"Everyone, don't make a move! I'm going to devour this brat alive!"
Black Tiger Commander roared and charged toward Linda.
The broadsword in his hand was like a raging thunder dragon, crackling with lightning, changing the color of the entire sky.
He starts with a deadly move: Lightning Slash!
For all the demons, the moment Black Tiger Commander made his move, the outcome of the battle was already decided.
Level 47 versus Level 42, with the former being a seasoned Moon-ranked veteran who has experienced countless battles, there is simply no comparison between the two.
More than 200 demons all wore cruel expressions.
DiFon thought regretfully, "Black Crow, it's a pity I can't avenge you myself."
Let Commander Black Tiger kill this kid with a single blow.
You must open your eyes wide and watch carefully.
In DeFond's fantasy, the spirit of Black Raven lingers beside him, standing shoulder to shoulder with a cold and bloodthirsty smile.
After witnessing this battle, Black Crow's soul will surely find peace and ascend to heaven as he wished.
Difeng was relieved to think that he could go back to his hometown and tell Black Crow's wife the good news.
Lulu and the others were initially quite nervous.
As Lin Da displayed a composed demeanor, everyone began to speculate about what was going on.
"Could it be..."
Lulu was startled.
A black figure, both loved and hated, involuntarily surfaced in my mind.
The moment Black Tiger Commander made his move, the stars and moon in the sky seemed to be covered by a black curtain.
The entire world was plunged into an endless darkness where one could not see their own hand in front of their face.
What happened?
The crowd was puzzled.
A goddess's trial? Monsters? Or the magic of the adventurers' alliance?
The first to undergo an anomaly was Black Tiger Commander.
This powerful figure, who had traversed the Seven Mountains region, froze in mid-air, as if petrified.
The hand gripping the scimitar gradually loosened.
The weapon fell to the ground.
call!!!
Black flames suddenly erupted from the Black Tiger Regiment Commander's body.
In an instant, his figure vanished.
This level 47 veteran Moon Rank cultivator had nothing left but the demonic horns on his head.
Nobody knows what happened.
Even the most terrifying monsters in the 20th level of the Greater Rift could not so easily wipe out the life of a level 47 Moon Rank.
It was as if a piece of paper had been thrown into a raging fire and was instantly consumed.
Under hundreds of stunned gazes, a strange man appeared in the air.
The other person was tall and slender, carrying a black magic sword on his back, and wearing a pure white mask that only revealed the eye sockets.
The trench coat fluttered in mid-air, and the man's eyes, hidden behind his mask, were devoid of warmth as he coldly swept over the group of demons.
Everyone who made eye contact with him felt a chill run through their body, their hands and feet went numb, and their magical circuits seemed to freeze.
The man reached behind his back and pulled out the black demonic sword.
The sword is about 1.5 meters long and a palm's width wide, gradually tapering towards the tip. Along the spine of the sword, there is a string of runes that emit a faint white light.
The most peculiar feature is the hollow, circular handguard, inside which a black gemstone floats and rotates according to some kind of rule.
Upon seeing that longsword, which was comparable to a nightmare, Yi Feng, Di Feng, and the others all changed their expressions drastically!
It's him?!
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