Shen Yin Wang Zuo

The shadow, which was only two feet tall, also had black six wings, a large head, which accounted for almost half of the body's size, only a few sparse yellow hairs on the top of the head, a pair of eyes emitting dead white, extremely thin limbs, the body, too, in stark contrast to the huge head, a bite of yellow teeth emitting a stinky smell. The faint darkness kept pouring out of him.

He had at least a dozen deep visible bone wounds, a huge head even cut off, and could see the creeping white trenches inside, as if they were repellent, as nauseating as possible. Especially his voice, which became unusually dull, sounded like a crow roaring.

“You...” Long Haochen stared at this “unknown creature", unable to speak for a moment.

Two-foot dwarf. Hey, smile. "I'm the Insight Demon, Crossel! To be precise, I am the body of Crossel. Of the seventy-two pillar demons, my strength is nothing, but few can compare to mine to speak of survival. You just killed my parasite. Speaking of which, it's really hard to cultivate such a parasite, and I need to find a near-perfect body among you humans to satisfy me. And then it would take me a few years to take it completely and transfer my strength to more than 90 percent of the parasite. But it's worth the trouble, at least the parasite is so perfect, and it's my second life. That skill you just had was horrible, even comparable to the top 36 demons. Unfortunately, the only thing you can kill is my parasite. ”

“Listening to your voice, you must be very young. I hope you're handsome enough. Even using sacrificial skills, it must be hard to lift a finger right now. Take off the mask on your face and let me see how glorious it is for you that your soul will be wiped out, but at least your body will blend with mine! ”

Speaking of which, Crossel couldn't help laughing, but laughed with cruelty and cruelty.

He hates dragons all the time, it is extremely difficult to cultivate a parasite, and once it is killed, it will take at least five years for him to regain his original strength, and he will be devastated. Full recovery of energy will take more than a decade.

So, at this point in time, Crossel, under total dominance, was in no hurry to kill the dragon in the morning, and he would not give up if he did not want to die in torment.

Dragon Hao Chen seemed scared, his body trembled slightly, his left hand loosened the blue rain, the light of Furong, slowly lifted up and removed his mask.

At this moment, he did have a hard time raising his hand, blending with the Hao Moon and the double consumption of sacrificial skills, which brought him to the point of depletion. Atta Ting and Hao Moon fell asleep similarly weak, and the four great saints deterred Crossel from appearing, as if there was only one dead end in front of him.

The face was taken off with some difficulty, revealing the face of Dragon Happy Morning, albeit pale, but still handsome.

The Son of Light itself is synonymous with perfection, and insight into the appearance of the original parasite of the demonic god Crossel, though handsome, is far too poor compared to the dragon dawn, both in appearance and in temperament, is a difference between heaven and earth.

Thus, when Crossel saw the handsome face of Long Hao Chen, he paused. Previous anger moments were replaced by ecstasy. With his insight, you can naturally see that Dragon Morning is a hundred times stronger than his previous parasites. His temperament and body are so perfect, if he can be his own parasite, then maybe it would be worth another five years to recover!

Just as Crossel was excited about some hand-dancing, suddenly a bright orange red emitted without warning, that orange red glow was so beautiful, like a long rainbow that cut through the sky and instantly penetrated Crossel's head.

Crossel's excited eyes suddenly stagnated and his body swayed back a few steps and fell to the ground. Isn't that the Goddess of Light Aria?

That magnificent epic orange-red light is the glorious glow of this sword!

Dragon Hao Chen's body collapsed directly to the ground, his mouth gasping, and the coat under the fine gold base armor had all been soaked with sweat. That's when he's weak and can't even lift a finger.

However, his eyes still stared dead at Crossel until a dark blue ray of crown-like light broke out of him and dragon dawn finally relaxed when he flew wildly towards the side.

The appearance of the Demon God's crown means insight that the Demon God Crossel is truly dead.

“Your abilities did come as a surprise to me. Worthy of being one of the 72 Pillar Demon Gods of the Demon Nation.” Dragon Hao morning sighed and said that he could not move but could speak.

