Monarch of Evernight

Sosa and Thousand Nights each thought, and the others were not idle.

The knife flashed in his eyes and was then blocked by a wall of sighs. Grand Duke Brooks stared at Night Eyes and said, "Your opponent is me. ”

“You?”

“Exactly. Even though you have holy objects in your hands, you are not the Grand Duke.” Brooks stretched his fingers gently and a wall of sighs appeared in front of him, blocking the dawning knife.

Brooks stood in the air with his hands behind his back, waving in the air with only one hand, stretching his fingers, a wall of sighs, waving with his hands up, the wall of sighs moves and cuts.

As the ancestral ability of the demonic descendants approaching the ranks of the great monarchs, the wall of sighs has undergone a whole new change in the hands of Brooks. It can be thick square or thin as a piece of paper. Flying out is an enemy weapon. This has transcended the Jerusen family's defence-oriented methods of warfare, and there has been a slight shadow of defensive integration.

Dreaming of the almost inexplicable light of the knife, weakened by the weight of the wall of sighs, also greatly diminished his power, even when it fell on Brooks, he suffered.

Grand Duke Brooks looked at himself, and after the blade, there were shallow marks on the armor. He smiled arrogantly, “The Holy Instrument is the Holy Instrument, so it can hurt my armor. It's not easy for me to beat you. But after all, you only return to the Duke's rank. Surprise is the sacred instrument that accompanied the King of Qing in ancient times. Even now, you will not receive its approval. With your strength, how many more knives can you give? ”

“Renault…”

"The King of the Blues is truly a worthy man of honor, but unfortunately, he has fallen for you, and he is worthless. ”

Speaking of the King of the Blues, Brocks did not speak slowly in the face of Sosa. Reynolds' final power suppresses the flames of eternity and the Lord of Maysfield, even if it is a force that burns lives with respect.

Referring to the past, the eyes of Night Eyes became cold, long hair was not windy and the eyes reflected the figure of Grand Duke Brooks.

“The Eye of Destruction? It doesn't work for me.” Grand Duke Brooks sneered and laid a wall of sighs in front of him. In the eyes of the night, the figure of Grand Duke Brooks disappeared.

Successfully isolated the eyes of destruction, Brooks instead had a spirit in his heart, lost the confidence he had just had, and always felt that something was wrong. He suddenly felt something, his consciousness slightly raised its head behind the wall of sighs and saw nothing but an endless blade of light, rolling in!

Brooks is surprised. Is this a dream? Surprise can still work like this?!

He couldn't help but calculate how many knives Night Eyes had emitted at this moment. Anyway, not a hundred or eighty knives of this magnitude, a little less, is not what he can get on with.

The dream came out, and Lord Brooks knew he had no use hiding, no use running away, only hard blocks.

Between the moments, he had to blow up, his magic gushed like a volcano, and the wall of sighs lay before him. However, he only had time to complete the four walls of sighing, and the knife light had arrived.

The daylight of the knife instantly washed down a few walls of sighing and swallowed Grand Duke Brooks.

The fantastic blade scattered and Grand Duke Brooks stood still, looking unharmed. He just looked into his eyes and became helpless and sorry.

Nocturnal eyes have fallen to the bottom of the valley at this moment, and the blood gas is almost empty. And Grand Duke Brooks, relative to God, was so exhausted that even a few walls of sighing were laid out in times of crisis that his magic was less than 30% consumed. From this point of view alone, Grand Duke Brooks retains his strength far above his night vision, which has little power to fight anymore.

But the grin was on Grand Duke Brooks, and he said, "How did you do that? ”

Night eyes clapped and dreamed, "I lent this knife to Renault. ”

Brooks couldn't believe it, and then suddenly mumbled: “So... here it is. ”

He leaned forward slightly and then fell like that until the moment he fell into the dust, his armored robe suddenly broke and turned into smoke. And he didn't see a scratch. The magic that was already full of magic, lost its bondage, spilled out, turned into a group dark, disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

Grand Duke Brooks is also a genius of the demonic generation. In his youth, his position is similar to that of Anwen today. He rarely has enemies in his ranks. He is confronted with the Prince and sometimes does not fall. So knowing that Night Eye is a secondary awakening, knowing that Night Eye has the ability to kill ordinary Duke instantly, he also still relies on a first-degree force to repair, dare to fight Night Eye alone.

He just didn't think that he thought the night vision had been fully estimated, but he actually underestimated her a lot. Dreams are difficult to manage and are famous in Parliament. How could he have imagined that in ancient times, dreams were originally night vision objects?

Just at the time of the showdown, the night eyes instantly cut off dozens of knives, leaking blood, dozens of hits into a single blow, unmatched power. At the same time, Brooks can only exhale less than 30% of his magic.

Night Eyes Dark Golden Blood Gas Class chases the origin of darkness, Grand Duke Brooks is also extremely pure, but is one level worse than Night Eyes. Such a huge gap, how can he compete with night vision?

