Indeed, there were a lot of variables in this demon assessment. A Shura actually appeared, which Taiyuan did not expect.
In the void, Howard looked at Andrew leisurely, with a calm and indifferent expression. He really had nothing to worry about. With Shura's strength, facing a seven-star demon like Andrew, there would be no pressure.
On the contrary, Andrew's current situation is a bit worse. Howard has Shura's strength, so it is not something he can deal with. It is even difficult to save his life now. There is no way. The strength gap between the Seven-Star Demon and Shura is at least ten times. He is
If you want to escape, it all depends on Howard's mood.
And at this time, a large number of god-level experts rushed out of the fog not far away. These people were all people who came to participate in the demon assessment. Their target was not Howard, the undead king, but the people under Howard's command.
Messenger of the Dead.
Not long after, hundreds of middle gods came in, and their eyes were focused on the castle not far away.
When Andrew saw these people appearing, his eyes lit up slightly, and his thoughts began to swirl, wanting to see if there was any chance to escape. His idea was very simple, which was to use these middle gods to attract Howard's attention, and then take advantage of it himself
Ran away.
Howard glanced at the middle gods who were killing him with a cold look. His mind moved. In the castle, the whistling wind sounded, and a large black shadow rushed out. The black shadows that rushed out were all men in black robes.
These people exude a dead and cold aura. They wear cloaks and their faces cannot be seen clearly, but they have a terrifying aura.
"It's the messenger of the dead, kill!"
When many middle gods saw these men in black robes rushing out, they immediately screamed and then rushed over.
The number of undead messengers is not that large, that is, around one hundred and close to two hundred people. Compared with those who participated in the demon assessment, the number is far inferior.
"Good guy, these undead messengers are not simple." Taiyuan watched quietly from the side, and was suddenly a little surprised. Although these undead messengers wearing black robes had strange auras, none of them were weak.
Whoops, in the blink of an eye, the valley fell into a melee. The messengers of the dead and the god-level experts who came to participate in the demon assessment were all fighting. Swords were flying, and sometimes gods were thrown around, corpses one after another.
Falling from the sky.
The brutal killings began.
Taiyuan thought in his heart and quietly blended into the crowd. Since he was here to take part in the demon assessment, he naturally wanted to kill a few undead messengers.
Phew, with a flash of green light, Taiyuan appeared in front of an undead messenger.
The undead messenger he faced had cold eyes, as if he had no emotion at all. He was just a killing machine. When he saw Taiyuan coming, he waved his arm and a dark sickle appeared in his hand. The strong aura of death came from the sickle.
spread out.
This is a veritable death scythe.
This undead messenger also practiced the rules of death. He remained silent and silent. He swung the black sickle in his hand, drew a dark black line, and slashed towards Taiyuan's neck.
The icy breath surged in. This undead messenger obviously had a lot of combat experience, and it was a killing move. There was a strong power of the law of death lingering on the sickle, and the void was cut out between the flow of dark halo.
The gap comes.
"Good luck here, he actually practices the rules of death." Taiyuan was a little excited. This messenger of the dead actually practiced the rules of death. It just allowed him to feel the mystery of the rules of death. This time he came to the mountain of the dead.
When the fog of rotting souls passed by, he vaguely understood a lot of the mysteries of the rules of death. Now he met another person who practiced the rules of death. In this way, he could feel the rules of death from this undead messenger.
It's mysterious.
Qiang, a thin thin sword, slightly transparent, used in Taiyuan's hand, erratic, like the breeze, everywhere, the sword light flashes, dings a few crisp sounds, the sickle of the undead messenger
It was blocked by life and death.
At the same time, Taiyuan didn't just accept attacks without fighting back. He thrust out his sword, the sword light flashed, and a cyan edge swept over. This was the use of the mysterious dimension.
Now that Taiyuan is facing this undead messenger, he will naturally not use the clone of the God of Destiny. Instead, he will use the clone of the God of Wind to fight against the enemy. Only in this way can he hone his strength to the maximum extent.
The light in the eyes of the undead messenger was dark, and all Taiyuan's movements seemed to be clearly seen by him. Facing this sword, his expression was still cold. The sickle in his hand drew mysterious arcs, and Taiyuan's attacks also came one after another.
Out of action.
Taiyuan and the undead messenger fought fiercely again and again, with swords flashing and sickles flying. Both of them were killers in every move, showing no mercy.
Of course, Taiyuan still has reservations. When fighting this undead messenger, he usually only uses the power of the mysterious law alone, without using the power of the fusion of the mysterious. This is to balance the strength of the two to the maximum extent, and then die from this
The spirit messenger understands more rules of death.
