Chapter 1612

"Coming!"

Dongfang Hemu looks ahead and suddenly unfolds his arms and sends out a low roar.

His arms were burning like a miniature sunspot. The light broke the darkness brought by the arrival of Warcraft. Like two swords with Aurora, they penetrated the rolling black clouds.

The fire came out of the East. After killing the devil for 80000 years, the power of blood burst out from Dongfang he's body. The sand and stone were pushed around him around. The huge rock made a roar, and a demon army with red inflammation and blood rushed out.

The body of the demon army is made of rocks, but it sublimates and burns under the fire, just like the legendary Fire Corps. The number is more and more. In a flash, it has reached the limit of dongfanghe's control ability. There are thousands of angry flame troops and 600 statues!

The six hundred demons opened a steel line of defense. Their backs bent slightly, and their feet seemed to have roots. They penetrated into the hot soil like a group of spring ready to eject at any time. The kinetic energy was stored in their strong and developed legs.

This is Dongfang he's ability. In an instant, he completed the inversion from a soldier to an army. Only the demon system can fight against the demon system. Half of Dongfang he's demon lineage determines his ability to be dark and cruel, while the other half of his human lineage determines that he will always stand in the human camp even though he has the ability of demon system.

The wind howled in my ears, and the six hundred demons roared in unison. The monsters burst out from the rolling black clouds in the distance, and the valley, which was still silent just now, quickly turned into a fanatical battlefield that could never be destroyed.

"I'll go! It's a good show

Buddha you was lying on the hillside. When he saw the light in front of him, he suddenly realized the difference between the lower world and the moon. Dongfanghe's strong demonic nature was rare in the past. Maybe only when Xia fan was angry, could he show the characteristics of similar enchantment. However, Xia fan's attribute was smart and sharp, far less than Dongfang he's iron lock across the river Straight and tough.

Xia fan did not speak. He was watching the creatures killed in the black fog. His strong sense of smell had made him predict the danger. Xia fan, who is good at olfactory discrimination, can't find a suitable word to describe it. The smell may not come from an animal, but it can also be the smell of death.

The black head is like a hammer from hell. When he appears, all hope and luck will be broken. The people on the scene are stunned. Even if they are the three heroes of Voldemort City, even if they are the famous Golden partners in the middle world, Xia fan and foyou, everyone feels the tremor from the heart and the cold feeling of neck, just like a sickle of death On the aorta.

It was the head of a dragon, but it was not any kind of dragon that Xia fan had ever seen. It was not as white as a pearl, with holy brilliance. It was like a dead dragon who died thousands of years ago and whose body was decayed in the stinking mire. Then someone dug up the decayed body of the dragon to revive him.

The breath of death permeates the valley at the moment of the dragon's appearance, surrounding the sky and the mountains. The decayed dragon scales stink. The black mottled teeth are like the hard lumps after blood clotting. In the eyes of the dragon people, there are even white insects crawling in the eyes, which are also filled with black paste like rotten food in the sewers.

Ghosts only know how the death dragon survived, but he appeared like this. He burst out of a mysterious black fog, spread its fragmented wings, and rushed to the three heroes of the demon city waiting in the valley and gave out a furious roar.

The malodor of the dragon is like a hurricane of category 12. It almost destroys the valley, and large pieces of rock collapse from the mountain. Xia fan feels the sand shaking under his feet, and countless pieces of gravel slide from his head to the bottom of the valley.

The three heroes of Voldemort city have no face. They never dreamed that the prey they are waiting for is such a monster. Shouldn't he live on the second or even the third floor of the lower world? Why suddenly ran to the most peaceful first floor? You know, this is the world of human beings, the territory guarded by the demon army!

"He is the second son of the flame spirit, and his father is the mount of Stanley, the red flame king." Ni Cai's lips trembled and said that her pair of pink light wings were fluttering in the black wind and gradually lost their divine color.

Flame soul is the name of this series of magic dragons. It can become the creature of demon king's mount. Naturally, their rank is also King level. Yanhun has two sons, the son of yanhun and the second son of yanhun. Now Dongfang he is facing the second son of flame soul, level, second king level.

A king level demon dragon, the substitute mount of the demon lord Stanley, even came to a place so close to the city of Voldemort, and did not receive any alarm. Such a result will obviously make the whole world collapse. The city of Voldemort is on full alert, and the level five alarm is issued, as if it is facing a major enemy.

"You go, I'll hold him down!"

Dongfang he suddenly broke out, with an indisputable tone, ordered nichai and Jia Yuntian to leave.

In fact, Dongfang he did not have the consciousness of death. As the most powerful genius of the Oriental family for many years, Dongfang he always felt that he should stand on the top of the king, become the necessary and only leader of the demon subduing army, lead the human race to win the war that has lasted for many centuries, and let his boots step on the tomb of the thirteen demon kings.However, at this moment, Dongfang he suddenly realized that the road to becoming a king was not always smooth. Just like today, even with the power of nichai and Jia Yuntian, the three of them could not be the opponents of the second son of Yan Hun.

His only choice is to stand up like the king, shoulder the powerful enemy, protect nichai and Jia Yuntian, and withdraw to the city of Voldemort, leaving a seed of hope for the future of mankind, which is his dongfanghe's human setup.

