Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

In the dark, the layers of dark clouds completely cover the moon and the sky to cover the latest chapters of the end of the day.

Completely reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, and the biting cold wind swept past the land of Lorante, and the team in the forward line had to stop to stay -

"Hurry up, we have to be faster, here is the war zone!"

A man with a slightly better dress and a clean face shouted loudly.

"Sir, I can't go now!"

Another leader of the team, pressing his hat and wrapping his jacket, almost screamed in front of the man before him and shouted loudly.

Although the two sides are face to face, in this wind, if they are not yelling, they simply cannot hear what the other party is saying.

"But here is the battlefield, where the rebels and wizards are rushing to fight..."

boom!

The man’s words have not been finished yet, and an explosion rang, completely overwhelming the man’s words, and a gas ‘wave’ turned him to the ground.

The man who fell into a halo, raised his head subconsciously, suddenly saw an unforgettable scene of life -

Thousands of fireballs, dragging the dazzling flame tail, crossed the dark night sky, like a meteor landing on the ground, suddenly, the earth is bright.

In the distance, countless camps have fallen into the sea of ​​fire.

Mourning, screaming, and no real sound, even if there is, there are very few, because at the moment these fireballs fall, most people have been instantly blasted in the explosion.

The man looked at the scene in front of him.

After a while, he returned to God and wanted to see his team.

However, once he turned back, he was stunned -

The blackened limbs are broken and the burning bodies are burning.

A fireball ‘wave’ and his team. Except for him, all the people did not escape, even the caravan of the caravan. Also died not far away.

Subconsciously shuddered.

The man is very clear, if the previous ‘wave’ did not take him out. He is the same end.

However, men simply do not have time to rejoice in their death.

The removal was because the goods were all finished, he had already turned into a home, and more often, in his sight, a team of sorcerers in robes appeared in his field of vision.

All of these wizards are black ‘color’, and the sticks in their hands are the same, even the expressions are the same...indifferent.

Men don’t want to. Let your body roll over this dark ground, and even put a few broken limbs on your body as a cover.

Those who dare to associate with the rebels are killing innocent people!

This is an early order.

And he is obviously violating such an order, although not only is he alone, but he definitely does not want to be hanged outside the tower or the dreamer in the square to read the full text.

The wizards ignored the body under their feet and walked straight through.

The indifference on the face is getting colder and colder. It is even numb.

In the war, there is no moment of war, so the whole heart becomes no feelings - the wizards do not know what this sentence is saying. But they are doing it now.

In the distance, those who survived the bombing of fireballs are somewhat different.

They are not war-torn and have no numbness.

They are just hopes - to live, or to ... let future generations live.

The soil on the ground suddenly had a bulge, and then the **** were pushed open, and the people who had quickly hid in it survived; they carried a slashed sword and a somewhat ruined leather armor. Even some are not fit. But they all look a little decent - under the support of faith, any mistakes.

The wizards did not.

They also don't.

Some guys hiding in the sneaky. It is the culprit, but it has already received the punishment it deserves; therefore, such a war should stop itself.

But it can't stop at all. It's like a clocked alarm clock. The passage of time is simply impossible to stop.

"war of the Damned!"

Carrying a homemade cigarette, Old John stood on a small earthen bag formed by the bombing of the fireball, whispering to himself, the light of the cigarette **** was flickering, his eyes glanced around him. The body, then, looked at the wizarding corps that appeared in front of me, and the bottom of my heart never felt like a moment of disgust.

"Damn ‘destiny’!”

Once again, Old John cursed in a low voice.

He looked up at the dark sky, and even crossed the sky, looking for a possible figure—in fact, he was looking for each other before each battle began.

If he can, he doesn't mind breaking the other side.

Never at all times, he hated a existence so much.

......

The sky flashed, and Ye Qi appeared in the battlefield somewhere with Delpa.

"here is……"

Delpa asked a little uncertain.

