Chapter 489

"Cough!"

It's still too dangerous for mages to play melee. It's OK to deal with low-level monsters. For guys at the level of demon lord, let special melee players do melee

Erase the blood foam from the corners of his mouth, an Yizhi found that his blood volume was close to the danger line. After all, he was dissatisfied with his blood volume. If he didn't hold the big shield in the void, he would have hung up long ago.

Touching the "blood of the true ancestor", this thing can coo and instantly return to full life. However, this thing is more precious, and an Yizhi hesitated to drink it.

At the moment of his hesitation, the demon lord stepped out of the smoke. He recovered his eyesight and saw an pointing out that he was going to get up.

"Heal slander! Justice shield!"

This foot kicked him out like a football, thanks to an awesome response, a healing injury that allowed the life to jump up a bit, half of the physical defense provided by the shield and the empty shield, which was also quite powerful.

The Demon Lord also wondered. He knew that an Yizhi was by no means a false name. How could the demon lord be so obsessed without two brushes? He wondered why an Yizhi had to come to play melee and fight hard, Shi Lezhi?

"Fool, you can drink Laozi's foot washing water as if you were a ghost"

The plan went smoothly. The only thing that made an Yizhi dissatisfied was that the bottle of Zhenzu's blood fell to the ground and broke before he could drink it.

The Demon Lord was stunned when he heard the speech. He didn't know whether an Yizhi was bluffing. He was about to say something, but he found that his lips were stuffed with cotton, his tongue was stiff like bacon, and his whole body was filled with a sense of paralysis like pouring sand. It was very laborious without a small action.

Under his left leg, a prop with a one handed sword handle and a blade almost as long as a dagger is inserted. At this time, it is shining white light, which is the holy light most hated and hated by evil creatures such as demons.

[holy mark]

Properties: consumables

Effect: the evil creature stabbed by this item will not be able to move, touch and pull out by itself.

Description: the broken holy sword fights evil to death with the remains of firm faith. (see Chapter 277 for source)

Just looking at the description, even the three giants of the abyss can stay with the effect of the holy mark, but an Yizhi understands that many props in the brave man's world can't just look at the description, especially the consumables that act on other creatures. We must consider each other's level and strength. The stronger the enemy is, the lower the effect will be.

This is why an Yizhi said that to weaken the Demon Lord as much as possible, he must maximize the effect of the holy mark.

Now, everything is developing smoothly according to an Yizhi's plan. He struggled to get up, opened the wings of the dragon with a Shua, climbed up quickly, and didn't stop until more than 30 meters.

"That big fool, take him and walk away."

Tianxuanxing: "

An Yizhi doesn't know the three people of the star light. Although they are particularly famous professional players, an Yizhi hasn't paid attention to this. He only knows who the star light is. He hasn't even seen the photos.

Tianxuanxing didn't argue with an about his words. He hurried as far as he could with tianshuxing on his back

Nonsense, as soon as Ann pointed at this posture, he knew that he was ready to open up. At this time, he didn't run and waited for accidental injury?

——Pop!

Hands together, the crisp slap sound is very magical. It seems to run through the space. Obviously, the sound is not big, but it seems to reach any corner.

A lot of spells were read out line by line. The huge and heavy pressure like Mount Tai hit the demon lord's heart. The total amount of terrible magic could scare the timid mage, and the magic power composed of mysterious runes began to rise gradually.

The Demon Lord will not wait to die. He tries his best to restore control of his arm. It looks like a funny performance of slow motion. It is very difficult for him to move every centimeter, trying to pull out the holy mark stabbed into his calf.

It was not easy to reach the hilt. At the moment of contact, it bounced off its thick fingers like an electric shock.

What the hell is this! The wreckage of the holy sword?!

The Demon Lord sent out a series of the most vicious curses from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

An Yizhi's singing continued for more than one minute and ten seconds. He noticed that the light of the holy trace began to weaken. Fortunately, his singing was almost over.

The characters turn into golden lines. They are woven into countless large and small squares to form an array. Some are more than one meter in diameter, and some are only a few centimeters long. In an instant, they cover and wrap the space where the Demon Lord is located, like a golden top cover without a gap.

At this time, the demon lord finally felt that the sense of paralysis had completely disappeared. He ignored to pull out the holy mark of losing power, and frantically impacted the magic array to try to escape. Each impact would break out a disturbing burst, but the square refining array was quite strong and showed no sign of being broken through.

The Demon Lord is dominated by the desire to survive. Regardless of the possibility of hurting himself, he forcibly uses the spell of absolute cold winter to break the blockade.

But an Yizhi was one step faster than it. When the Demon Lord was about to start the ring, an Yizhi read the last character.

"12 serial alchemy explosions!"

