Otherworldly White Dragon Lord Chapter 725: Holy angel of salvation
One sword!
Although it was a sudden attack, the arrogant Warlord Demon was cut off with a single sword, and Penrius, who descended from the sky, held the sword and pierced one of the demon ’s heads without hesitation. Instantly squirted from the ear and nose of the demon, and within a moment the devil's twisted upper body turned into ashes. ??????????????????
In the second half of his life, the ugly head stared at Pernius with endless fear, twisting and struggling to climb towards the altar.
The lizard-shaped Warlord Demon set aside the Kaludia, who had almost lost her combat power, and the remaining head pointed at Pernius and began to spit black flames. The strange flame that could freeze everything was burning to At the moment in Penrius, a golden flame rose fiercely, even the unknown blood mist in the altar could not suppress this high flame.
If the black flame of the demon feels like the coldness of freezing everything and the desperate stillness, then the flames on Penrius are like the flames of life, full of warmth and hope.
The sword of flame draws a dazzling golden light, and the huge sword gas condenses the high temperature and passes through the blood mist like the aurora!
The surrounding air is full of burning sensation. The Warlord Demon has just crossed the middle of the two heads with a stunned sword. The huge body of the demon melts like cream cut into it by a hot knife. The body The lava-like blood of revenge sprayed with the wailing of the Warlord Demon until the two huge vines swept down to tear their huge body.
"You┉┉you┉┉Pernius!"
The thorn lord Bereset killed two defeated warlord demons, almost staring angrily at Pernius, and even the two pairs of spooky green eyes were full of incredible expressions.
Pernius ignored the howl of the thorn lord, but instead focused his attention on the hypocritical figure in the blood curtain of the altar.
In the blood pool sprayed in the center of the altar, the ghost image of Mosta, the Master of Pain, stared at Penrius with endless hatred and murderous intention. After the two Warlord Demons were killed instantly, the whole blood pool boiled again. Rising up, the floating blood mist instantly condensed into a virtual image like a face, chopping from all directions to Pernius.
At the same time, the ugly body of the thorn lord Bereset began to bulge like a vine crawling. A large number of vines pierced the skin of Bereset and spouted out, and the demon lord became a moment. Like the same heterogeneous plant that should not appear in the world. The flowering will spread countless disasters.
Pernius raised his sword and greeted him, and at the same time, everyone present was suddenly wrapped in a golden ball of light, just like a protective layer, even if it was the violent power fluctuations around him. There was no way to influence it.
This is the true strength of Penrius!
Alcide stared intently at the battle of Penrius. Also as a swordsman, Alcide can recognize the power of the sword of Penrius, which is a sword trick that has collected the spirit and spirit in one point, that is, the state of pursuit in his life.
Both the blood shadow of the sickle and the vines were broken by the sword gas, and the vines cut by the sword gas burned like a flame of fuel. In front of the flames of Penrius, the vines seemed to meet the nemesis, and no matter how they rammed, they all turned to ashes in the flames.
Suddenly the ground next to Pernius broke apart, a large vine sprang up and twisted and overlapped, the terrifying appearance of the thorn lord Bereset emerged, and the huge claws of the vines were covered. With his fangs, he grabbed viciously at Penrius.
"Beware! Pernio is old!" Although he was shocked by the power of Pernius, but when he saw that the demon lord and the demon master in the altar behind him were attacking together, Elcide still roared. come out.
Transfer the body to the ground and move to the other party in an instant. The thorn lord Bereset is confident to hit the other party with this blow, even if the other party is the one who exists┉┉
Boom!
However, a loud popping sound sounded the next second. Bereset stared dumbstruckly at his claws. At the moment, there was an extra shield in the hand of Pernius, with a huge ruby inlaid in the center, and a shield with wings and reliefs in gold and red gleaming slightly. The red light formed a scorching barrier next to Pernius, just like the insurmountable mountains, it easily blocked the claws of Bereset.
The golden eyes of Penrius stared at the demon lord coldly, then the blade cut the thorn lord's wrist, and the flame suddenly spread from the wound to the thorn lord.
"No wonder the killing master does not want a lord like you to be a member of his army, you are too weak ┉┉"
Flameblade penetrated through Bereset ’s chest. The demon lord who had never been able to live was like seeing the most terrible things, and even the resentment and curse were too late. Struggling to escape from the sword of Pernius, with the body still engulfed in flames, the demon lord fled into the blood pool in a state of embarrassment like the dog of the bereavement, leaving only the pain still echoed in the altar Howling.
