Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

After hearing their report, Immaculatea didn't say much and planned to report the matter to Wu Heng when he returned.

But not long after, two more blood demons were sent back.

Only then did I know that the group of hell monks were hunting down these blood demons. The monks believed that even souls whose characteristics did not meet the requirements of 'pain' would

He should also sink into the labyrinth hell and become a curser.

The guidance of souls by the blood demons has destroyed the meaning of the labyrinth hell.

Imaclada knew that she could not continue like this, otherwise when the 'Lord' came back, hell would not develop much. Wouldn't it be her dereliction of duty as the high priest of hell?

"Come with me to Florida. Maybe the other person needs some reminders!"

Imacrada summoned a hundred blood demons and chased them back together.

After arriving at the location,

A hell monk whose whole body was tied up with wires, strangling his body like a scarecrow, was attacking a bloody demon whose arms were like insect limbs.

Three detached insect limbs like sharp swords were pierced into its chest.

The arthropods opened the seam of the iron wire ring, penetrated deeply into the body, and then penetrated out from the back.

But the hell monk's iron wire also wrapped around the bloody demon's neck and shoulders, and was shrinking and tightening continuously, breaking half of the bones.

The blood demon's healing ability keeps recovering, wrapping the iron wire in the flesh and blood, but there are always new iron wires coming back around to cut open the healed flesh and blood.

It probably won't take a moment,

The blood demon's body will be wrapped with iron wire. With the final explosion, the iron wire will split from the body and it will be shattered into pieces.

At that time, the only choice is to return the soul to the bloody hell.

"Is this your choice, to look for trouble for us blood demons everywhere?"

A ball of red light with lightning stretched out from the spot to form the figure of Imaclada. The moment she appeared, her left hand turned into several ribbon-like red gauze and wrapped around the hell monk.

"I heard that you like pain, so I will give you some pain and hope you can hold on."

With the voice of Immaculatera,

The red silk ribbon ignored the opponent's iron wire obstruction, all attacks were deflected, and it wrapped directly around the hell monk.

The iron wire loops on its body tried to tear the ribbon, but it had no effect at all.

Red silk covered its entire body, wrapping its body, leaving only a fist-sized hole on the top of its head, like a silkworm cocoon with a corner cut open.

Then countless dense and subtle sounds like mechanical gears came from the ribbon.

Imaclada cultivated the Sawtooth and inherited its talent. After transforming into the High Priest of Hell, he even made it more subtle.

These ribbons already contain the same cutting power as the saw-tooth gears, and are even more terrifying.

With a 'buzzing' sound.

Blood mixed with bone residue spurted out from the hole above the red cloth package, shooting more than ten meters high, like a colorful salute being pulled away.

The cocoon quickly collapsed, and when the red ribbon retracted and turned into a delicate red hand, the figure of the hell monk was no longer there, and there was not even half of the iron wire in place.

"pain?"

"We welcome pain, but that's not a reason for you to do anything!"

"Let me end this rather pleasant party!"

An indifferent voice came from behind the blood demons, and dozens of lightning bolts took the form of humans on the spot, headed by Nail Head.

Beside him, Deep Throat was sharpening his eagle claw blade while speaking from the wound in his throat: "It seems that all the guests are here!"

"It's going to be a feast of pain."

The gourmet also stared at the demons greedily and licked his lips.

"The high priest of the Labyrinth Hell?"

"A feast? It seems we have to discuss how to prepare this dish. I happen to be good at cutting vegetables!"

Imaclada's palms turned into fluttering red silk, and even the air was being cut silently, and even ordinary people who approached would suffocate to death.

Everyone is the high priest of hell, but she is not afraid of this guy who was fooled around by the 'Lord' before the 'Lord' was promoted.

"Then, the game begins!"

The moment Nail Head spoke, he raised his hand, and a large number of chains shot out from the air. They were blocked by Imaclada's red silk, and the hooks hung on it.

The other monks and blood demons also started fighting one after another.

Compared with Nailhead, Imacrada is still slightly inferior. After all, Nailhead has been the high priest of hell for many years.

But it won't be a one-sided situation. At least if Imaclada wants to lead the demons away, Nailhead will definitely not be able to stop him.

The place where they fight is in the wilderness.

The different realms of demons and monks collided, and each other's power exploded, confusing the surrounding environment like a ghost.

A strong cold aura rushed into the sky, absorbing the surrounding heat, and soon it began to rain lightly on a local area of ​​the battlefield.

The rain even gradually turned to hail.

Just the power escaping from the battlefield has already changed the sky.

Just when there have been demonic casualties, souls from both sides have returned to their respective hells, and the war has reached a state of anxiety.

Two python-like rattan ropes, carrying blazing fire, rushed over from the outside.

They surrounded the 'Devil Level' battlefield on both sides, forming a ring of fire.

A terrifying pressure,

Gathering from underground, sky, and all directions, this might made the two high priests of hell, Imacleda and Nailhead, who were fighting, freeze in place.

They wanted to move, but they couldn't.

No demon or hell monk could move in this environment. They no longer needed air, but at this moment, they seemed to feel suffocated.

Lord of Hell!

This thought came to Imacleda and Nailhead at the same time.

And both of them found that this Lord of Hell was not their "Lord", and another thought came to them at the same time: "It's over!"

The two groups of them fought, and if they died, they would return to their respective hells.

But if they fell into the hands of any Lord of Hell, even if they died, the Lord of Hell would have the ability to intercept their souls or even destroy their souls.

This means that if they died, they were really dead!

Before they could continue to think, the black fire rope that trapped them suddenly burst into flames and collapsed within the range.

The hills in the distance turned into black nostrils, the rivers turned into eye sockets, the tinder turned into lips, and they were like food falling into the mouth.

The mouth on the ground closed, sank into the ground, and disappeared.

The entire wilderness was left with only traces of embarrassment, and as the breeze blew, it returned to an unprecedented dead silence.

When Imaclada and Nailhead opened their eyes again, the environment in front of them had become unfamiliar. (End of this chapter)