Chapter 524: The Ambition of the Wuxin Demon

"boom!"

With an explosion, the soul-dead arrow hit the Sand Giant's chest directly, creating a huge wound with a diameter of more than one meter, and the power contained in it was undiminished, and it cut more than ten meters. The tall sand giant was blasted seven or eight meters away.

"Bang!"

After the sand giant was blasted seven to eight meters away and fell to the ground, it made a loud noise like the ground was shaking.

In an instant.

The giant sand composed of countless yellow sand disintegrated directly on the spot into a sky full of yellow sand.

The soul-death arrow shot by the forbidden object is very powerful, and the physical damage it brings is nothing to the Sand Demon, but the attack specifically targeted at the soul, even the current Sand Demon can't withstand it, and is directly shocked. The control of the sand giant was broken.

In its heyday, the Sand Demon, as a demon lord, could of course resist this attack without fear, but in order to pass through the earth's protective barrier, the Sand Demon's strength was less than ten percent.

Even if he sacrificed the flesh, blood, and souls of half of the town's residents and regained some strength through forbidden rituals, it was still far from being able to ignore this blow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Ghost Rider, who was pushed to the ground and beaten violently by the Sand Giant, struggled to climb out of the pit, then pulled out the iron chain wrapped around his body, and faced the fire that his soul fire sensed in the center of the yellow sand. The breath was taken away fiercely.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by an explosion.

The yellow sand scattered all over the sky was directly divided into two by a whip shadow entwined with hellfire.

The Sand Giant, who had endured a soul-destroying arrow, was whipped by the Ghost Rider's iron chain entwined with hellfire before he could recover.

When a whip almost severed the Sand Demon's spine, the raging hellfire spread directly from the hell chain, sticking to the Sand Demon's body and burning.

"puff······"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood and feeling the pain on his body and soul, the Sand Evil Spirit immediately realized something was wrong.

The fire of hell can burn not only objects but also souls.

If it is entangled in the hellfire like a tarsal insect, it will undoubtedly make things worse for the Sand Demon who has not yet recovered.

"Sand Slough!"

Before the Ghost Rider could pull down the whip rope, the body of the Sand Demon quickly transformed into sand, turning into a sand sculpture ignited by the fire of hell.

Bang!

When the iron lock fell, it was outside a hollow sand sculpture.

Like a bug, the Sand Demon shed its shell and had long since escaped underground, avoiding the attack from the Ghost Rider.

but.

The demon of sand did not flee.

After re-condensing a sand giant not far away, he roared at the bald man not far away: "Idiot, take care of your men, or I will swallow you before I can deal with that skeleton."

The bald man, whose face was somewhat ugly because of his broken arm, immediately turned pale and lowered his head after feeling the anger of the Sand Demon.

"Sorry, sir, it was just an accident. I promise that such an accident will not happen again."

Before the bald man could even wait for the devil to forgive him, thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.

【Bosat's Thunder】

The lightning streaking across the void in a zigzag shape suddenly came out of thin air and blew the bald man with his head down.

"Pfft!"

The bald man who was blown away by [Bosat's Thunder], although his chest was almost carbonized by the powerful [Bosat's Thunder], he did not die immediately after he had ceased to be a human being after believing in the devil. .

Instead, he tried his best to stretch his other arm, which was paralyzed by lightning, to the pocket on his waist.

There is a place for him to heal his injuries and even make a comeback from adversity.

As long as he gets that thing, he can make the bastard who attacked him pay the price.

"Damn it, you actually attacked me while I was apologizing to the demon lord. Wait, when I get that, I will definitely skin you alive!"

The bald man, who was filled with hatred, kept roaring in his heart.

A gunshot resembling a dragon's roar echoed across the battlefield again.

"Bang!"

The next second.

The bald man's head exploded instantly, like an exploded watermelon, with juice splashing everywhere.

As the bald man who organized this attack by the devil believers, he was shot in the head by Aylin without even having a chance to open up the territory.

