Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Jack...”

Theresa's bravery and strength also deeply shocked others in the rear palace, except Hera the Dragon and Natasha the head of the mercenary regiment.

Everyone looked at Blackjack with the desired eyes.

This is the first time they have shown their will in front of Black Jack.

Blackjack's eyebrows wrinkled in a strange symbol, his deep eyes as if they were covered in a dark mist, and he stared deeply at Theresa, who was constantly blooming with magic, silently.

The sisters of the Rear Palace, worried about the safety of Teresa, Natasha and Hera the Dragon, did not dare return without the permission of Blackjack.

The surrounding warcraft, such as the tidal surge, is higher than a wave and cannot be eliminated.

Theresa opened the bow to the left and right, and a large number of magic missiles burst out of her palms, forming firewalls, grids, ice cones, and spurs in front of her, but she was washed through a gap by the flesh and blood of the beast.

“Blackjack, if you keep doing this, they'll all die! ”

Princess Asha's heart burned and watched as Theresa fought alone with exhausted Hera and Natasha. Somehow, there seemed to be an invisible fine line in her head.

Without waiting for Blackjack's orders, she waved her sword and rushed up.

“Sister Teresa, Sister Natasha, Sister Hera, let me help you! ”

Princess Asha held onto Theresa's trembling body in time and said what Theresa had just said, "We fight side by side! ”

Blackjack's side, the sisters of the Rear Palace, is shaking.

Blackjack's eyes, black waves poured over, a moment of silence, and suddenly a brilliant smile appeared.

“That's right, we can't leave any of our sisters behind, everyone in the Black Jack Adventures, go ahead, pick them up, alternate retreats! ”

Blackjack's temperament instantly recovered from a deep gloom to the dazzling and indulgent look of destroying a jailhouse cannon.

He led the way, helping Theresa and others to resist the fiercest attacks of the Beast.

After the so-called breakdown, it is not a matter of leaving an army alone to die, but of responding to each other and retreating in a gradual and orderly manner.

Blackjack et al. killed for a while, Theresa, the head of the mercenary group Natasha and Hera the dragon both came back to breathe and output a wave of attacks to give Blackjack et al. a breathing space.

Such a step-by-step evacuation quickly arrived at the transfer array at the end of the uncontrolled farm.

There are already a lot of demons waiting on this transmission line.

The magic crystal also fills the transmission array with energy and standby momentum.

“Let's go! ”

Black Jack leads the women of the rear palace into the transmission array. Numerous people can finally breathe a little breath to manipulate the transmission array of strong arm demons.

“Wait, the number of transporters in the transport array is not yet full, and the beast hasn't rushed up, so we can wait a little longer.” Theresa suddenly said.

Again the needle sharp opposite.

Black Jack and Teresa's eyes collided hard in the middle of the air.

Black Jack squeezed his eyes again.

Theresa looked at him frankly.

Now that you have revealed your true strength, hiding is useless.

For some reason, Theresa was always in shock and felt that Blackjack was conspiring.

She doesn't want Blackjack holding her nose all the time and falling completely into each other's rhythm.

Even if she can't sabotage Blackjack's plot, she can at least add some variables to the plot.

The Demons are, of course, selfish and vicious men, equally untrustworthy.

But it seems that other demons than the Medusa don't seem to be part of the Black Jack clan.

The more demons enter the Deep Red Palace, the more chances there will be to touch the fish, at least to divide Jack's heart, so that this guy doesn't notice himself all the time.

“Theresa, you...”

The sisters of the Rear Palace all looked at Teresa with amazement.

They concealed that the more they marched into the Blood Wars, the deeper the Red Palace, Teresa's temperament changed more and more.

She is like a long-established, rusty battle knife that was harshly pulled from the sheath and carefully washed to restore radiance and a muddy finish.

Even the magic elements gathered around her, flashing a colorful smoke from her, enough to counteract Blackjack's scorching atmosphere.

Black Jack, look at his own rear palace.

Most of the girls clung to him unconsciously.

Hera, the dragon girl just rescued by Theresa, and Natasha, the head of the mercenary regiment, and Princess Asha, still stand next to Theresa without moving their steps.

That's never happened.

Blackjack did not move his voice and looked again at the powerful Arm Demon who manipulated the transmission array.

The Strong Arm Demon was not his subordinate, and although he was deterred from destroying the courage of the prison cannon, it was not necessary to obey his orders.

Six demons, including the Strong Arms, and many other elite fighters have not had time to escape from the uncontrolled farm.

And every time the transfer array starts, it takes a lot of cooling time.

These hard-arm demons thought about it, but they didn't move, and they followed Theresa's advice.

In the silent comparison of the two, Theresa took another small step forward.

She didn't want to completely publicize the clandestine confrontation between herself and Blackjack. Instead of looking at Blackjack, she squatted down and helped Natasha, the head of the mercenary group, wipe and bandage the wounds, and let Hera dragon take her medicine and regain her strength.

Five minutes later, an avalanche-like rumble was heard in front, and a large number of demons retreated, followed by countless fierce warcraft.

“Prepare to take over! ”

Theresa stood up, followed by Princess Asha, Hera the Dragon and Natasha the head of the mercenary regiment.

Black Jack took a deep breath and led the female warriors of the rear palace out as well.

They split the left and right wings, and the bear burned arrows and magic missiles as deep as two sharp fangs penetrated the herd, beating the beast into hundreds of pieces of meatballs that collided with each other.

A large number of demons rush into the transmission array.

Theresa and Blackjack took the women back to the transmission, and they just stepped onto the transmission array, which raised hundreds of beams of light around it, staggered into a spiral in the middle of the air, and the spiral continued toward the void, turning into an endless tunnel.

Several warcraft attempted to crash into the transfer array, however, at the moment they came into contact with the transfer array, their heads or parts of their bodies were randomly transferred to the other space, leaving only extremely neat and precise pieces of debris, which "snapped" and fell to the ground.

The rest of the Warcraft will never dare go forward again.

Under the sight of their tigers, the Black Jack Adventures, together with more than a hundred demons, were transferred to a third dark space.

According to the Turing elders, this is also the last stop before arriving at the Deep Red Palace.