Xiling's demon transformation finally made everyone believe it. Luo Hu really just studied it. As for what he had studied, Xirem really wanted to know. She also wanted to transform the demon, because Xiling's demon transformation had a very big change.

The flesh wings are growing slowly, and the bone stubble looks very strong. They will be a pair of powerful wings, which gives Xiling the ability to fly. And the power becomes very large, twice as high as before, and it is still growing.

The increase in power has made Xiling's strength grow by leaps and bounds. In the past, she had to use two hands to subdue Xirem, but now she can use one hand.

"What did Your Majesty the Bone King do to you? Can you let him do it to me once?" Xirena repeated this sentence like a devil, a little crazy.

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Dave took off his armor, put down his weapons, carried a hoe and walked out of the tent. The altar in the distance was still shining with holy light, rising from time to time, which was the holy flame produced by the demons who sacrificed their sacrifices.

"My Lord is boundless." Dave stroked his chest and chanted with pious thoughts, his tired body suddenly became full of strength again.

Dave was originally just an ordinary farmer, recruited by the church and became a warrior, so that his family could receive 150 kilograms of food aid and survive this difficult season.

Moreover, he was fighting outside and saved some food. After harvesting next year, he might be able to save some food and find a wife for his sixteen-year-old son. In this way, his life would be perfect.

War was very different from what he imagined, especially when fighting against alien creatures. Some enemies had their fists bigger than Dave's body. They used to be so weak that they could not walk when they saw it.

But fighting for the light, Dave felt full of strength. At that time, somehow he rushed up bravely, and was smashed to death and died dying.

I originally thought I would never see my family again, but who knew that not long after, my eyes opened and I was resurrected, and it seemed that he had just slept for a simple night.

Light is truly powerful and can be resurrected even if it dies. Dave's belief instantly became extremely pious.

The only change is that after he was resurrected, he was more likely to feel tired. In the past, he was full of energy in farm work and could toss his wife for half a night. Now, after doing half a day of work, he felt tired. Yesterday, he took a look in the bucket and found that he was at least ten years older.

"I guess it was a battle outside, and the wind and sand were blowing. I'd better go back and take care of it for a while." Dave comforted himself in his heart.

Every time this time, as long as he prays devoutly, his body will be filled with strength immediately, and every time it makes him sigh at the power of light.

Dave is very satisfied with such a life, with the protection of light, and his life is worry-free, his family and his family are fed and fed, and the enemy is retreating step by step, and the light shines on the world.

If you have anything to say that you are dissatisfied with, it is probably the hoe in your hand. The hoe is wrapped in iron with wooden frames, and only the tip of the hoe is wrapped in iron, which is very easy to damage. If you use a lot of force, you will pry the hoe board out of the way.

However, this is much better than Dave's home. The hoe Dave used at home is a wooden hoe, and there is not even a package of iron. There are hoes with packaged iron or even full iron in the city, but it is too expensive and Dave can't afford it.

If he had always used a wooden hoe, Dave would not have any dissatisfaction. He was used to it. But the priest had a small shovel that was said to be a spoil. Dave saw that others had used it and could chop and shovel. The soil on the ground was like tofu under the shovel, and even the weapons they used were not as hard as the shovel.

It's fine if you can chop or shovel, but it can also saw wood, fry eggs, use shields, chop bones, cut meat, etc. It's like a omnipotent tool. The small spade in the priest's hand is borrowed by the chef to chop bones every day, saying it's easier than their chop bones.

Such a powerful tool is actually a spoil? What enemy's tool is so powerful?

When he walked to the construction site next to the altar, a noise suddenly sounded not far away. Dave walked over and saw a familiar man slumped to the ground with a satisfied smile.

Dave recognized this person as his companion who fought together, died together, and was resurrected together. He also told himself some time ago that he was particularly prone to feeling tired recently.

The priest rushed over and after checking, he suddenly announced happily: "This man was summoned by the Lord and returned to the embrace of light. Everyone cheer!"

The onlookers cheered happily, and Dave was also cheering, but his heart was covered with a haze: Is it dead when I am summoned by the Lord? I will never see my wife and children again, and I will never torture my wife for half a night? Is it my turn to be the next one after the Lord?

With a thought in his heart, Dave was restless all day long and was very tired. Just when he couldn't help but pray, the alert priest suddenly issued an alarm: "Enemy attacks, be careful."

Dave habitually looked up at the sky. During this period, enemy attacks occurred from time to time. Those demons who were ignorant of life and death always liked to come and die alone. They basically flew over to take a look, and then were beaten to death. The body was thrown to the altar and burned.

However, there was no sign of the enemy in the sky. When he turned to look at the ground, he saw a yellow dragon composed of sand and dust rushing towards him quickly from a distance. At the front was a figure running at high speed. It was his running that triggered the yellow dragon.

Dave stood up suddenly and wanted to run towards the tent, wearing armor and sword to fight the enemy, but as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, his body was weak, and he couldn't help but fall back. As blessing as his heart came, a sudden enlightenment arose in his heart:

"Is I going to die? Or am I already dead? The so-called resurrection is nothing more than stimulating potential and completely exhausting life?"

Dave's death did not attract others' attention, because everyone's eyes were attracted by the figure running wildly, especially those priests who recognized this person had MMP in their hearts: "Oh my God, that's the King of Steel Bone. Why did the King of Steel Bone appear here? What about the plane barriers? What about the plane rules? Come out and kill him!"

Luo Xu broke into the camp like a rhino, plowed the camp a hundred times and a hundred times, and finally broke the altar to pieces. While demolishing it, Luo Xu asked, "Why are all the abyss coming, and they are still offering sacrifices?"

Crotina and the Great Sage and other researchers surrounded the altar for a long time and finally came to a conclusion: "They not only want the abyss to descend, but also want the demon abyss to hit the main material plane and let the two planes destroy at the same time."

Luo Qing was a little puzzled: "Can it be done?" The abyss has stopped. The two planes are now connected together, losing acceleration, and continuing to push the demon abyss, which can make it hit the main material plane?
Chapter completed!