Starts With Fusing Devil Crystal

Among the entire Azure Bamboo Mountain Manor's allied forces, Reg was the weakest. As the leader of this alliance army, he had this reason. Mrs. Qiangwei's reason, the support of Uncle Lang, Vadorir, Ice Bear and Badar's four expert of Emperor Level, was among everyone. His aura seemed to be the least. It seemed a little awkward to give orders. But at this moment, no one thought that Reg would give orders like this. There was nothing inappropriate about it.    

    

It was as if this was supposed to be the case.    

    

Everyone rushed forward once more, searching for their own targets. Longan must be the one who had been targeted the most. Ice Bear and Vadorir had come to find him.    

    

Uncle Lang and Badar faced the other expert of Emperor Level, and Omira fought against the Fire Magic Array. The three expert of King Levels fought against the Wind Magic Array at the same time. The six expert of King Levels that Reg had sent to Reg's side had already charged into the Wind Fire Array like a tiger into a flock of sheep.    

    

The impact of the six expert of King Levels, how could these Odin disciples, who had not even reached the sect level, defend against it?    

    

Basically, no one was a match for them. Once these expert of King Levels were stained with the blood of the Odin disciples, they would become even more ruthless. They knew very well that they had no way out.    

    

If Odin Sword Sect didn't die today, it would be their death.    

    

Although they regretted coming here to participate in this muddy water, standing on the Azure Bamboo Mountain Manor's side was their only way out.    

    

Reg didn't participate in the battle. Although he had killed Miles in the battle just now, he had suffered a serious injury when he passed through the energy of the explosion of the Fire Phoenix.    

    

Purple Dragon Anan, Golden Scale, Dragon, and Hawk were guarding Reg's side. They looked at Reg's weakened state. The Golden Scale simply let him sit on its back. After all, the Golden Scale now had a huge body. Although its broad back couldn't be compared to Purple Dragon Anan's, it was still incomparably stable.    

    

Purple Dragon Anan and the Golden Scale used the same lightning magic. Thick lightning bolts fell from the sky. They attacked the Odin disciples on the ground. Their attack range was very wide. Although they were floating in the air without moving, the range of their attacks covered almost a few hundred meters.    

    

Under the impact of the six expert of King Levels and the magic bombardment of the two Peak of King Level experts, the Odin Sword Sect disciples, whose morale had fallen to the point of collapse due to Miles's death, finally collapsed completely.    

    

All the mages in the Wind Fire Array jumped up from their positions and fled in all directions.    

    

They also understood that Odin Sword Sect was finished, just like Miles, who had fallen.    

    

If they didn't run now, they would have no chance to escape.    

    

Kill without hesitation. Didn't the young man who looked like a devil king give such an order?    

    

The escape of the mage in the Wind Fire Array caused the two magic arrays in the Wind Fire Array to quickly collapse. Without the mage guide in the magic array, how could he be a match for the expert of Emperor Level or a few expert of King Levels?    

    

In just a few breaths of time, Omira had already blasted his opponent in the expert of King Level until his chest caved in. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he fell from the sky.    

    

In front of the expert of Emperor Level, the resistance of the expert of King Level seemed so fragile.    

    

The collapse of the Wind Fire Array also symbolized the collapse of the Odin Sword Sect's final resistance.    

    

All the disciples of Odin who could escape had already fled. Every one of them wished they could have two more legs.    

    

Their eyes were filled with fear and panic that couldn't be concealed. The pride that they once had suddenly collapsed on this day.    

    

Reg sat on the back of the Golden Scale and watched the disciples of Odin being killed one by one. There was no sympathy in his eyes. Perhaps, he was more like a devil king that killed without blinking his eyes. However, if he, who carried the reputation of Gleny's descendant, wanted to live... He was destined to become a devil king!    

    

If he didn't kill anyone, he would kill himself. If he didn't eliminate the root of the problem, it would only be a matter of time before he became the root of the problem.    

    

The six expert of King Levels responsible for killing Odin's disciples didn't even need Reg's instructions. They had already split up in different directions. They were also clear that they were chasing after those Odin's disciples who had fled in all directions. If these people had avengers, they would definitely be on the revenge list. They might even be ranked in front of the Azure Bamboo Mountain Manor because they had betrayed their allies.    

    

Longan's heart felt like it was going to explode when he saw the large number of Odin disciples being killed. He shouted, "Reg!"    

    

Reg turned his head and looked at Longan, whose face was twisted because of anger. There was no guilt in his eyes. There was only cold killing intent. "Longan, you forced me to do this!"    

    

Longan clenched his teeth so hard that it almost shattered. Yes, all of this was caused by him.    

    

If he had not attacked recklessly, he would not have lost so many soldiers.    

    

If he accepted Remus's suggestion and informed the Thunder Sound Sect about this matter, and joined forces with the Thunder Sound Sect, how could the two holy lands suffer such a miserable situation in just a few days?    

    

...    

    

It was too late to regret, too late to regret.    

    

Longan's face was filled with sorrow. The winner was king and the loser was king. The Odin Sword Sect had stood for hundreds of years and was one of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds. He didn't expect to be defeated by him.    

    

Not only was it defeated, it was also a very tragic death.    

    

If Longan had a choice, he would definitely use his own life to perish together with Reg. However, as the Wind Fire Array collapsed, Omiradon continued to attack his own expert of King Level. The Odin powerhouse, who originally wanted to deal with two expert of King Levels, was now under the interference of Omiraj. He was either killed or injured after a few exchanges.    

    

More and more experts from the Azure Bamboo Mountain Manor's allied forces freed up their hands and joined in the siege against Longan and the expert of Emperor Level. There was no longer any escape route for Longan and the expert of Emperor Level in the sky and on the ground.    

    

Everyone knew very well that they must not be allowed to escape.    

    

If an expert of Emperor Level was fully focused on revenge, then this revenge would be very ferocious. Even the Azure Bamboo Mountain Manor, which had many experts, was hard to defend against because it could deal with those who were alone. He could also deal with your family and friends...    

    

A expert of Emperor Level that existed only for revenge was already at the end of its road. Would it still care about the dignity of the expert of Emperor Level?    

    

Longan wanted to escape, but three expert of Emperor Level and six or seven expert of King Level surrounded him tightly. Longan wanted to fight with his life on the line. Even if he had to die, he would drag him down with him. However, under such circumstances, he had already lost the qualification to fight with his life on the line.    

    

A formidable man was at the end of his rope.    

    

Reg sat on the back of the Golden Scale and watched as more and more wounds appeared on Longan's body. Finally, he was hit on the shoulder by Ice Bear's staff. After that, he was cut in half by Vadorir's Heaven Connecting Wheel Blade. His eyesight finally loosened a little.