At this moment, in less than thirty seconds, they collectively crossed the city wall and fought against their opponents ten miles away.

The five hundred mysterious demons led by Ziofra aimed at the opponent's peak masters of the three hundred mysterious level, and under the large-scale illusion attack, the spiritual shock wave of the 1,200 Soul Needle and Leas, they launched a bloody battle.

After the same shock, he was furious and angry, and an enemy leader who was coming towards him, a powerful demon in the peak realm of the Xuan-level who could break through to the ground level at any time. He brought a group of elite soldiers and carried a giant mace with a ferocious counterattack.

Unfortunately, the spiritual power of the Great Power Demon is really not very good. After a slight dizziness, he stopped in place with a blurred look.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jevre held up the sky-shaking hammer without hesitation and then smashed it heavily.

Unfortunately, a shadowless scream floated by, and the originally confused powerful demon suddenly opened his eyes, and then moved a little distance at the critical moment.

The sky-shaking hammer, like a meteor from the sky, hit the left arm of the powerful demon with unparalleled power, and immediately broke his bones.

This guy is actually wearing ground-level armor, otherwise his left arm would not be as simple as a fracture.

The powerful demon with grinning eyes stared at the malicious Jevre with sharp eyes, picked up the giant mace and launched a counterattack.

Jevre, who was determined to try his own strength, did not dodge, and directly hit him with a whirlwind roar, and then took a quick step back.

Grass! His own strength of up to 1.37 million pounds is still at a disadvantage.

Looking at the powerful demon who had his left arm drooping but had not retreated for half a step, Jevre's pupils tightened and he immediately changed the combat mode.

The power is not as good as you, but just about speed, let’s take a look at it.

Jevre held up the sky-shaking hammer and ran with all his might, constantly surrounding the powerful demon who was waiting for him.

Of course, the soul needle, which is the ultimate skill, also turned into mist and quietly launched a sneak attack again.

The demon who had cracked the mental attack just now had been found by Ziofra and was fighting fiercely with each other.

Unfortunately, the demon who suddenly took action only had time to remove more than a dozen of the injured companions and was involved in the battle.

Leas, who was not affected at all, commanded 497 companions who had grown strongly and slaughtered more than a hundred enemies who were still trapped in illusions.

Thirty full of Xuan-level peak realm and seventy-five Xuan-level upper realm enemies were scattered in the blink of an eye.

The enemy did not retreat, nor did they flee in all directions. They still rushed forward, stepping on the corpse of their companions with a 2-to-1 advantage, and launched a fierce counterattack.

"You sinister guys actually used the stolen bloodthirsty boiling stone, otherwise..."

Just now, Jevre sneaked his soul needle into his opponent's soul space without knowing it. He was about to turn the world upside down when a shrill roar came from his ears.

It's just stolen, so what? Leas did it well.

This kind of thing that uses the other party’s resources to strengthen oneself is the better.

But that guy Leas took the matter lightly and did not talk about the stealing process carefully.

Jevre had no free time to pay attention to the battle situation on Ziofra. When he was distracted by the enemy's powerful demon's headache, he tried his best to swing the sky-shaking hammer, carrying endless air ripples, and suddenly avoided the giant mace and hit the opponent's left knee heavily.

A crisp "crunch" sounded, his eyes widened, and the pained half-step ground-level powerful demon was falling like a hill, biting his sharp teeth tightly.

The powerful demon at the half-step level waved the giant mace desperately and avoided Jevre, who was trying to gain a magnitude.

Soul Needles are not easy to use. Before reaching a certain power, they cannot directly destroy the enemy's soul space and let their true souls disappear.

The enemy who suffered considerable mental damage immediately invited several subordinates from the peak level of the Xuan level to come to protect themselves.

However, he was noticed by Leas, who had been observing all directions, and directly commanded more than a dozen of Xuan-level peak-level demons with a skyrocketing momentum to intercept them by lightning.

For a moment, in a chaotic fight, Jevre confronted the powerful demon of the half-step level kneeling on one foot.

Retrieving the 100 shattered soul needles, Jevre quickly surrounded him, extremely cautious.

In an instant, the body suddenly swelled, the muscles were high and tangled, and the broken knees were also healing rapidly, and the powerful demon was once again pierced by one thousand, one hundred intact soul needles.

It was not until most of the soul space of the half-step powerful demon collapsed that Jevre was recycled with great distress.

If he paid a certain price, it would have caused him to be completely severely damaged, but out of temptation, Jevre still recycled the soul needle like a slave in wealth.

His eyes were dissipated, and the severe pain ruthlessly attacked the peak level enemy of the Xuan-level, causing his reaction speed to drop significantly. Even if his strength talent was bursting out, his strength was enough to be comparable to that of ordinary earth-level demons, which would be useless.

Jevre, who was cautious, wandered around and once he turned to the dead corner of the attack, he would attack him.

The half-step ground-level powerful demon, whose reaction speed is less than half as fast as usual, was hit by a five-fold hammer in less than a second, which directly caused the rapid healing left leg to be smashed to pieces.

This is the consequence of the giant mace blocking most of the attacks, otherwise both legs would probably be far away from me.

The powerful demon who jumped with one leg grinned and endured the huge pain, but did not wail or scream like an ordinary demon. He just stared at Jevre who was constantly attacking like a poisonous snake, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Even though the enemy was already inconvenient to move and was obviously at a disadvantage, Jevre still did not dare to be careless. Who knows what other party has to killer?

Anyway, Ziofra and the others were not at a disadvantage, so take it slowly and grind it to death.