"I see, there are so many mysteries in the rules of death, and the most exquisite one is the use of the soul." Taiyuan felt that every attack of the undead messenger carried a strange power of soul attack.
, wanting to destroy his soul, his understanding of the rules of death became more profound.
For a god-level powerhouse, material damage is nothing. Even if his hands and feet are cut off, his body is mutilated, it is nothing. Even if his head is cut off, he will not die. These are not real deaths. Only the death of the soul is a death.
The ironclad evidence that the mark of human life has completely disappeared. Therefore, the most mysterious and profound aspect of the rules of death is the study of the soul.
During the battle with the undead messenger, Taiyuan was greatly shocked by all the soul mysteries about the rules of death, and at the same time, he was even more delighted.
He finally understood why among the many laws and rules, only the Rule of Death has the most thorough research on the soul. The soul itself is the core mystery of the Death Rule.
Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye. Taiyuan found that it was impossible for him to learn more secrets of the rules of death from this undead messenger in a short period of time, so he could no longer continue fighting. With a thought, he
The sword struck out, the sword light trembled, and a blue shadow shot out instantly, passing through the hole between the eyebrows of the undead messenger. With a pop, the undead messenger fell to the ground.
With this sword, Taiyuan used the fusion of mysteries in the law of wind, the fusion of wind element, dimension, sound wave, and vocal music. Although the fusion of the two mysteries of sound wave and vocal music and the other two mysteries has not been completely completed,
But this undead messenger was not something that could be resisted. He was completely killed with just one sword strike.
With a straight body, Taiyuan waved his hand and put away the identity plate around the undead messenger's waist, as well as his space ring, and then quietly disappeared into the crowd.
And just when Taiyuan left, the battle in front of the entire castle became more and more fierce. Both the god-level experts and the undead messengers who participated in the demon assessment died, causing heavy casualties.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the void.
"Andrew, you want to escape? How is that possible? Do you think these trash can provide you with cover? You are so naive. Since you came to kill me today, you will only die."
This voice was so cold and cruel that many people felt their hearts tremble when they heard it, as if they had encountered a terrible natural enemy.
Both pairs of shocked eyes looked towards the sky, and the fighting between the god-level experts and the undead messengers who participated in the assessment temporarily stopped.
Then everyone saw a figure in red and an old man in black robes fighting in the sky.
The most frightening thing among them was the old man in black, with a skinny figure, but at this time he was showing great power. With his bare hands, he just slapped the man in red with one palm after another.
With each palm strike, streaks of black divine light continued to spread, and the sword in the man's hand in red waved wildly, emitting a blazing halo, constantly crushing the dark divine light, but there was too much dark divine light.
It was too strong. Although the long sword of the man in red was sharp, it was a little preoccupied with one thing and not the other. Not long after, he was struck by several jet-black divine lights.
That black divine light was obviously an extremely terrifying thing. Every time a jet-black divine light hit the man in red, he would tremble violently, as if he was suffering from terrible pain, and his face would become increasingly pale.
"Howard, you forced me to do this. If you want to kill me, you will have to pay a heavy price!"
Andrew in red suddenly roared, his voice full of despair and madness. By now he knew that he was finished. It was impossible to kill Howard today, and it was even impossible to save his own life, so
He tried his best and fought to the death, even if he died, he would not let Howard have an easy time.
Boom, a dazzling red light suddenly bloomed from Andrew's body, like a blazing sun. Thousands of miles around turned red. The raging high temperature spread, and the plants in the surrounding mountains were all destroyed by this terrible temperature.
Become withered and twisted.
Ah, a shrill scream sounded. Andrew burned his soul and his divine power, all of which burst out. The long sword in his hand emitted a terrifying light, and the sword energy blasted out, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, completely locking Howard.
Buzz, high in the sky, there was chaos, the space was torn apart, countless rays of light exploded in it, and the terrifying aftermath spread in all directions.
The most tragic ones were the median gods and undead messengers who were closest to the two of them. However, as the aftermath spread, dozens of people were completely annihilated. Their divine bodies were shattered, leaving only the hard godhead.
Ahem, after the explosion, several coughs sounded, and Howard's figure was revealed.
His clothes were in a mess, his mouth was bleeding, and his face was even paler.
Andrew's last blow was obviously a desperate one. It was not easy to follow. Even a Shura like Howard would be injured.
Although it was not life-threatening, some embarrassment was inevitable, which made Howard's eyes even more sinister.
Soon his attention fell on those people who came to take the demon assessment.
A cruel murderous intention enveloped everyone, and everyone felt a shudder.