Chapter 194: The Sir Demon Clan

Vimeshu didn't answer, his eyes narrowed, and a red light flashed. He turned over and rode on Xiaobao and took the lead.

"Okay, Amumu, don't cry anymore, am I here? I'm going up, are you with me?" Wugu didn't jump. Han Feng pressed Amumu's little head and comforted him affectionately.

Amumu wiped his nose and tears on Hanfeng's clothes and nodded firmly. "That bad uncle said, if Amumu was not powerful enough, the master would not want me. All Amumu is very powerful now."

When Han Feng thought about it, the bad uncle in Amumu's mouth must be the god of death. One of the reasons why he came to hell was because of Amumu. Han Feng smiled bitterly and no longer thought about it. He followed Vimishu and faced the terrifying abyss demon clan.

"Mr. Qingzhi is not good, and he has appeared from the abyss. A Knight of the Ninth Temple of the Sir Demon Clan, which only appears in the depths of the abyss, has already taken it up." A communication soldier rushed into the military camp nervously and reported the news to the person in charge of the entire valley - the aging god shì Qingzhi.

Qingzhi put down the documents in her hand, frowned, and glanced at the other gods with the same solemn expression around her. She sank a little in the acquiescent expressions of other gods. "Send a cross star knight team and the sickle of the god of death to support it."

"Yes" the communications soldier was about to retreat when a majestic voice suddenly appeared in the military camp. "No need."

When Qingzhi heard this voice, she immediately lowered her head respectfully and knelt on one knee. "Qingzhi greets Lord Death." Several other gods also hurriedly stood up. "Worship Lord Death"

"Get up. Someone from the Sir Demon Clan has gone to clean up. You can arrange some manpower and transfer several legions around. Even the Sir Demon Clan has been able to come out. It seems that the abyss does not intend to continue to test the attack. The cracks in the abyss are getting bigger and bigger, and the seal of the ex-God of Death is finally going to expire. Are you all mentally prepared?" Wugu said without jumping. There is no joy or sorrow in the tone of Death. He looked at the gods deeply and asked.

Qingzhi raised her head, her eyes full of determination. "Yes, Lord Death, everyone here did not intend to leave alive when they entered this valley, and they would not retreat." The gods shì also looked at the god of death with determination. "Fight to death without retreating"

"Very good. Let's go out and see the person selected in the prophecy." Death smiled with relief, turned around and walked out of the military camp. Qingzhi looked at the deceased back of the god of death with admiration, and followed step by step.

Although Vimesh grew taller after two years, it was still much different from the Sir demons in front of him. Just when Vimesh shouldn't have started, a thin layer of water flow wrapped the entire Sir demons. The Sir demons suspectedly waved the big bāng in their hands, dispelling the thin mist. Several cross-shaped water flows appeared, gently pressed on the skin of the Sir demons, and in an instant it turned into thin frost and frozen on the Sir demons.

A large amount of water appeared at the feet of the Sir demons, and the limbs of the lower body of the Sir demons were frozen in the ice and could not move.

Looking at several cross-shaped marks, Vimesh knew it, raised his sword and rushed towards the cross-shaped ice mark nearest waist. A blue ice cone flew over Vimesh, and first Vimesh stepped into the center of the cross-shaped ice mark on his waist. Someone had an ice cone as long as an arm and most of the remaining ones were still outside. Similarly, there was an ice cone in the center of each cross-shaped ice mark, both long and short.

Vimeshu immediately withdrew his sword and raised his shield. The dark shield "Blood Sea Shield Strike" hit the end of the ice cone hard, but failed to completely crash into it, just went deeper. Vimeshu's attack was not over yet, and the shield attached to the end of the ice cone was still hitting the ice cone with a slight amplitude, as if one bob after another.

As the shield's slight impact on the ice cone gradually penetrated into the waist of the Sir demon clan. When it was only one-third of the position, it could not be nailed into it.

Just as Vimesh was about to use other skills, a howling sound of breaking through the air came from above, and a large stone with a flowing flame and a large iron bāng shone on Vimesh. Seeing the slow speed, Vimesh smiled disdainfully, quickly retreated and avoided the two strikes on his head.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded loudly in my heart, and a feeling of extreme danger was approaching. When I turned around, I saw a wooden man with poisonous water approaching quickly at an unimaginable speed. Vimeshu smiled bitterly and said carelessly.

As he was about to hit Vimesh, a gray-blue lightning flashed by. The Sir demons stared at the wood who had not hit him, and couldn't figure out the feeling of not hitting him.

