I take the witch with me to conquer the world

A torrent of black and red magic power burst out from the magic array. Fang Sheng clenched the heavy sword with both hands and stared at the center of the array. The nameless man's intuition told him that there was a big guy inside, an existence that might be impossible to resist.

The air became hot and filled with the smell of sulfur. Lewan frowned and whispered: "It's a Balrog, most likely a Balor Balor!"

The manager's eyes widened, and he stuttered as he asked: "Miss Witch, you didn't perceive it wrong, did you, a Barlow Balrog?"

Le Wan shook her head and said tremblingly: "No, I have seen the knights of the church hunt down a Balor Balrog before."

The manager swallowed a mouthful of saliva and joked dryly: "What if you remember it wrong, Miss Witch?"

Lewan ignored the manager who was still joking. She opened the Mithril Book and prayed: "Goddess of Glory! Please listen to my prayer and give us the power of the Holy Light to destroy evil!" The Holy Light sprinkled Below, the weapons of Fang Sheng and the manager were shrouded in white holy light.

After Lewan finished praying, she felt the power of faith left in her body. She bit her lips lightly. She crossed her hands on her chest and prayed to the Goddess of Glory.

"I never thought I could set foot on the earth!" A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded. Fang Sheng looked at the magic circle. The original torrent of magic power had dissipated, leaving only a two-meter-tall humanoid figure standing in the center of the magic circle. .

Fang Sheng looked at the tall figure, with the devil's iconic giant goat horns on his head, fleshy wings like bat wings, the mane on his back that was burning with flames and steam, and the muscles on his long and powerful arms. Qiu knot.

Is this the Balor Fire Demon? Fang Sheng licked his dry lips. According to Wang Ming's records, he roughly scanned the types of demons, and the Balrog was at the front, so he naturally received his attention.

The Balrog is one of the oldest demon species in the Endless Abyss, and the Balor Balrog is generally the most powerful demon among the Balrog species.

Recalling the records of Balrog, Fang Sheng stared closely at Balrog's burning yellow eyes, but strangely, he actually felt that the Balrog in front of him looked familiar?

The manager on the side gave a bitter smile and said pessimistically: "A Barlow Fire Demon that is about to reach the fourth level. This demon warlock is really lucky!"

But who would have expected that upon hearing the manager's words, the Balor Fire Demon actually retorted: "Humans, it's not that humble warlock who is lucky. I took the initiative to answer the call!"

He looked at Fang Sheng, who was staring at him closely, with a ferocious smile on his lips, very happy: "Fang Sheng, I didn't expect it was really you!"

Fang Sheng was stunned. He didn't expect that the demon in front of him actually knew him and knew his name?

Seeing that Fang Sheng didn't speak, Balo Yanmo's face was a little distorted, and he shouted angrily: "You were so arrogant when you were strong in the war, but you are so arrogant now when you are very weak! I really don't know, this time What do you have to rely on!"

The flaming whip appeared and whipped Fang Sheng hard. It was so fast that Fang Sheng couldn't even raise his sword to defend before being whipped away!

Fang Sheng flew backwards and hit the house hard and landed on the ground. Fang Sheng coughed out a mouthful of blood and felt the holy light disappearing a little bit in his body. He thought that if it wasn't for the holy light, he might have gone to the west.

As soon as the afterimage appeared in front of him, Fang Sheng immediately became alert and mobilized the holy light in his body to create a protective shield on his body.

Balo Yanmo looked at Fang Sheng, who was protected by a milky white shield, with disgust and fear in his eyes. The Holy Glory of the Goddess of Glory, he was stabbed to death by Fang Sheng in his prime. He didn't expect that this time he would deliberately Come to take revenge on him, and still get to encounter this thing!

Balrog held his right hand empty, and a huge sword burning with flames appeared in his hand. He looked at Fang Sheng behind the protective shield, showing a cruel smile.

Just as the Balor Flame Demon was dealing with the protective shield, the manager was already facing the young man. The young man looked calm and mocked while fighting: "I really didn't expect that your unknown person actually fought with the great Balor Enma has a grudge, and he is so hateful that Enma-sama takes the initiative to answer the summons. Goddess of luck is really on my side."

In his opinion, his side has already won. As long as Lord Balrog breaks the damn shield and takes the time to wave his hand, these two weak people will be wiped out!

Although the manager understood his situation, it did not prevent him from confronting the boy: "Haha, when you say this, I remember that in the Abyss War, the Lord Balrog you admired was beaten by the knights of the Church of Glory. Looking for teeth everywhere.

There was even a team of knights who stepped into the endless abyss and killed the origins of many demons, leaving them unable to even resurrect! "

Lewan looked at the protective shield that had cracked a little, took out the crossbow, took out the arrow from the bag, and mobilized the holy light in his body to attach to the arrow.

Aiming at the heart, calming down and calming down, Lewan clicked the crossbow and the arrow shot out quickly.

It must hit! Lewan prayed.

But it is a pity that the Balor Fire Demon instinctively reminded him of the danger the moment the arrow was shot. He placed the flaming giant sword in front of him and blocked the blow.

He teleported to Lewan's side, his big muscular hands pinched Lewan's white neck, lifted her up and forced her to look at him, his burning yellow eyes stared at Lewan, who had no power to resist in front of him, the flame demon Joking: "Priest! Do you think you can hurt me?"

"How will you know if you don't try?" Seeing that Le Wan was extremely brave, Yan Mo increased his strength and wanted to strangle to death the overestimating priest in front of him.

"Ahem." Lewan groaned.

Listening to the painful groan of the priest in front of him, Balrog laughed extremely viciously, but soon, his laughter turned into a painful wail.

Yan Mo covered his face with both hands and screamed. The extreme pain caused by the Holy Glory made him let go of his hands. Lewan also took the opportunity to break away from the restraints and took the time to use the power of faith converted from the Holy Glory to slow down Fang in the distance. l threw a healing prayer.

Yan Mo quickly reacted. His eyes had been blinded by the Holy Glory. He could only rely on perception to find Lewan. He really didn't expect that this priest would be so despicable as to attach the Holy Glory to his blood for a sneak attack. Own!

Lewan stepped back and taunted: "It doesn't feel good to be a blind man, Mr. Balrog!"

The flaming whip threw out a sonic boom and hit Lewan hard on the body.

Lewan did not mobilize Shenghui, and chose to withstand the blow and continued to taunt: "Is that it? Even my robe was not broken!" Although Lewan's black robe does not look like armor, it is Excellent level of armor!

Yan Mo snorted coldly, then took out his flaming sword and turned around to block Fang Sheng, who was attacking with his sword from behind.

Seeing this, Lewan sighed, but this was what she expected. After all, she had not succeeded in firing a cold arrow from behind. How could Fang Sheng succeed in a sneak attack with his sword?