Chapter 1649 Boss, Let's Blow It Up!

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"Your Highness, it seems that someone has got there first."

The other trusted general of Prince Nightblade, the bearded Purton, showed his fierce eyes, "There is no time to lose, let's lead our men to kill them!"

"No hurry." Prince Nightblade raised his mouth slightly, and said cunningly, "Let them kill each other to their heart's content first."

"But those harpies are a problem." Prince Nightblade said, his expression became sinister, "Withdraw our scout Night Fang and let those guys from the Shadow Demon Clan go, so that they don't think that our Night Demon Clan is too powerful and don't let them make merit."

When the bearded Purton and the tall and thin general Isaiah heard it, they all showed meaningful smiles and complimented: "Your Highness is wise, it seems that the legendary ancient dragon is ours!"

The Shadow Demon Clan is a strange species between half matter and half element. Not only are they good at using dark energy, but they also have an innate talent for space. Compared with the Night Demon Clan, they are almost born from darkness and can completely blend into the shadow.

Maybe the frontal combat capability is not as good as the Night Demon Clan, but in a single round of lurking, hiding and assassination, the Shadow Demon Clan dares to claim the first place, and no species in the Hell World dares to claim the second place.

It is perfect for them to deal with the Harpy Banshee who is already in the open.

In addition, in order to check and balance each other, the Black God Demon God Mammon clearly stipulated that the three major races of Shadow Demon, Night Demon and Demon Demon must exist at the same time in the army of the Dark Demon Realm.

There are naturally two other races in Prince Night Blade's team.

At this time, let the Shadow Demon Clan fight desperately, and they, the Night Demon Clan, will be the last one to reap the benefits, which is naturally more comfortable!

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At the same time, in the core area of ​​the Hot Sand Overlord's lair, the battle has entered a state of anxiety that is difficult to resolve.

"Roar!"

"I don't believe it! This Overlord doesn't believe it! This Overlord will never lose!"

The Hot Sand Overlord, who was red-eyed with killing, roared loudly, showing his madness.

It swung its tail violently in place, and a violent sandstorm suddenly rose up. Wherever the tail hammer swept, the mountains hundreds of meters away were shattered by this violent impact wave in an instant.

"Boom!"

The mountain collapsed, the ground flew away, and along with this visible impact wave, the rolling yellow sand was like a huge avalanche rolling down from the top of the mountain, with the power of destroying everything, surging towards the surroundings.

With such a large-scale attack, Wang Yan, who was fighting with it, had no way to avoid it, so he had to withdraw and retreat. At the same time, he opened the defense barrier of the Eight-foot Mirror and resisted this powerful impact.

"Ah!"

"Go to hell!"

The hot sand overlord, who had been fighting to the point of madness, took advantage of the cover of sand and impact waves, showed his dragon horns, kicked his four feet quickly, and the wing membrane expanded. The whole huge body instantly jumped into the air, looking like a meteorite falling from the sky, falling towards Wang Yan.

"Bang!"

The sharp and thick dragon horn, coupled with the powerful impact of the Hot Sand Overlord, instantly blasted the defensive barrier in front of Wang Yan! And the dragon horn that rushed forward did not slow down, and went straight to Wang Yan's chest.

"Damn, do you want to fight with this son of God? Haha, then it depends on whether you have the ability!"

The Eight-foot Mirror barrier was broken, causing Wang Yan's eyes to shrink, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart. However, he was also very eager to fight at this time, and the boiling blood in his body seemed to burn with fierce fighting.

At this moment, facing the fierce and desperate Hot Sand Overlord, he knew that he was locked by the other party's breath and had nowhere to retreat. He did not hesitate and clenched the war hammer in his hand. Just when the dragon horn of the Hot Sand Overlord was about to hit him, the war hammer in his hand was suddenly pulled up and blasted down in an instant.

"Boom!"

Like a nuclear bomb explosion, the layers of flames and the rolling sand suddenly rose hundreds of meters. The impact wave, half flame and half sand, immediately rolled up a visible impact wave, rushing towards the surroundings.

At the center of the explosion, Wang Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person could not control it and flew backwards. The hot sand overlord was even worse. Under the fierce smash of the fire hammer, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he wailed non-stop. At the same time, under the impact of the huge power, the entire huge dragon body was overturned.

"Hula!"

"Boom!"

At this point, the violent explosion impact could no longer be controlled, and it gushed all the way to the bottom of the nest with a devastating force.

