Chapter 462: You thought it was five vs six, but it was actually one vs ten...

Outside the court, the heavenly kings looked at the phantom of death holding a sickle, with dignified faces.
The twelve standing members were even more nervous. Even though they were extremely far away from the of death, they all felt a threat. What's more, the ghost of Yama, who is at the core and about to be ‘stared’?
Will it cause serious damage to death?
Will it leave irreversible damage?
This demon really doesn't know how to measure!
Standing members scolded secretly.
It is said that it is an irregular team fight, but in fact there are rules, and no one will perform some extremely harmful ‘forbidden techniques’.
The damage here may be to your opponent or yourself.
The gaze of the Reaper that can summon the ‘Reaper’s phantom’ is already an uncontrollable forbidden technique. No one will frown when using such a forbidden technique on the enemy, but now it’s just a game, it’s a battle within the league...
Standing members thought, they stared at him unblinkingly, not daring to move away for a moment.
Within the field,
Black smoke drifted.
Clusters of faint blue flames rose, and the underworld of ghosts exudes an inexplicable aura.
The demon stood on one end, his eyes under the mask staring at him, waiting for death to open his eyes.
The space freezes.
Time freezes.
Only the phantom of the of death with a strong sense of existence floats there, and the pupils will open in the next moment...
Snapped--
The phantom shattered and turned into countless points of light scattered.
This time, the eyes of the of death phantom were not opened, and the figure shattered and disappeared like a bubble.
The devil is sluggish.
Gathering ghost infants, horror demons and other elves, glaring at the flashing red mask.
The ghost and mask kept shaking his head.
It's not me, I used to do it like this wow~!
This is not my pot~!
...
There is no death stare, but the battle continues.
In the battle between ghosts and elves, there was no particularly gorgeous fireworks display, nor was there a roaring sound that was more than ten miles away, only a few figures flickered and staggered.
The shadow spread, the wind gusts gusts, and occasionally A Yan collided with the terrifying demon body, and there was a muffled sound or two.
As far as speed and strength are concerned, the horror demon that has been cultivated to the limit and controls the field is actually stronger than A Yan. After all, A Yan is only two or three years old? It controls the domain in advance, but its body has not yet reached its peak.
What's more, there are still not weak aggregate ghost infants, ghosts and gods masks, and ghoul ghosts under siege.
But Ah Yan pointed out, and the blue flames bloomed at the fingertips, and the menacing terrorist demon flew back faster than before.
The ghoul seized this opportunity, and the figure burst out from a puff of black smoke, grinning with a big grinning mouth, a pair of black claws elongated, carrying death and death energy, and grabbing towards Ah Yan's black robe.
The black robe is also the main body!
The ghoul does not seek to hit the point, but only to cause damage.
But when it attacked and killed it, it suddenly felt that the figure of the black-robed hunting hunter in front of it was constantly rising, exuding an aura that made it afraid to attack.
As if caught it, it would be disrespectful.
It hesitated for a moment, and then the whole body flew up in the air, not being knocked into the air by Yan Luo Guijun, but being dragged away by two ghost infants.
In front of it, a cluster of faint blue flames bloomed.
The ghoul was in a cold sweat.
The battle in the field lasted for a few minutes, and Ah Yan seemed to be able to do well with one enemy and four, and even the ghosts of the underworld were gradually expanding.
"How is the battle? Who has the upper hand?"
"The Devil Maharaja hasn't done anything yet, but... the elves such as the Butterfly Fairy of King Su Hao didn't seem to do anything, either. They are guarding the Devil Maharaja!"
"A few elves can work together to make the demon lord jealous? Wait, doesn't it mean that the ghost of Yama is one enemy? The ghost of Yama is so strong?"
"this problem……"
With superb means, You Tianwang penetrated through the gap between the confrontation between the two realms, and found a little situation.
He has a strange face.
"Yan Luo Guijun is not a question of whether it is strong or not. It is really of that kind, a very strange kind. Every dangerous moment can be turned away. It's like... as if horror demons and other elves are not in the state, it feels a little bit. weak."
He felt that the horror demon and other elves were releasing water, but there was no evidence.
When hitting other elves in front, the horror monsters were obviously very fierce.
at this time,
The ‘demon’ is still entangled, why does the death gaze fail again?
