Chen Dao covered his mouth, gasped, and felt a chill running down his spine. Chen Dao saw that some vital parts of the strong corpse demon were actually covered with a thick layer of black cuticles, and those cuticles were raised.
The countless spikes look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
In Demonic Corpse Ridge, although the black-armored demon is the lowest level demon, it is still a demon-level existence. It is different from the zombie demon who only knows how to kill but has no consciousness. It has extremely high intelligence, and its body is more powerful.
Only the fifth-level warriors of Crescent City can compete with it. To kill a black-armored demon, at least an eighth-level berserker must be able to kill them.
"Pengpengpeng..."
Before Chen Dao could think too much, another large group of black things suddenly fell from the void, accompanied by a harsh scream.
A scene appeared that stunned Chen Dao.
It was a young man with long hair and five women.
The long-haired young man held an extremely sharp long knife in his hand. The long knife was sharp and gleaming, exuding a rare murderous aura.
After the long-haired young man fell to the ground, he immediately jumped up, holding the long knife and ran towards the black-armored demon. The long knife in his hand struck the powerful black-armored demon like lightning.
The black-armored demon seemed to have been seriously injured, and he kept roaring after being slashed by the long knife.
Amidst the roar that shook the sky, the demon heads that had been hidden scrambled to fly out from the corner of the Demon Corpse Ridge. However, they seemed to be frightened and did not dare to approach. They only hovered in the sky and made loud noises.
With a sharp scream, the black-armored demon was left to fight alone.
Chen Daoyou's fear at the beginning gradually turned into excitement, because he discovered that the black-armored corpse demon was no match for the long-haired young man. It was just that before he could burn the incense, the fierce black-armored corpse demon
He has been cut and bruised all over his body...
…
After Zhao Yuan fell, he was trapped in a strange place. He didn't think much about it and killed the demon head first. After all, the small ink-colored sword was still inside the body of the demon head.
What shocked Zhao Yuan was that after the devil's head entered this ferocious place, his huge body actually shrank to about the same size as him. However, he was still extremely strong, and the bulging muscles all over his body were like steel plates, covering
The black cuticles in critical areas are even more disturbing.
"kill!"
Zhao Yuan was full of fighting spirit, and the long knife in his hand stretched out endlessly, slashing at the tyrannical body of the devil's head one after another.
Although this devil's head is not flexible and a bit clumsy, its body is so powerful that it is rare in the world. Even with the sharpness of the black-backed long sword, it can only leave a series of shallow scars on its body. However, even so
, under Zhao Yuan's sword skills that were like the Yangtze River, the devil's head was also chopped into a mess, and he could only parry.
Of course, Zhao Yuan did not dare to get close, because the devil's head's sharp claws had black nails, which were extremely sharp and covered with black energy. It looked extremely vicious at first glance, so Zhao Yuan did not dare to kill without restraint.
"Zhao Yuan, get out of the way!" Wan Ling'er shouted softly.
Zhao Yuan and Wan Ling'er had a clear understanding of each other. When they heard the sound, they immediately understood and jumped back.
Just as Zhao Yuan retreated, a yellow talisman shot towards the devil's head like an arrow from a string.
"Peng"
The elixir was close to the devil's head and was activated by Wan Ling'er, suddenly bursting out with earth-shaking energy. The explosive energy blew the devil's head directly to the ground.
If we don’t kill him now, then we’ll wait until later!
Zhao Yuan likes to add insult to injury the most. When he saw the Devil's Head being blown to the ground, he immediately rushed forward, grabbed the Black-Hearted Divine Wood Sword on the Devil's Head's chest with both hands, stabbed it suddenly, and penetrated the Devil's Head's chest.
Eject far away to avoid the demon's death repercussions.
After the black-hearted wooden sword was pulled out of the demon's chest, a strange scene appeared. The wound on the chest actually projected countless radiances, and as the radiance dissipated, the rich evil corpse energy...
…
"Boom!"
In a burst of struggling and roaring sounds, the majestic and strong body of the Demon Head fell heavily on the rocks. In the sky, the demon heads flying all over the sky were instantly scattered.
Everyone who was still in shock breathed a sigh of relief.
Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth each protected Wan'er and Qiqi, their beautiful eyes staring closely at Wan Ling'er who was not far away.
At this moment, they have classified Wan Ling'er as an extremely dangerous person.
"Come out!" Zhao Yuan shouted suddenly in front of a pile of rocks.
"I'm out...Hero, don't kill me..."
Chen Dao rolled out from behind the rocks with his legs like sifting chaff, and looked at the long-haired young man who killed the black-armored demon with a frightened expression.
"Where is this place?" Zhao Yuan could naturally tell that this was a human being.
"Demon...Demon...Devil Ridge...Hero." Chen Dao stammered.
"Demon Corpse Ridge...how far is it from the Great Qin Empire?"
"The Great Qin Empire...I...we...here...there are no Great Qin Empire...heroes..."
"What?!" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Really...there is no...hero..."
"Where do you live?" Zhao Yuan frowned and stared at Chen Dao. He saw that Chen Dao had a sharp dagger in his hand.
"Crescent City, hero." Chen Dao finally stopped stammering.
"Crescent City...do any of you know about Crescent City?" Zhao Yuan turned around and asked several women.
"have no idea."
Several women said in unison.
Hearing the answers from several women in unison, Zhao Yuan secretly complained that something big had happened. They had inadvertently broken into the spiritual platform world of cultivators. Of course, the greater possibility was that it was a lost world. After all, if it was
In the spiritual platform world where there is a Lord, Master Ruolin, an old witch, will never be able to summon power easily.
Whether it is the Forgotten World or the Lingtai World, it is certain that there are gods in this world, because Master Ruolin summons those demons by borrowing the power of ancient gods. Without gods, Master Ruolin cannot
Borrowed.
"What are you doing here?" Zhao Yuan had no choice but to take one step at a time.
"Hero, I'm here to kill the zombie demon."
"Don't call me a hero. My surname is Zhao Mingyuan. Just call me Zhao Yuan. What's your name?"
"Brother Yuan, the younger one's name is Chen Dao."
"Well, Chen Dao, take us to Crescent City."
"Brother Yuan, we can't leave." Chen Dao looked around with a sad face.
"Can't leave anymore..."
Zhao Yuan raised his head and looked around, and was stunned. All around him, thousands of zombies were approaching bit by bit, overwhelming and silent, giving people an extremely weird and depressing atmosphere.
"The sound of your fight just now was too loud, which alerted the nearby zombie demons. They gathered in large numbers, forming the most terrifying zombie tide." Chen Dao couldn't help but tremble in his calf again.