Chapter 72 Demon Ancestor



Twenty xenon lamps nearby and six searchlights in the distance lit up at the same time, turning the entire port into daylight and dispelling the darkness.

It also illuminated the group of evil professionals who leapt from the yacht to the shore. They were wearing uniform black robes and hoods that covered their faces.

A dozen New York County police officers who were ambushed behind the container, carrying six individual rocket launchers, pulled the trigger at the cloaked people.

Six smoke trails whistled and shot towards the man in black robe. With a series of loud bangs, the flames of the explosions engulfed the evil profession from the second largest area.

The fire distorted their figures, and these men in black robes disappeared like phantoms. Then, they appeared more than ten meters away.

No, they had been there all along. It was the police from the New Covenant County government who were under an illusion and opened fire on an empty space with no one in it.

"Send a group of ants to disgust people?"

A man in black robe stood up, raised his head, and a dizzying vortex appeared in his eyes.

As they looked into the eyes with transparent whirlpools, the policemen carrying individual rocket launchers felt their hearts explode with fear. They dropped their weapons in panic and fled the port.

Therefore, he wears a white robe and bandages all year round.

Although illusionists are ever-changing, they always need a fixed vest to maintain interpersonal relationships. Therefore, most of the time, we will change our appearance.

Tiphios!

North, who was at the peak of level eight, did not lose his ability to move, nor was he knocked unconscious. Instead, he took advantage of the spirit-exorcising effect of lightning to regain the initiative of his body. He hurriedly erected a wind wall, causing the blood-colored light to crash and scatter under the wind wall.

The white robe under me was torn into pieces, and I was naked. My bronze body was full of distinct muscles, which contained terrible power. Half of my face was covered with strange tattoos. Anyone who looked directly at me felt dizzy and confused.

"A bunch of trash, they are your target, let Ju Mang come out and send me back to the spiritual realm tonight!"

At that time, Reilly Eugene, with dark blond slicked back hair, wearing a blue suit, looking sophisticated and rough from head to toe, appeared next to "The Terror of the Deep" and held my shoulder.

“Sizzle…”

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound of wind was heard, and a deep cut appeared behind the illusionist with a crisp "bang". The illusionist's body slowly separated and was cut in half by the sudden wind blade.

According to rumors, the God of Jealousy hates to be blindfolded with a white cloth because it can only suppress his jealous emotions to a minimum.

Eight of them fell directly from a low altitude, with white smoke rising from their bodies. Leliyu heard the heart-wrenching screams of the vengeful spirits.

Seeing it means it exists, so naturally you will feel jealous, and jealousy will lead to impulse and murder.

Phew! I'm sick.

The negative energy transformed into vengeful spirits with bared fangs and claws, and pounced on the dizzy Wind Mage due to the mental attack. In the abnormal state, the flying speed of the spirit servant was unable to catch up with the Wind Mage.

Deep Sea Horror glanced at me and said, "Give him another 100,000 yuan to buy a medicine that can't cure the disease."

The operation of escaping on the waves on the yacht just now was also the work of that water ghost.

At that time, the Wind Mage was fighting with the vengeful spirit for control of the body. He had no way to distract himself and dodge, so he became a sitting duck.

The horse hit the Jealous God's chest, making a loud noise like thunder, and the Jealous God flew backwards and fell into the sea.

When facing a human being, the jealous god will be blinded by scum. For one thing, there are too many things in mortals that can make me jealous. For another, I can just kill an ant whenever I want. Why should I worry about that?

The knight leaned on his cross sword and spoke in a deep and majestic voice, like a king announcing a royal decree or a judge declaring a law:

The overbearing lightning is second only to the Night Wandering God's Soul Devouring Power and the Sun's Divine Power in terms of exorcism effects.

Electric arcs appeared in the air and formed an electric grid, covering the seven wind mages. The wind mages in the way instantly stiffened their bodies, their hair stood on end, and their eyes rolled back.

Moreover, I was seriously ill and in good health, and the sea monster had no escape technique. In such a sparse attack, I would surely die. The peak saint of the Southern School was a low-level deacon who was even weaker than the latter spirit servant Yin Chuanmei.

In front of me, a huge snake quickly floated down from the sea. Its head exploded but strangely, no blood flowed out.

"Rules of this battle: No bows or arrows allowed."

The moment I raised my head, Leliyu, who was standing on the top of the lighthouse and looking down at me, saw my face clearly and recognized my identity.

The Deep Sea Fear, which had just knocked the Jealous God General away, suddenly started coughing violently. His face turned pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his complexion looked sick.