Cooperating with Wang, he quickly dealt with the bald man.

Other mages in the New York Sanctuary.

He also solved another extraordinary person among this group of devil believers who had received a gift from the devil, and also successfully captured one alive.

After solving the extraordinary person among this group of demon believers.

The remaining ordinary people with weapons are certainly no match for the Temple Mage.

While the king was going to round up the demon believers who were starting to escape, Aylin strolled next to the headless corpse of the bald man.

Then from his pocket.

He took out a small devil pendant.

This demon pendant is not carved with the Mephitus that the bald man believes in, but a demon with the head of a black goat.

Aylin, who had no research on demons, did not recognize the demon carved on the demon pendant, but the moment he held the demon pendant.

All kinds of blasphemous thoughts kept going into Aylin's head.

At the same time.

A voice from the dark told Ailin that if he put those blasphemous thoughts into action, he would be blessed by the demon pendant.

If the blasphemous thoughts were strong enough and interesting enough, he could even "summon" the black goat to possess him during the blasphemy process.

After being possessed by the black goat, the holder of the demon pendant would have the strength comparable to that of a pure-blooded demon.

However, after each possession, the demon pendant would take away something from the holder forever.

It could be a certain emotion of the holder, or a certain relationship of the holder, or even a certain organ of the holder, or the holder's... life.

"So that's why, no wonder that bald man had such strong emotions in his heart after being hit by the king, he originally wanted to use this to turn the tables!"

Although this random price is a bit dangerous, being able to possess the combat power of a pure-blooded demon for a short period of time, this demon pendant is also a powerful trump card.

However...

A demon sealed into a pendant is really rare!

The mental force field surged, shielding all his thoughts to avoid being sensed by the demon pendant in his hand. Ailin looked at the demon pendant in his hand and smiled playfully.

That's right.

The demon pendant in his hand is not a magic item or a taboo.

It is a real, living demon.

It's just that this demon was petrified and sealed for some unknown reason, and turned into such a cautious demon pendant.

And the various blasphemous thoughts that just flooded into Ailin's mind were just the means by which the other party tempted Ailin to fall.

However, this temptation could not shake Ailin's spiritual realm at all. Instead, Ailin took the opportunity to peek into the essence of this demon pendant.

After playing with the demon pendant in his hand.

Ailin, who had no time to study this demon pendant for the time being, directly attached it to the [Ring of the God of Fire].

Whenever the sealed demon in the pendant had any unusual movements, Ailin would immediately draw out the eternal fire of the [Ring of the God of Fire] to help the other party calm down.

In fact,

There was no need for Ailin to say it.

After sticking to the [Ring of the God of Fire], the demon pendant that had been instilling all kinds of blasphemous thoughts into Ailin suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the demon pendant that had become more obedient, Ailin chuckled and looked towards the battlefield that had not yet stopped not far away.

After being tricked by the demon believers on his side, the Sand Demon had just finished yelling at the bald man.

The Ghost Rider, who had suppressed a lot of anger after being beaten up by the Sand Demon before, rode the roaring Soul Chariot and rushed up again.

But this time.

The Ghost Rider learned his lesson. He did not directly confront the Sand Giant, who was extremely powerful and not afraid of damage, but drove the Soul Chariot, using the mobility of the Soul Battlefield Soul and the constantly waving Hell Chain to continuously attack the Sand Giant from a distance.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

The chains burning with the fire of hell, every time they twitched, could pull off a piece of "meat" from the huge body of the Sand Giant.

The hellfire splashed from the chains onto the sand giant, forcing the sand giant to shake off the sand stained with hellfire to avoid the spread and burning of hellfire.

This seemingly ineffective attack, after a little bit of accumulation, also consumed a lot of power of the sand demon.

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Holy Angel Cemetery, Houston.

Holy Angel Cemetery is a subordinate cemetery of St. Michael's Cathedral and the largest cemetery in Houston.

