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The opponent's main target this time was to target the lichs, roll them onto the ground with a crazy sandstorm, and drag them into the ground and rub them desperately.

Asmod's face was dark.

If this continues, his army will be like a potato, being cut off one layer and then another layer until it is cut into a bare commander.

What made Asmodemo even more helpless was that the other party's demigod was very cowardly and was willing to maintain the harassment tactics, and his true body never showed up. Even if the other party's true body ended, it would definitely result in great results, and he would rather hide in nowhere.

This situation made Asmode, who was trying to sneak attack and play the beheading tactic, feel a little disintegrated. This is to clearly show the rhythm of dragging him to death. At this rhythm, even if he successfully ran out of the quicksand desert, no more than 20% of his army would be left.

"Damn it, how could I draw such a battlefield?" Asmod roared angrily.

If it weren't for this disgusting quicksand battlefield, Asmod taught that demigod how to be a human being in minutes.

At the same time, among the three demons in the sky.

The fallen demon god Samar and the dark demon god Mamen both looked at each other, showing a hint of embarrassment. It is obvious that choosing this quicksand battlefield was the secret of these two gods.

In order to operate the battlefield and to hide from the demon god Satan, they paid a huge price of divine power.

Originally, for the sake of conservatism, the army of the Demon Flame was all heavy infantry, and the quicksand zone was the most unfavorable scene for them. In this case, even if the Demon Flame had hidden strength, it would be limited by the battlefield.

They even divided the Night Blade Prince and Asmod's troops on the two wings of the Demon Flame, and could attack him at any time.

Indeed, they did a good job of designing.

But the two great demons never expected that the boy Demon Flame was so hidden that he actually had a demigod under his command. It would be fine if he was just a demigod, but he would not have the final say on the battlefield.

But that demigod was actually a demigod who was proficient in manipulating sand and gravel.

This quicksand battlefield that was arranged with great effort was simply the opponent's super home court. With his demigod, he completely dragged Asmod's army into the quagmire.

The two demon gods were so regretful. If they had known what they had done to cheat with divine power? This behavior was simply a way to make a profit from the enemy and the boy Demon Flame was in vain.

Unfortunately, even the two demons didn't know how many trump cards Wang Yan, who turned into a demon flame, had. He could guarantee that no matter what battlefield the other party created, he had the ability to win the championship.

I won’t mention the various thoughts of the demons for the time being.

The battle between Wang Yan and Prince Ye Blade is coming to an end.

It was not Wang Yan's army that completely wiped out the Ye Blade Prince's army, but that Ye Blade Prince had been captured, and several legendary peak ogres tied him up and pulled him into pieces.

If he dares to resist at all, the violent ogre warrior can pull his limbs into pieces as if he is pulling his hands and tearing a chicken.

The leader was captured and was at a disadvantage. After a few words of encouragement to surrender, the Yebian Prince's troops were depressed and left their weapons and surrendered. How can this battle continue?

Could it be that it is really a sight to see Prince Ye Blade being torn apart by the other party?

Most of the lion, scorpion, knights are young nobles of the Night Demon Clan. The actual controller of the Night Demon Clan is the father of the Night Blade Prince.

If Prince Ye Blade is really letting him die here, the Night Evil Demon King, who is suffering from the loss of his son, will do something crazy, and you can even think of it with your toes.

Surrender, this is already a war that will definitely lose.

"Aoao~"

Among the army of demon flames that won the final battle, the ogres and barbarian warriors roared wildly and excitedly, and even the harpies and succubus were chirping excitedly.

No wonder, the Night Demon Clan is a top-class demon in the entire hell world. It is not inferior to the Purgatory Demon Clan in terms of level and strength potential. These top-class demons have always been high-ranking existences.

Ogres, barbarians, harps and succubus are just slaves, playthings, and cannon fodder for the top demons.

Now, under the leadership of His Royal Highness Demon Flame, they have won such a beautiful battle. No wonder they are very excited and their momentum is as swollen as a rainbow.

"Demon Flame, Demon Flame!"

The ogres danced in their ancient and traditional ways to express their joy after winning the battle, and shouted the names of their leaders.

