I am the fifth of the four demon kings

I am the fifth chapter of the four magic princes.

Among them, a researcher, the surface of the face is in this plain, but it is terrible.

Of course, these people are nothing in front of the semi-corpse corps.

Although the other party is 'dead', and they are 'half corpper', and the nature of the two is almost, no one is afraid of who.

But the strength, the semi-corpse people's arms are really too much too much.

Therefore, even if the number is more than ten times higher than them, these half-proceeds soldiers, there is no expression, standing straight, waiting for orders, there is no fear in the completion. , You are lonely, the little sister will warm you with a movie.

Chapter 48, Riffus Direct Situation

The two soldiers on the battlefield were only silent for half a minute. Quart has already slammed his hand before the Halfrienda Legion.

Suddenly, the situation in the field changed, and the sound of '' sounded in the sky, and a hurricane formed by magic airflow.

The sky is covered by the death magic in this moment, gradually darling.

"what is that?!"

Nufts and Molds in the resurrectioner army ride right away from the hurricane.

And the old man Mold is tightly covered in his own black robe, and he looks at the horizon.

On the other side, the huge death magic is condensed together, as if formed a black hole, rolling thousands of regenerative people, pulling them into it.

The resurrerators were brought into the sky into the sky, and they were caught in the sky, and they were swallowed. .

"That is the polymer of the magic storm ..."

On the other hand, I didn't open the eyes of the hurricane, I went to the head, and I said to my teeth.

As a four-shot, he naturally understands the method of use of magic.

Just, I know the origin of the black hole, and I know the level of the army of the brave's brave.

The people of the other party will actually have some strong people above four hundred levels!

"Magic Storm ?!"

On the other side, Mold is listening to Nuewe, the face is also showing a fear.

Even the previous Mozu can know that the magic storm is the phenomenon that the second turn will use the magic. How can his holy sword church may not know.

"How can it be?"

Mold is a little amazed between Mold, four hundred people, according to the world, there is no one, and where is these people, where is these people?

He didn't know what to do. I originally thought that my legion had the advantage of the number of people. I can crush each other, but who will think of the other party's legion, there will be this era that there is no existence of two-turn strong ?

And people of the whole army are also two turns.

He can understand that this army is definitely not his own resurrection of the army.

"Go!"

Moldra said in Novi, and then fled towards the arm.

Because the rebirth of the army, the soldiers of the Halfaut People's Legion have rushed into the military array, it is like the ghosts and gods. Not a few seconds, they will disperse the camp of their army, and the regenerations are like being mowed. Ded out.

Molds will not suspect that if you are late for a few seconds, the next fall is two.

"Can't run! Mold Grandfather, I have to take my time!"

On the side of Moldra, Novi is immediately called, and I saw a lot of researchers who have been overwhelmed. I know that if I don't have it, the rehearsal will die immediately.

At that time, if there are only two orphan of life, it is necessary to face the brave and his legion.

Norwell finished, I plan to kick out his body, and use his four-way equipment to repel these unwanted strengths.

However, there is no hand, it is pressed by Moldd:

"First wait first!"

Mold turned his head and looked at the situation on the battlefield. He looked at the resurrection of the resurrection of two or three thousand people, can't help but laugh.

These renewers, but they church using Xin Xi, inheriting the chaotic magic of thousands of years, now the magical spar is finished, it is impossible to let them re-rumored a military coming out, you can say that every death is One.

It is such a precious regeneration, who is only a few minutes, almost all of the brave's legion, can say that his heart is in the blood.

But he knows that when he is not distressed, his face is revealed, knowing that he decided by himself.

So he pulled Nuewe, and the horse riding suddenly turned into a direction, while the armored in the army, he said:

"Listen to Nuewei! I will use the remaining researchers to block the footsteps of the other leggings. At the same time, you must win this battle!"

Mold's meaning, naturally, relying on the army to win, it is impossible, then their final hope is full of Nuewe.

As long as Nonwell can kill the brave's brave, then the rest of the legion will be insufficient. Even if Novi is in the battle with the brave, there is no strength to deal with the other party's legion, but escape is definitely more than enough.

At that time, I escaped back to the cultivation. After returning to fighting power, the brave's army, no matter where they came, they will not exist in the future.

"give it to me!"

When I heard Mold, Novi bitbited his teeth, put down his hands, gave up the intentions of the brave to deal with the brave's army.

He wants to leave the magic of the equipment, go to the brave to pay the wind.

The resurrectioner army, quickly gathered in the young man of the Holy Sword Church, like a thing that protected him in his direction, Lu Ming can of course be seen.

"What do you do?"

On the fourth magic king, naturally noticed that some young people with different places.

It is obvious that this person is not a binocular no life, then it should be a person working with the three magic princes.

Since his goal is the brave, the fourth magistan will not be as will, but it is planning to stop him.

However, she has not stopped, and the Olibier around Lu Ming said:

"If you don't want to die, just stand here."

In the words, there is no shortage of despise of the Fourth Devil's strength, think that she is not qualified to participate in this war.

In the face of the princess of Olibel, the fourth magic king has no mouth, no words.

Although I don't want to admit it, the battle has indeed beyond the cognition of the fourth magic.

If her perception is not wrong, there is no one in the opposite side of the resurrection, no one is weak in the existence of the Devil's army, and there are even many people's strength, they can't get it on myself.