Chapter 170. The elegy of the soul

A black shadow suddenly appeared above, and the overwhelming demon looked at the fire demon below cruelly, making strange laughter, and his eyes were full of endless desire to destroy.

There are devils that look like bats with wings on their backs, hook sickle with rotten flesh hanging all over his body, intestines and intestines flowing all over the ground with disgusting meat, and a huge frost dragon that covers the sky and the sun.

"Wang, sw!"

Endless demons are coming down.

"My people, now is the survival of our clan. Show your courage and fight!" The king of darkness roared suddenly, and his momentum rose all over. The huge black flame swept the demon in front of him. The demons burned by the flames were turned into ashes, and their souls were sucked away by the king of darkness and imprisoned forever.

The worst of these demons can also set off a killing frenzy on Ye Fan's plane, but at this moment, they are dying like cannon fodder.

"Roar!" The flame demon below also roared and flew to the sky.

"Stupid, stop resisting in vain." The white flames in the Lich King's eyes were beating.

A pale ice ball brewed out of its hand and threw it at the King of Darkness. Wherever it passed, even the space was frozen, forming a long ice-colored bridge.

"The bondage of sin." The Dark Speaker waved his hand, and a dark aperture shrouded the Dark King.

The dark flames surged all over the dark king, breaking free from the bondage, and then another strong dark flame threw at the puck.

There was a sad cry in the dark flame, in which a large number of souls were struggling and roaring.

The flame and the ice hockey meet and disappear invisibly.

But the King of Darkness is entangled.

With the help of the King of Darkness, the flame demons were almost one-sided, and a large number of flame demons were slaughtered.

There is a place of anger brewing in the chest of the five demons, and the angry flame in his eyes seems to be burning.

"Let's go." Aksu was the most calm and said to the four demons.

"Do we just watch the people being slaughtered and then slip away by ourselves!" Basel stared at Aksu angrily.

"Have you forgotten what Wang said to us!" Aksu said word by word, looking at him without fear.

Bazelle was discouraged for a while, and the other demons were also extremely depressed.

They really couldn't help, because they were too weak. When the five demons were ready to escape, the Lich King found the sneaky five demons. Under his magic knowledge, no creature could escape.

"Ji Jie, I still want to escape." A magical and extremely cold ice cone was thrown downward, and the ice cone suddenly burst in the air.

But the King of Darkness blocked the attack.

"Jie Jie, you are very concerned about the five demons." The Lich King is worthy of being the wise man of the demon clan, and he can see the benefits of it at a glance.

The Dark King was silent and silent.

"You think it's useful if you don't talk." The Lich King suddenly gave up on him, his hands were under him, and the whole Nether Valley was suddenly shrouded in a chill.

"Frost new star." In the air and the earth, thick icicles suddenly appeared. Many fire demons were directly pierced by the icicles, and the flames suddenly went out and died completely.

Aksu and others below were almost pierced by several icicles, but there were more and more icicles around them. If it goes on like this, they will die sooner or later.

"Damn it!"

The king of darkness shot down, and a dark flame circled himself and the other five demons. As soon as the icicle touches the flame circle, it vaporizes directly.

Yanmo died in large numbers, and the king of darkness watched the group die, but there was nothing he could do.

He can only protect Aksu and others, but he can't protect others.

"Wang, I'm going." A purple fiery demon was besieged by ten frost dragons, more than a dozen hook sickle and a large number of demons, and the flames all over his body were almost extinguished.

"Boom!"

It exploded its own flame core, and the overwhelming purple flame swept by.

A large number of demons have turned into ashes, and four of the ten frost dragons have died, and the hook sickle is almost dead.

The purple fire demon has followed the king of darkness for many years. He is his most loyal servant. At this moment, he is also dead. Two crimson flames beat violently in his eyes, and bursts of violent breaths ravaged the devastated Nether Valley around him.

The people of the clan have died, and there are only six of them left. The seeds of hatred have been planted in the hearts of the five demons. One day they may blossom and bear fruit, although they are weak and pitiful now.

"King! Leave us alone. Let's go." The five demons are anxious.

"Are you sure you can go?" The Lich King and the Dark Speaker surrounded them with an army of demons that were still endless, and the end was decided!