The harps and succubus are relatively awake, and they begin to collect spoils flexibly and maneuverably. Whether it is the enemy's corpses, weapons, equipment, or personal supplies, they are all within the scope of spoils.

These Night Demons are all high-level races, including claws, blood, hearts, wings, skins, even eye beads and skulls. They are all excellent refining materials. If you don't use them, you can sell them at a high price.

Of course, lion and scorpion beasts are also good, the meat is delicious, and the body materials can also be refined and sold for money.

They are all girls and have a delicate mind. After hearing the rumors, His Royal Highness Demon Flame has spent money to break up in order to cultivate his talents. They want to grab more spoils and save money for His Royal Highness Demon Flame.

With their actions, the honest barbarian warriors joined the ranks of packing up the spoils after being stunned. They all rushed to do the dirty and tiring work, especially the work of dismantling the corpses and loading them into Lydia's space.

Legend.

Every ogre is a robber in his heart and is born with an extremely eagerness to collect spoils.

As robbers, how could the ogre warriors watch their allies collect the sacred spoils? They immediately didn't bother to dance the earth and dance and entered the robber mode.

The comrades were already doing the plunder. The huge "simple" ogres focused on the prisoners. They began to pull out the armor of the prisoners with thick hands and feet, rub off the space equipment they carried with them, and flipped them naked up and down to check if there were any missing wealth that had not been collected.

Such behavior of the ogre made the young night demons who came from nobles angry and scolded the ogres for their abuse of prisoners. They said that they were all nobles, and even if they were captured, they still required to enjoy the treatment of prisoners.

However, soon, the ogre leader Abulon Giant Hammer allowed them to learn what the real treatment of prisoners was.

He pinched the head of a Night Demon Captain, checked it and said, "Well, this guy is seriously injured and has died. It's so pitiful."

Where is the serious injury gone?

The other Night Demon captives showed a slightly strange expression. The captive was only slightly injured. Where was the injury serious and where was it gone?

Sudden.

Abulon Giant Hammer's big hand suddenly squeezed, and the night demon's head exploded with a bang, and the juice splattered and flowed, looking extremely miserable.

As everyone was stunned, Abulon grinned and threw the body to his subordinates. He said in a normal tone: "Don't waste such good meat, stew me a pot and eat it with everyone."

After saying that, he licked the juice on his hands, showing obsessive and excited expression, and looked at the prisoners greedily, as if they were choosing the next pot of delicacies.

The two ogres were as if they had obtained a treasure and happily carried the night demon's body into the camp.

Silent as a cicada.

All the Night Demon Captains swallowed their saliva and felt cold all over. They dared not speak anymore, otherwise they would be crushed to death and become food after being targeted by this terrible ogre.

Although the Night Demon Clan is also cruel and terrifying, they are always cruel to others. But now that bad luck is coming to them, they can't stand it.

"Uh..." When friends from Earth saw this scene, they felt a little nauseous and dared not accept it.

"Old, boss, it's probably not good to abuse prisoners like this, right?" Zhang Weidao secretly said to Wang Yan.

"There is nothing wrong. Instead of sympathizing with the enemy, it is better to sympathize with the earthlings." Wang Yan stayed in hell for a long time and discovered that the whole universe is more and more prevalent. The law of the jungle is prevalent. He said to several earthlings calmly, "We have had a life-and-death war with the abyss. If we humans lose, we will inevitably become slaves on the abyss demon chopping board and are slaughtered."

"It's rare to agree with Lao Wang's opinion." Shiva goddess Indira sneered and said, "These Night Demons are not good things at all. If we lose this battle, the outcome will only be even worse."

While several earthlings were muttering to themselves, the three demons began to make trouble again.

"Bastard!" The dark demon god Mamen was furious and was very angry. "A mere low-cost ogre, how dare you do such a thing? How does the Demon Flame Boy take care of his subordinates?" The Night Demon Clan is a race that the dark demon god Mamen has carefully cultivated for countless years. Although it seems that it has become disobedient recently, after all, it has to be seen by the owner when beating a dog.

The boy Demon Flame lets the ogre betray the prisoner so much, and clearly does not take him, the demon god, seriously.

