward, the ghost cried and lowered his body.

Langqi puffed out his cheeks and blew the horn. The rumbling drums sounded, the black flags embroidered with the ghost face trees swayed wildly, and in the excited shouts of killing, countless monsters rushed over.

For a moment, the earth shook and smoke and dust rose into the air.

The first to arrive were countless locust-like arrows, axes, and darts......

Devil Cry has become stronger and weaker.

If it was in the past, he could directly disappear in place with a life and death, temporarily avoiding the edge and killing into the demon group, or simply rely on the ghost shadow step, relying on the inhuman speed of the short burst, and directly kill into the demon group.

And now, when his attack power has been incomparably strengthened, he has also lost so many means.

His requirements are like a piece of stubborn iron, but stubborn iron also has the advantage of stubborn iron, that is, it is hard enough, so that not only his offensive ability has been enhanced, but his defensive ability has also been enhanced.

Most of the arrows that flew were directly ignored by the ghost cry. The most on the battlefield are rat spirits, and the arrows they shoot with their own rudimentary crossbows are pitiful, not only in terms of skill, but also in terms of their own strength.

These rats have very little energy, which is equivalent to the strength of the average boys and girls who have just entered puberty, so the arrows they shoot, although they can injure Ghost Cry, are powerless to make Ghost Cry suffer too much damage.

Devil Cry charged with his head down, his eyes locked on to the weapons that threatened him to fly even bigger through the rain of arrows.

The long knife, as fast as lightning, had already swung several knives in the blink of an eye, and a javelin, a throwing knife, two steel forks, and a five-foot-long arrow were split in an instant.

At the same time, more than a dozen two-foot-long arrows hit Devil Cry.

Most of them were blocked by the armor on Ghost Cry, and they were bounced out with a clang. And that small part, some hit the hat of the ghost cry, some hit the hands and feet of the ghost cry, and even an arrow hit the ghost crying eyebrow, the ghost cry didn't blink his eyes, let the arrow hit his eyebrow bone The skin of the flesh opened, and the blood flowed.

It was only two breaths, and the ghost cry broke into the demon group with arrows all over his body, and then there was a bloody storm.