The light curtain formed by the hot magma instantly submerged anyavili's body.

Covered with magma, anyavili's body was covered with a lot of steam, but he did not feel pain.

"Damn..."

In the face of the attack launched by the demon, anyavili gave a low roar.

Anyavili doesn't know what means the evil devil used to eject the magma, but his behavior has deeply aroused the anger of the high-level devil.

"You fool, how dare you take the magma to deal with the pure blood devil born in the purgatory! Damn it, I'll kill you! "

Anyavelli raised his hand and wiped the hot lava from his face, revealing his dark red eyes.

No matter who sent the abyss demon, no matter what his purpose, anyavili is not prepared to leave his life. His behavior of spraying magma has deeply angered the high-level demon.

For high-level demons with pure blood, what they can't tolerate most is the offense from low-level demons. Once this behavior appears, it often ends in death.

The fire of hatred burst out from anyavili's eyes. In front of him, it seemed that the image of the demon being torn to pieces had emerged.

Anyavelli seems to have thought of countless ways to torture the abyss demon. In hell, there is no lack of tools to torture other demons.

However, all the pictures are just anyavelli's own imagination. The actual situation in front of him will not change because of his imagination.

Under the gaze of anyavelli, the seemingly ordinary devil in front of him suddenly released a dark red mist. As if he had lifted some disguise, he became huge and his skin became dark yellow.

After the camouflage is removed, the dark yellow demon shows his real body and surpasses anyavili. In front of the dark yellow demons, the original huge pure blood demons are just like the gap between adults and children.

With the appearance of the dark yellow devil, the oppressive feeling fills the whole dock hall. Even the outward passage is blocked at this time.

Looking at the huge devil and the dark red fog he released, anyavili was stunned. Before he said anything, his whole body was covered by the fog.

"Is this... The power of disease?" Seems to think of something, for this red fog, he made his own judgment.

Anyavili, who has the ability to detect lies, knows that what the evil devil originally said is true, and he doesn't cheat at all in language.

According to the evil devil, among the demons who first entered the magic dock and now have left, there is indeed a powerful demon who can use the power of epidemic.

According to anyavili's feelings, the demon who used the power of epidemic disease was probably the dark yellow demon in front of him.

Anyavelli did not know the purpose of the dark yellow devil, but through his action of spraying magma, it was obvious that the devil was not good at it.

Under the shadow of this dark red fog, the blood of high-level demons enables anyavili to see through the obstacles in front of him and look directly at the enemies outside the fog.

Anyavelli raised his hand, and there were several small red spots on his arm. Compared with his body shape, the red spots were so small that if you don't look carefully, you can't find them. Besides, he didn't feel anything different.

Feeling the killing intention of the dark yellow devil, anyavili gave a cold hum, and his eyes also showed some disdain.

"Is this the power of disease? It seems that this power has no effect on a pure demon like me. "

Looking at the almost invisible red dot on his arm, anyavelli said contemptuously.

The blood of high-level demons has brought him strong resistance, which is similar to the power of disease. He doesn't even have a decent spell to bring him high damage. He doesn't understand why the dark yellow demons want to release this red fog, but from the results, this red fog has no effect.

However, I do not know why, from the dark yellow devil's calm and calm eyes, anyavili felt a little abnormal.

Maybe it's because the dark yellow devil is too calm, maybe he has a faint sense of danger in his heart. Although he has not been hurt by the epidemic, he always feels that something is wrong.

Raising his hand, anyavili was just about to show the power of the pure blood devil and attack the dark yellow devil, but he felt a burst of weakness and could not make any effort.

He lowered his head, but saw the red dot on his arm, which had spread. He tried to touch the red dots, but only felt the soft touch. The tough skin of the high-level devil was now undergoing some special changes.

"What did you do?" Anyavili asked, but he didn't get the answer from the dark yellow devil.

Aware of the mistake, anyavili opened his wings behind him and just left the ground with his feet. He was planning to break through the blockade by relying on the powerful power of the high-level demon. Suddenly, he felt heavy and fell to the ground from the air in front of the dark yellow demon.

He didn't understand what had happened and tried to flap the huge bat wings behind him, but there was no response behind him. He turned around and looked at his back in disbelief. His bat wings were in good condition, but there was no feeling there, as if they didn't exist.

Anyavelli has never heard of this power, and even the blood of the great demons who can recognize other demonic abilities has no record of this unique power.

This may be a unique spell, or something else, but at this time, under the limitation of this power, anyavili felt the fear of the unknown.

Even though the bat wings behind him could not be used and his arms were abnormal, anyavelli did not give up. He gazed at the dark yellow devil and lit a dark flame all over his body.

Waiting for him, it is dark yellow demon show sneer, and slightly raised hands.

The next moment, the dark liquid gushes out from anyavili's body. The red spots on his body become the vent of the dark liquid. His body is rapidly melting, and the power in his body is also rapidly passing away.

"I'll take your demon blood."

When anyavelli's consciousness was blurred, the dark yellow devil's deep words came to his ear.

The next moment, his body exploded, from which gushed not blood, but dark green viscous liquid.