A Demon’s Path - Chapter 875

Seeing that Xia Yuhua was safe and sound, Ling Xiao took a long sigh of relief and then shouted loudly toward the summer rain in the array: “You are a dead woman, I am worried that you will call your name.”

Ling Xiao’s mood is very bad. If he is changed to normal time, he will not yell at Xia Yuhua. But today’s situation is so special that Ling Xiao, who could have controlled his emotions well, could not help but broke out. .

Was smashed by Ling Xiao, Xia Yuhua was not angry, smiled like a flower: “Well, let your unruly younger brother break once.”

Ling Xiao was silent for a while, snorted and concentrated his attention on other places.

Just now, the next day, the next move was a catastrophe, and the entire warrior killed more than 200,000 soldiers. Its power is not that big.

Seeing that his lord turned out to be so indifferent to me, the golden armored soldiers of the Tower of the Devil had no fighting spirit, and they were forced to slay by the violent assassination of the enemy.

They are really numb, watching the comrades fall one by one from their own side, without any trace of panic or sadness in their eyes.

Many gold armor warriors suddenly thought of what they are doing for the hard battle now, just for the glory of the tower of the gods.

Even if it is, but the glory of the Tower of the Devil is so heavy. Glory is always only the upper priests and the soul of the Lord Murong Huatian, and they have nothing to do with the bottom soldiers who are selling them.

They used to live in a self-deceptive environment, always thinking that the glory of the tower of the devil is their glory.

Until the wild attack of a world without any enemy, these golden armor warriors understand that in the eyes of those high priests, they are nothing more than dispensable little ants.

They did not think about surrender, but they also knew that their own soul vows did not allow them to surrender.

If there is a surrender, it must be the end of the soul, and even the chance of reincarnation is gone.

No, it is tired anyway, let the soul take a good rest.

So, on the first battlefield, something very strange happened: First, some people passively dropped the weapons in their hands and used their chests to hit the enemy’s weapons.

Subsequently, more and more gold armor warriors also learned their comrades, as the moths slammed into the muzzle of the enemy.

The pike pierced the body of one of the gods and towers of the Golden Armor. The soldiers of the Blue Sky Alliance were surprised to find that the face of these dead enemies was full of reassuring smiles.

“The sorrow is greater than the death of the heart…” Bai Kui, who was born as a warrior, naturally understood that the gods of these gods and towers were thinking in their hearts, and they sighed sadly.

For those Golden Armor who are accustomed to living under the glory of the Tower of God, there is nothing more sorrowful than finding that they are only the tools of their leader.

After the dreams were broken, they had not faced the courage to break the reality in this desperate situation, so they chose to die.

Sometimes death is not the most terrible thing. The most terrifying thing is that it doesn’t make sense to find yourself alive.

The battle on the first battlefield is over.

On the second battlefield, the battle between Wu Cheng and Bai Yunhe and the Dragon Array has already ended.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Wu Cheng and Bai Yunhe, the Dragon Array spent three days portraying a large array on the ground.

Wu Cheng was introduced into the array of the Dragon Array by the Baiyun Crane, and numerous purple lights trapped Wu Cheng.

The Baiyun crane was so fast that Wu Cheng had not had time to pull the dragon’s sleepy light, and he was pierced by the sharp and unparalleled crane claws.

Wu Cheng’s eyes were the boss of the boss, and he was not fully shown before his death.

He had just become a priest, and he had just realized the assassination skills and killing domain of his master B. However, he had not had time to make a big fuss, so he died here.

He is not willing, really not reconciled.

“Hey, count me a credit.” Huang Ya suddenly slammed out and waved his hammer to Wu Cheng.

Hey, Wu Cheng’s body is like a watermelon falling on the ground, and the red things spilled over the ground.

There is no dead body.

The Dragon Array looked at Huang Ya, who was bloody, and was speechless.

“If Qianqian is like her, I will simply kill it.” Longzheng sneaked at Huangya secretly. I did not expect this woman to show off proudly to the dragon array: “I killed eight thousand eight by myself.” One hundred and eighty enemies, great.”

The dragon snorted and scorned “praise”: “Yeah, you are a powerful 38.”

Since the Longji, the word “March 8” has spread and became the name of a special group of women.

On the third battlefield, Cronte Dragon and Lei Xiaohua couldn’t help anyone. At the end of the battle, the two were simply exhausted.

This battle, if there is no A disease next to it, who wins and who is likely to be.

However, Aji has been resting for three days, and he has been waiting for it, this is the time.

