Chapter 2580: Eight Killers

Chapter 2580: Eight Killing Kings
Xiao Si's voice is sincere and fearful, and it has always been only their people from Tianmoling who come to the door to deal with the human race.
When did someone come to the door!
"Huh? Where did the human madman come from! To be presumptuous in my heavenly devil ridge! You have to go to the Eight Killers as quickly as possible. Go to the three-star cave to kill the human madman!"
Nalan Changkong frowned slightly.
He didn't expect that when he was about to go to the Taiyin Ancient Mine, his elbows and armpits were transformed, and such a thing happened.
Now they are in front of the Underworld and Zhang Zizai!
Their Heavenly Devil Ridge was hit by the human race, which made them lose face!
"Is it okay to kill eight kings? Seeing that this human race is coming on fiercely, I am afraid that there is something to do! If only the eight kill kings are alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to put this disaster."
Zhang Zizai kindly suggested.
Nalan Changkong snorted coldly: "Zhang Zizai, my Tianmaling has infinite background, and there are as many strong people as hairs. This eight-kill king is one of the best. Even in the real wonderland, it can be ranked in the top ten! With him shot, you Don’t worry, he will carry the heads of those three human races to pay homage to the heroic heroes who died in the Heavenly Devil Ridge!"
Zhang Zizai stopped talking.
He knew that even if he was kind, Nalan Changkong would not appreciate it.
In that case, it is better not to say!
"Where is the inheritance in this three-star cave? How should I feel it?"
Luo Daoyi turned around in the Samsung hole, he beat and beat, but he never found the so-called inheritance!
"If the inheritance in this three-star cave is so easy to find, the people of Tianmaling would have already cleaned up the inheritance and relics, what else is there for us?"
Fang Yue gave Luo Dao a glance.
Luo Dao smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry! What we can say this time is a deep and dangerous place! This place is the hinterland of the Shadow Demon Clan. If their cave owners know that we are going to kill a few here, Searching for wealth, isn't it just one by one with a knife to find and fight with us?"
The corners of Fang Yue's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint mocking smile.
"Afraid of what they do? If they dare to come, I will let them come back and forth!"
Fang Yue is full of confidence. In this three-star cave, there are many formations laid by the three-star sect in the past. Although these formations are still asleep, he can easily activate them!
These killing arrays are all fierce and unparalleled, killing the powerhouses of the real fairyland level is easy!
"Where are the human fanatics?"
Outside the Samsung Cave, a roar came.
"Come on!"
Fang Yue's expression moved.
He has been able to sense that a series of fierce murderous opportunities have come down outside the Samsung Cave.
"This Shadow Demon Race really pays attention to us! A true immortal and eight virtual immortals come together, and ordinary small forces are afraid that they will be wiped out of this world when they encounter this posture!"
The smile on Fang Yue's mouth was thicker.
"We are here, come in if you have the ability!"
Fang Yue clamored in the Sanxingdong cave, as if he didn't pay attention to the strong men of the Shadow Demon clan outside at all.
"This human race! I will meet them!"
A strong man of the Shadow Demon Race on the eighth floor of the Void Fairyland heard this and gritted his teeth. In their eyes, this human race is like an ant. It has only survived until now because of their kindness and kindness. Now, this ant dares to They are provocative, how are their hearts not so angry!
"be careful!"
The only real wonderland level powerhouse in the nine-headed shadow demon clan exhorted the Eight Killing King.
That Xuxian has already rushed into the three-star cave!
"Human, take your life!"
As soon as he entered the cave, he rushed towards Fang Yue, waving the long knife in his hand, and the cold light shone, illuminating the world.
"what!"
The Xuxian of the Shadow Demon Race just rushed out two steps when he heard a scream.
The person who shot is Luo Daoyi, he just wants to use this virtual fairyland level shadow demons to join forces.
Both are Xuxian, the gap between the Shadow Demon Clan's Xuxian and Luo Daoyi is like cloud mud.
Luo Daoyi appeared behind the shadow demon clan Xuxian like a ghost, one of his palms gripped the shadow demon clan Xuxian's neck like an iron hoop.
The Xuxian of the Shadow Demon Race struggled hard, but still couldn't break free.
"So weak!"
There was a faint disappointment in Luo Daoyi's eyes.
"Legend, isn't this shadow demon clan's imaginary immortal very strong? Why is it only this strength?"
With a click, Luo Daoyi crushed the neck of the Shadow Demon Race Xuxian.
A Xuxian has fallen, and he hasn't made half a move.
"give!"
Luo Daoyi threw the corpse of the Shadow Demon Clan Xuxian to Fang Yue.
This thing has no use in his hands, but if it is left to Fang Yue, Fang Yue can extract the power of the corpse.
Cruel!
overbearing!
Arrogant!
The members of the Shadow Demon Clan outside Sanxingdong were all dumbfounded.
Is the human race so powerful now?
Kill the enemy with one move, clean and neat.
But this human race clearly only has the fifth level of the virtual fairyland, and the virtual fairy on their side has reached the eighth level!
"Hahaha, it is true that there are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way. For hundreds of years!"
The Eight Killing King took a step forward, and the aura of a hundred miles around him was condensed under his feet.
He looked at Fang Yue and the others, with a little bit of murder in his eyes!
It seems that he can't do anything this time!
"Tianmoling, Xieyue Cave, Eight Killers, please advise!"