Lightning put Vimesh down in front of Han Feng, and Vimesh's face was a little embarrassed. "Make a mistake, come again." After saying that, Han Feng rushed out. Looking at Vimesh who had become a little reckless, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seemed that Huo Xiu's xìng style dominated.

"The Power of Artifacts" Facing the three big bāngs coming towards him, Vimesh shouted loudly, and countless Vimesh appeared in the surprised eyes of the Sir demons. The Sir demons should not have hit any one. They swept across and swept to a large area of ​​Vimesh. The real Vimesh has actually arrived at the position of the previous ice cone.

"Raging Power" Bimishu's arm muscles suddenly swelled, and the red light of the shield in his hand flashed. With a "bang", the entire ice cone seemed to have broken through some defense of the Sir demon clan, and the roots were completely immersed in the abdomen. The frost quickly spread around, covering the skin on the abdomen.

"Roar" The Sir Demons roared with pain, and three big bāngs hit Vimesh from three angles. Of course, Vimesh, who had suffered a loss once, would not be fooled again. He jumped on the rough skin of the Sir Demons and jumped several times in a row, and then appeared directly under the third arm of the Sir Demons' growth. This place is not like a human armpit, which can be pinched, but it seems like a sudden extra part that cannot be bent. The second ice cone is here.

"Raging Forces of Furious Shield Strike" shields flashing red light hit the end of the ice cone one after another, and in just a moment the entire ice cone was nailed into it. As the ice cone was nailed into it, the Sir demons screamed again, and the originally agile third hand suddenly drooped weakly. It seemed that the third hand controlled the nerves at this position.

Han Feng saw that the third hand that could be bent behind had failed, and his body flashed and appeared at the neck of the Sir demon clan.

"Electric Light Spike" Han Feng kicked the ice cone in the center of the cross mark away with a kick. Liu Nian penetrated into the skin of the Sir demon clan with weak force. Looking at the white wound, the ice touched his hand and completely penetrated the neck of the Sir demon clan and disappeared.

Han Feng looked at the rows of ice cones on his spine, frowned, and looked at Amumu in his arms. Amumu nodded. A stream of water that was thicker than the body of the Sir demon appeared out of thin air, and hit the spine of the Sir demon with one end as a pinnacle like a pendulum bell. The water flow was still in the air, and it was completely frozen into ice. It hit the entire row of ice cones hard, and all the ice cones were knocked into it.

"Puff" The Sir demons spewed out a mouthful of blood with a rotten smell, and their whole body became weaker.

Just when the cold wind wanted to detour the front to help Vimesh, a sudden change broke out, and a yin wind came from the abyss. A black shadow hit the cold wind at an unimaginable speed. The cold wind turned into ice crystals all over the sky and dissipated into the air.

"It also has a head on its tail." Han Feng's mouth was covered with blood. Although the ice clone used at the critical moment, Han Feng was still half a beat slower and was in the tail of the Sir demon clan. When Vimesh heard this, he immediately rushed out of violent force, nailed the ice cone on the left shoulder of the Sir demon clan, and used the power of artifacts, and one of the míhuò Sir demon clan flashed away from the attack position.

When Han Feng saw that Vimesh was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief. A head like shè was growing at the top of the tail of the Sir demon clan, and the Triangle's eyes were filled with anger. Fortunately, its tail was not long enough to touch the back and could not continue to move forward, otherwise Han Feng would not have time to remind Vimesh that he had been hit.

"How many ice cones in Vimesh have not been completed?" Han Feng asked weakly. Just by rubbing, Han Feng's internal organs felt like they were displaced. It was hard to imagine what kind of scene would be if he was hit on the front.

Vimeshe stared at the right shoulder of the Sir demon clan. "It's still one of the right shoulders."

"Forget it, don't go, maybe it has the means to not use it, just one is short." Han Feng nodded, stretched out his hands toward the direction of the Sir Demons, and closed his eyes.

The frost that had been slowly spreading suddenly covered the entire body of the Sir demon clan with the ice cone as the center.

"The Secret of Frost" Although the cold wind just murmured softly, it was like a demonic sound that could be heard by people in the entire valley. In a moment, with each ice cone as the center, except for the head of the Sir demon clan, starting from the back of the neck, the blood of the Hill demon clan gradually turned into crystal ice cubes.

"Pakka" The ice slowly cracked. As the heads of the Sir demons did not freeze, large pieces of ice fell off its body. The entire upper body collapsed, and a large amount of ice chips rose.

Fortunately, the cold wind prevented Vimesh from continuing to move forward, and the red smoke emitted from the mouth of the Sir demons was also poisonous. The head on the tail of the Sir demons immediately rushed to the abyss when they saw that the situation was not good.
Chapter completed!