Comprehensive comic: I became a spirit in heaven and joined the group chat

The twenty-seven ancestors of the dead apostles in the moon world are full of stars, and the gathering is a handful of sand.

Join hands to hammer all kinds of unconvincing behemoths, and play themselves like sewer rats.

It is impossible for the Fathers of the Dead Apostles to be united, and many of them are directly or indirectly involved in the three major magical organizations and the Templar Church.

For example, the fourth ancestor, the famous magician gem Weng, this old unlucky bastard.

The tenth ancestor, the top magician of the magic organization wandering the sea, Nero Kaos.

The thirteenth ancestor, the director of the Atlas Academy, a magic organization, was criticized for the failure of the pursuit of the sixth law.

The Eighteenth Ancestor, Vengeance Rider Anhans, collaborator of the Templar Church, supernumerary member, and dirty gloves.

The twentieth ancestor, Merian Solomon, was a member of the funeral authority of the Templar Church.

The Twenty-Fourth Ancestor, Al Nahat, was crafted by the Templar Church into a canon of the Stomach Realm as a strategic weapon.

There are twenty-seven Dead Apostle Ancestors in total, and the undercover members account for a full half of them.

The death burp, the self-sprouting, and the slump faction that was brutally sealed and suppressed accounted for about half of the total.

There are not a few strong people who put on the bad faction.

The second ancestor of the Dark Six Kings, the third ancestor of the Vermilion Moon, the fifth ancestor of Mercury UO, and the seventh ancestor of Hailin Anaxiu......

These heavyweights, one-handed hammer heroes and magicians, broke through the regular Holy Grail War in one night.

Exclude undercover and bad factions.

The Ancestors of the Dead Apostles, who were truly active, were roughly divided into four factions, and they had been fighting each other for a long time.

The fourteenth ancestor, a figure master, Van Feim of the Demon City, has a grudge against the white knight, the lackey of the black princess, and is extremely disgusted with the Elt Luqi faction.

The Sixteenth Ancestor, the envoy of the Vermilion Moon, a powerful female magician named Black Wing Gong, and a typical member of the old school.

The Seventeenth Ancestor, Tefan Mu Oteng Roche, is a magician who seeks immortality, and the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, the largest in his territory to date.

Then there is the Eltruki faction, the strongest faction of the Five Dead Apostles' Ancestors.

The First Ancestor Primate Killer, the Sixth Ancestor Black Knight Sturut, the Eighth Ancestor White Knight Brad, the Ninth Ancestor Elt Luki, and the Thirteenth Ancestor of the Night of Valazia.

Because it is too strong, all forces tacitly gather fire and do not give the black princess a chance to breathe.

The only surviving true ancestor in this life, the white princess Elquit, wakes up every few hundred years.

Elquite, who has the ability to manifest his dreams and connects to Gaia's tentacles.

Either hunt down Roya, the fraudster who cheated on her, or beat up her sister who pulled her hair.

Alt Luki was injured in his early years with the PK of the Royal City of Elquit.

It didn't work well for hundreds of years, and it got worse as time went on.

Such a tragic encounter reminded Lin Mo of the Elden Ring worldview, and the famous scene of the last king, Mongot, angrily denouncing his ministers.

During the Qin and Han dynasties of Chinese history, Fan Zeng scolded Xiang Yu for his lack of erection and strategy, which was very suitable for Elter Luqi to criticize the ancestors of many dead apostles.

Miss Black Princess, who is bent on recovering the glory of the Dead, looks down on her pig teammates from the bottom of her heart.

Elte Luqi has a clear attitude: The old lady is not used to your stinky problems, she will beat if she wants to, whoever instigates him is a grandson!

......

When the Black Knight Stulut and the White Knight Brad arrived.

Seeing Elt Luki, Fufu, and a malicious little white face, surrounded by fifty magicians who specialize in killing.

The head of the remnant blood black Ji Jun is a feats and honors that all the heroes want to capture.

At dusk, the remnant sun turns the clouds into a bloody color, and war is about to break out.

The powerful magic of the linked killing weapons makes the air extremely viscous.

The chestnut hair is tied into a capable and heroic single ponytail, and the delicate face has an innate arrogance, and the nobility exuded in his bones is not inferior to that of Elter Luki.

The woman's face was indifferent, she wore a strangely shaped glove in her right hand, a strange long whip hanging from her waist, and a magnificent magic wand in her hand.

