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Three hundred and twenty-two broken city(2/2)

All the attacks around me were instantly evaporated. When people were surprised and saw such a grand occasion, they would be stunned subconsciously and slow down a lot. This little time was enough for me.

Everyone looked high in the air, as if there was only one person left between heaven and earth, that was their king, the Demon King Soul-Devouring.

Enjoy the power of the body like the sea, and I can't help but roar to the sky. Real dragon, my friend, destroy our enemies!

"The dragon of the True Dragon Dominates the World!"

Word by word, the sound shook thousands of miles, and the entire battlefield could be heard clearly. It was the invincible attack of the Demon King's soul-devouring attack.

The eight-clawed golden dragon grew from small to large, roaring out, and the powerful dragon energy of the carrier soared into the sky and rushed straight to the city gate!

And I will never die and react first, "Cheer, hurry, shoot that pervert to death!"

The bow and arrows and magic poured out again, but what's the use?

The eight-clawed golden dragon has rushed towards the incomplete city gate with a rush of force!

Boom~~~

Destroy with the two sword guards who are closest to the goalkeeper!

Summon Xiaocai and raise the bloodthirsty demon sword high.

"Warriors of the Demon Knights, move forward!"

"Kill~~~"

Drought thunder broke out on the flat ground, and the 80,000 knights began to charge, while the people in the Killer Hall began to be timid, but they had no way out, and countless bows and arrows and magic rushed over again.

There is undoubtedly a great lethality, but it is no longer a problem for the war-torn demon cavalry group. As an arrow, more than 20,000 people can integrate the fighting spirit into the overall resistance to external attacks, and follow-up is enough!

To flatten, we must flatten the killer!
Chapter completed!
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