From time to time, Jevre still attacked from behind in a lewd manner.

When Jevrey used the one-third soul needle to attack again with a distressed heart, his spirit became more and more distracted and his movements became slower and slower, his legs and left arm were finally shattered by Jevrey.

Jevre was about to attack the vital points of his protection, but his eyelids suddenly twitched, and an unknown premonition came.

Without hesitation, he spread out at a speed of up to 2,000 meters per second, and rushed to a relatively open place.

Just after escaping from the spot less than three thousand feet, a thick gray smoke drifted from the spot and then quickly spread around a radius of three hundred feet.

From afar, Jevre could smell the faint fishy smell, and it was very poisonous. You are planning to die together.

Jevre swung the sky-shaking hammer heavily and beat a four-armed demon in the lower realm of Xuan-level who was approaching him into meat sauce. Jevre looked around and observed the battle situation.

With the blessing of the earth-level treasures, more than 490 demons on our own side, whose strength has increased greatly, have killed nearly 300 demons above the upper level of the Xuan-level, and have suffered nearly 70 casualties.

The other Xuan-level demons were very good at fighting, but because of their weak strength, the number of demons was much smaller, most of them were at a disadvantage.

As for the city wall ten miles away, the situation on our side was terrible.

The enemy who was fearless and lost most of his sanity did not know how to retreat at all. Even if his limbs were cut off, he was still fighting hard.

The sharp teeth were biting, and the hard head was performing iron-headed skills. The more you attacked, the more you became, the more you became, the wasteful you were, and you were completely at a disadvantage.

Even a little flashed his eyes, and the demon who was frightened and entered the ranks secretly fled the battlefield.

They are really naive guys. Do you think you can survive by escaping the battlefield?

No matter which side wins the final victory, they will not accept coward deserters again. If they are not doing well, they will be directly sacrificed to the flag.

There were countless corpses piled up near the fierce battle of the city wall, and the tragic war was obvious.

Turning his head, Jevre looked at Ziofra and Leas who were attacking together again, and couldn't help but send a blessing to the enemy.

Even if you are the same warlock, with strong mental power and proficient in spell attacks, you can be considered a disaster when you face these two guys.

Now, the sharp wind blade as hard as steel was stopped by Leas's stone wall technique before it could perform its effect. It broke through half of the stone wall and then dissipated weakly in the air.

Before he could continue to fight back, Ziofra's illusion attack came unscrupulously.

After finally resisting it, he was surrounded by Leas's gravity technique again.

The body that is not strong enough will sink a little bit, and even the magic becomes slower and slower.

After coming back to his senses, no longer paying attention to the doomed demon warrior, Jevre stared at the half-step ground-level powerful demon who was retreating from the poisonous fog.

This guy is still prepared!

He was not poisoned. It seems that he was not taking the route of death together. He has quite a lot of thoughts.

After turning the green eyes for a few rounds, Jevre picked up some heavy weapons that fell to the ground and smashed them to the powerful demon with all his strength.

Even if he can't hurt him at all, he has to test it.

Sure enough, this guy still had the strength to fight back, dragging his remaining right arm and carrying more than two million pounds of force to knock out the endless stream of long-range weapons one by one.

I was not injured, but some unlucky guys suffered unanticipated disasters.

It is obviously a strong opponent, but in order to dodge this sudden accidental attack with violent storm, he often gets lost in his mind and is seized by his opponent and attacks hard.

If you are lucky, you can get one or two back, but if you are poor, you will die completely.

Jevre kept smashing for three minutes, threw away hundreds of discarded weapons, and then he could see the opponent's appearance through the gradually dissipating poisonous fog.

The powerful half-step ground-level demon, which was majestic and fierce, had a ferocious face and roared in a low voice. The remaining right arm raised a giant mace and stared at Jevre without being outdone.

"Damn the timid demon, if you have the ability, you will be strong! Don't you feel ashamed of using such despicable means? If you have the ability, you will be happy!"

"Hehe, don't hurry! Don't hurry!"

While touching the bridge of his nose with embarrassment, Jevrei killed two Xuan-level middle-level demons who dared to attack.

Looking at the way he was strolling in the garden, Jevre really found his own combat mode.

He swung the horizontal knife with his left hand, as fast as the wind, and as lightning as lightning, hitting the powerful demon's head. Unfortunately, he was blocked in time and did not cause any damage.

He once again used "Sixteen Routes with the Wind" with all his might, dancing with the wind as if he had lost his weight, gently avoiding the enemy's counterattack without perspective, and used "Soul Spurring" again with distress.

I don’t know whether it was because I overestimated the role of "Soul Sprite" or that this half-step Earth-level powerful demon has never achieved the effect I expected.

Fortunately, while the enemy was pierced back and forth by the soul needle and was distracted again, Jevre hit ten consecutive hammers, blocking the slightly slow giant mace and continuously bombarding the enemy's head.

Even the strong alchemy helmet did not block the nine consecutive hairs of the Sky Hammer.

After all, the face without facial armor is Jevre's main target of attack.

In an instant, the face was sunken, the bridge of the nose was shattered, and the facial bones were completely broken, and white matter splashed everywhere.

Before the enemy could even wail, they completely fell into the darkness. The weak right arm quickly lowered, but they still clenched the giant mace tightly, and refused to let go if they died.

Jevre cautiously continued to swing the 150,000-pound sky-shaking hammer, constantly hitting the enemy's pretty complete upper body, until it became a pool of hard-to-recognize meat paste, and then he stopped attacking with breath.

This feeling of being unable to stop is really refreshing.
Chapter completed!