The White Ghost King chose to lower his status and took the initiative to serve as a younger brother to the Dark Lord.
How tired is it for you to control a bunch of demons by yourself?
Leave it to me, I just have the ability to command, you concentrate on killing the people you want to kill, I can hold back the other small fish in the human race.
A dozen people against more than twenty people plus the White Ghost King.
Zhang Shimo's face was not very good, they were struggling.
There are still a bunch of demon armies outside.
So the human camp is very passive.
But the truth is that those ghosts and demons who came to fish in troubled waters did not rush into the Demon King's territory.
They have heard about the Dark Lord eating people, and they dare not go in at all.
So at present, there are three enemies: the White Ghost King trio, the Dark Lord, and the Apocalypse.
Ye An stood in the dark, accumulating strength and thinking.
Zhao Huaiyi and the Apocalypse will not produce results in a short time.
Zhang Shimo's chance of winning is also very small.
So the key to breaking the situation is on my side.
Suddenly.
Ye An asked: "Did the Dark Lord appear on your side?"
"No." Zhang Shimo responded quickly.
Hearing this, Ye An frowned.
This powerful enemy has not yet taken action himself, only using the domain and the demon general.
Where will he appear in person?
Here he comes!
Ye An's eyes condensed, and he turned around and punched without hesitation.
"Boom!"
The punch that had accumulated for thirty seconds caused the earth to crack.
The Dark Lord was unharmed, and his figure flashed and appeared beside Ye An, saying lightly: "Erase."
The order fell.
An unknown force fell on Ye An, trying to erase him from this world.
At this moment, he felt very strange.
It was as if I had lost consciousness all over my body, my body no longer belonged to me, and this world was getting farther and farther away from me.
What a terrible power.
But it was useless.
In the darkness, Ye An shouted: "War!"
Wu Yi can block everything!
The Dark Lord looked at the young man in front of him with flames surging, and his eyes changed slightly.
Ye An was covered in flames, suspended in the air, looking down at him with a sneer on his face.
This is a provocation!
The Dark Lord's eyes were gloomy.
Martial will can certainly block everything, but that also depends on the amount of your martial will.
"Erase it for me!"
The Dark Lord was angry, and huge energy surged out of his soul.
The power that separated Ye An from the world appeared again, and it was many times larger than at the beginning, as if countless hands appeared and tore his body.
The original raging fire, now like a reed swaying in the wind, was no longer as vigorous and huge as at the beginning, as if it was gradually extinguished.
As long as the fire was extinguished, Ye An would not be able to resist the Dark Lord's attack.
At this moment.
The firelight shone on the Dark Lord's face, he stared at Ye An, and according to his previous expression, he showed a sneer.
Completely reproduced.
Laugh?
Continue to laugh?
Can you still laugh?
The fire on Ye An's body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although he was constantly accumulating strength and accumulating fist will, the Dark Lord was a natural cripple, and the energy in his soul was as much as the sea.
In terms of energy intensity and breadth, in this world, at this age, there is only one Apocalypse who is slightly higher than him, and the rest are at most equal to him.
It is impossible for anyone to have more than him!
Compete with himself in hard power?
He just thinks Ye An is really courageous. After not seeing him for a few days, has he forgotten his position?
Just relying on this little flame, you dare to laugh at me?
At this time.
The Dark Lord frowned.
The fire on Ye An's body that was about to go out suddenly increased.
He seemed to have used some special means to strengthen his martial spirit.
"It's in vain."
Although the Dark Lord was a little surprised, he did not change his expression.
Just now, it was only 60% of his strength, because he felt that 60% was enough for an opponent of Ye An's level.
But now it seems that he has indeed gained some improvement during this period.
How much could it be?
The Dark Lord's eyes condensed.
Eighty percent of the power fell!
Ye An only felt that the tearing feeling suddenly increased.
It seems that the strength of the Heavenly Cripple is really not exaggerated.
The Supreme Fist can only withstand 60% of his power in normal state.
It can only withstand 80% in the burst state.
No matter how strong the infinite talent is, it will eventually be inferior to the Heavenly Cripple.
At this time.
The Dark Lord asked: "Don't laugh anymore?"
Ye An glanced at him and continued.
Clenched his fist!
Dao Fruit, release!
"Boom!"
A loud noise!
Endless martial spirit surged from the Dao fruit.
The flames of war surged, and the flames rose to the sky.
Even Ye An's image changed.
His eyes were burning, and the pupils could no longer be seen, only the unextinguished flames.
The Dark Lord's face changed slightly.
What's this?
Why did his fist spirit suddenly surge so much, even so huge that it soared into the sky.
Suddenly.
His face became a little ugly.
Because Ye An really grinned.
The corners of his mouth rose, and the flames floated with the corners of his mouth.
Ye An lowered his head and asked, "You don't smile anymore?"
The Dark Lord raised his head, his eyes condensed, and said, "It turns out that luck really works."
"In just two months, your strength has improved to such a level, which can only be explained by luck."
"Okay, okay."
"Maybe you are the key to my survival."
"Luck... the more the better."
After saying that, the Dark Lord also laughed.
Ye An looked like he could fight him head-on.
But it was just an appearance.
After all, he was not afraid of Zhao Huaiyi now.
The Dark Lord moved his fingers slightly, and a dimensional slash slashed towards Ye An.
Ye An's face was calm.
As the wind started, his figure flashed and he easily dodged.