Unafraid of the lineup of the four Dead Apostles' ancestors, they stepped forward from the core of the famous Clone brigade.

"Gui'an, the Black Ji Jun of the Dead Apostles, the First Ancestor Primate Killer, the Sixth Ancestor Black Knight Stulut, and the Eighth Ancestor White Knight Brad, your fate is over here!"

Erte Luqi, who had a gray nose at Lin Mo's place, laughed angrily.

It's just a ghost thing that can't be provoked, she can afford to lose, admit it.

Do you really think that the tiger that has fallen into the plains can only be bullied by the hounds?

"Why, the Barsermelo family and the White Wing Mansion can't be killed for thousands of years, and they dare to provoke concubines?"

"Changing to Clone, the former head of the Barsermero family, can also make the concubine move her muscles. You're too young, a stinking little girl. "

Alte Luki's sharp words replied, making it clear that he looked down on the current head of the Barsermelo family, the future Marshal of the Demon Dao, Barthomero and Lerea.

The clash of words is that Elt Luki is superior.

Youthful, eager to prove herself, Barsmerol Rollella was surprisingly enraged.

What kind of existence is she?

In less than two years, he was the head of the family of the three nobles of the Temporary Clock Tower, Barsermelo, and at the same time served as the monarch of the Judicial and Political Division, and the alternate president of the Clock Tower.

He is also known as the magician of the highest peak of modern times.

Although she has not reached the realm of law, it is enough to be proud of the rest of the magicians, and Kenneth, the monarch of the ore department who is about the same age, is not worthy of lifting her shoes.

The members of the Clone Brigade cooperate to perform powerful and terrifying magic, but what about the ancestors of the Dead Apostles?

"It's useless to talk more, let's see the truth. "

Short magic syllable chanting, fifty Fes priest-level magicians link the pre-stored magic to the network.

Lorella moves gracefully as if she were the leader of the orchestra, waving her staff to link the concept of [wind] in this world.

The ubiquitous winds of nature answered the call and gained an activated consciousness, roaring and roaring!

Countless tiny blades of wind that shatter everything merge into a wave that destroys mountains and rivers and tears the earth.

"Young magician, rude transgressor, if you don't defeat us, you won't be able to get close to Ji Jun at all!" (Read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Inherent Enchantment Ghost Army!

Brad the White Knight casts a reality-distorting mental image space, weakening the magician's position.

The glacial steppe scene is replaced by a ghostly sea, and one after another pirate ships full of ghosts blast out light cannons to hedge against the winds sweeping in all directions.

The armored knight, who was surrounded by a strange black aura, pulled out the dark magic sword of calamity and ominous at his waist.

Demon Sword True Demon 653 Unsealed!

The sea is corroded, the air is corroded, the wind is corroded, the ghost is corroded......

The decaying and extinguishing mist ignited purple-black flames, and the Black Knight Sturut turned into a streamer, unstoppable through the barrier of the wind.

A primate killer with hair standing on end, with a body the size of a young beast, lurking in the gray mist and the sea of ghosts.

Targeting the fangs of the primates, ready to give their enemies a fateful death.

Lin Mo, who was watching the play in the rear, poked Elt Luqi's shoulder, and gestured to the two sides of the fierce battle, and said funny.

"Ultimate Vampire Demonic Beast, it's up to you!"

"You've been strengthened, go capture the new maid!"

Elt Luki's face darkened.

What kind of bull and horse ultimate blood-sucking demonic beast, I am still invincible to the Tyrannosaurus God of War!

Before Hei Zhijijun could complain, the mysterious pattern engraved on her lower abdomen escaped the power of the origin that was all gone, easily repairing the old wounds that she had fought for thousands of years.

The wounds healed, and the strength is better than ever.

The adult posture of the previous two-stage transformation has now become her norm.

Alt Luqi, who is well versed in lion fighting rabbits with all her might, did not refute the ghost things that could not be provoked.

The power of the fusion of True Ancestor and Death Apostle in the bloodline flowed, and the blood-colored pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth rose.

The magic so sticky that the magician drowned diffuses every inch of space in the inherent barrier.

Lin Mo still smiled, and said with satisfaction: "Fight!

"Oh my God, kick her ass hard with the tips of your black heels!"

Photo: Barsmerol Lorilela.