The Dream Tapir has been active in Fujian Province for many years, so Hao Yanjin has only seen it on the wanted list of the Seven Lines Alliance and has never had any intersection with it. Of course, he has not sent me back to the spiritual realm yet.

A coin shot from nearby, flipped over and hit the Jealous God General, and fell to the ground with a ding, accompanied by a high-pitched voice:

It’s a pity to find that I have seen both appearance and fate.

The Wind Mage swept across the port, swinging out sparse wind blades, forming a barrage to cover the enemies above.

Facing such a person who could not balance the battle, the saints of the Orderly Organization showed both ease and vigilance on their faces. The God of Jealousy loosened the bowstring, and the clear and harsh sound of the string echoed in the night sky.

Deep Sea Terror swallowed the pill, his face gradually turned rosy, the burning sensation in his lungs, the feeling of strength in his seven limbs, headache and dizziness, and other symptoms disappeared, and he slowly lost weight.

Remember it first. I will definitely kill him that time. I will definitely let him escape. I will go to Taiyi Gate to look for him. There are few saints at the peak of level eight! Hao Yanjin is paying attention again and looking at the night sky.

The Demon Ancestor, Tiphios. "That's a bow, a crossbow!

The saint who is ranked seventh on the A-level wanted list of the New Covenant County and the A-level wanted list of the First Punishment Headquarters, that Demon Ancestor has been famous for less than ten years. When I was roaming the Free Federation, the few saints present were still newcomers.

The vertical eyes of Tiphios swept across the saints present, and a hoarse voice came from under the bandages:

“Cough, cough, cough, cough…”

The name of the alcoholic's occupation before the job change was "Disorderer". He specializes in disrupting order and is good at exploiting loopholes in the rules. He and the knight are two professions that restrain each other.

Seeing the hard bow bent like a full moon, a figure leaped along the container and arrived at the battlefield. It was the knight Xia Zuo with short golden hair, masculine and handsome appearance.

The arms of the Jealous God were as if they were tied with huge stones weighing thousands of pounds. They were shaking slightly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not loosen the bowstring. Only by not releasing the bow could he get rid of the suppression of the power of rules.

"A Plague God, a Mist Lord, a Dream Master, a Star Officer, and a Disordered Person... In terms of numbers, you have the advantage, but we have fewer peak professions, so the chance of winning or losing is about 50%."

PS: Please correct typos before updating.

At this time, the overlords were still not far away from the battlefield. All they could see from the port was the distant horizon. Hurricanes were howling, lightning was flashing, and from time to time, the desolate and low-pitched cries of sea beasts could be heard.

The moment after the attack, the two disappeared together.

There was a "splash" sound from the surface of the sea, and a huge white-scaled tongue stretched out. It opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth, raised its head, and swallowed up the Jealous General, then immediately dived into the sea.

Rayleigh Eugene looked at the several peak saints who had just taken action, and said in a tone like he was counting goods:

That kind of person is very ordinary, similar to Fu Qingyang and Demon Eye King in the seventh district. Once they are promoted to the master, it will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and they are far more likely to be treated as masters than special masters.

The white-robed people along the way all dodged.

Faced with these ant-like mortals, the illusionist was too lazy to even use mental attacks, thinking that they were not worthy of causing him to lose moral points.

I will only cover my eyes when I am not teaming up with spiritual walkers of the same level or participating in gatherings of the evil camp.

In the world of spiritual realm walkers, being old means giving up. On the one hand, it means the accumulation of combat experience and skill proficiency. On the other hand, older spiritual realm walkers, like ancient practitioners, have no time to ponder and practice some secret techniques.

Seeing this, a man in a white robe stepped out, and his robe burst open, revealing a weak bronze body. The man was about 1.4 meters tall, with short hair and his eyes were wrapped with a white cloth.

Tiphios is not that kind of existence. According to legend, when I first became a saint, I was contaminated by a creature left behind by a describable existence in a low-difficulty copy. My body underwent a horrible deformation and I became a demon from then on, with no way to restore my human form.

It must be under the sea. The horror of the deep sea might be resisted by relying on the domain of the sea monster, but outside is land after all, even if the ocean is nearby.

The evil camp's trump card against Ju Mang is under Tiphos?

Every time I pass a Saint-level copy, my demon body becomes weaker. Some people know how I do it, but they only know that I have mastered some kind of secret technique, and by repeatedly passing the Saint-level copies, I can continuously accumulate my foundation.

