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Eight hundred and ninetieth eight chapters anti-kill(2/2)

Kalama stood there blankly, looking at what was happening in front of him in disbelief.

The wails and screams of our own soldiers were everywhere.

This blood also belongs to the sons of Beelzebul.

As for the two thousand people on the other side who had originally fallen into the trap, none of them were killed or injured, and they were killed very happily.

"Damn it, how could there be such an army!"

The few remaining guards of Ossi Farlan are resisting the opponent's attack.

But the few mid-level demons they brought were quickly killed and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, go to hell! Demon King Cannon!"

As a Viscount, he has fought countless battles, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange situation.

He opened his mouth wide and sprayed out the Demon King Cannon at the black-armored demon in front of him.

The body of the black-armored demon was quickly shattered.

"Huhu..."

Seeing that he finally killed a black-armored demon, Osi couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat.

But soon, his happiness disappeared.

Because the black-armored demon who had turned into minced flesh actually stood up again. His body seemed to be pulled out of the ground bit by bit, intact and safe.

This black-armored demon was actually transformed into a Rakshasa ghost from the Qin Dynasty.

After going through battles large and small, those two thousand demons were actually dead long ago.

Those who appear here now are all Rakshasa ghosts from the Qin Dynasty.

When the bodies of these demons are destroyed, the Rakshasa ghosts will use their own spiritual bodies to imitate and replace them, making it impossible for outsiders to notice.

How can these demons understand the horrors of cultivation?

"Ossi Farlan."

Qin Chao was like a spectator, with no surprise or proud expression on his face. He just strolled up to Ossi Farlan and looked at this man indifferently.

"Before you die, there is something I must tell you."

"You think you can kill me? I am Ossie Farland, Viscount of the Farland family. How could I die in this place!"

Ossie's face was full of arrogance, but he could not hide the fear and panic in his eyes.

"Haha, but when I killed Siwa, he was just as arrogant as you."

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