Chapter 181 New Year's Eve

There are fewer and fewer blood wolf killers fighting with Ling Li. The number has been sharply reduced to nine. Including Ling Wei, there are three holy axe battles, two paladins, one arrow saint, one paladin knight, one hero and one sword saint. But there are still hundreds of magicians. Ling Wei looked around, and he couldn't see through the strength of the killers who were still fighting, which meant that they were all strong men of the holy level! Because of this, the East Gate will not be missed immediately.

Ling Wei guessed that the situation at the other two doors was not optimistic, and so far he had not seen the little demon. He was a little worried and immediately did not reserve it.

"Unparalleled dance." Ling Wei held the sword of darkness, and his body turned into a blue electric light and shuttled back and forth between the three holy demons. The sound of hissing explosion is endless in the ears. The sword light flashed, and this was suddenly cheerful except for the space. The three holy demons looked at the blood ejected from the pierced blood hole in their chest in disbelief, and their eyes were full of apprehenment.

How is that possible? The dark holy demon named Zhao Si's eyes were wide open, and the life energy that kept passing away with the loss of blood made his pupils slowly begin to disperse. I'm a third-level holy demon, and I'm not willing to!

The other two companions who dealt with him against the swordsman had already fallen unconscious in the pool of blood. Looking at the dark holy demon slowly falling, the corners of Ling's mouth raised slightly under the mask. He has killed five holy demons!

"All magicians below the Holy Level immediately withdrew from the regiment." Standing at the end of the mage, a black robe of the holy demon show robe waved a commandzhuang, "The holy magician quickly returned to his position."

Hearing the words of the man in black, those mages who were not as strong as the holy level breathed a long sigh of relief. In the face of the Holy Steps, their magic is powerless. But life is always in danger.

Twenty-four holy demons quickly broke away from the entanglement of the killers and came to the front of the black-robed holy demon.

After a brief stalemate, the nine holy warriors of the Blood Wolf Killer stood proudly at the east gate of the Blood Wolf Branch with various weapons in their hands. For others, the Blood Wolf Branch is just a house covering an area of more than 10 mu, but it is a solemn holy place for the blood wolf killer. Except for Ling Li, a little white wolf, these killers are above the purple wolf and have a strong sense of belonging to the blood wolf organization. Nohia Blood Wolf Branch is one of the spiritual beliefs of the Blood Wolf Organization. Never allow others to trample on it easily.

In the hearts of these killers, the family is dead. If the branch fails in their own hands, most people will choose to apologize with death.

Therefore, although there are only nine killers left at the East Gate. The magic guild has to pay a lot of price if it wants to take this place.

The black-robed saint's dry hand pointed to Ling Wei, and an old voice came out, "The sword saint in blue will be handed over to me. Twenty-four of you, in a group of three, and the other killers will be handed over to you."

The killers' bodies were shocked and their faces were different, but most of them were pessimistic. Once the holy level magicians use the magic holy level defense magic, they can often face other warriors of the same level. But now, I have to face three holy demons alone!

There was no time to think, and the holy demons quickly gathered around.

"Jing..."

"Kun..."

"Hum..." The three series of holy defense magic appeared one by one from the holy demons, like egg shells of different colors.

Soon, nine blood wolf killers were isolated one by one. Ling Wei was surrounded by the black-robed saint who commanded.

"What's your name?" The black-robed holy demon with a ghost shield on his head seems to be very interested in Ling Wei and is not in a hurry to fight with him at all.

" Shura." Ling Wei said lightly.

"Good name, which matches your strength. I don't know what level you are at?" This black-robed holy demon is exactly the same as the dress of the Pika mage who committed suicide that day. The black loose magic robe, with a dark silver moon badge on the chest. There is a certain wide headgear on the shoulder behind it.

Ling has affirmed in his heart that all the dark demons of the Magic Guild are dressed like this.

"White Wolf." Ling Wei still said lightly.

"White Wolf? Ha ha," the black-robed saint smiled, "Are you kidding me?" He felt that the strength shown by this Shura was at least at the level of the wolf.

"Believe it or not." The silver sword saint's arm was gently raised, and the dark sword pulled a blue sword flower in the air and instantly turned black and purple. The hilt of the sword was raised slightly, and a little shining star shining from the tip of the sword. He slowly stepped forward and then disappeared in place!