On the other side, the low-level saint of the Church of Poseidon, "Deep Sea Terror", summoned a horse condensed from sea water, and rode the horse to ram the Jealous General at a low speed.

The Knights cannot restore order from chaos, but the Disordered can create loopholes in the rules set by the Knights.

A man in a white robe snorted hotly, raised his head and let out a sharp scream.

Raylew narrowed his eyes at the foot of the tower.

I controlled the airflow to sweep up the eight unconscious companions and quickly brought them down.

Seven phantom arms stretched out from my back, slightly open, in a vulnerable position ready to tear someone apart at any time.

"One hundred and seventy thousand!" "Seven hundred thousand!"

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Woohoo~ A strong wind blew, and eighty-one figures flew across the port like fighter planes. The leader was North, the top saint of the Heavenly Punishment. The swift wind blade just now was made by me. Teleport!

In one round, the seventh district lost two saints and seriously injured two.

Rayleigh Eugene supported Deep Sea Terror and appeared next to the container more than ten meters away. "You saved his life, how about seven million?"

Before the first round of battle, neither side engaged in combat immediately, but instead examined and observed the enemy. Altogether, there were more than eighty saints on both sides who retreated to confront each other.

A figure jumped out of the sea and landed heavily on the shore. It was the Jealous God General.

"Deal!" Reilly Eugene reached out his hand, took out a yellow pill from the void and handed it over.

So I have to take another look at whether I can charge recklessly.

The white-robed people at the dock dodged and used various methods to deal with the terrible covering attack, but still no saint died in the first wave of attacks, and two saints were seriously injured.

A saint-level illusionist returned to the spiritual realm just like that.

At this moment, the location of the deep sea terror was exactly the center area of ​​the white-robed men. In an instant, more than a dozen white-robed men attacked at the same time, using their professional skills or taking out props. The overwhelming attack covering all areas covered the mermaid.

Seeing that person appear, Xia Zuo and the others became serious, as if they were facing a small enemy. Rayleigh Eugene also put away his serious expression and frowned.

Whether it was the saint of the seventh district or the wind wizard in the sky, everyone felt as if they were hit on the head with a stick, and their heads were splitting with blood gushing out of their eardrums, eye sockets, and nasal cavities.

They all want to kill or injure all of their own peak saints in a way that both of them will perish together. After all, the peak saints are the reserve of the masters and the pillars of the future.

This person was less than two meters tall, with a skeleton much larger than that of an adult. His face was wrapped in white bandages, revealing only a pair of devilish red vertical pupils.

Bang!

At this moment, his arrogance was extremely strong, overpowering his companions around him.

Whether Hao Yanjin made a move or not, I believe that in tonight's battle between saints, the real target of the evil camp is "Jumang". They want to kill me and take away the dominant-level items. In that way, even if the evil camp does not gain an advantage in the battle at the dominant level, they will still make a lot of money.

There is a water ghost hidden behind the man in white robe, and it is an early level eight water ghost. It is possible that the weak siren will be infected with the disease quickly.

Seizing the opportunity, another man in white robe pressed his head, weakly enduring the pain, and spewed out a stream of Yin Qi from his mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, a short figure in a white robe and a hood walked out from beside a container.

The internal organs "splashed" down, and blood smeared everywhere. This person's spiritual realm ID is Meng Mo!

The Jealous God was actually seriously injured, but before fighting the sea beast, the bloodthirsty and violent passive of the Bewitching Demon allowed me to recover from my injuries instantly and my combat power was increased.

Obviously, the masters unconsciously avoided that place. The star official who mainly cultivated the power of the moon... Lei Liyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's appearance carefully, and at the same time opened his starry eyes to look at the other party's life palace.

"collapse!"

Tiphios regarded "pollution" as a gift from God, and tried his best to develop the body of the demon. He deliberately stayed at the saint stage for this purpose, and was determined to be promoted to the master.

At that time, the sea rumbled and waves splashed.

As the vengeful spirits drilled into his body and completed the possession, the wind wizard in the air gradually lost control of his body, spinning around in circles like a drunk bird.

The Sword God burst out with a sacred white light, the law was signed, and the rules came into being.

The silver coin exploded with a bang, and the power of rules applied to the Jealous God disappeared instantly.

The God of Jealousy will grab a dark red hard bow from the void, aim it at a wind mage spinning in the air, and pull the bowstring. At the same time, red light spurts out from my fingertips, condensing into a thin arrow.

The arrow turned into a blood-red stream of light, instantly piercing through a wind mage, shooting out dozens of meters before turning back and piercing through the seventh wind mage who was possessed by a vengeful spirit.

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