The predator cavalry who were fighting fiercely below, seeing that the situation was not right, immediately tensed up and turned around to evacuate to a distance. And those sand claw dragons and wing claw dragons were so scared that they seemed to be in great danger, and they ran away in a hurry.

Some of the slow-reacting sand claw dragons and pterosaurs were either engulfed by the flames and turned into ashes in an instant, or buried by the sand and soil, and finally crushed to pieces under the huge stranglehold.

When the sand and flames subsided, the sand claw dragons and pterosaurs, which were already at a disadvantage, were completely in a panic and could no longer organize an effective counterattack.

At this time, the predator cavalry under Wang Yan's command turned back again. The sand claw dragons and pterosaurs, which had basically been injured or killed, no longer had the desire to resist and completely became prey to be slaughtered.

In the end, they fled in a panic, and under the influence of strong fear and survival instinct, even the power of the hot sand overlord was useless.

"Yo, look, your descendants have begun to flee, you stupid dragon, why don't you surrender obediently?"

On the ruins, Wang Yan slowly stood up. Although a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his mouth corners were confidently raised.

The power of the ancient dragon is indeed well-deserved. The strength of the Hot Sand Overlord is far more fierce and domineering than the original Flame Lake Overlord.

The head-to-head confrontation with such a majestic and powerful ancient dragon did make him suffer a little loss, but it also allowed him to fully stimulate the blood power in his body, giving him a complete battle.

As a human who has reached the realm of demigods and has practiced his martial arts to the extreme, only such close-to-the-limit battles can make his strength continue to increase.

Moreover, Wang Yan didn't care about this minor injury at the moment. With his strong genes derived from the Demon God of Purgatory, he could easily recover like this.

"Hululu..."

On the other side, the Overlord of Hot Sand fell on the ruins, panting heavily, roaring in his throat, and then slowly straightened his majestic body.

It's just that its appearance at this time is much more miserable than Wang Yan's. Almost all of the sand armor that covered its body was shattered and fell off. The exposed skin and body had already become scarred and covered with bloodstains from the battles and explosions.

At this time, it shook its somewhat groggy head and stared coldly at Wang Yan ahead.

Although it didn't speak, the situation in front of it and Wang Yan, who was almost undamaged, made it feel fear from the bottom of its heart.

It cursed secretly, how could the purgatory demon in front of it be so strong?

If those Flame Breath Raider cavalry are more powerful than their people, it is because of their weapons and equipment and abundant military training. But the enemy in front of this purgatory demon clan, known as the son of the devil, is its hot sand overlord! How could it be so unhurried?

The key point is that this son of the devil, after fighting with the hot sand overlord so many times, his injuries are not very obvious. How is this possible?

How could there be such a powerful purgatory demon clan in this world?

"Crash!"

Due to the fighting on the ground, a series of sounds of surging gravel began to be heard from the underground lair that was almost completely buried.

Soon, under the joint gazes of Wang Yan and the Overlord of Hot Sand, a flow of sand broke through the ground filled with rubble. The next moment, the majestic body of the Desert Emperor appeared in front of a man and a dragon.

Later, Chi Huo, Chi Shu, Ablon, Camus and other subordinates, as well as Zhang Weidao, Wu Bujie, Shiva Goddess and other earth companions, were each lifted out by a stream of yellow sand.

As for the sand claw dragons that had surrounded and suppressed them before, they had long been buried under them in the sea of ​​sand that had filled the entire lair. Can it survive safely? Then it all depends on the creation of those sand claw dragons.

"Well, my Lord Demon Flame, the slave family has done everything you asked them to do! You, when you come back, you have to reward me well..." As soon as Princess Chisao came out, she quickly claimed the credit and said: She patted the storage boxes hanging around her waist charmingly, "Look, they are all good stuff!"

"Yes, yes, my God, I have never seen so many gold and silver treasures in my life!" Zhang Weidao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth with joy, because there were so many treasures in his lair, so many. .

"Amitabha, today is really great. The poor monk actually took a bath in the treasure." Wu Bujie smiled naively. He smelled his clothes and said with emotion, "Ah! The poor monk is covered in the copper of money. Stink!”

What was even more outrageous was Shentu Tianlu. He wiped his bald head and said with a smile: "I can't help it. There's too much gold and it takes up too much space. So, hehe... I can't help it. I can only eat them all." !”

While talking, Shentu Tianlu shamelessly tore off his shirt and showed off his strong muscles and dozens of thick and trembling golden tentacles in front of the Hot Sand Overlord.

That's right, it's a gold tentacle, and it's still golden, 24K pure gold tentacles.