"Haha~ Old Mamen, our hell world emphasizes the prevalence of the weak. To be a prisoner, you must have the awareness of being a prisoner. One by one, you are coquettish, and it is natural to be killed to warn the monkey." The demon god Satan naturally spoke to his son completely. Of course, there is no idiom for killing the chicken to warn the monkey in the world. It is just that when translated into Earth Chinese, it is expressed in idioms with similar meanings.

In fact, the demon god Satan still admires the ogre, which is fierce and cruel. When fighting, it seems that he has killed several generals from the other side.

Just as the demons argued about this matter.

The captured Prince Ye Blade also roared: "Demon Flame, you despicable and shameless beast, if you have the habit, kill me. Come on, kill me." He lost this battle with great grievance.

"Haha~ Until now, you are not convinced, right?" Wang Yan sneered, "Do you think I will be afraid of the old dog of the Night Evil Demon King? Even if the son of this god kills you, what can that old dog do to me?"

An old dog made the face of the Night Evil Demon King who was watching the game in the audience turn blue and white. Damn Demon Flame Boy, if you win, you will win. How dare you humiliate this Demon King?

However, as Wang Yan said, the Night Evil Demon King really has no choice but to deal with him. Who calls his father the Satan Demon God, one of the three great demons?

But this kid is too arrogant and domineering. If he has the chance, he must settle the score with him.

at the same time.

Wang Yan, who was at the live broadcast, suddenly took out a bottle of medicine and asked a barbarian warrior to spread the mouth of Prince Ye Blade and poured it into half a bottle.

Whether it was the three demons or the audience, they all took a breath of air conditioning.

Your Highness Demon Flame won’t really kill Prince Ye Blade?

If you disagree, you will feed the other party medicine. This medicine is clearly incorrect.

"Demon Flame Boy, I'm so brave." The Night Evil Demon King roared angrily, "Myer Ye Bian has been captured, and he actually dares to kill him."

The great demon king of Yesha stood up and shouted to the sky inexplicably, "Your Majesty Majesty, that boy Demon Flame is too bullying, so please let Your Majesty make the decision for the old minister."

"Hmph, don't worry, Ye Jie." The voice of the demon god Ma Men sounded in the ears of the great demon king Ye Jie, "With this god here, it's not the turn of the demon flame to be arrogant. If Ye Jie is in danger of life, I will definitely rescue him and will teach that boy a lesson."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Night Demon King bowed with gratitude.

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"You, you!" Prince Ye Blade's face turned pale. In fact, he himself didn't expect that the Demon Flame Boy was so bold. He was trembling in fear when he hit his soul, "What potion did you feed me?"

Some potions have very domineering functions, which may make people worse than death.

"Haha, if you don't understand, I'll give you some tips." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Your Highness Prince Night Blade, do you still remember that someone snatched a bottle of medicine from you the night before the Hell Conference?"

"What?"

In an instant, Prince Ye Blade's eyes glared out, his face turned pale and filled with horror, "The guy that night was actually yours? Bastard, beast, you, you actually feed me the Ten Thousand Touch Beast Spirit~ Hua."

His eyes began to turn white with fear of the consequences.

"That's right, it was indeed my person that night." Wang Yan smiled very happily. He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. He squinted his eyes and said, "Your Highness, Prince Ye Blade, please forgive me for being a little bit uninformed. Can you tell me what is your bottle of Ten Thousand Touch Beast Spirit~ Hua?"

"You... beast." Prince Ye Blade roared and cursed. He didn't believe that Demon Flame would not know the effect of the essence of the Ten Thousand Touch Beasts.

He clearly wanted to use this method to completely trample on his dignity.

As soon as Prince Ye Blade finished speaking, the medicine began to appear. His slightly gray skin turned red, his breathing rapidly, his eyes became blurred and demented. He tried his best to control himself and roared in anger and panic: "Demon Flame, kill me, please kill me."

"Oh, I dare not kill you." Wang Yan said with a panic look on his face, "You are also the dignified Prince of Night Blade. I want to kill you. What should you do if your old Yesha dog comes to me to fight hard? Oh, that's the big demon king who controls the entire Night Demon Clan. My demon flame has weak shoulders and can't bear it. Your Highness Yesha, enjoy your own potion."
Chapter completed!