Pernius did not pursue the demon lord who had escaped. There wasn't even a look of joy, just staring at the phantom in the blood pool.
"Who the **** is he? That demon lord is so easy ... ┉┉"
Either Alcide or Kaludia stared at the familiar figure in shock. Only Paladins Phylene and Bellamy had the expected look, but they looked at Pernry But the figure of Barramid couldn't help but showed a bitter smile.
& 1t; The name of Penrius is in the hearts of Christian believers in the East of the 6th, but it is almost unknown to everyone, and it can almost be regarded as the name next to the goddess ┉┉>
Berami, the chief priest of the Storm God, sounded in Alcide ’s mind.
Mosta ’s phantom in the blood pool gave a roaring roar, and the entire altar disappeared in an instant. The surrounding space suddenly turned into a place that seemed to have infinite space covered with countless blood-stained torture instruments, countless people imprisoned on the torture instruments were wailing with screams, and the cry of despair was like hell. Sonata generally scares the listener from the heart.
There is some strange power in the voice of Domination Mosta, and everything begins to crack wherever he goes, as if it was imposed on him by thousands of torture tools, protecting Alcide and Pola Mi et al.'s light sphere also showed some slight cracks in an instant, but in the end the light sphere was not completely broken.
"Also dominate, Mosta! Your strength is much weaker than Areguso!"
Pornius spoke coldly enough to make the prince of anger in anger further into violent words, and in the face of this shocking shock wave, Pernius was burning with flames all over the body. Enluis did not suffer any damage as if the flames were his body, arms and feet, and the burning flames began to condense, forming a metal-like and burning flame armor on Pernius.
Five pairs of wings fluttered gently behind Pennius like burning fire feathers, like the radiance of salvation, so that the imprisoned souls in the entire forest **** could not help raising their heads to stare and hunger , Crying, looking forward to redeeming myself.
& 1t; Under the command of the Holy See Goddess Ishtar, one of the wings of the goddess is known as the redeemer of the Holy Angel Pernius. >
The ten-winged angel representing salvation, not only did Barami know the identity of Pernius, but the Lord of Pain also knew the enemies in front of him. In that battle, the two sides were almost evenly matched, and in terms of strength, Mosta did not dare to underestimate the opponent in front of him.
If it is usual, Mosta may have to weigh the value of fighting against Penrius, but the rage of the main altar being destroyed now makes Mosta somewhat irrational.
The power of the abyss in the altar began to focus a little, and the huge figure of Mosta began to appear looming in the tortured hell. The upper body was driven by humans but the arms were like sickles like mantises. , And the lower body is a disgusting body like a worm, covered with various torture instruments. Dur painfully dominated the angry roar, and the entire field seems to be boiling.
A stronger shockwave than before was accompanied by the ghost image of the sickle, wherever the ground and sky were torn apart.
Painful flail! The power dominated by the demon brings not only the pain, but also the endless destruction of the spirit! Countless souls have been swept up, scrolling like a tornado, and those desperately howling souls continue to cut through everything they can touch like a blade.
It's terrible! Alcide protected Tokney in a comatose state in the sphere of light. Looking at this scene like the end of the world, Alcide knew that if there is no refuge for this sphere of light, even if it is a golden cloth This soul storm will also be smashed in an instant.
"That's it? What a pity Mosta ~ IndoMTL.com ~ It seems that the power of the abyss in your main altar is not enough to let you step into the main material plane."
The golden blade flashed over, and the seemingly fearful soul storm was split apart in an instant. The flame on the Penelope ’s blade even circled along the storm, using the crying souls as fuel, letting the whole Soul storms are turned into fire tornadoes.
The burned soul makes a cry, but unlike despair it is a voice full of understanding, compared with being tortured in the realm of demon forever, for these fallen souls, it may be completely annihilated Is the greatest relief.
Mosta ’s phantom came at this moment with an unwilling roar.
"If your deity fully steps into the material plane, you might still be able to fight me, but now ┉┉"
A bit of anger flashed through the flame-burning golden eyes of Penrius: "Go back to the twisted void, demon!"
The Sword of Flame shone with dazzling red light, puncturing the ground like a huge pillar of flame, and the space around it began to split apart under the blaze of the sky. (To be continued.)