Book of the Devil

284, evaporation and sleeping net

But Doron looked pale and reluctantly used this move of Fat Pig Wing Warcraft. There was an endless chill in his heart, as if the appearance of the winged beast was no longer like a fat pig, but a sleeping ancient giant beast woke up. If you can't escape, it can be said that this is the most painful thing. I could only watch the countless lines of fire attack me, thinking that these lines would also penetrate my body like the beam of fire.

However, these lines of fire did not attack immediately, but a huge fire cage woven from endless lines of fire trapped Doron tightly. Doron looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, but the fat pig-like winged beast pulled a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said, "You bastards, how boring it is to let you die like this. Let you suffer and die again, do you know how these lines of fire will attack you? There will be unimaginable heat, and you will be tortured to the extreme and die. The intense heat will make you evaporate and die. Hahaha, just taste the beauty of the torture before death.

Ming's behavior has long angered Fat Pig Wing Warcraft, and suddenly the eyes of Fat Pig Wing Warcraft were on Ming. What did this fat pig-winged monster see? Ming was still destroying the black nest crazily. Fat Pig Wing Warcraft's mood suddenly became extremely bad, and he snorted coldly, "After killing you, I'm going to let this little guy!" Let him smash ten thousand pieces! Ten thousand pieces of corpses!" It can be said that the underworld has become the target of public criticism. The three ten-star-winged monsters can't wait to draw the bones and absorb the marrow of the underworld, as if only in this way can they vent their anger cleanly.

At this time, Doron had already felt something wrong, and the temperature in the cage woven from the line of fire was rising crazily. 50 degrees, 60 degrees, 100 degrees, 200 degrees!" The temperature in the cage can be said to be rising crazily, and Doron's face has turned red. Doron shouted loudly, and the mysterious woman and McCa couldn't find time to save Doron's crisis. Although the two did not make a substantial attack, they and the two-winged Warcraft.

However, the spiritual battle began, and it was not McCarre who launched the attack first. It's the two-winged Warcraft, whose idea is very simple. That is to restrain the two and wait for the fat pig-winged warcraft to kill Doron. Three-to-two still has a great advantage, and these two winged warcrafts watch the attack of the fat pig-winged warcraft. It's really crazy. Obviously, you can kill Doron directly. It's a waste of time to torture.

Obviously, this Dorron no longer has the ability to fight back, and he will not kill him as soon as possible. The two had to delay Maika as much as possible, and the mental attack was extremely horrible. Four huge spiritual forces collided unscrupulously, but it was the winged Warcraft that gained an advantage in the first round of trials. McCa and McCar were a little inferior, and McCar naturally heard Doron's call for help. But I can't find time to solve the problem at all, because of the spiritual competition.

Once the spiritual power is released, it can't be taken back at once. It can only be taken back slowly and little by little, otherwise it will be counterattacked by mental power. What will happen if you are devoured by spiritual power? At first, the brain is severely paralyzed and successfully becomes a fool-like existence. Heavy rule, hey hey, your life will be gone. At this time, McCa said coldly, "I'm responsible for restraining them. Go and save Doron quickly." Damn, I can't fight."

McCa's idea is very simple, and he is ready to put it together. Use your own spiritual strength to fight against the spiritual power of the two Warcrafts. If not, McCarma will fall into crisis. In contrast, the great cause of cutting grass and rooting has come to an end, and the last black nest appeared in front of Ming. No matter whether there are eggs in the black nest or not, they will all be killed. If these winged monsters have special means to hide these eggs, won't there be a fish that leaks from the net?

So he directly killed all the black nests, and now there is only the last black nest in front of him. Ming was already very tired, and even raising his right hand was a little miserable. The whole body was sore, but looking at the last black nest, I couldn't help but relax. He raised his right hand slightly, and the bloody sickle was facing the black nest in front of him. The bloody light ball slowly condensed at the tip of the bloody sickle, and suddenly the bloody light ball rotated crazily.

rushed to the black nest with an indescribable speed, and an explosion represented the end of the black nest. It also means that the work of cutting grass and rooting is finally over, and seeing the black nest powder fluttering with the wind. The corners of Ming's mouth tilted slightly and slowly put the bloody sickle into his eyebrows. Suddenly, the bloody sickle disappeared in an instant and returned to the mind of the underworld. At this time, Ming had a pair of light blue gloves in his right hand, but Ming had no intention of attacking with light blue gloves.

And the silk thread was woven into a sleeping net with countless silk threads, which was extremely strange. The woven sleeping net actually suspended in the air. Without thinking about it, he lay in the sleeping net without thinking about it, and said, "It's really not a good habit to cut grass and eradicate it. I'm exhausted." After reading this sentence, he had already fallen into a deep sleep. And the sleeping net is extremely far from the location of the war. Ming also released a silent boundary before going to bed, and his intention was very clear.

"You beat you, I've been busy for so long, I sleep with mine, and no one disturbs anyone." This is really an extremely strong contrast. The three people of the three-headed Warcraft fought to death. However, Ming has fallen into the countryside, and what Ming did was naturally seen in the eyes of the three-headed warcraft. But they can't do anything, watching Ming kill all the winged monsters and destroy all their descendants. But I can't do anything, aggrieved, fucking aggrieved.

Now you still have to fight against human beings. For the sake of being a warcraft, it's better to find a rope to hide in a quiet place. By the way, it's still night, so that there will be an atmosphere. Throw the rope on the branch and hang himself under the baptism of moonlight. What a beautiful picture!

However, Duolun racked his brains to think about how to get rid of it, while the temperature is constantly rising. But there is still a big gap between Doron and the real end. Doron is a strong man in the realm of law. This temperature cannot cause temperature, once it reaches 1,000 degrees Celsius. Dorron is a little troublesome, once it reaches 10,000 degrees Celsius. Doron's body is about to begin to melt. If the temperature continues to rise, it goes without saying that Doron's body will definitely be completely evaporated.

And now Doron frowned tightly and muttered, "800 degrees Celsius. It's not good!"

PS: If you are in a good state, you will update two chapters every day, one chapter of 5,000 words and one chapter of 2,000 words. I hope to update two chapters, more than 7,000 words every day, but it also depends on my status.