Chapter 739: Under the Palace

The middle-aged man was startled when he heard his words. Although his Ripper scar was a rare legendary scar, it was not the first time it had appeared in history, and this old man made him feel extremely dangerous. It's an Inner Desolation-level master, or even a stronger existence. There is no reason for such a character not to recognize the Ripper's magic mark, and the latter's words are a bit weird.

When he was frightened, several whistling sounds flew over from the palace, and it was the other eight people.

The middle-aged man looked up, his face turned pale immediately, and the hairs on his back stood up. These eight people gave him the feeling that none of them were weaker than him!

"You are not from here!" He took a deep breath, feeling the haze of death covering him, but he did not dare to back down, and said forcefully, "Where are you from? What are you doing here? Our Majesty walks in the abyss." Or, if you don’t want to die, leave immediately!”

"Of course I know that your Majesty is an abyss walker." The stooped old man smiled, "Every wall master is an abyss walker, unfortunately, even if he is the abyss master, so what? Can he save you? "

The hope in the middle-aged man's heart was instantly disillusioned, and his heart was filled with fear. He knew that these people were definitely not refugees scattered outside the wall, but came from another huge wall! Moreover, they also knew that His Majesty was not here, indicating that their invasion was premeditated! !

Suddenly, his mind flashed like a bolt from the blue, and he instantly thought of the purpose of the nine people from another giant wall: "You want to snatch the body of our goddess Sylvia? Don't even think about it!!"

He glared angrily, the anger in his heart instantly surpassed the fear, and roared: "Even if I die, I will not let you succeed!!" His voice was so loud that it spread throughout the palace.

"It's a bit difficult to want to die." The crooked old man smiled lightly, turned his head to the stout fat man next to him and said, "Second brother, this kind of demon body should be your thing, and I'll leave it to you to deal with it."

"Brother, can you not call me the second child? It sounds weird!" The fat man muttered, and then he said, but his body walked towards the Great Master, and entered the demon body while walking. The disc melted and turned into black mucus covering the whole body, revealing his demon body in a blink of an eye—this is a huge fat man nearly four meters tall, with a round body, which is somewhat similar to a spherical black prison except for the outline of his limbs .

The middle-aged man saw that the nine people didn't take him seriously and didn't join forces to attack. He was slightly relieved, but when he saw the fat man's strange demon body, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. What he has never seen is definitely not the appearance of the eight legendary magic scars in his cognition. Of course, he has only seen seven kinds of demon bodies transformed from the eight legendary magic scars. As for the number one dream breeder, he has never seen it before. , but it is not expected to be such an ugly and simple appearance.

The fat man moved forward slowly, seemingly not in a hurry.

Seeing this, the great master backed away slowly, not because he was afraid, but on purpose to slowly distance himself from his accomplices, so as not to be attacked and rescued by his accomplices when he killed himself.

"Why are you running? Judging by your demon body, you should be very good at attacking. Come and hit me!" the fat man shouted.

The Great Master ignored it, and still retreated slowly. Looking at the fat man's demon body, he guessed that he was not good at speed, but tended to be passive defensive instead.

Seeing that he continued to back away, the fat man was a little impatient, "Didn't you just say that death would not let us succeed? Why did you coax him in a blink of an eye? Really, since you don't do anything, I will."

The great master stared at him, not daring to relax.

The fat man moved as soon as he spoke, and his body suddenly bounced towards the Great Master, with an extremely fast speed. The Great Master's pupils shrank. He didn't expect him to be so big and so fast, but he was prepared and counterattacked in an instant. The sharp blades and limbs of his body flowed like a peacock spreading its tail. Each sharp blade rubbed a metal-like texture. Pounced on Fatty, the sharp blade shot into his body like countless sharp swords, and then spun.

He moved quickly, and the sharp blades and limbs all over his body shook rapidly, causing terrifying damage.

Fatty's body was cut hundreds of times in an instant, but... not a single drop of blood flowed out.

After a burst of attacks by the Great Master, the feeling from Li Ren's limbs was that every attack was successful. When he backed away, he thought that the fat man had been cut into countless pieces, but when he looked over, he was surprised to find that the fat man was still in good shape. Standing in place, there were countless lines on his body, all of which were scratches he cut, but no blood seeped out, and these lines gradually became lighter and lighter until they completely healed and disappeared.

"How is it possible!" He widened his eyes in disbelief.

The attack just now was enough to kill him hundreds of times, yet he wasn't injured at all?

"It seems that my ability is just enough to restrain you!" The fat man grinned when he saw the ghostly expression on his face, and jumped out suddenly. His fat body hugged the Great Master like lightning. He opened his mouth wide. It was as elastic as it could be to swallow a human head, and directly contained the head of the great master in his mouth, and then slowly hugged the great master with his body.

The body of the Grand Master struggled desperately as if he had fallen into a swamp, but the effect was weak.

Soon, Fatty's body doubled in size again, but sharp bladed limbs protruded from all over his body, as if his whole body was covered with spikes.

He patted his belly, grinned and said, "This guy is a bit difficult to digest, it will take some time."

"It seems that the top experts in this sacred wall are nothing more than that, they are too weak." The graceful third sister shook her head and said.

"It's not that he's weak, it's that the second brother's ability is too special, just to restrain his aggressive type." Another handsome young man with shawl hair said: "That kind of demon body, you can tell how terrifying it is at a glance. If we make a move, we may not be able to beat him one-on-one, the attack power is too strong!"

"Little San, look at the place where the body of the Goddess of War is buried. There should be pioneers stationed around there." The stooped old man said coldly.

The graceful woman couldn't help muttering: "Brother, can you stop calling me that, how many times have I told you!"

"Exactly!" Fatty immediately seconded, "Mine too, you have to change it."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." The stooped old man frowned.

The graceful woman pouted slightly, but still spread out the sensory network as she said. After a while, she looked a little surprised, looked down at her feet, and said: "Just below here, there are five masters, four of them are pioneers, and the other One can't perceive the specific strength, wait, there are two more things, are they monsters?"

"Monster?"

"Why are the monsters here, the monsters they tamed?"

"I didn't expect that these people's means are not small, and they can tame monsters. What is the level of monsters?"

The graceful woman closed her eyes again, and after a while, she opened them slowly, and said, "One of them can't sense it, and the other monster should have a hunting level of over a hundred, and besides..." She turned her head and looked outside the palace, "Someone is here, two of them are Inner Desolate level masters."