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Volume 8: Paradise Smuggling Port Chapter 274: No Looking Back

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    It was the most gorgeous and upscale hotel in Vilnius.

    During the occupation of the Alien Alliance, this hotel did not close down and become deserted. Instead, it was constantly renovated and improved according to the requirements of various demons. So that today's styles are mixed and matched in all kinds of strange ways, and the taste is very bizarre. However, no matter how bizarre it is, it cannot be denied.  Its internal facilities are high-end and its services are attentive.

    The high-level demons of the Alien Alliance are not inferior to humans in terms of enjoyment.

    The delegation of the Chinese Masters Association headed by Yong Bowen was arranged to stay here.

    However, a considerable number of delegation members are still scattered as observers among the various combat mage forces of the Eastern European Mage Association. They will enter Vilnius according to the plan with the various forces that have gathered outside Vilnius.

    Most of the people in the hotel now are Yong Bowen¡¯s group subordinates.

    Now, most of the hotels in Nuozhou have been turned into ruins.

    Mages, puppets, demons, and monks were fighting fiercely among the ruins, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

    Yong Bowen rushed into the ruins of the hotel and rushed towards the room where Aliyun was.

    Behind him, a large number of Eastern European war mages gathered in one place, talking in low voices and pointing, but did not pursue him.

    If there is any characteristic of this battle mage team, its youth is the most striking feature of this team.

    The first combat mage standing here is so young and full of pride.

    Suddenly there was a low call from behind the crowd.

    The calls started to sound one after another.

    The crowd moved aside like waves to make way for a passage.

    More than a dozen young mages headed by Ili Ivich came out of the passage.

    If someone who is familiar with the high-level structure of the Eastern European Mage Association is here, they can easily recognize that Iliivich and the dozen or so young mages behind him are all young men with certain powers at the top of the Eastern European Mage Association.  people.  They are either the secretary of a high-level person, the responsible person who works alone, or the senior general in the combat force.

    ¡°When such a group of young people with powerful hands gather together, they are full of vitality and strength.

    Listening to the report of the mage present at the time, Ilivich remained silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said a few words loudly. The surrounding mage all shouted in response at the same time, then dispersed and returned to normal.

    Only Ili Ivich stood there and looked at the direction in which Yong Bowen was leaving, with an uncertain look on his face.

    Yong Bowen held his sword and talisman, fighting his way through the chaotic battlefield and arriving at the location of Aliyun's room.

    The damage in this area is even more severe.

    If other places can be called ruins, then this area of ??several hundred meters can only be called a rubble field.

    There are no traces of the house at all, there are broken bricks and stones everywhere, and they are all wet, as if they have just been flooded.

    Hundreds of red-robed monks gathered on this rubble field, fighting to the death with a similar number of Guangyang disciples.

    This is the most intense battle in the entire hotel battlefield.

    The disciples of the Guangyang Sect are charging towards the center like crazy, while the red-robed monks have formed a defensive formation to resist the attack.

    With each round of attacks, the monks and Guangyang disciples would be covered in blood and fall to the ground.

    The disciples of the Guangyang Sect used all available combat weapons from their own magical weapons to magical weapons, but they still could not break through the defense of the red-robed monk.

    If you read it correctly, the middle position is exactly where Aliyun¡¯s hotel room is!

    What happened here?

    Yong Bowen's heart couldn't help but sink into the bottomless abyss. Finally, he could no longer care about the obvious target, so he used Thousand Souls of Mourning and soared into the sky.

    ??Condescending, see clearly!

    It is in the middle of the heavily defended area where the red-robed monks are.

    On top of the rubble, a circular arch emitting blood-colored light stands above it.

    That door is purely composed of blood-red light.

    Through the heavy blood light, you can see that there are countless creepy and deformed monsters faintly flashing on the other side of the door, as if countless of the ugliest monsters have gathered in one place, dancing happily.

    A tall, thin, steel-like, bare-chested monk was standing in front of the Xueguang Door. He had already stepped into the door with one foot. He looked back as if he was feeling something, and met the eyes of Yong Bowen who was flying high in the sky.  relatively.

    Behind the naked monk, two red-robed monks were holding a softThe unconscious woman followed closely.

    Aliyun!

    That¡¯s Aliyun!

    Yong Bowen's eyes were about to burst, but the naked monk smiled at Yong Bowen and said in a deep voice, "Green Dragon Protector!"

    Four blood-striped lotuses floated out of the mouth and shot toward Yong Bowen.

    "Yong Bowen!"

    A sharp shout sounded above Yong Bowen¡¯s head almost at the same time.

    ?? If the crystal-glazed water fairy floats high above, thousands of water drops have already sprinkled down on your head by raising your hands.

    "Sister Xiaoyun!"

    Yong Bowen roared loudly, and flew towards the bloody light door with a thousand souls in mourning.

    The blood-streaked lotus came to my face.

    Yong Bowen shouted, "Fudo Ming King's Demon-Breaking Sword, Om Mani Padme Hum!"

    Attack with the Demon-Breaking Sword Seal.

    Nothing is invincible, nothing is invincible.

    With the power of the supreme strong Yang sword, coupled with the six-character mantra of the Great Ming Mantra, the righteousness is unparalleled, the strongest Yang, the demons and evil spirits can be killed, and the gods and demons can be killed.

    The first lotus collided with the Demon-Breaking Sword of King Fudo.

    Thousands of souls shattered and scattered in grief, and the evil spirits bound within screamed and flew away.

    The second lotus collided with the Demon-Breaking Sword of King Fudo.

    The sword's light suddenly disappeared, its strength was retracted, and the fine steel sword was cracked inch by inch.

    The third lotus collided with the Demon-Breaking Sword of King Fudo.

    Yong Bowen was shaken all over, blood spurted from his mouth, and his sword was shattered.

    The fourth lotus came in front of me.

    The water droplets from the water fairy fell all over the sky at the same time, colliding with the shattered and flying broken swords, and exploded one after another, as if they were not water droplets, but bombs that were about to go off, exploding into water mist in the air.  Flying, rumbling and exploding.

    Yong Bowen roared angrily, rubbed his palms together, and raised the two wind and fire talismans. A stream of Samadhi true fire shot towards the fourth blood-striped lotus like a dragon.

    With a thunderous roar, the fire dragon shattered and exploded into thousands of points of fire. The lotus shattered into pieces of petals and continued to shoot forward.

    Yong Bowen cast the wind talisman again, whipping up a roaring wind. When Qian Jun sent his hair, the lotus petals moved lightly and passed by him.

    The naked monk raised his eyebrows slightly, retracted the foot that stepped into the light door, stood in front of the door, and waved to the two red-robed monks holding Aliyun.

    The two red-robed monks immediately quickened their pace and trotted towards the light door.

    Water drops fell from the sky, blocking the way forward.

    The naked monk was waiting for Yong Bowen to fall into the trap.

    One step forward, it¡¯s hell!

    Yong Bowen continued to move forward without hesitation and without any hesitation, relying on the roar of anger and the remaining momentum from the flight of thousands of souls.
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