He was deeply touched by the battle, and although he was not injured, the danger of the battle was even greater than when the family of the Shinigami Tsai awakened. At that time, the dragon morning was at least able to control the time of departure through the eternal melody. And just now he was really close to the end of the mountain.

Crossel was so cunning that his body was a parasite, but the body was hidden inside it. At a critical moment, we can escape through parasites, something that no one can imagine in the morning. I'm afraid none of those demons knew what Crossel was capable of.

When the dragon saw that Crossel was still alive, there was some despair in his heart. He could feel the power of Crossel at that time, the parasite being killed, the erosion of Crossel was enormous. And his body was badly damaged.

In spiritual terms, Crossel is equivalent to seven orders of repair at most. Losing 90 percent of his power, he's already very weak. Especially his body, which has always been parasitic in that tall, handsome body, has been severely degraded, with an infinite amount of exotic power approaching zero.

Such a Crossel, however, is deadly enough for a morning when no action can be taken at all.

At this moment of life or death, Long Hao tried to calm himself down as much as possible. He knew that his only chance was once, and it was the last chance.

Crossel relaxed because of the state of Dragon's body. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Dragon Hawk took off his mask to give himself the best chance, although Crossel was fragile at the time, but once his last attack was resisted, he had no chance of survival. The exhaustion of spiritual overdrafts in his body left him with no way to confront Crossel. Not even the transmission. His physical state, if transmitted through an eternal melody, is likely to be torn apart by the turbulent flow of time and space.

Indeed, as Dragon Haze had expected, Clousell, who had lost his parasite, needed a new body too much, and when he saw Dragon Haze's face, his excitement minimized his vigilance. And that's when the Dragon's Morning attack started.

Saint Hua! The Correctional Knight has powerful amplification attack skills. Through his spiritual strength, Dragon Hao divided the skills of Saint Hua into two parts, one inspired the Goddess of Light Arias and the other became its thrust, which penetrated Crossel's head and succeeded.

Where does the power of the Holy Spirit come from? By the way, Lung Hao is very grateful to Saint Moon Man at this time. Isn't this Saint Hua's skill from the Assassin's Temple, the Saint Moon Man? Dragon Hao always keeps such a skill in his body in case of need. There are certain limitations to moving flowers and trees, and too powerful and overbearing skills cannot be stored, otherwise they can hurt your body. Saint Hua is the most useful, spiritual, conducive to conversion and amplification, and can have unintended effects. So, in general, he now stores Saint Hua in his body.

I didn't expect to save his own life today by moving the flowers and connecting the wood to the storage. Crossel's cards opened at a good time, but he didn't kill Dragon Haze the first time, but it was his biggest mistake.

Luckily, this battle was won by Long Hao Chen, and Crossel's last conspiracy was almost successful. At this time, recalling the process, Dragon Dawn's heart is still full of fear.

The 72nd Pillar Demon God of the Demon Nation is not that good to deal with! This is the 49th ranked demon. What's the higher ranking? How strong will it be?

Dragon Hawk still remembers deeply the feeling of helplessness when he was trapped by Samikina the Undead Demon. If Samikina hadn't met the Tower of Eternity, I'm afraid Dragon Hawk would have died in battle.

Under the pain of painful thinking, Dragon Hao morning slowly closed his eyes to rest, the overdraft of the body takes time to recover, as does the spiritual power in the body. Crossel is dead, and he has plenty of time to rest. As for the demon god's crown, it's weird that it can run.

This is the Tower of Eternity. Without the transmission of the Dragon Hawk, no creature can enter or exit, unless the Crown of the Devil reaches the level of a super artifact, perhaps with a single chance.

So the dragon is not anxious at all in the morning, let it hit the wall left and right in the Tower of Eternity.

After a full break of half an hour, Long Hao morning sat up vigorously, took several Lin Xin refined Dan medicine to recover strength, and then recovered spiritual strength through training.

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