The Dark Lord raised his hand again and exerted force.
Twelve dimensional slashes!
Just one, this time directly twelve slashes!
The number was huge, covering Ye An's whole body.
But as long as the wind was there, a hundred would be useless.
Ye An was seen shaking quickly in the air, and the firelight left several afterimages.
Dodge them all!
Then You Lin started.
Legs burst!
Sprint!
A hundred meters was only in the blink of an eye.
Ye An appeared in front of Hei Xiao and punched directly at his face.
There was no ripple on Hei Xiao's face.
The punch fell, and he dodged.
The two fought at the speed of light in the darkness.
"Block."
Hei Xiao gave the order.
The space around Ye An was locked.
He frowned.
The opponent's move did not face his body directly, so the wind barrier was not activated.
He did not automatically dodge and was trapped in a space of 1 meter long, wide and 3 meters high.
Hei Xiao's dark and slender fingers crossed in front of him.
"Strangle!"
The order was given again.
Ye An squatted and accumulated power!
The attack arrived.
Fist out!
The extreme state was briefly activated.
He actually blasted the barrier in front of him with a punch and easily avoided the attack!
Ye An quickly looked at the Dark Lord, trying to judge his next move from his body language. This is combat experience.
Then.
The Dark Lord raised his hand.
Sure enough, he blocked the space again.
This time, Ye An even predicted it in advance and charged up for half a second longer, which can be said to be breaking the barrier in seconds.
But his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
I saw a big knife with a monstrous blood light slashing from the side!
Blood Knife Demon God!
He had read all the information about the enemy before coming in.
Xikaka, one of the seven talented demon gods, is the Blood Knife Demon God.
Unexpectedly, this is just an appetizer.
Then three more ghost gods rushed from different directions!
Ye An did not hesitate to open the extreme state, shouting, and bursting.
But unexpectedly, this is not the end.
He looked up suddenly.
I saw the ghost king floating above his head, with black light wrapped around his hands.
"Soul-calming."
This young ghost clan genius with the name of king has a talent effect similar to Qi Wuguang, but some characteristics are more perverted.
Not only can it attack the soul, but it can also seal the opponent's talent!
At this moment.
Ye An only felt a strong sense of weightlessness.
He lost the ability to control his body.
It's over.
At this moment. He was surrounded by four demons.
Four evil spirits were wielding their weapons mercilessly to kill Ye An.
In front.
The Dark Lord raised his hand and strangled him with the Thirty-Six Dimension Slash.
Above.
Ghost King Shu closed his eyes and hummed a strange ballad.
The sense of weightlessness worsened.
Six deadly attacks came at the same time.
Ye An could do nothing, looking at it blankly, falling towards the black earth.
The Dark Lord looked at this scene and nodded silently.
It is true that an old man in the family is like a treasure.
With a hundred-year-old man like the White Ghost King giving advice, killing Ye An is like killing a dog.
He has foreseen the future.
The next second, all the attacks fell.
Ye An's body will be cut into pieces by his own dimensional slash, and then hammered into minced meat by the four demons.
In the end, he died so badly that even his body could not be pieced together.
As for support?
Those who can fight and save people, Li He, are still being dragged.
Zhao Huai and Ye are on top.
No one can save Ye An.
Once Ye An dies.
The combat power of the human race and the demon race will be completely inferior to ours.
This Apocalypse Star Operation will also be a great victory.
Thinking of this, the Dark Lord stood with his hands behind his back, feeling bored and tedious.
Across.
Ye An looked at the sky blankly.
His brain was still working, so he didn't stop thinking.
What to do?
I felt that my limbs were powerless, as if my soul and body were separated.
Those dozens of fatal attacks were right in front of me, getting closer and closer.
The Fengqi skill rune dimmed, sealed by the Ghost King.
I can't dodge automatically.
Unable to defend.
Unable to move.
Dream.
Yes, I still have the talent of dream.
Ye An quickly mobilized his talent.
No.
His heart was covered with a haze.
The dream was also forcibly sealed.
Although it was only sealed for a few seconds, but even the dream can't be used, what else do I have?
For a while.
Ye An was a little helpless, even...desperate.
As a natural war strategist, look at the current situation and calculate the situation.
No matter how many times you deduce it.
The ending seems to be the same.
Death.
Is it over?
No, open it, dream, break free from the seal.
Ye An's strong will to survive made the talent rune tremble violently.
The seal loosened and cracks appeared.
But it was too late.
The dimensional slash has been generated, the first slash, directly cut off my head.
Ye An was a little unwilling.
But there was nothing he could do.
Finally, his vision became turbid and gradually lost focus.
In this trance, he seemed to have an illusion.
I saw a white snowflake falling from the black sky, like a dandelion.
It's snowing in the black sky?
A revolving lantern, right?
Ye An smiled in his heart.
This can be regarded as God making up for his regret.
Because of the location of Tianshui City, it is very hot in summer and there is no snow in winter.
He has never seen what snow looks like since he was a child.
So he has always wanted to see a snow.
Across the way.
The Dark Lord looked down at his shoulder.
Snowflakes?
How strange.
It's snowing?
Thinking of this, all the attacks have already landed.
There was a terrifying vibration and roar from the direction where Ye An was.
The Dark Lord was too lazy to even take a second look.
What's so good about minced meat?
He looked up at the sky curiously, and saw dense snowflakes falling from the dark sky, and the number increased, and it turned into a snowstorm in a few blinks of an eye.