So Dongfang he called out that sentence and ordered Ni CAI and Jia Yuntian to leave. However, he rushed up and tried to stop the attack of the second son of the flame soul with a steel torrent built by 600 demon troops.

Unfortunately, Dongfang he has the consciousness of being king, and nichai and Jia Yuntian also need to protect the glory of the Dragon slaughtering family. With Ni Cai's crisp singing, the pink light wings dance against the black wind, quickly protecting Dongfang he's whole body, while Jia Yuntian's hands hidden behind his back are full of blue tendons, and one muscle is stirring like steel bars.

Shua ~

the sword of heaven flies in the sky.

The white magic sword is like lightning tearing through the dark clouds. It shines with dazzling brilliance. It rises into the sky and disappears above the clouds in an instant. The speed limit rises to the far sky. Then it runs down from the high altitude, carrying the momentum of destroying everything.

"Sure enough, you just won't let me show off alone."

Dongfang he shook his head gently. He did not understand what was good about Jia Yuntian, a gloomy guy. He even dared to contend with himself. However, he had to admit that this guy with a bad face was as hard as himself. Although he said nothing, he was always there when he needed him, just like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

"In that case, I hope that Nicai can bring me good luck." Oriental he Niandao, eyes burst out fierce cold light.

At the moment, Nietzsche is no longer gorgeous and moving. She is using all her strength to launch the wings of divine color. Her slender body gradually leaves the ground. It seems that there is a divine power to pull her to the sky. Her energy is released to the full, and her white forehead and face are twisted, like a dame sentenced to death.

This is the city of Voldemort. No matter how beautiful and holy a woman is, there is a demon hidden in her body. Once this evil nature breaks out, there will be no human beings, and all people will be demons.

The distance is approaching. The six hundred demon troops of Dongfang he, with unyielding momentum, rush to the second son of flame soul. Those ferocious stone people who are full of fire light have their heads as stubborn as stones. They jump up high, collide with their bodies, open their mouths to bite, just like 600 vicious vampires, attached to the body of the second son of flame soul, as if to tear open The scales of the demon dragon get into the body of the demon dragon and become maggots of tarsal bones.

Ao Ao ~

the second son of the flame soul roars. Imagine that a person is suddenly possessed by 600 blood sucking insects. That feeling must be very bad. The first thing that people with normal thinking think is to quickly roll down these insects that are crawling all over the body.

The second son of flame soul obviously thought so. He flapped his wings and tried to drive away those annoying insects. At the same time, he opened his mouth full of stench and spit out a black dragon breath.

Like a burst of black light, the black dragon breath rushed to Dongfang he. The second son of flame soul clearly knew that as long as dongfanghe was killed, those damned insects would be defeated without fighting.

Bang ~

her wings burst out in an instant. She almost used all her life to protect Dongfang he, although she didn't know whether she liked this man full of domineering air. When she saw dongfanghe for the first time when she was six years old, this straight man with cancer announced in front of all the people, "in the future, nishai will be more and more proud, It will be my woman

"Even if you like it, don't give people a choice. It's like there are no other men in the world except you." For many years since then, Nicai has been full of resentment against Dongfang he. Although she knows that Dongfang he is excellent, she also has her own pride. She can't stand Dongfang he's attitude of treating her as a personal object.

As for Jia Yuntian, that is another extreme. He doesn't say anything or announce anything. But the whole world knows that Jia Yuntian also likes nichai and is willing to wait for her all the time.

"Well, these two people are all wonderful flowers." Life was slowly taken out, and Nietzsche gradually closed her eyes, and she didn't know what was going on today. At such a close moment of death, what she thought in her heart was the entanglement between the two men in her life. One of them had no mouth and dared to say anything, and the other slapped him and couldn't fart. If only the two men could balance each other.

The dragon breath of death stirs up the power to destroy everything. The pink wings that protect dongfanghe gradually disappear and are completely covered by black. The earth trembles heartily. No one knows whether dongfanghe is dead or alive under the protection of Nicai. However, it seems that Nishi is the kind of person who is going to die.

Xia fan and Buddha you have already stood up and stood on the hillside to witness the battle, which was doomed from the very beginning. They watched the light on the face of Ni Cai gradually disappear, and the wrinkles that are not commensurate with her goddess fan'er are crawling all over her face and neck, and they are more and more ferocious.

"I've done my best."

Buddha you murmured with some shock in his voice. He had some respect for Nietzsche, a woman who would spare no effort in the battle. Even if he was more cynical, the Little Buddha still had human nature. He would be serious when he met with big trouble occasionally.Click!

Finally, with the hard support of Nicai and Dongfang he, when the miracle came, the sky sword came back and forth, like a thunderbolt, smashing the clouds in the sky and inserting it into the head of the magic dragon!

Ah!!!!

Jia Yuntian, who was standing in the farthest distance of the valley, actually opened his mouth. To be exact, it was a scream. Accompanied by the scream, a mouthful of old blood burst out of his mouth. The red blood light, like the last ray of sunset, instantly soared into the sky and merged with the white sky sword.

Sky blood sword!

In fact, he didn't only despise the East, but also paid more for his life.

Here it is.

The family of butcher demons cast swords with the blood of their own lives, achieving a strike against the sky.

Blood light and white light intertwined, incomparably moving, between heaven and earth into a strange silence.

Puff ~

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