The demonic generation, Yingjie, descended.

And at this time, Sosa and Thousand Nights are still thinking.

Sosa was unexpectedly not angry or surprised when they looked at Grand Duke Brooks' meteor, but with an uncovered irony in her eyes.

“I thought he was just going to lose, but I didn't think he was going to die so simply. Looks like he hasn't met any decent opponents in the past few years. ”

“I thought you'd be worried about the war. ”

Sosa smiled low and said, "If there's no one else in the way, I can come up with the truth. Kill you, and make a statement before His Majesty the Emperor, lest he blame me for the death of his men. ”

“Grand Duke Brooks is dead, and you're confident you'll kill us? ”

“Why not? I had some naked eyes, but she ran out of blood to kill that idiot Brooks. Even if she has secrets, how can it take a while to recover? That's enough time for me to kill you a few times. ”

Thousand Nights laughed, “You're so confident. ”

“You'd be wrong if you thought the last light feathery tactics really hurt me," Sosa said. Besides, even if it was that kind of attack, you wouldn't be able to launch a few times, would you? ”

“You can try. ”

“Of course I'll try, but your sword doesn't seem to work. ”

Suddenly numerous golden green blood appeared in front of the thousand nights, condensed into a blue and medium gold sword and plunged into the ground in front of him.

Howard appeared, "With my sword, I'm old, I don't really use it anymore. ”

Sosa looked at Howard slightly, her eyes slightly squinted, "So you're already weak like this. Can't hide and find a blood bubble and wander around. Do you think you've lived too long? ”

“This is the time, even if it's a big deal? Better than you werewolves. When the new world opened, you were just humiliated. Now the Demon King gave you a bone and ran over and picked it up. ”

Almost every werewolf taboo is called a dog. Sosa looked gloomy and said: "It seems that the battle didn't change your arrogance for no reason. ”

Howard laughed and said, "I couldn't beat you back then, but I didn't. As a monarch, I can't even take it. I hear you can't get off the stage in front of Wolf Joe. ”

Sosa's face got uglier and uglier, "When I kill this little guy first, it's your turn and it's bound to be a long and painful process. As for her, since Her Majesty the Demon does not have a special treatment, perhaps I can try and see how the taste of the ancient figures really differs. ”

Drawing Howard's sword at night, he drank: "Being a king, you are so shameless! ”

“What, you want to kill me? ”

"“ A thousand nights, calm down. ”

Sosa laughed, stretched out her tongue, licked her lips and said, "Calm down? It doesn't work, unless she runs away now, she's going to fall into my hands sooner or later. ”

Night's eye wasn't angry either. "If you talk any more, I'll be fine. ”

“Well, since you want to die quickly, I'll be all yours. ”

Sosa stepped in front of Thousand Nights, with her big hand patted, exactly the same as she started.

He had just begun, flashing in the shadows of a thousand nights, breaking away from the scope of the attack first with a predictable blank flash. However, the figure of Thousand Nights is blurred, the eyes are about to disappear, but the traction generated by Sosa's palm is more than twice as large as it was just now. He dragged Thousand Nights out of the void alive and back into his palm!

Thousand nights of surprise, looking at the giant palm like a hill, kneeling on one knee, holding the green gold sword in his hands, the blade upward, facing this palm of Sosa!

Sobbing, the earthquake shook, Sosa's hands slapped hard on the ground and raw shot a giant pit dozens of meters in size at the top of the mountain.

Thousands of nights have gone missing and taken to the ground raw. Yet Sosa had an extra blade on the back of her hand, a blue-gold blade, which was Howard's sword.

Sosa hummed and raised her big hand, pulling her palm out of the blade razor blade, the blade left, the wound healed, not even a drop of blood came out. In the middle of a giant pit, the original posture remains immobile for thousands of nights, except that the whole person is embedded in the rock.

Sosa's eyes glistened cold, lifting her right foot, and her big foot stepped directly toward the thousand nights. Howard's sword sharply doubled, approaching the artifact, but unfortunately for the body of the Werewolf Emperor, this cut had no significance at all, and too sharp was often accompanied by a lack of firmness, and a few more hard touches with Sosa could not tell how it turned out.

A thousand nights flashed and disappeared from the pit. Sosa roared and the gravity of terror grew beneath her feet. Once again, she pulled the night out of the void and stepped down!

With a blast, the rock landed several meters above the mountaintop, and Sosana's vast body almost completely sinking into the ground, this tread is like a battleship hitting the ground at full speed. Sosa saw it only with body and strength, yet he cultivated both to the extreme, raising his hand and putting his foot to the ground with great power to destroy the mountains and reclaim the sea.

This is a western day when everything is hard as steel, and if you replace the middle continent, Sosa's foot can totally crush the mountain peak.

However, after one step, Sosa did nothing wrong. He pulled out his right foot and found that only one deep impression had been left on the ground and that he was unaccounted for at night.

Sosa raised her head violently and saw a black light feather in the air.