Chapter 803 - 402 Mysterious Man
Ming Xi, holding the Life Risking Sword, had already silently appeared behind the Hundred Crafts Demon God.
First, the Element Shedding swept over the Hundred Crafts Demon God’s body, causing the darkness element around him to dissipate instantly, and everyone’s attacks followed.
But at that moment, it seemed as if countless reflections suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Hundred Crafts Demon God. These reflections were the silhouettes of the members of Demon Hunter Team 19115897.
A bizarre scene ensued, the Life Risking Sword in Ming Xi’s hands just vanished abruptly, and the originally thrusting sword turned into a hand, placed on the back of the Hundred Crafts Demon God, directly getting blown away.
The Heaven Tyranny Sledgehammer in Wang Changxin’s hands also disappeared, causing her to swing at nothing from above and get slapped away by the Hundred Crafts Demon God.
Not only that, the swords in Long Dangdang’s hands, the shield in Long Kongkong’s hands, and the magic staffs in Tao Linlin and Yue Li’s hands all vanished at the same moment. The only weapon that remained was the Archangel’s Scepter in Ling Menglu’s hands.
The Hundred Crafts Demon God, innate talent skill, Disarmament!
The next instant after being disarmed, Wang Changxin and Ming Xi, were blown away. The Hundred Crafts Demon God quickly advanced, charging straight at Ling Menglu. With wings flapping on his back, he simultaneously lashed out toward Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.
9th Rank, is this the power of a 9th Rank Demon God?
Just then, a massive figure suddenly charged from the side, directly colliding with the Hundred Crafts Demon God Vapula.
Although Vapula had disarmed everyone, his deep darkness attribute was also affected by Element Shedding, stripped away, so he wasn’t in his peak state. He had no choice but to stop charging forward and turned towards Little Eight who was rushing at him.
Vapula’s body was already huge, but next to Little Eight, whose body length was approaching fifty meters, he still seemed insignificant. The dragon tribe’s physique was a part of, even a large part of, their strength. Despite Little Eight’s energy being of the 8th Rank, its massive body and the golden dragon scales covering it meant it couldn’t be measured against an ordinary Level 9 magical beast.