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Chapter 1968 Rolling

Half of the body was wrapped in hot magma and fell heavily from the sky to the ground and landed on a sand dune.

Just as the weathering process has increased tens of millions of times, the half-giant body has decayed, and the flesh and blood have turned into ashes, and in a blink of an eye, only ferocious and huge bones are left.

The demons looked at this scene in despair, feeling that their faith had collapsed. They really couldn't believe that the omnipotent controller had actually failed?

Even though he has not fallen at this moment, he is destined to lose, and there is probably no possibility of turning the tables.

"Little bug, I see where you escape!"

Seeing the controller fleeing, the Warmad Lord chased and left without caring at all if he would be ambushed.

Even though this is a world controlled by the demons, he is fearless, obviously he is extremely confident in his strength.

A monk like him must have attacked countless planes. Although the demon plane is not weak, it may not be taken seriously by the War Crazy Lord.

If they dared to let Tang Zhen lure the controllers to come, they would definitely have the means to win. Now it seems that this is true.

It turns out that the controller is no match for the monks in Loucheng, and it is already quite difficult to escape this place successfully.

Just as the Warmad Lord was chasing him, the huge waves suddenly turned bloody red in the distance.

This red is blood, and the smell is soaring.

Pieces of flesh and blood as huge as houses, like fallen leaves flying in the wind, rolling in the blood waves.

As the blood surged, a huge figure could be seen from time to time, constantly circling and flashing.

However, this figure has been covered with bruises and injuries in many places are extremely serious, and huge bones and internal organs can be clearly seen.

It was like a desperate trapped beast, struggling desperately, but it was unable to escape from the hunter's control.

The bystanders recognized at a glance that this was the original body of another controller, but the domineering aura that was originally arrogant, but now it looks extremely embarrassed.

It is easy to know without guessing that it is also in trouble and is crushed and beaten by the monks in Loucheng.

The demon gods who saw this scene were completely desperate, and the bone-winged demon god was even more limp on the ground, as if their soul had been pulled out of their body.

Tang Zhen ignored the devastated demon gods at all, but still stared at the battlefield without turning his eyes, with brilliant eyes in his eyes.

The Creator's battle scenes really opened his eyes, and the methods of the monks in Loucheng made him even more amazing.

The seemingly powerful native monks are no match for the monks in Loucheng. Perhaps as the War Crazy Lord said, their best choice is to get up and escape.

In order to prevent the invasion of Loucheng monks, the demons specially created a solid shell, and then acted as a turtle tortoise and acted as a mighty man in their nest.

The harvest of the human race once in a thousand years seems to be quite like that, but in fact it is extremely ridiculous.

A group of powerful monks, whose highest combat power has reached the level of Creator, is thinking about plundering from the weak human race all day long, but ignores the wealth of other planes.

How much oil can a group of human races who are deliberately controlled by their strength and harvested once in a thousand years?

In Tang Zhen's opinion, the harvest once every thousand years was simply a humiliation, but these idiots were still complacent.

It can only be said that the demon race is full of cowards, and the root cause lies in the controllers. It is precisely because of them that the demon plane has fallen to this level.

It turns out that one soldier is a group of soldiers and a bunch of bears.

The cornerstone platform once told Tang Zhen that the strength of the demon plane should not be underestimated. This may not be exaggeration, but it was just the demon plane thousands of years ago.

The demons who suffered a crushing defeat in the Loucheng world and chose to retreat and avoid the battle have long lost their original strength and aura.

Just as these thoughts flashed through Tang Zhen’s mind, the battle became more and more intense in the rolling blood waves.

The huge figure stirred up a huge wave and tried to reverse the crisis, but the effect was not obvious.

"Boom!"

The huge wave was broken, and the huge figure appeared, and an angry roar came to the sky.

Just next to this huge figure, a figure in a white robe appeared. Even in the filthy wave of blood, it was still spotless.

This figure is the Star Spirit Lord. He was carrying a three-foot long sword in his hand, walking on the waves like a wandering strolling in the garden.

Every sword swing will bring out the shocking sword light. When it falls on the huge figure, a large piece of flesh and blood will be cut off.

The situation of the controller was extremely dangerous. When facing the Star Spirit Lord, he had almost no power to fight back.

From the beginning of the battle, it was suppressed and tried to escape from the battlefield, but it did not expect that the long sword of the Star Spirit Lord could not get rid of it like a maggot with bones.

Seeing that the battle in the Sea of ​​Magma had ended, the controller who fought with the Warmad Lord was severely injured and fled, and the controller was no longer interested in fighting.

It carried the attack of the Star Spirit Lord and fled desperately to the distance. Wherever it passed, the huge waves turned into a steel-like ice blade and swarmed towards the Star Spirit Lord.

Although this attack cannot help the Star Spirit Lord, it can delay his pursuit and increase the possibility of successful escape.

The Star Spirit Lord chuckled, ignored the ice blades and chased after them with a three-foot sword.

A sound that was neither anxious nor slow also came to Tang Zhen's ears at this time.

"Lord Tang Zhen, Lord Zhan Kuang and I will clear those two guys, and we will leave the teleportation channel to you.

You just need to keep the channel running normally. When we kill these crawlers, we will return to this place."

After leaving a sentence, the Star Spirit Lord disappeared and probably had left the scope of the Black Desert at this moment.

"Don't worry, you two will definitely not make any mistakes."

Tang Zhen retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the teleportation channel beside him, confirming that he was still operating normally.

The construction and operation of the teleportation channel is much more time than summoning magic circles. The former requires teleportation of building cities and a large number of monks, and it is absolutely impossible to complete it in a short time.

The main work is completed by the cornerstone platform. What Tang Zhen has to do is to ensure the stability of the coordinates and not be destroyed by others in the middle.

Since this incident has alarmed the controller, it is equivalent to alarming the entire demon clan. It can be foreseen that in the next time, countless demon clans will inevitably come straight to the Black Desert.

Therefore, Tang Zhen also had to take on the guard mission, resist the attacks of those demons, and teleported them to Loucheng monks.

This mission is also dangerous. Tang Zhen will face countless enemies, including strong men at the level of demon gods, and even controllers may appear.

Especially at the moment when the teleportation channel is completed, the aura of the Tower City World will pour in continuously. When the aura of the two worlds collide with each other, there will definitely be amazing visions.

At this time, even if you want to conceal it, you can't do it. Someone must guard the teleportation channel to ensure that it will not be destroyed by the enemy.

The main task of the two lords is to build and guard teleportation channels, but they obviously did not take this matter to heart.

Or in their opinion, Tang Zhen alone could defend the teleportation channel.

This is not a deliberate way, but a sufficient confidence in Tang Zhen. Otherwise, if one person is replaced, the two lords may not dare to leave with confidence.

The plane invasion is extraordinary. The two lords bear heavy responsibilities, so how could they act hastily?

The key is to eliminate the demon controller. At this time, the demon controller suffered heavy damage, so the two lords naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.

As for the demon monks below the control, in the eyes of the two lords, they are nothing but native chickens and tiles, which is not worth worrying about.
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