Augustus Under the Horseshoe

A wisp of pale smoke made up of thousands of illusory skulls slowly oozes the arrow of death, and the sharp cluster of arrows reflecting the light of thunder, like a vague smoke, slowly rises from the edge of the arrow and rushes straight into the sky.

The countless pale skeletons opened their illusory mouths made of smoke at the same time, and let out a terrifying howl! The sorrowful wailing even overwhelmed the roar of thunder in the sky.

The lord of the 30th Legion bent his bow and set an arrow, and drew the exquisite composite longbow in his hand into a terrifying full moon. Even where the arrow pointed, even the three-headed abyss refiner, his face changed in fear. .

"Snapped!!!"

Accompanied by the sound of a violent explosion, the scarlet bodies of the demon kings of the nine prisons quickly twisted and deformed, like crimson stars, collapsed and collapsed towards a singular point in the heart of the huge body, and disappeared instantly. Above the sky, let the terrible arrow symbolizing death tear a pale white fissure in the dark clouds, and slowly disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

"caught you!"

A scarlet singularity appeared behind the lord of the legion at the moment the abyss refiner disappeared, and instantly spewed out a large piece of scarlet blood entwining the **** fire, and reorganized into a nine-prison lord who was burning with dark red devil fire. !

The abyss refining demon waved his right paw fiercely, and the burning claw waved so fast, even in the air, it made a terrible sonic boom!

"Sizzle!"

The high elves were directly torn into countless pieces by the devil's claws entangled in the flames of hell, twisted and deformed in the air, and finally dissipated into dots of arcane brilliance-the lord of the legion who rushed out of the flames, only It's just a ridiculous illusion.

Abyss Refining Demon's eyes widened in terror, that kind of creepy death killing intent, once again took aim at his body, as if there was a big cold hand, firmly holding his hot heart, letting the sweat dripping. , The six limbs of the devil were scattered all over in an instant.

The Great Lord of the Nine Prisons lowered his head and looked down: a high elf covered in flesh and blood, burned into a dark appearance by the flames, is standing on top of the burning flagship wreck, staring hatefully at his body!

Accompanied by the blasphemous curse, a ghostly tentacles constructed of flesh and blood and arcane energy, wriggling its slender illusory and terrifying body, stretched out from the scorched flesh and blood of Nicholas. Assist the lord of the legion to cast some contact necromantic spells.

In the surging arcane fluctuations, this tentacle instantly got rid of the illusory energy form. The skull hand bones at the top were covered with shriveled, wrinkled, terrible blood that had long been necrotic, and the deep purple skin was engraved with it. After the dense black runes, in the center of the palm, there was even a sluggish eyeball that was so blue that it was so scary that it was deeply embedded in the withered flesh and blood.

"Don't even want to run!"

Looking at the abyss refining magic that once again collapsed and collapsed toward a singularity, trying to teleport and run away, the lord of the 30th legion yelled, surrounded by the blazing flames of hell, the lightning beams that crawled across the sky, and went straight into the sky. The terrifying sky and waves, all solidified in a moment of time.

Even the Nine Prison Demon, who was twisted and deformed, collapsed and collapsed toward his heart, was frozen into an extremely ridiculous picture of blasphemy by the freezing time.

Taking advantage of the short few seconds that this time stopped, the abominable tentacles made of flesh and blood and arcane arts, like a purple viper, twisted his unclean body, gently grasped the abyss refiner, the scarlet feet bare.

Time begins to flow in degrees.

Shabu Nicholas, who "borrowed" some time from the future, immediately fell into a state of vertigo. However, the Abyssal Demon Refining couldn't stop the half of the spell he had cast, and he was directly teleported to the distance. He was sweating, panting, and looked at his burly muscles in horror. It is collapsing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A burly and sturdy Nine Prison Demon with a bulging muscle like a hill, suddenly became skinny and thin, and the skin on his chest continued to shrink inward, tightly wrapping the ribs in the chamber, making his body weak. , Exposed the roots extremely obvious floating ribs-just like a dying old man.

"This is... the curse of the Necromancy School? My physique has been greatly weakened, so mortals have taken a lot of trouble to weaken my physique?"

While guessing and thinking about the opponent's tactics and strategies, the Abyssal Demon lifted up like a withered, shriveled branch, and his skinny right hand, a terrifying fireball burning with **** flames, instantly condensed in his palm!

Anyway, they are all teleported away. Even if they fly back, 80% of the opponent's dizziness is over, so shoot a fireball and gamble on luck.

A flaming **** fireball, in the dark night, draws a poignant arc, like a flaming meteor, roaring, roaring, howling wildly, hitting the lord of the legion, and bursting apart. Come!

The shock wave of the explosion, engulfed in the debris of flesh and wood, and bunches of terrifying **** flames, instantly spread to the surroundings, like a huge wave of flames, burning, swallowing, and drowning everything around! When the series of flame explosions are over, the entire area has been destroyed into a fire cloud formed by **** flames and thick white fog.

"Quickly get rid of this curse! Idiot!"

Suddenly, an abyss refiner teleported to another location, his eyes widened in horror.

"That elf is a top-level magic shooter. She has worked hard to greatly weaken your physique. What does it mean, don't you understand?"

Under the curse of the undead, the now scrawny Lord of the Nine Prisons was taken aback for a moment, and then he trembled with fright. At this moment, a death arrow that envelops the vast dead soul and also hosts his master, the overwhelming enmity, Accompanied by the wailing, crying, and whistling of thousands of wronged souls, they tore the burning clouds and rushed straight into the sky! That terrifying death energy is enough to move the abyss of refining demons!

This time, it was not a false illusion, but a real arrow of death.

"Asmodeus is on!"

Under the curse, the unhappy purgatory demon uttered a weird cry, and once again promptly launched teleportation, teleporting his thin body to a hundred feet away. However, before the great demon could breathe a sigh of relief, it made people feel uncomfortable. The horrifying arrow of death came to his side with the harsh wailing! He stabbed the skinny scarlet's left shoulder fiercely!

"I have already predicted that you have reached the location of your teleportation, devil!"

The leader of the legion who was severely burned by the flames dropped his pitch-black left arm feebly, and on his shocking left wrist, he carried a mithril armband decorated with a pocket archery target.

Conquer the enemy aircraft first.

"No, no! No!!!"

The abyss refining demon wailed in fear, and the terrifying power of death followed the sharp arrow clusters and crazily poured into his body, surging in every inch of blood vessels!

"Rumble!!!"

The dark clouds once again descended from the sky full of thunder and thunder, and the terrifying lightning and thunder set off the battlefield like the apocalyptic and terrifying. Under the background of thousands of jagged electric lights, the scarlet face of the skinny monster was like a corpse. Pale, stiff, and gradually stopped flapping his wings, the whole person fell feebly from the sky and plunged straight into the cold sea, setting off a small wave that was inconspicuous compared to the entire battlefield.

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