Archdemon

Huo Ling kept releasing spells, and these demons could not bear the damage at all.

Mo Lin looked at the demons, who were already covered with wounds. Even he himself had been injured to varying degrees, and the magic props on his body were almost consumed.

At this point, Morin had to admit that he lost this time.

Mo Lin flashed his wings, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Retreat!"

This voice seemed to be squeezed out of Morin's teeth. He looked at Huo Ling deeply and said: "Lord Huo Ling, you won this time, but next time... you won't have such good luck!"

"Let's go!"

These holy domain demons slowly withdrew from the battlefield and flew away.

Huo Ling looked at these demons who wanted to leave, especially Morin, and shook his head slightly. He said: "Lord Morin, there is no need to wait for the next time, and you won't see the next time!"

After that, he threw out the war shackles!

The war shackles were quickly activated, and a rune shackle fell on Huo Ling and Morin respectively.

This scene shocked Morin, who had already taken off. He found that he could no longer take off, and could not even leave Huo Ling too far away.

"Kill them all!"

This time, it was Huo Ling who roared.

His voice was high and majestic. As his order was issued, several holy domains around him all rushed forward and rushed towards the devils.

Except for Morin, the eyes of the other holy domain devils fell on another deep hell demon at this time.

The deep hell demon looked at Huo Ling deeply, glanced at Morin on the ground, and said, "Let's go!"

"No! Take me with you!" Morin panicked this time, and he shouted in fear.

Although his strength was the strongest among these devils, he could not stand being beaten by Huo Ling and these holy domain undeads.

But the other demons soon abandoned him, quickly rose up, and wanted to fly away.

However, Huo Ling obviously did not let them go completely. This time, he wanted to scare this group of demons.

There was no hope of annihilating all these demons, but it was not a problem to leave one more.

He quickly cast a spell at the location where the demons fled, and a soul scream soon appeared on the route of the demons' escape.

Accompanied by a scream that directly attacked the soul, the fleeing demons suddenly felt a splitting headache. They even lost the ability to fly for a time and fell from the sky.

At this time, the blue dragon also used a spell-like spell, lightning burst, and mainly attacked one of the most seriously injured horned demons.

This attack became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The horned demon was severely injured and his movement speed was greatly reduced.

As the blue dragon's projection flew over, it pressed it firmly on the ground and bit it, and the fate of this horned demon was soon doomed.

The other demons did not dare to stay any longer. A sanctuary wizard who was casting spells with all his strength was not something they could deal with with their wounds all over their bodies.

Looking at the three high-level undead chasing after him, the Hell Demon quickly gave up the horned demon that was pressed under the blue dragon.

They flew up quickly and fled into the distance regardless of anything.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the blue dragon's roar, the horned demon under his feet was completely killed by him.

Huo Ling set his eyes on Morin. Knowing that he had lost the ability to escape, Morin now gathered his magic power again.

Even if he died, Morin did not want to die too humbly.

"Lord Morin, surrender. There is no need for us to go to this point." Huo Ling persuaded Morin to surrender.

"I still underestimated you, a reptile. You want me to surrender? Forget that idea. I will wait for you in the Styx!"

Molin roared angrily, holding a two-handed war hammer in his hand, and the wings behind him spread to the maximum in the roar, like an angry lion.

Huo Ling shook his head slightly. He still admired Morin very much. He dared to fight and found Huo Ling, a competitor who was stealing his business, and directly mobilized the army.

If it were someone else, he might have been directly pressed to death by Morin. How could a sanctuary be the opponent of six sanctuaries, even if this sanctuary was an adult red dragon and a part-time mage.

However, the only pity was that he still misjudged the power in Huo Ling's hands.

This was also Huo Ling's luck. If he had not signed a death covenant with Nusteen, he would have been able to spend resources to summon three high-level undead warriors.

Without these high-level undead, Huo Ling alone, even if he released defensive spells all the time, could not withstand the siege of six sanctuary demons.

Unless he runs away as soon as the war starts, defeat will be his final outcome.But there is no if in the development of things. Morin lost, and he had to bear the bitter fruit.

Huo Ling moved his mental power, and three high-level undead and the blue dragon rushed towards Morin.

Morin was worthy of his identity as a deep hell refiner. Even under siege, he persisted for more than ten minutes.

Morin also mastered a secondary rule, but it didn't work when he was besieged.

Finally, when the sound of the battlefield stopped and the smoke and dust of the fierce battle dissipated, only a half-kneeling figure was left on the spot.

There was almost no place without scars on Morin's body. His dying counterattack also caused some damage to the enemies who besieged him.

However, Huo Ling deliberately let the blue dragon bear most of the damage, because he was not a real creature, but just a projection formed by a ball of magic.

The battle was over, and Huo Ling dismissed the blue dragon.

As for the other three high-level undead, they had been fighting for more than two hours, and there was still a little time left that could not be wasted, so these three high-level undead acted as the vanguard of breaking the formation.

After the upper-level demons left, the morale and military spirit of the Legion Demons were severely damaged.

Originally, these demons had been beaten back step by step when facing the siege of the undead warriors, and now they had lost their backbone.

Huo Ling walked in front of Morin's body, grabbed the horns on the head of the Deep Hell Refiner with one hand, and dragged him towards the demon's army.

Along the way, the neatly lined undead soldiers moved to both sides, leaving a passage for Huo Ling in the middle.

When Huo Ling's figure dragged Morin's body to the front of the formation, there was an uproar in the Legion Demon's army.

Some low-level Legion Demons swallowed nervously, and they cast inquiring eyes to their direct superiors.

Huo Ling dropped Morin's body and said to the army of the Legion Demons: "Devils, your battles have been enough to prove your loyalty. Now! Put down your weapons and think about yourselves!"