A disease sitting on the plate stood up, throwing away the giant bow on his back, and his eyes firmly locked the air dragon.

“You are a monster that is not a dragon, now is the time to pay back my mother and the life of the whole family.”

I saw Aji stepping back one step, bowing his body, and his hands made a bow-pull action, aiming at the dragon on the sky.

Originally, there was no bow or arrow on the hand, but with the Azi disease pulling the bow, a bow and arrow that was completely changed by the soul force was generated in both hands.

The movement of the slashing bow is very slow, the blue veins on the forehead are violent, and the sweat of the beans is rolling down.

It is conceivable how much the soul force that Abra needs to use to open this bow.

“Yeah.” With the violent temper of Aji, his body suddenly appeared a glare of purple light, at the same time, the hand of Aji pulls the string violently, one with a tail like a comet The arrow of Soul is flying out instantly.

Oh,

The purple soul arrow burns the air that has been drawn, and screams at the dragon.

“Damn.” Clong Longzi and Lei Xiaohua struggled exhausted, and they were so cold that they were disturbed by Aji.

The momentum and power of this arrow made Cronion feel the threat. He did not dare to care, and quickly offered his self-defense white robe to resist this arrow.

Chonglongzi is also a helpless move. He knows that the other’s bow and arrow has been firmly locked in him. There is no way to dodge, it can only be hard.

If he does not sacrifice the priest’s white robe, if he slams the thunder flower at the time of the hard arrow, he will have to be bombarded by the thunderbolt of Lei Xiaohua.

Although it is ugly to take off the white priest’s gown, it is better than nothing.

Chong Longzi was thinking that his priest’s robes could save his life, and he couldn’t help but the bow and arrow screamed through the priest’s white robe and directed straight to his heart.

When the face of Cronado changed, he quickly turned himself into a dragon body and wanted to resist the arrow with his hard body.

“砰”, the arrow of the soul force was squatting on the surface of his heart, and was resisted by the hard scales.

“Haha, just because you are a net fish, you want to kill this priest, there is no door.” Clongzi was smug in his heart, but he had not had time to succumb to it, and he found that his physical condition was very weird. .

There was a strange soul that swam in his body like a fish.

“The beast, even with the soul force to make the murder substance.” Clong Long finally found something wrong, but unfortunately late.

When the eccentric soul force hit, it would smash the body in his body. At this time, his body was intact and the body had already become a pile of mud.

“Wow,.” Cronte son spouted, and countless blood mud spit out from his mouth. The scene was extremely **** and disgusting.

“Go to death.” Lei Xiaohua threw a trick of Thunder Dragon Beads, a ball-sized dragon ball with lightning, such as the alien world, flew toward the dragon.

Bang, oh,.

The body of the dragon was shattered by the dragons, broken into numerous pieces of charged corpses, creaking, emitting a layer of scorching stench.

“Haha, get it.” Lei Xiaohua gasped with a big mouth and screamed loudly: “Happy, happy.”

A guilty white guy, glanced, slammed and fell straight on the ground.

Lei Xiaohua was shocked and rushed to Aji’s side until he found that Aji was just fainting, and he let go of his heart.

“Kids, we are all dragons, our opponents are dragons, our opponents are dead, you can’t die.” Lei Xiaohua said as he sat on the floor, chatting with the sickness of Asleep.

No way, his battle is over, but he can’t get out of it. He can only find this kind of chat.

The battle of the priest Lan Ya was nearing the end, but the battle ended in disappointment.

Tianpeng bird used his powerful strength to destroy the huge flying ship of Lanya, and also hurt himself, letting him directly become a lively audience sitting by.

Lanya, who lost the giant flying ship, took a chariot and fought with Zou Wei’s pink killer.

The troops on both sides are also consumed almost, and now it is up to the leaders of both sides who will win.

In this battle, two women who manipulated the chariot became the key to determining the outcome.

Hey…hey…hey…hey…

Both sides come to me, and the two huge mechs collide with each other, each with a win or loss.

However, the more the bucket is to the back, the more the chariots on both sides are like a pile of moving scrap iron, and even the normal movement of the mech is accompanied by the sound of the smashing mech.

Faced with this woman’s uniformed teacher Zou Wei, Lan Ya’s eyes are full of strange light: “Ling’s woman, hey, even if I can’t beat you, it’s okay to pull you to death.”

I want to stop, the crazy Lan Ya maneuvering the black chariot, swooping toward Zou Wei’s pink killing with the dog’s food.