Chapter 112: Broken

"What are you calling me?"
"Teacher." Muria frowned, her face solemn.
"Hey." The elf girl with a pale face smiled proudly, and a sense of satisfaction came from her heart.
"Don't interrupt the connection with the law formation in the sky?" Muria stood upright, feeling the weakening atmosphere of the elven girl, reminding her by speaking.
Muria was able to perceive that the moment when the law formation in the air formed, the elf girl established a connection with the law formation, and the power in her body was continuously supplied to the law formation.
The more arrows fired from the circle, the faster the elven girl's breath decays.
"No." The elven girl Heather, who had already seen her power, waved her hands very proudly, still maintaining contact with the Sky Formation. She looked around, "There are still many demons that are not dead!"
In this beautiful and murderous Silver Moon Rain, the middle and low-level demons such as Coward, Quaser, and Demon Spider did not even have the resistance, and were shot for the first time.
But the demons above the gold level are not so easy to die. In the demon legion that scares countless worlds, the gold demons are the backbone. They are not lambs that can be slaughtered by anyone.
As for the soul-level great devil, fortunately, there is no area where Muria and Elf sisters are located. Otherwise, this is not the scene now. The arrow rain that is extremely deadly to the low- and middle-level demons is just a drizzle to the soul-level demons.
This arrow shot by the elf girl is indeed extremely delicate. It accurately shoots every demon in the detection range, and there is almost no waste.
But her strength is beyond Muria's expectations, but she is in the first order of reason. This so-so-quick arrow cannot hide the fact that she lacks strength. This arrow rain will strengthen her strength. Utilized to the extreme, but also scattered to the extreme.
The arrow rain falling in the circle is just right to deal with some bronze and silver-level demons, but it is quite difficult to deal with gold-level demons, let alone soul-level demons.
"Teacher, some big guys have been attracted to you." Muria closed her eyes. In his perception, several powerful violent breaths were approaching quickly, as bright as a torch in the night.
The big guy Muria refers to is, of course, the soul-level devil. For him, the gold-level devil is just a miscellaneous fish, and he can shoot a bunch of hands. After all, by physical fitness, he can crush everything. Gold-level demon.
"I know." Elf sister Hessel pursed her lips and said, "Muria, it is my responsibility to teach the Titans to learn bowing in accordance with the contract. It is not my teacher to call my name directly. My name is He. Thur. "
"Okay, Teacher Heather."
"Don't call my teacher when I say it." The elf girl was a little angry, and if the elder knew this, she would definitely reprimand her.
"Instead of tangling this with me, you might as well think about the soul-level demons that are attracted to you." Muria pointed around.
"Roar!" Within the moon-shaped arrow rain, the mid- and low-level demons were almost dead and wounded, and only a few more powerful gold-level demons were desperately fighting against arrow rain, but it was also a dead end. It seems that after a while, they can no longer resist, and will be shot into a horse honeycomb by arrows like a storm.
"Oh!" "Oh!" ... The arrows dropped by the Moon White Array are no longer scattered evenly. Instead, they are focused on the eleven gold-level demons that are covered with scars. Below the Array, they are the demons. Already.
"Pop!" "Oops!" ... These strange and weird-looking demons are struggling to resist, struggling desperately, they break one arrow after another, but more arrows shoot in Inside them, wounds were sprayed with blood.
The vitality of the gold-level demon is fully demonstrated at this moment. After a few short breaths, the wounds from the arrows will quickly contract, heal, and scab under the growing muscles, but it ’s a pity that They can't heal faster than they can get hurt. Without accident, they will die.
But here is the training ground set up by Ulysses the Lord of the Abyss for the minor Titans in the clan. The existence of the Abyss Gate makes demons everywhere, gold-level demons are everywhere, soul-level demons are scattered around, and occasionally they risk A legendary demon lord. So, here, the most are accidents.
"Roar!" A roar full of fury came, shaking the atmosphere, and the air appeared ripples visible to the naked eye.
This is a half-man and half-horse, born with double horns and a ugly face. It has a burly demon with explosive muscles. It holds a black-yellow tomahawk, breaks into the envelope of the French array, and shoots at him. The sky is full of rain.
Despite this, the continuous arrows still make this monster more than 30 meters tall, extremely angry. Anyone who is continuously acupuncture will be furious. At the same time, with the roar, this barbarian waved his hand A long axe, a dark yellow axe traversing a tens of meters of sky, split into a silver-white circle rotating in mid-air.
"Wow!" Accompanying a crisp and broken sound, in the sky, the huge law formation was split directly into small silver and white light spots scattered in the air, with a dreamy beauty.
But this dreamy scene represents the crack of the elven girl's moves. Muria, standing next to Hessel, can hear a low, dull hum.
"I'm coming!" Muria took a step forward ~ EbookFREE.me ~, thunder surrounding her body, she will have to lift the spell and restore her true body. That's enough for me to learn. "
"I don't need you, I can do it myself." Just now I was still a dreaded elf girl, and when she heard Muria was going to take a shot, she refused directly. "What was just that move, many elves will."
"Your power is almost depleted." Muria, who surrounded the storm, looked at the silver-haired elf girl, "Do you still have the strength to pull the bowstring in your hands?"
"Of course!"
"This is not your stubborn place, Teacher Heather!"
"I'm not stubborn." The elf girl with a pale face and sweat on her forehead showed a hint of hesitation, and then a bite of silver teeth, from her storage bracelet, took out a crystal bottle with a fine golden rune and pulled Open the bottle and take a sip of your head.
Visible to the naked eye, the elf girl's complexion turned from pale to ruddy, and her body had already fallen to the bottom of the valley with extremely weak power fluctuations and quickly became strong.