RNP Chapter 659
Chapter 659
The whole normal universe hasn't changed much.
Pounds' true body has appeared in the Demon Realm.
He took a look at the eerie and desolate familiar surroundings around him, and held a wisp of demonic energy in the palm of his hand.
"Sure enough, I'm in the Demon Realm again. Pounds
closed his eyes, the
eternal power in his body working normally under his control, and
Pounds' hands formed a complex gesture seal.
"Go!"
...
The Demon Realm,
where I don't know how far away Pounds was when he first settled.
One was dressed in black robes identical to Pounds, carrying a lantern in his hand, and a raven stood quietly on top of it.
Glancing at the crowd surrounding him.
"Masrong, is this your plan?"
~
"They all thought that you had left the Demon Realm, only I knew that you were still in the Demon Realm, because of the legend of the Lantern Raven Lord, I know exactly what is going on." A
terrible voice came, very strange, making people think that the person was very afraid of the black-robed lantern man in front of him.
Strangely, the man didn't elaborate on the black-robed man's past, as if there was nothing remarkable in the past that deserved to be written about.
"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, although your lantern-bearer Raven Lord is famous, but under the siege of more than twenty of our demon lords, you will definitely die. "
Yes, today is the end of your Lamp-bearer, Raven Lord. The
black-robed man smiled evilly.
"Really
?" "Yes, do you still think you can escape?" "That is, you killed so many demon lords, so that the twelve demon gods ordered to snipe you, do you think you can
escape?" "Who said I was going to escape? Maybe I
deliberately exposed it?"
At first, the mournful sound mixed in with the crowd, and the sound came out fluttering.
"Don't be afraid, he's just one person, as long as we work together, how can he beat more than 20 of us together.
As Mastron's voice rang out, a group of people began to agree.
"It's just that he's just a man.
"Let's go up together, kill him, and go to the demon god to receive the reward."
"That is, don't be afraid, he used to be a sneak attack, and now there are so many people, he is just bluffing. The
black robe calmly settled in the center of them, looking around at the demon lord of the demon realm who surrounded the heavens and the earth.
I secretly cried out in my heart.
There are more than 20 people, and it is indeed not something he can resist.
'The deity, it seems that I can't wait for you to come, and I don't know if I can leave you some clues. This
black robe is the clone that Pounds split up after killing the four men of the Demon God of Virjitbo Owo.
I left him in the Demon Realm, but I didn't expect to live until now.
What's even worse is that it has been stirring up the wind and rain, making the people of the entire demon world hate the lantern man and the crow master so much.
The point is that he can't keep his hands on it, and he can't catch it at all.
Masron
, who fled cunningly at the beginning,
was afraid of the liquidation of the Demon God of Aowo, and fled far away.
Now he has successfully cultivated his shadow space and promoted to the Demon God Realm, but he has not yet revealed it.
He has to wait until the last moment, when everyone suppresses the lantern bearer, and then reveals his strong strength, and directly enjoys his secrets.
As for the reward of the demon god
, Mastron, who knew his secret, disdained it.
He saw with his own eyes that Pounds, who was just a newcomer to the Demon Lord, not to mention the victory of a single pair of five, and then he was able to wrestle with the Demon God and gain the upper hand.
To say that he had no secrets, he Masrong was the first to refuse.
This is the most fundamental purpose of encouraging so many demon lords to put aside their prejudices and deal with the lantern man and the crow lord together.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have done such a thankless job.
There is no interest, even if there is a grudge against him, he will not jump out.
"Don't talk nonsense with him, let's go together. "
Masjon doesn't make everyone hesitate.
Hesitation is a bad thing, so he hid directly in the dark and shot a light skill at Pounds' clone.
The black robe didn't stop, adhering to the golden rule of striking first and suffering last, and directly erupted into a black mist in the sky.
"Go!" The
lantern in his hand flew directly into the air, releasing a black mist and began to burn brightly.
Similarly, ravens on lanterns fly high and a distinctive noise is heard.
As
soon as the black robe made a move, the rest of the demon lords naturally began to fight back in order not to suffer a blow.
All of a sudden
, the light technique, energy bomb, qigong wave, and so on all rushed towards the black robe.
The black fog in the sky has thinned a little.
Hmm~
"Look, he's injured, come on, work hard, you must take him today."
Mastron's voice resounded in the audience,
as if hot oil had been poured on a fire.
The demon lords are like chicken blood.
No one stepped forward to attack in close quarters, and they all released their skills from a distance.
The black robe is attacked from all sides, even if he is strong, he is not able to face more than 20 enemies of the same level.
After all, he is only a doppelganger of Pounds, not Pounds himself, and his means are limited.
In the face of the flood of attacks, he quickly became exhausted.
The gray magic in his body poured out of his body, and the raven split in two, two into four, and the sky was all over the sky in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the sky was filled, the ravens began to attack all the demon lords present without fear of death.
"Hmph!"
some people came back to help.
They just said better than they sang, and they really wanted them to attack the black robe at the cost of injury, and none of them were willing to do such a stupid thing.
Everyone had different thoughts, looked like each other, and gave the black robe a chance to breathe.
The various skills that attacked him were instantly reduced by two-thirds.
The black robe breathed a sigh of relief
, he was unwilling to disappear like this, maybe there was still a chance to save it.
Gritting his teeth, he strengthened the energy in his body and urged the lantern, and the black mist once again enveloped the entire battlefield.
The black-robed figure loomed in the black mist.
"Oh no, can't let him run. "
There was a demon lord who was anxious, and when he saw that the black robe was injured, he didn't care about it, and rushed in directly.
Seeing this, Ma Sirong's face changed.