The Demon Lord looked at the terrifying demons and other elves who fell into the wind, but couldn't bear it.
"waste!"
It whispered, speaking in Long Guoyu, but its voice was quickly drowned in the violent fighting.
Wow--
There was a burst of purple-black flames on the body of the demon lord. In the flames, his body disappeared and appeared in front of the big fat bear in the next instant.
Yes, the Demon Lord did not participate in the siege of Ah Yan.
It disdains.
But as long as the other elves are swept out of the game, and then the ghost of Yan Luo is solved, it is not a siege.
Its figure appeared in the flames, with sharp claws protruding out, grabbing at the thunder in front of him and roaring. Even if this thunder bear is wearing thick armor, the demon lord seems to see it, and his claws will look like the next moment. Like tearing paper, tearing the armor of the thunder roar to pieces.
Over the years, it has been torn apart and solidified armed with unknown numbers!
clang--
There was a burst of counter-shock force from his arm, and the Demon Lord was stunned. He looked down at his own claws, but he caught a small gap in the armor, and he was bounced back before he could penetrate the armor.
A crackling thunder arc emerged from the gap, full of destructive power.
The demon lord instinctively shrank his paws, and he saw the thunder roaring in front of him, his body bursting with dazzling thunder light, and with the flexibility that was inconsistent with the chubby body, he moved back.
It seems... scared?
An armor can withstand its blow, and can immediately release the spirit of Destruction Thunder to counterattack, will you be afraid?
No scripts will act like this!
You are humiliating this uncle!
The devil lord was angry, but saw the dull crow above his head rushing down uncontrollably.
Not far away, the Shui Qilin set off waves glowing with silver halo, and circles of stars spread across the ground.
There are countless fantasy butterflies flying in front of them.
When it stretched out its hand, the innumerable flame light particles gathered intertwined into a large black sword, and cut off a few feathers of the Vulcan crow.
But nothing more.
As soon as it touched the waves with silver halo, it suddenly stretched out a dull salty fish mind.
The black moon that hangs in the distance that it is difficult to approach, releases the brilliance that disgusts it.
There is also illusion interference.
The suppression of the underworld domain.
The Devil Maharaja suddenly realized that not only did he fail to cut the melons and vegetables, but he just stood still.
Dozens of seconds have not been able to break the deadlock!
Where is the face to teach those trash boys? !
"Roar!!!"
Circles of purple-black ripples spread, and no matter it was the earth or the black smoke of fear, they were squeezed into the distance. All around, there was only a cracked ground, and the palpitating purple-black flames continued to emerge from the cracks. The entire sky became dark red, with fire and rain falling.
Domain: Scorching Hell!
In terms of domain appearance alone, it is comparable to Ayan's ghosts in the dark soil, but the demon lord is one of the few experts who have been immersed in the realm for the least ten years. When the burning appears, he swallows the ghosts in the dark.
Not even letting go of the fear halo, it was squeezed into the corner for an instant.
The flames of broke out, and the big fat bear exploded with thunder light to resist.
Er Harin's pure water waves were also constantly being wiped out, and only a torrent of water left a trickle.
As the silly crow of the fire elves, he couldn't resist these flames.
The quality of the flames of is higher than that of the golden flames. A small cluster can offset a large group of golden flames. They are both of the fire type. The crow's flame use ability is thrown out more than ten streets and has to be compared with the flames of hell. The fire dragon turned into a battle of wits and courage.
It also fights vigorously.
In one area, the situation has reversed.
The demon lord's eyes swept around ~ EbookFREE.me~ there was no one enemy.
In the distance, the circle of battle between the ghost of Yama and the elves such as the horror demon has moved to the vicinity and stepped into the burning hell.
Even affect it.
The Demon Lord frowned, cursed inwardly, mobilized the power of the domain, and threw out the black long sword.
Seems to have seen an opportunity,
The elves such as the horror demon and the convergent ghost infant all launched a fierce attack.
The fear ripples converged into a beam of light and rushed out, violently bombarding the black long sword.
One by one, the ghosts and infants who exploded, suddenly turned and galloped in front of the demon lord, their hideous faces split, and the nether energy contained in them burst apart.
"?"
As soon as the Demon Lord slapped a question mark, his figure was drowned in the explosion of energy.
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