Archdemon

Just like the two popes fighting two against one before, they couldn't defeat Juventus quickly.

The three legends of the invading legion couldn't defeat the two native enemies in a short time.

When no one noticed, the beacon had begun to work.

Outside the Hemel plane, somewhere in the outer void, Huo Ling once again set up a magic circle for a pile of meteorites.

He returned to the meteorite where the portal was set up.

A magic power popped out and ignited the portal.

As a master of space, he quickly calculated the signal sent by the beacon, and then fine-tuned the portal.

Then, he transformed into a huge dragon man, wearing heavy armor, and stepped into the portal.

This place is not far from the Hemel plane. Relying on the speed of transmission, he arrived in an instant.

Next, it will be a long time. He needs to slowly squeeze into this world that is seriously repulsive to him.

This feeling is like a mortal shuttling through a swimming pool filled with rubber.

It was as if countless hands were pushing Huo Ling, or pulling Huo Ling from behind, preventing him from entering the Hemel plane.

But how could this be possible?

Huo Ling was determined to enter this plane!

On the battlefield of the plane, someone had already discovered the surging light of the portal.

This time, the light was more dazzling than the previous times when Juve and the other three were teleported, and the fluctuations were more obvious.

In the previous few times, when this kind of surging light appeared, it would not take long to see the figure of the teleported person.

But this time, the portal had been shining for a whole day, and no figure was seen.

All the clergymen were lifted up, and even the gods outside the plane, they also locked their eyes on this portal.

Finally.

A tall figure appeared in the rippling mirror of the portal.

A cardinal looked over and seemed to see a huge sea of ​​corpses and blood, with countless limbs and fragments piled up like mountains.

A sea of ​​blood flowed on the ground, and countless resentful souls were constantly flying in the air.

This scene made it difficult for the cardinal to breathe.

"How powerful this is, how blasphemous!" He said in a voice that was almost groaning.

At this moment, his morale was almost lost.

This was the effect of the fear aura on Huo Ling's body. In his life, he had no idea how many lives had died in his hands and in the hands of his undead.

The corpses and souls of countless demons have made Huo Ling's abilities, which also made his fear aura condense to an unprecedented effect.

Even the fear aura of a legendary demon may not be as strong as that of Huo Ling.

Even though there was still a portal between them, Huo Ling had not really squeezed in, but he had already affected the morale of many clergy.

Huo Ling burst out with strength and squeezed out with all his strength. Every step he took was very difficult, as if he was trapped in amber that had not yet solidified.

Another day passed before Huo Ling's head finally came out. He had a helmet on his head and was wearing heavy armor, like a heavily armored warrior.

Four dragon horns stretched out from the holes reserved in the helmet and bent backwards.

Huo Ling thrust out his hands, and infinite rule power gathered on his body, and he was accelerating himself to pull out.

Every step Huo Ling took forward was so heavy, and every step he took was not necessarily closer to the Humer plane.

The repulsion of this plane was quite strong, and at least 80% of Huo Ling's steps were useless, and he would be slowly pushed back.

But Huo Ling, who was bursting with power, was still unwaveringly approaching the Humer plane.

In the eyes of the clergy, this scene was like a terrifying demon king coming to the world.

A tall and ferocious figure, wearing heavy armor with sharp spikes on it, and with a thick darkness on his body.

Fear seemed to condense into substance and flow down like liquid.

Every step he took made a roar that shocked the entire battlefield, and every step made the entire battlefield tremble.

Beside him, many skulls and resentful souls were flying around like nightmares.

Tiny lightning and flames were constantly appearing and dying around him.

These tiny lightnings kept appearing from the surrounding space, and then collided with his body, but they had no effect on him at all, only sparks of collision would appear.

In the sky, a large piece of thick dark clouds was condensing, which were all rejection and counterattacks from the plane.

Huo Ling's headA part of his upper body had been squeezed out, and his cold eyes stared at the dark clouds in the sky.

He was not only looking at the dark clouds caused by the repulsion of this plane, but also looking at the kingdom of gods in the outer void from the lower world.

The face of the Pope of the God of Dusk turned a little pale. He saw the performance after Huo Ling appeared, and he knew that this was an extremely powerful existence.

"Heretics!"

The old Pope held a scepter and turned a powerful magic that was originally intended to attack Vito and fired it at Huo Ling.

"Boom!"

The magic passed through a very long distance and exploded in front of the portal.

Huo Ling's magic defense shield accurately defended against all these attacks.

And this attack also made Huo Ling look at the Pope of the God of Dusk. His eyes were calm. Such an attack was not a powerful threat to Huo Ling at this time.

Just an indigenous legend.

Huo Ling slightly pulled open his mouth. He was not a warrior like Yu Wen and Ren Jingchen. Even if only one head came in, he could deal with these legends and pseudo-legends.

Huo Ling began to chant the long spell. Although he could cast spells without spells, chanting spells could increase the effect of spells.

A large number of runes appeared around the portal, quickly mobilizing more magic power and rule power.

Legend: Finger of Death!

A green ray was quickly released by Huo Ling, and then shot at the Pope of the God of Dusk.

"Damn it!!"

The Pope of the God of Dusk turned pale instantly. He felt a strong breath of death from this spell.

All the divine amulets and divine shields on his body were activated. At this time, he could no longer dodge and could only bear this spell.

This ray of death pierced through several defensive shields with unstoppable force and hit the Pope of the God of Dusk.

Fortunately, the Pope had enough defensive means to consume most of the magic power of this spell and reduce the power of the spell.

Otherwise, even if this spell could not kill him, it would be enough to make him drink a pot.