"This guy didn't hide it much! Every move is well-founded. He is obviously not a wild way, and he specializes in the profession of archers. He has too many limitations. Generally, he is not a choice for casual cultivators. He is obviously used to team combat." Due smiled and said casually: "It can be considered a routine for him to observe. What's so strange about it? You! You just care about it and think too much."

"Maybe!" Yuan Qing smiled, looked at Guan Cheng and others again, then stared at the entire dungeon world, felt the plot, and turned his head and looked towards the direction of the alliance.

There is the clown, the son of luck who was once paid attention to by Yuan Qingwei.

At this time, the clown had matured a lot, and he also gained a lot of power. For example, the magician inheritance he obtained was able to go further after the formation of the Sequence Way, becoming Sequence Seven, and is now working hard for Sequence Six. And the clown also obtained a holy name, "The Deified Clown", whose ability matches him very well, and to a great extent, it also makes up for his lack of combat power, which makes the clown one of the top figures in the Street League of Legends.

But even with this reinforcement, the clown is still in a tough battle.

Dozens of monsters as huge as a building, like eggs, with human face masks in the center, full of gun barrels, floating around the clown.

"L With so many V1 demons, what does the Qiannennium Gong want to do?"

While the clown was thinking, the demon opposite him launched a fierce attack, and the powerful firepower tilted down like a torrent.

He was also a strong man in the Street League of Legends, a blue-haired beauty named as a mermaid. Seeing this, he stretched out his hand and waved it. A heavy water curtain appeared in front of him, intercepting the ammunition.

The water curtain trembled in the roar and could not withstand the first wave of attacks. Several newcomers wanted to help, but their attack could only cause minor wounds on these demons. Instead, they were attacked by the corrosive aftermath of the missiles, forcing many heroes to go to rescue.

"Be careful of their ammunition, these ammunitions are extremely corrosive. The virtual world is different from reality. The enhanced abilities of reality in this world will be weakened. Both the non-holy holders and melee players will retreat!" The clown roared, and more than a dozen playing cards appeared in his hand. As he waved his hand, it was like arrows shot out. The holy power condensed on the playing cards made the hit demon howl in pain and then explode.

At the same time, the other street heroes also took action. Street heroes nicknamed Black Wizards have the inheritance of black witchcraft. Now they have obtained a sequence of shadows in the virtual world, and the black shadows under their feet are surging, quickly linking the shadows under the demons.

Each shadow that is not connected will make the corresponding demon unable to move. At this time, the shadow crow surrounding the black wizard and some other heroes will kill the demon.

"Joker! You are the most mobile. Go in and take a look. We will stop here. We must not let the conspiracy of the Thousand Years of Gong succeed!" After experiencing the last defeat, Ye Demon also chose to accept the inheritance.

However, the sequence he obtained was a bit special, and it belonged to the Paladin variant, driving the power of not the holy light, but the power of hell. The flames belonging to hell burned on the metal stick in his hand could easily break through the demon's defense.

"Then you hold on!" The clown nodded and jumped up like a playful act. However, with his actions, his body changed constantly, avoiding the demon's attack.

After entering the inner part, the clown saw the fat thousand-year-old man holding a pumpkin umbrella. Behind him was a full moon, which was the only light in the darkness.

"At that time!" The clown looked at the full moon and found that the thing was actually an egg-like thing, with countless black auras in it. Those auras gave the clown the feeling of being the same as a demon.

"Oh oh oh! Isn't this a clown? Long time no see, it's a surprise, you can find this place!"

The Qiannian Gong, who has always been under the control of Yuan Qingwei, made an exaggerated sound. The next second, a black skeleton crawled out of the egg behind him.

The moment the skeleton appeared, the clown felt a wave of fear. The black skeleton gave him a feeling that it was even more terrifying than the power from hell from Night Demon. The aura of darkness, terror, despair, and sorrow was like a gathering of all negative emotions and energy in the world.

"What is this?" The clown's voice seemed to come out of his throat.

"What is this?" Qiannian Gong's finger gently slashed across the skeleton's body, and dense mysterious patterns suddenly appeared on the bones with black and purple luster.

These lines continue to spread and eventually gather at the center of the forehead and eyebrows, turning into an inverted cross mark.

Qiannian Gong smiled and said, "This is the first demon I created after I returned to the world to the earth. As for how he was born, have you not noticed that the land you are standing on is a bit strange?"

"Strange!" The clown looked around. The eggs behind the thousand-year-old man also burst out with dazzling light, just like a full moon breaking through the blockade of dark clouds, illuminating the earth.

"This is!" The clown's pupils contracted. It turned out that the place where he was now was a copy world, but this world has now turned into ruins, and countless resentment rose from the earth and merged into the egg behind the Thousand Years.

"Did you see it? This is the Demon Egg, the end of everything, and the beginning of the future! Come back! Clown, you belong to us! Hum?"

When the Thousand Years of Monthly Prince was bewitching the clown, a sacred, bright, and holy light fell from the sky. The Thousand Years of Prince snorted coldly, and the pumpkin umbrella in his hand gently tapped the light column. The light column suddenly shattered and turned into a golden light spot, dispersing in all directions.

"Sure enough, no matter whether it is the Black Cult, as long as it is the God of Light, the lackey of the Lord of the Holy Light, the nose is more sensitive than that of the dog!" Qiannian Gong shrugged helplessly at the clown, lightly tapped the eggs in his hand, took it away, and flew gently towards the sky.

"Let's just get here this time! Clown, come on! Don't be killed by my pet! Ah hahaha!"

Amid the magical laughter, the black skeleton left in the place slowly moved, and a scarlet light appeared from his eyes, and the sound of metal collision sounded at his joints.

The next second, he suddenly disappeared and appeared behind the clown. When his arm was raised, countless black air gathered from all directions, turned into a huge machete, and slashed down violently.

A holy light appeared in the clown's palm, and then a big sword that looked like a huge ruler appeared in his hand, stalking upwards. With a dull sound, the clown's body suddenly sank a little, and at the same time, there were dense cracks on the ground under his feet.

The powerful impact made the clown's body unbearable, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

"Judgement!" A light roar of disgust, and then a light hammer fell from the sky, and the demon whose body was constantly recasting was flying out.
Chapter completed!