Dozens of archbishops, thousands of clergy and tens of thousands of devout believers are buried in this cemetery.

It is precisely because of this that this cemetery has a trace of sacred power to protect it from being disturbed.

But tonight, this peace was broken by an uninvited guest.

When the sand demon and the evil ghost rider were fighting.

Under the dark night.

A man in black suddenly appeared outside the Holy Angel Cemetery.

After feeling the sacred power contained in this cemetery, Wu Xinmo suddenly appeared outside this cemetery, glanced at the name of the cemetery, and a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on his pale face.

"Heh, Holy Angel Cemetery, did Michael really protect you in the past?"

After a sneer.

Wu Xinmo raised his right foot and walked towards the gravekeeper's hut in the Holy Angel Cemetery.

Although there was a disdainful smile on his face, after entering this cemetery, Wu Xinmo's steps became slow, as if every step he took required him to use all his strength.

Obviously.

Wu Xinmo was not as relaxed as he said.

Although the sacred power accumulated in this cemetery over the years could not stop Wu Xinmo's steps, the rejection of him also made Mephitos, who had just come to the world and had not yet recovered, feel uncomfortable.

Dinglingling.

As if noticing someone coming, an old man wearing a gray-black cowboy hat and with a weathered face walked out of the gravekeeper's hut.

Then he leaned against the door frame and shouted to Wu Xinmo from a distance: "Hey, man, the cemetery is not open to the public at night, please leave here."

After hearing this voice, Wu Xinmo, who was secretly fighting with the sacred power that filled the entire Holy Angel Cemetery, stopped and turned to look at the old man leaning against the door frame.

The moment Wu Xinmo turned his head, his pale and handsome face suddenly turned into an evil and terrifying face in the darkness.

The old man's pupils shrank sharply when he saw this scene, and then he subconsciously grabbed a double-barreled shotgun hanging on the door frame.

After looking at the double-barreled shotgun in the old man's hand with disdain, Wu Xinmo looked at the old man and said, "I won't abide by Michael's rules, but, Carter Slay, you don't really think that if you hide here, Michael, that arrogant guy, will protect a person who sold his soul to the devil, right?"

"Besides, it must be uncomfortable to stay in a cemetery full of sacred power every day."

As he said this, Wu Xinmo, who seemed to be a little disgusted with the sacred power, suddenly closed his eyes. After carefully feeling it, he shook his hands outward and suddenly opened his eyes.

The next second.

In the Holy Angel Cemetery, the sacred power that suppressed the Witch Heart Demon was directly repelled by the sudden outburst of the Witch Heart Demon.

After twisting his neck, the Witch Heart Demon chuckled and said, "It feels much better now, what do you think?"

After seeing the sacred power that "tortured" him in the past was directly dispersed by the Witch Heart Demon, Carter Slay's face did not show any joy, but a flash of horror.

Although the sacred power in the Holy Angel Cemetery was "consuming" the demon power in his body every day, making him feel like he was experiencing inhuman torture every moment, it was also a barrier to protect him from being sensed by Mephitos.

No one knew better than him how powerful the sacred power in the Holy Angel Cemetery was. After all, this was the place he had chosen for a long time before he found it to spend the rest of his life.

Ordinary demons who came to this cemetery would probably be suppressed by the sacred power that filled the cemetery and could not move, let alone dispel it.

But today.

A demon suddenly appeared in front of him, not only exposing his hidden identity, but also easily dispersing the sacred power in the Holy Angel Cemetery.

Thinking of this, Carter Slay, who was extremely fearful in his eyes, said in a deep voice: "Who are you...?"

"Me?"

Wu Xinmo's figure disappeared in an instant like a ghost. The next second he suddenly appeared in front of Carter Slay and grabbed Carter Slay's neck.

Wu Xinmo slowly lifted Carter Slay's slightly hunched body in the air and chuckled: "Why, don't you remember me? If it wasn't me, how could you escape my father's pursuit?"