Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 161

At the same time, a cold breath came out of the cave. His whole body was shriveled, like a corpse, especially his face, which was extremely wrinkled like dead wood.

The intense cold corpse aura circulated crazily in the opponent's body, and even rushed out from the back, turning into a frightening flame visible to the naked eye, like a raging fire, and the burning air was crackling and distorting.

Immediately, those who got close felt a sea of ​​imprisoned power filling their souls, as if what they saw at this moment was not just a single person, but a volcano that bred hot magma, a roaring and The torrential tsunami, an evil dragon that dominates the clouds.

Like a zombie, its eyes are cloudy, without a trace of human emotion, all of which illustrate a truth, he is the ruler of death, dry lame.

"Ruling?" A hoarse voice came from his limp voice. He scanned his surroundings, his cold eyes were like ice, which made people feel terrified.

legendary realm.

Do not!
Even though the dry lame is only in the legendary realm now, the power on his body is more turbulent and terrifying than the sky.

If the former is the scorching sun that irradiates snowflakes, unknowingly making people feel hot and anxious, then the dry lame is simply a melting pot, trying to melt all things at every moment.

There is no breath of life.

Corpse babies, corpse boys, and corpse demons.

For the sake of strength, Han Lai did not hesitate to refine himself into a corpse demon without any vital signs. This kind of spirit and character is by no means comparable to that of normal people.

The verdict came.

Although he didn't know how the ruling got here, Han Lai never showed any shock or loss. On the contrary, his face was always filled with a layer of murderous intent.

An existence that had dabbled in mythology and almost stepped into eternity at the beginning must not be viewed with common sense.

This is an old monster who has been famous for a long time. He has many cards in his hands. In fact, Judgment has never given up the idea of ​​chasing and killing him. end.

"Hanliu, I finally see you."

Looking at the ugly cheek in front of him, Tian Mu frowned solemnly, and for the first time, his eyes were full of gloomy pressure.

Han Lie stepped on the ground, and the surrounding stones gradually turned black because of his corpse.

An inexplicable sense of crisis.

Tianmu felt some strong sense of crisis from him. At first, confronting the crippled and severely injured body with epic power, Tianmu was still full of strong fighting spirit and chance of victory.

But now, when Hanliu was standing in front of her, Tianmu finally started to look at him squarely, Hanliu was stronger than she imagined.

She must use all her strength to defeat the dry lame.

What's more, Han Lai is a corpse demon, and the poison in his body has accumulated to an astonishing concentration. Once it breaks out, no one knows what will happen.

Compared with hating the butcher, the venom on his body is even more weird and vicious.

In the thrilling battle back then, even in an ambush, Hanliu still killed eight legends and severely injured the Light of Holy Radiance. More importantly, he escaped.

Even though his realm has fallen, his will to fight and the toxins on his body still make Tianmu have to be careful.

The black poison spreads rapidly.

Like a hurricane permeating the ground, it swept towards everyone.

Tian Muhao felt ominous, and glared suddenly, a ball was formed in front of her, torn apart like lightning, and smashed to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"Peng!"

"Soul Leaked!"

Yang Shuo swept back at an extremely fast speed. At this time, it was no longer a battle he could participate in. He had to retreat to a safe position.

As a soul warlock, Tianmu has many terrifying methods. Under ingenious manipulation, she can transform her soul into any form.

This is a terrible attack.

Shadowless and invisible, after advancing to a certain level, she is even able to control the enemy's body for a short period of time.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The power of the soul that crazily spun on the ground without a trace, but carried a terrifying power, not only washed away the poison at the first time, but then directly hit the dry lame like a rainbow.

"puff"

A bang!
This gigantic monster, like a collapsing mountain peak, hit Hanliu directly, and the force of the burst scattered, causing Hanliu's shirt to burst completely, leaving a red scar.

Black and red blood clots were coughed out of the dry lame mouth, and the cold and wrinkled cheeks were covered with blood at this time, like a ferocious demon crawling out of hell.

Even if Hanlae's body has been strengthened, it is difficult to withstand this kind of crushing. He must react, otherwise he will die!
"Break it for me!"

The dry lame right hand brought up the faint black light, forming a giant palm, and smashed the rolling force with all its strength, and scattered it around.

"Hanli, I will strangle you today. Do you still remember those ghosts who died under your hands?"

Tian Mu's face was gloomy, full of disgust, she took a step forward, and her momentum became more intense and terrifying.

epic.

The brief confrontation made each other test the reality of the other, and the dry lame no longer underestimated. As the injury evolved into raging anger, he stared at the sky and made a voice from his throat: "Damn me? Judgment, you are the ones who should be damned!" , you hateful bone maggots, I will refine you into the ugliest spotted corpse, and let you suffer endless pain and torture!"

crisis!

The murderous intent of the opponent made Tianmu force himself to face it squarely, and to face the next life-and-death battle with all his attention.

Two strange figures flashed out of the cave.

The former was rotten all over, like a mountain of meat, covered with limbs and heads, like a mutated deformity in a mother's womb, exuding strange energy fluctuations.

The latter is a male, his appearance is ordinary, but his body is white, like ceramics without any impurities, like a delicate fired product.

However, a few bright red blood stains destroyed the skin like a work of art, and looking down along the blood stains, he held a human head in his hands in horror.

Hundreds of corpses.

wight.

Yang Shuo's eyes widened, and his heart was ups and downs. The dry lame really had some trump cards. These two weird zombies both had the strength of the legendary realm.

The former used a secret method to smelt a hundred corpses together, and it was filled with destruction, evil, resentment, gloom, depression, and countless dark energies.

It can be said that this is a man-made monster. During their lifetime, these people were tortured to death and disabled, and then slowly embedded in the body of a zombie. Countless hatred and resentment turned into strength, giving the other party terror Sombre power.

"horrible."

Yang Shuo muttered to himself.

Sure enough, each of these long-established monsters is not easy to mess with.

(End of this chapter)