"Look at your poor state now. If you hadn't betrayed the demon world, how could you end up like this?" The voice of the dark speaker resounded through the sky.

"I only follow the supreme realm. For this reason, I can do anything. You poor people can only be enslaved by your masters forever." Although the dark king said so, the cold eyes of the main god of the demon world and the father's last desperate struggle appeared in his heart.

"Oh? So what exactly did you get from the underworld? Is it such a weak you? The Lich King sneered.

"Hahaha, ha ha ha." The king of darkness suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. Surrounded by the army, the dark flame matched the crazy face, which looked so desolate.

The souls around the Dark King suddenly began to burst out, making harsh screams. Then a large number of demons in the demon army fell one after another, and the souls floated out to join the constantly rotating souls around the Dark King, and there were even the overlords of the demon world such as the Frost Dragon.

There are more and more souls, but they are dense within a meter around the Dark King, constantly being compressed, and infinite souls enter it every second.

"What!"

Lich King, the Dark Speaker resisted the suction that seemed to hook out their souls. The two demon kings showed fear for the first time. From the soul storm, they smelled the smell of death.

The five demons looked at the rows of dead demons around in shock, and the soul storms around the Dark King became more and more terrifying.

The demon army in the distance only felt that there was a huge beast in the center that could devour everything, and fear continued to permeate the hearts of these demons who were not afraid of death.

The soul storm absorbed a whole minute, and billions of demon souls were swallowed up every second, and at least one-tenth of hundreds of billion demons died.

"Since you want to see it, I will tell you what is the real horror and what is the anger and despair of my Yanmo clan!"

The Dark King slowly opened his hands and made ancient movements. Each action was so touching and shocking. There are ancient notes in his mouth.

At this time, a terrible huge figure suddenly appeared in the whole underworld sky. The dark flame surrounded the twisted shadow inside, and the whole sky was subdued by that shadow.

The terrible face can make all the creatures tremble, the dark flame can directly burn the deepest shadow in the hearts of the creatures, and the dark mournful shoulder armor can concentrate the immortal soul of the epic strongman.

It is

The master of all the dead, the desperate death of life.

"This breath... No, it's impossible. The main god of the underworld has been completely fallen for a long time. Why does it appear again? Why is the image so similar to Ranafis!" The Lich King screamed in fear.

The death-like figure followed the dance of Lagnamis and constantly twisted the strange body. Blood-red soul flames appeared below, covering the sky and the sun, and finally suddenly burst into the soul storm below.

The huge pillar of bloody flame runs through the sky of the underworld and connects to the soul storm.

And the soul storm that was so dense that it made people tremble suddenly stagnate!

"The elegy of the soul!"

PS: Next, there is a series of words to say to everyone. It's very long. I hope you can read it patiently.

I didn't plan to update it, but I didn't expect to update a chapter yesterday. Everyone's reaction was so fierce and fierce. The biggest contradiction is that some people don't want to watch it when they see the three-parts, while some people are looking forward to it.

The plot is a little messy and confusing. Especially yesterday's chapter was confusing, so I lost some people. I guess it's the lowest tide in the history of this book.

But this is my choice, just like the beginning of the tomb was scolded by countless trolls, but in the end, Brother Dong proved that it was a masterpiece.

After the rise, many people did not understand who was the protagonist. During this period, it was interrupted for several weeks. In the end, Huangda persisted and completed this masterpiece.

The infinite horror Z was updated for several months because of the reality, but in the end, he regained the infinite horror. He still watched it with tears on his face, and his blood was boiling, which was also a masterpiece.

Stick to my own path. Even if this low tide is very long and the collection is crazy, I will continue to stick to this most difficult road, and maybe it may eventually be the street.

I stayed up late yesterday and spent hours revising, deleting and writing, hoping that you can understand this paving.

These chapters are all digging a pit crazily. The future world is not a world of the protagonist alone, but a multi-elemented character with distinct personalities. Of course, the protagonist must be the most important. This chapter may still be understood by many people. Then in the next chapter, I think everyone's ideas should be clear. A big direction, Show it in the next chapter.

In the end, it seems that no one knows Naimen Moore. They are all masturbate. Is this world occupied by masturbation parties? Where is my big DO party? Don't you want to see the plot of Warcraft? Is this forcing me to write DeMarcia...?