Right now, Shentu Tianlu had eaten so much gold that from head to toe, every inch of skin and every inch of muscle was gleaming with gold, even to the point where the armpit hair on his armpits turned golden.

"puff!"

"Ouch!"

The Overlord of Hot Sand was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and screamed, "You! You are bullying others too much! I, this Overlord, will never spare you!"

Being exposed to a group of extremely arrogant intruders talking about the treasure that belongs to its hot sand overlords, this kind of naked humiliation and blow is simply adding salt to its wounds, making it extremely angry and wishing to eat these group of people alive. Shameless intruder!

"Haha, what about returning the overlord? In the eyes of this general, you are already a dead dragon." The person who spoke out was the main planner of this operation, Camus, the Thorn of Shadows.

The people following him were the two dark elf lieutenants, Elsa and Enzo. But there is no doubt that the three of them also have a circle of storage boxes hanging around their waists.

"Oh, let's deal with it quickly. This ancient dragon looks quite pitiful."

Lydia, who is kind-hearted, can no longer bear to see the hateful Demon Flame Lord bullying this pitiful Hot Sand Overlord anymore. At this time, she turned to look at the goddess Shiva beside her, and she and the high priest Belika seemed to be discussing how to give this hot sand overlord a happy time later.

Seeing this scene, the Overlord of Hot Sand almost cried. How could it, the majestic overlord of the hot sand desert, be reduced to this? To actually have sympathy for this seemingly weak human being is simply the most ruthless trampling on its proud dignity!

"It's just an ancient dragon, but he dares to claim to be the overlord in front of our boss?"

Lord Crimson Charm, who was already eager to try, immediately drew out his holy weapon, the Pure Flame Battle Ax, and said with a sly smile, "Hey, boss, let's go together, let's explode it together!"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

The ogre Abron Gianthammer and his shaman priest Walpole Blue Shield nodded repeatedly, but they were drooling. People who didn't know them would think that they were not going to fight next, but to have a feast.

"Assholes..."

The Hot Sand Overlord began to slowly retreat. It knew that the other side had more people and it would definitely not be the opponent of the other side. Although it was full of reluctance, as long as it had this life, it might not be without a chance of revenge.

"You bastards, this overlord will remember you! Sooner or later, this overlord will get everything back from you!"

The Hot Sand Overlord gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Yan and others fiercely. As long as it can survive, the revenge of a demigod-level overlord will definitely be everyone's nightmare!

After saying that, the Hot Sand Overlord exerted force on all four legs, turned around and wanted to escape to a distance.

Unexpectedly, a giant hand made entirely of yellow sand instantly pressed it to the ground.

"Hmph, you want revenge? I'm afraid you don't have the chance anymore." The person who just made the move was the proudly standing Desert Emperor Ganesus.

At this time, they were in the heart of the desert, and the ground was full of sand. Although it was the home court of the Hot Sand Overlord, it was also a tiger with wings for the Desert Emperor.

"Sand control?"

The Hot Sand Overlord was a little surprised. It was like a small animal pressed to the ground by someone's hand. Although its body was huge, it still looked dwarfed by a giant hand that was as big as a pyramid.

"Hmph! Tiny human, you want to tie up this Overlord?"

The Hot Sand Overlord looked fierce, as if he was very annoyed by being trapped by humans with sand, but the situation was urgent and he had no time to get angry and retaliate. The dragon body shook, and the giant hand that trapped it instantly collapsed.

Just when it wanted to escape again, something happened that made it terrified.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

The Flame Breath Plunderers who had already killed the Sand Claw Dragon turned around and used heavy crossbows to shoot the Purgatory Steel Cables and Purgatory Steel Nets they were equipped with at the Hot Sand Overlord.

"Clang!"

A series of sounds that sounded like the sound of metal clashing began to ring out one after another.

As many as dozens of steel cables and steel nets were wrapped around the front paws, hind legs, waist and abdomen, and thick tail of the Hot Sand Overlord.

The other ends of these steel cables and steel nets were all connected to the winch carried by the Hell Flame Breath Hound. At this time, the sturdy and huge Hell Flame Breath Hounds had their hair standing up, and the four of them were deeply sunk into the ground, pulling with all their strength.

The barbarian cavalrymen who were originally riding on the hellhounds pulled the steel cables to the ground and pulled them, while other barbarian cavalrymen connected the steel cables with hooks and dug the other ends deeply into the ground with ground nails.

In just a moment, the huge hot sand overlord was like an insect entangled in spider silk, and was entangled and finally nailed to the surrounding mountains and the ground.

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