Chapter 2085

"My God, the leader is too strong, even the nine commanders of the Rock City are no more than that, and he broke through the formation of the earth evil swamp by himself."

Some demons of the Burning Legion were completely subdued and worshiped.

Originally, they thought they were dead and would be buried in this large formation.

But who would have imagined that the group leader in front of him, the Burning Demon, was so terrifying that he single-handedly pierced through the entire formation, killing the group of swamp demons without leaving any behind, and ran away with their heads in their arms.

"Not only is the strength of the commander not as terrifying as the adult, but even the rock lord is probably no more than that."

A demon spoke.

"Impossible, this is a bit too exaggerated. The Rock Lord is an immortal monster. No matter how powerful the leader is, it is impossible to compare with the Rock Lord."

Many monsters shook their heads. They felt that Xia Ping's strength was still far from the immortal level monster. After all, it was an immortal level monster, a terrifying existence standing at the apex of countless hell monsters. How could it be so simple? .

"But no matter what, the power of the leader can be seen."

"That's right, what are you waiting for here, follow the regiment leader and kill all these swamp monsters."

"Yes, beat the dog in the water and wipe out all these swamp monsters."

Many Burning Legion monsters were very excited. They blasted in all directions, and killed all the swamp monsters who were alone and escaped.

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Boom boom boom! ! !

Xia Ping attacked and killed alone, condensed the furnace of hell, and the flames of hell burned. All the swamp monsters who approached were burned to death, refined, and tempered into soul crystals.

He felt that the more he killed, the more powerful the Hell Furnace seemed to be, as if he could absorb the flesh energy and soul energy of these monsters to strengthen the origin of the Hell Furnace.

Vaguely, after the death of these swamp monsters, it seems that even a little bit of true spirit in their bodies will be integrated into the furnace of hell, and the power of the furnace of hell will continue to grow, becoming even more terrifying.

In fact, this is the horror of the Hell Golden Crow Bloodline Supernatural Power——the Hell Furnace, which has extremely high growth potential.

It can hunt countless monsters, absorb the power of their blood, and the power of the soul, so that this hell furnace becomes stronger and stronger, with infinite power.

If it grows to the extreme and gathers the power of countless demons from hell, then everything can be refined, even gods and demons can be easily refined.

At the same time, the Hell Golden Crow cells in his body are also awakening one by one. He can feel the power in his body becoming stronger, as if he is absorbing the power of these monsters to strengthen his body.

"Damn Burning Demon."

"Stop it, stop this burning demon immediately, and don't let it get close to the mountains."

"Damn it, go to hell, Burning Demon, this is not a place for you."

"Fight it, die with it, and explode your body."

Seeing Xia Ping killing him, all the swamp monsters seemed to be crazy. In order to stop Xia Ping from advancing, they were not afraid of death, and some even blew themselves up, creating a terrible impact, trying to die with Xia Ping.

"Is the Netherstone vein right here?"

Xia Ping ignored the shrimp soldiers and crab generals around him. Anyway, if these monsters approached him, they would be burned to death by the golden crow flames of hell immediately. It will be reduced to ashes in an instant.

If it was a demon that blew itself up, the impact force would be less than three meters, and it would be completely swallowed up by Beiming's body protection skill.

No matter how these swamp demons obstruct him, it will be of no avail, and they cannot stop his footsteps.

His main purpose now is to enter the deepest part of the Loess Mountains, snatch a large number of ghost stones, and further evolve the Hell Golden Crow bloodline in his body, so there is no need to continue to get involved with these small characters.

And he is also very curious now, these swamp demons seem to be very worried that they are close to the depths of the mountains, and they are trying to block their steps.

Even so far, he hasn't seen many high-level generals of the Swamp Legion appear. It seems that they are not at the forefront, but stay in the deepest part of the mountain range.

"Interesting, isn't this group of swamp monsters plotting something?! I found it, and the Netherstone vein is just ahead."

Soon, Xia Ping sensed a burst of strong dark stone breath coming from the depths of the mountains, which is extremely pure hell energy, it seems that a little breath can fill the body with energy.

Without saying a word, he flashed his figure, and with a bang, the flames on his body immediately dissolved the defensive and restrictive formations in front of him, penetrated a mountain wall, and entered the deepest part of the mountain range directly.

"this!"

After entering the mountain range, seeing the scene in front of him, Xia Ping's pupils contracted, and he suddenly saw a huge open space in front of him, surrounded by densely packed ghost stones.

But these ghost stones are not the most important, but a huge and mysterious altar actually appeared in the middle of this open space.

As for the middle of the altar, there seems to be a tyrannical magic weapon.

It was a stick, the whole body was white, pure and flawless, without any impurities, as if it was made of bones, but I didn't know what kind of bones it was, and it had an indestructible taste.

There seems to be a wonderful power of hell in the depths of this stick, and from time to time a series of hell scriptures emerge, and the surrounding void makes the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The magic weapon of hell - the mourning stick!

Under Fu Ling's heart, Xia Ping woke up suddenly, and a series of messages rushed out instinctively from the depths of his consciousness. This is the magic weapon of hell that is as famous as the spear of hell-the mourning stick, and it is also one of the weapons of the hell jailers. !

One stick down, all gods and ghosts will be shocked!

At this moment, the mourning stick is being sealed by the restraining formation on the altar, completely imprisoning it, and no one can easily approach it, as if to prevent this magic weapon from being born.

And the other demon generals of the Swamp Legion, including the head of the Green Frog Demon, also appeared in this place. They are urgently cracking the prohibition formation of this altar, trying to take out the magic weapon in front of them.

"I see."

Xia Ping suddenly realized that it was no wonder that these monster generals did not appear in front of the formation. It turned out that they all gathered in this place to collectively break the prohibition formation of this altar.

It is estimated that compared with this famous magic weapon in hell, these ghost stones are nothing at all.

As long as this magic weapon is snatched, I am afraid that the power of the swamp lord will skyrocket and advance by leaps and bounds. It is not impossible to become the strongest lord of the flame hell.

"Damn it, how could there be a burning demon coming into this place? Doesn't it mean that now is the critical moment to break the restriction formation here, and no monsters are allowed to enter?"

The leader, the Green Frog, cursed and was very dissatisfied.

"Captain, this is the Burning Demon, the leader of the Burning Legion under the Rock Lord. This bastard broke in after killing all of our brothers." A demon soldier shouted, "Leader, please avenge us."

It burst into tears.