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792. Convergence of Eight Directions 8

If they can't take the initiative, don't blame their king.

The dark wind whistled, killing and ferocious.

And in this ferocious situation, the Black Hell's all-out attack became even more noisy.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly..."

"Damn, who are these people? Why are they not afraid of attacks at all?..." [

"I don't know, go back quickly, ah..."

On the eighth level of hell, the Black Hell soldiers who had charged bravely were now retreating.

In front of them, a group of extremely powerful human beings with a height of more than three meters were approaching step by step.

The Behemoth tribe has extremely powerful physical defense.

They can defend most of the attacks from the elves and mermaids who are also ancient relics.

Not to mention the attacks from the black hell in front of us.

It's just like tickling a lion, it's of no use at all.

Suddenly, I saw the brilliant sparks of spiritual power.

As if entering an uninhabited land, the Behemoths rush in and destroy everything in their path.

"Friends, speed." Qianyelan, who was sitting on the shoulders of the female leader of the Behemoth tribe, shouted condescendingly among a group of tall Behemoth tribesmen.

"Okay." The rough reply sounded immediately.

The Behemoth chariot immediately became faster and faster.

The big hands waved, the long legs kicked, no matter how powerful you built the formation, it was completely destroyed by you.

However, Black Hell's offensive was completely useless against them.

He is simply a blessed darling.

The rumbling sound kept ringing, which was absolutely powerful.

As the survivors continued to appear, the King of Hell's face looked very ugly.

At this time, amid the beacon smoke, all the black people gathered in the Emperor Sha's palace.

Fengyun never raised his head to look at the King of Hell, he just played with the chess pieces in his hand, absolutely cruel.[

"King Zun." And in this absolute coldness, Tian He, the first general of Black Hell, suddenly appeared next to the King of Hell and nodded towards the King of Hell.

Seeing this, the King of Hell's always cold face suddenly flashed a sneer.

He raised his head, turned around, looked into the distance, and sneered: "Helian Fengyun, I hope you can still be so cold."

As he spoke, a black beam of light slowly appeared in the distance.

Feng Yun frowned and raised his head for the first time to look into the turbulent distance.


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