"It is the place you imagined, one side is the king of swords, my teacher; the other is the wizard emperor: Abigail - the end result of the war is that the wizarding army is completely destroyed, Abigail is killed."

Ye Qi said very positively.

"Then I am going to persuade Abigail... Are you sure to persuade your teacher?"

Delpa asked.

"Trust me, such a war, my teacher, has always been contradictory!"

Ye Qi laughed, and the next moment, she disappeared into place.

Delpa did not stop, and went straight to the place where Abigail breathed. However, the speed of advancement was not as fast as that of Ye Qi - except that Ye Qi used the essence of time, more because Ye Qi Delpa's body is covered with a layer of 'time', which is a kind of time gap utilization, used to isolate the 'order' look.

However, this unpleasant speed is only compared to Ye Qi.

For others, it is still quite fast.

At least, no one can find out when Delpa is crossing the big camp where the wizards are stationed. Until he approached the Chinese army big account belonging to the wizard emperor Abigail.

"Who!"

In the low-sounding voice, with an unquestionable tone, Abigail was as expressionless as ever. But the power is incomparable, he looked at the figure outside the tent. Guess which of the seven heroes the other is.

Being able to be discovered by him in such a close degree is absolutely impossible for others.

Although it was only a short time 'crossing' hand, but for the companion left by Ye Qi, Abigail had 12 points of vigilance, the most powerful of which was the King of Sword and the Emperor of Titan, both of whom It is already ignoring the immortality of any legion level, whether it is a single fight, or the latest chapter of the massive war Shinto Mausoleum. There is no way to take each other.

Unless it is him, or Lada shot.

Even Rada is a bit weaker.

However, in the same way, Abigail is very clear that these two people are considered straight people, and they will not play tricks, not far from the hidden ones inside.

"Is it hidden?"

Abigail asked like this.

Apart from the other side, he could not think of other possibilities for the time being.

"It's me, Abigail!"

The sound is heard. Unparalleled familiarity, Abigail glimpsed, then. The face began to appear anger, killing - as a position of faith, was smothered, enough to make a good husband like a crazy bull.

What's more, Abigail is far from being a good gentleman.

"court death!"

Low drink, Abigail raised his hand.

‘Great Emperor’ Delpa is dead. Although Abigail does not want to admit it, it is an undisputed fact that he personally buried the other. This is his most respected person.

And now, someone pretends to be the other person. Appeared in front of him.

If Abigail does not smash the other side of the corpse, it is absolutely difficult to calm the anger.

The silent wave of 'waves' moves. A faint, annihilated light cut through the space and appeared before the figure; however, the same light appeared there.

The same silence, the same bleak, annihilation.

"What do you mean? How can you..."

Abigail glimpsed.

Although there is no disappointment in the anger of the bottom of my heart, there is always a illusion that always exists, so that he does not continue to attack, but waits quietly and prepares.

"The construction of this spell model is what I helped you with - of course, it was only half done at the time!"

Opened the tent curtain, Delpa stepped in.

Looking at the familiar face, Abigail’s face was 'yellow' and it was uncertain.

"I know that you are still skeptical, and I can't get more evidence. Even if I know something that only we know, you still feel that I have done more preparation... After all, at the beginning When you become my assistant, you are such a 'sexual' grid - doubt everything, but believe in everything!"

Delpa looked at the original memory should be a very young assistant, the old face at this moment, could not help but sigh softly.

The special 'wave' movement made him know that his assistant chose that path - to replace his body with a variety of other substances to gain more powerful power.

This was originally his philosophy.

It’s just that it’s just an idea, and there’s not much more going on.

Because, at that time, he met Fang Yi.

However, the assistant in front of me is undoubtedly carrying on this; and, it is still very complete ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ even, some beyond his imagination.

After all, in his view, reaching immortality in this way is quite difficult and has little chance.

Abigail did it.

"Abigail, can you listen to what I will happen to me, tell me?"

Delpa asked.

"Say it!"

Abigail sank for a moment and finally nodded.

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That scene is simply terrible!

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