Chapter 1215: Blood Fiend Hell

As soon as the young man's voice fell, his right hand suddenly exploded into the sky.
Words exuding a strong breath burst out from the youth's mouth every word.
"Fallen Angel Daoze·Blood Fiend Hell!"
The three dark wings on the right suddenly expanded, surrounding the sky of Baizhang.
Most of the sky was suddenly darkened, as if entering the night instantly.
Carol's bone spear broke every inch, and a dark demon energy rushed directly into Carol's body from the young man's right hand.
"Well--"
Carol maintained the posture of wielding a bone spear, but the pair of bone wings behind him melted suddenly, turning into two gray-white ghost shadows.
Above the soul shadow, the two weird skulls glanced at the young man bitterly, preparing to fly to the sky and escape.
"Blood evil hell, covering the universe...no one can escape from the palm of the deity, hahahahaha!"
The young man laughed wildly, and the laughter shook the world.
The two gray-white soul shadows found out how to fly, and they couldn't fly out of the range of devilish energy.
When they looked up again, they couldn't help being surprised.
I saw the huge heads of the young people appearing above them, looking at them with a sneer.
The two soul shadows looked around, only to find that it was not that young man who had grown bigger, but that he had become smaller!
They thought they were galloping hundreds of miles, but in fact they had been hovering back and forth under the young black wings, like a turtle in an urn, a flies in a basin.
The two soul shadows were so frightened that they were about to continue to escape, but felt a scarlet thread entwined on the soul body.
No, to be precise, it is a rope made of blood.
Not only the two soul shadows, but also this kind of blood line appeared on Carlo's who had just fully recovered from the ground.
The blood thread became tighter and tighter, and seemed to carry the terrifying power that penetrated into the soul, causing the two soul shadows to scream like ghosts and wolves.
It stands to reason that the soul body without a physical body also has no pain, but the bloodline in front of him actually makes the two so miserable, which shows the horror of the bloodline.
This is the real blood evil hell!
"boom--"
"boom--"
As soon as the youth's wings were closed, the bloodline shrank to the extreme, and the two soul shadows exploded instantly.
Between the heaven and the earth, two gray-white underworlds escaped.
At the same time, in the southeast of the vast mainland, the Underworld Dynasty conquered Li Xuan Empire's army.
The stalwart figure shrouded in black robe in the middle of the army suddenly shook all over.
"The two clones that were attached to Carol's body are dead, what happened...
do not care! Continue to attack the Li Xuan Empire and be sure to win the entire territory within three months! "
...
At the top of the Alps, after solving the two soul shadows, the young evil eyes looked at Carlo's again.
At this time, Carol, who lost the blessing of the underworld, regained her previous strength.
He personally watched the two powerful soul shadows being solved by this young man in an understatement, and instantly guessed the young man's strength.
Only the existence above the high ranks of the Yuanyuan Realm can possess such a powerful strength!
The blood line on his body was tightened in an instant, and Carloer realized that he was about to follow the footsteps of the two soul shadows, and trembled with fright.
Before he died, there was still only one question.
"Please, please tell me your name...I don't want to die unclearly..."
With the further indentation of the bloodline, Carol's speech became more and more difficult.
But his eyes were full of firmness.
Six-winged youth looked at Carol condescendingly, and a voice spread across the entire world.
"My name-Saint Lucifer."