The golden refining array starts instantly. The so-called explosion is not as earth shaking as Ann Yizhi imagined, but silent.

The refining array quickly squeezed and shrunk, and began to collapse at a rapid speed. Everything within a full area of more than 20 square meters was like being excavated, and all materials were compressed to a little.

This is the 12 serial alchemy explosions, the famous stunt of Nikolai Meyer. An Yizhi practiced disorder into a new skill obtained after clicking LV5 with the book of wisdom.

Niculemeyer used this spell to destroy the evil red lotus demon dragon. He also used this skill to defeat the powerful God of knowledge Ogma. The 12 serial alchemy explosions were his business card, and all creatures in the multiverse were terrified.

Of course, an Yi's finger is far less powerful than that of Nikolay Meyer. Even if it is the same skill, it may not be as powerful as that of Nikolay himself, but it should be no problem to deal with the almost disabled Demon Lord.

The ring of endless cold winter, even if it is a fake, its most troublesome place is the self regeneration ability brought by "Immortality". The serial alchemy explosion directly decomposes the Demon Lord from the material level. If he can regenerate himself, an Yizhi can only show that you are awesome! Then play GG in laughter.

However, like most adventure stories, it's hard not to have some changes at the end. Like the 12 serial alchemy explosions, changes appeared when they were about to finish the final end.

The huge abyss portal in the sky twisted and fluctuated, and then a dark purple beam more than three meters thick was shot from it, which just hit the 12 serial alchemy explosions. The latter burst, revealing that the Demon Lord still had more than half of his broken body.

"Sleeping trough! What the hell!"

An Yizhi pressed all the treasures for this strike, exhausted his physical strength and hit the bottom of his life. Now it all depends on the dragon's wings to consume magic and float in the sky. If there is any strong enemy

I'm really afraid of what comes from what. When an Yizhi secretly screamed bad, a huge and terrible figure stepped out of the abyss portal.

Its upper body looks like a strong two headed baboon, with brownish red hair and sharp tiger teeth. Its lower body looks like a lizard, dragging several snake like tails, and the faint flashing scales give off an evil aura. Although the disproportionate lower body seemed a little ridiculous, Ann couldn't point it out.

Dimoggan, one of the three giants of the abyss, the devil Lord

"Waste! I can't even do such a small thing"

The ice devil, who had inhaled more than seven, struggled to grab the ground with his head, as if praying for the forgiveness of the Demon Lord.

Timogan is famous for his cruelty. If it weren't for the sake of the bloody battle in the abyss and the usefulness of the cold ice devil, there was no need to save him. The devil Lord was never merciful to the losers.

"You, an Yizhi, a mortal"

The two baboons of dimoggan made terrible sounds. By sight and language alone, they felt that the soul seemed to be separated from the body and fell into the endless abyss.

The double-sided staff shines brightly, clearing Ann's head with one finger.

The devil Lord is really terrible.

Double faced person - the magic wand in good form seems to have the effect of isolating the speech power of the Demon Lord. Without it, it is very difficult to keep awake.

Anyi pointed out that he was going to scold. Anyway, he was definitely dead in the face of the devil Lord. He died with dignity after having a mouth addiction. He changed and regenerated the next moment. He saw the devil Lord and then stepped back.

"Oh, oh, it's just a separation. It's fun to bully children?"

On the ground, the shattered blood of Zhenzu floated out of thin air. The blood mass the size of fingernail expanded rapidly, rolled up the blood red whirlwind and turned into a girl wearing a Gothic Lori skirt.

"The true ancestor of vampires? Do you want to fight against the abyss, too?"

"I just don't like those acts of bullying the small with the big. Besides..."

A blood bead appeared in the air and quickly turned into a roaring blood dragon.

"... I'm also very protective."

The girl who appeared was really Dracula who had met once.

"Why are you here?"

An Yi pointed out in surprise. It is reasonable to say that even if the vampire true ancestor is in the neutral camp, he should not be hostile to the devil. You know, many vampires live in the abyss.

"Entrusted by others"

Dracula looked up at Ann, and her lovely eyebrows wrinkled, because it has always been the body of the ten thousand year Laurie. Dracula doesn't like looking up and cares about her height.

She waved to commander An Yi, who found that the floating effect of the Dragon Wing was out of control and was dragged to the ground by Dracula.

Knowing that she meant no harm, Ann didn't panic and asked:

"By whom?"

"Hehe"

An Yizhi: "

Paralysis, I hate hehe.

"Sleep, boy"

"Wait, I..."

Without waiting for an to point out, he felt an unprecedented sense of sleepiness. His eyelids immediately couldn't support it. It was like closing his eyes all night for three days.

Before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard Dracula's words.

"My name is Vlad III. If I call my concubine Dracula again, I will be spanked ~"

Then it was dark, followed by the system prompt.

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