The black-robed holy demon's eyelids jumped. His name is Zhuo Ya, and he is the eight saints of the Dark Hall of the Magic Guild. His own strength has reached the level of the tenth level of the Holy Level. From his eyes, he can naturally see the level of Ling's strange body. This is by no means purely relying on speed to make people have illusions of sight. Zhuoya did not dare to be careless. While his spiritual power firmly supported the ghost shield, his body also moved rapidly.

However, no matter how he moved, Ling Li, who locked him firmly, still appeared in front of him out of thin air, and the dark sword was criticized by him like a knife towards the black-robed saint demon. The black space cracks at the tip of the sword loomed.

"Hmm, vertical, you can't help but look down on me." Zhuo Ya sneered, and when the dark sword came, he also disappeared in place. With a blow, Ling's face became solemn. He thought that the other party could also use his own strange body.

"Sura, if you have such a ability, why do you surrender to the blood wolf?" The eight saints appeared ten steps away from Ling Li. At this time, he had the intention of cherishing Ling Li's talent.

"You just used teleport magic, didn't you?" Ling Wei reacted quickly. He absolutely did not believe that the holy demon in front of him could make his own unique body.

"Diaobug's little skill." The black-robed saint nodded slightly and acquiesced to Ling's words. He said, "How about coming under my command?"

"I'm not interested in the magic guild." Ling Li shook his head. With that, he raised his sword and stabbed Zhuoya.

"A guy who doesn't know how to praise!" Zhuo Ya was annoyed. Although he intended to recruit a powerful swordsman in front of him at this moment, the other party did not give him a chance to speak at all. In this case. Zhuo Yashengmo avoided Ling's blow again, snorted coldly in his heart, and let him see my strength first. As he flew back, he dodged Ling's attack and clenched his fists on his chest. Cross into a diagonal cross. Singing shallowly: "No......ya...s...de...dark!"

"What? Noah's dark!" Ling Wei was shocked. At the beginning, the holy demon, who died frequently on the ghost ship, took the lives of everyone in Kate's team with this so-called holy magic.

The word "dark" is spit out, and a little pointed black light is formed at the intersection. The black light slowly expanded, and the center of the black light was empty. With the expansion of the black light, a strong pulling force gushed out from the middle of the black light. The air was quickly sucked into the black light. The black light continues to expand, gradually forming a black hole with a diameter of half a meter! Ling Li saw that the bodies of the killers on the ground, the bodies of the magicians and all kinds of weapons scattered around, couldn't stand the pull and flew towards the black hole. Whether it is a body or a weapon, it is immediately crushed when it touches the black hole!

The area of the black hole can't help expanding in front of the black robe, and the pulling force has doubled. Ling Wei took a deep breath, and the sensitive force of wind in his body gushed out of the body crazily, making him stand firmly in place. The blood wolf killers who fought against the holy demons were also shocked by the movement on Ling Wei's side and couldn't help looking sideways. The ordinary magicians behind them, who are far away from the battle center, have a look of worship on their faces.

Under the bright universe, suddenly dark clouds rolled and bursts of thunder came. Then a series of dark thunder and lightning crossed the sky from the dark clouds and split down wildly. For a while, the east gate of the Blood Wolf Branch was windy, thunder and lightning, like the end of the world.

A burly five-level holy axe surrounded by three holy demons fought wildly. He was not hit by the black lightning. He immediately rolled his blood, and then hummed, and the magnificent energy impact made him fly backwards. The man is still in the air, and a blood arrow has spewed out of his mouth.

"Thunder of the Sky!"

"Holy Light!"

"Purple Moon!"

Three series of magic roared and once again hit the holy axe with nowhere to focus in the air. Then there was another black flash of thunder on the fierce battle of the holy axe. With only a few serious injuries, he spewed out a mouthful of blood arrow again. People are still in the air, but the energy of life quickly disappears, and even the pupils in their eyes gradually begin to dissipate.

"Lord Blood Wolf! I'm not willing!" The holy axe roared with all his strength, and the strong muscles also relaxed. The three holy demons who besieged him still continued to use advanced magic on him for fear that he would escape with a little breath.

Seeing the whip corpses of the three holy demons, a nameless anger rose in Ling's heart! The black thunder and lightning continued, and they spit out letters of death to the besieged killers like poisonous snakes.

Soon two weak blood wolf killers were hit by black flash lightning! The same way of death is like a movie, repeated over and over again.