The Eight Killing King is a handsome young man with long blue hair hanging down his waist. His skin is fair, slightly sickly pale, and the red mole on the center of his eyebrows is smudged, with a somewhat feminine atmosphere.
"Luo Daoyi, be careful, this eight-slayer king ranks tenth among the 72 cave masters in the entire Tianmo Mountain! He has a true immortal's sixth-level cultivation realm, and he used to have an eighth-level fire spirit clan powerhouse. The record, the eight-kill sword technique with one hand, is even more superb!"
Fang Yue reminded him behind Luo Daoyi.
He also held a heavy volume of materials in his hand.
Obviously, the information about the Eight Killers was found by him now.
Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end!
"Leave it to me, don't worry!"
Luo Daoyi grinned, and he stepped forward, showing a nine-day ten-world domineering aura.
"kill!"
Without saying a word, the Eight Killers picked up the full moon scimitar and slashed towards Luo Daoyi's head.
The shadow of the knife is like a moon, hanging in the air, wherever it shines, it is purgatory!
Hundreds of millions of sword lights slashed towards Luo Daoyi's body.
"Rock Armor, Yu!"
Luo Dao pinched a finger.
A layer of black armor appeared on his body.
This armor turned into a huge tortoise shell.
The turtle shell has eight petals, ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Boom! Boom!
After a series of hammering sounds of heavy objects, hundreds of millions of knives were resisted on the turtle shell.
The Eight Killing King was stunned.
What defensive ability is this?
His eight-kill knife can easily tear the defense of the peak powerhouse of the true fairyland!
However, after billions of knives fell, Luo Daoyi's armor was actually undamaged.
Luo Daoyi grinned with an icy smile: "Is this the Eight Killers of the Shadow Demon Race? Its combat effectiveness is nothing more than that!"
Luo Daoyi's voice fell, and his figure was scattered.
The Eight Killers felt a cold behind him, and subconsciously swung his knife to resist.
There was a "ding".
The full moon scimitar in the hands of the Eight Killers shattered!
Luo Daoyi didn't know when there was a blood-red long sword in his hand.
"Excalibur!"
The Eight Killers retreated violently.
There is full of jealousy in his eyes!
This Divine Slayer was one of the eight supreme artifacts in the billions of universes. Even if it was just an imitation, it was far beyond what he could resist.
"Lingxian magic weapon, armor is, so is long sword! This Luo Daoyi is really a outfit!"
Fang Yue was stunned.
He saw the power of Luo Daoyi.
It's not that Luo Daoyi's own combat power is much stronger than the Eight Killers, but his equipment level is too high, completely making the Eight Killers into a passive state!
Ordinary spirit immortals, most of the equipment are still true immortal artifacts, even the poorer ones, a virtual immortal artifact is also very common.
Spiritual artifacts are hard to find.
Luo Dao had two spirit fairy magical instruments close to him. The moon scimitar that the Eight Killing Kings had released had reached the level of true fairyland, and the other equipment was still wandering at the level of virtual fairyland!
The Shadow Demon clan is not good at refining tools, this shortcoming is clearly exposed at this moment.
God pretends to cut the whiteboard!
Even if only a little white is able to cut this eight-killing king to autism!
The Eight Killers were silent.
He clearly understands his disadvantages!
"Human, do you have the courage to fight me fairly? Don't rely on foreign objects to fight me!"
The Eight Killers coldly snorted to Luo Daoyi.
Luo Daoyi pointed to his nose and said, "Do you think I am mentally retarded or you are mentally retarded. You, an old man of the real fairyland level, are ashamed to say a fair fight with me, a little imaginary fairy? What about your face?"
Luo Daoyi's voice fell.
Then he once again took the Divine Killing Sword in his hand and slashed towards the Eight Killers!
A ray of red light broke the space and looked straight at the neck of the Eight Killers.
"Wrong shadow!"
The Eight Killers stood in the same place, groaning, his figure disappeared in the same place.
The next moment, the Eight Killers appeared behind Luo Daoyi.
"Without equipment, you are just a stronger ant in front of me!"
Above Eight Killing King's index finger, the nails soared and the edges were sharp, like a dagger, they fell towards the back of Luo Daoyi's neck.
Once again.
Blood spattered!
Luo Daoyi's back neck was cut with a bone deep wound!
Long blood flow!
Luo Daoyi's own fragile disadvantages are revealed.
There is no armor protection on his neck, and he cannot resist the attack of the Eight Killers!
"Fang Yue..."
Wu Siyu looked worried and wanted to step forward to help.
However, Fang Yue held Wu Siyu's shoulder with one hand and shook his head slightly, indicating not to intervene.
Luo Daoyi's wound healed itself, as if he had never suffered any harm.
He turned his head abruptly, and the Excalibur Sword in his hand swept out.
Sword out!
The cold murderous intent immediately enveloped the Eight Killer King's body.
The Eight Killing King's body was stiff, and then the whole person's mind was blank.
His body was cut off by the waist.
The blow just now did not cause any harm to Luo Daoyi, but Luo Daoyi caught the opportunity and shot him with a single blow.
"Sure enough, this body is still too weak, and it can't resist even a true fairyland level attack! Go back and collect some materials to strengthen this body!"
Luo Daoyi said to himself.
In the sky, dark clouds are rising, and blood is pouring down.
The true fairy has fallen, and the whole world is sending his end!
"The Eight Killers are dead?!"