His eyes swept over this group of young men in black. Wang Luo couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise in his eyes, because this group of young men in black, who looked young, were not only full of evil energy, but also their strength was not low.
The leading young man in black among them has reached the peak of the eighth level. Although the young people behind him have different strengths, the one with the lowest strength has also reached the peak of the seventh level.
When Wang Luo saw the badges on the chests of the young men in black, he couldn't help but was slightly startled. A strange look appeared on his face, and a faint look of thought appeared in his eyes.
The emblem of the Luo Demon Mercenary Group is the same as their clothes. It is also extremely dark. It is shaped like a flame. In the flame is a white bone sword. Wang Luo can see it at a glance. This bone sword is The appearance of his previous bone sword.
Nodding to Wang Luo, Prier's figure moved and quietly walked into the team of the Muse Mercenary Group. He stood quietly at the back. After saying hello to a few people around him, he No more words.
"Luo Mo. You really want to compete with us for this mission."
The leader of the Muse mercenary group is a middle-aged man. His strength has entered the ninth level. At this time, there is a cold light in his eyes. It is obvious that he cannot negotiate for a long time. The anger in his heart is about to explode.
"Our Demonic Mercenary Group took over this mission first. It was you who stole our mission."
A slightly thin figure stepped out from the Demonic Mercenary Group. He looked at the middle-aged man without any sign of weakness. His voice, neither humble nor arrogant, reached the ears of everyone around him.
What made everyone slightly surprised was that this thin young man in black was not the most powerful leading young man in the Fallen Demon Mercenary Group, but a person next to him who had reached level eight.
The rest of the Demonic Mercenary Group saw the thin young man speaking. No one, including the leading young man, showed any signs of strangeness. Obviously, this person has a high status among this group of young people. Or this kind of thing is usually done by Its opening.
"Hmph. If that's the case, then act according to the rules of the mercenary world. Those who are strong will accept the mission. The weak will get out."
He snorted coldly. The middle-aged man's face then darkened. He spoke grimly. Hearing this, Prier, who was standing behind the team, looked at the sky speechlessly, but he had no intention of joining in the fun.
"Ouch. Even a ninth-level expert like you has the nerve to say this. But we accept this challenge."
There was a look of contempt on his face. The thin young man sneered and immediately struck the middle-aged man with contempt. But then his words suddenly changed. There was a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, and evil energy suddenly burst out from his whole body.
In just one moment, the originally thin sheep transformed into a bloodthirsty demonic wolf, revealing its sharp claws and looking greedily at the Muse mercenary group, as if treating them as delicious lambs, ready to pounce on them and tear off a piece of them at any time. Swallow it into your belly.
Seeing the outburst of the young men in black, Wang Luo's eyes lit up slightly, showing a hint of admiration. But then he looked behind the Muse mercenary group, with a playful smile on his lips.
"Bago, I leave this old guy to you."
Just when the middle-aged man's momentum also exploded, the thin young man who was originally standing at the front dwarfed his body and returned to the middle of the team with a whoosh. He smiled at the man in black who happened to take a step forward and said. .
Hearing the words of the thin man, the middle-aged man's face became more and more gloomy. He no longer hesitated. With a thought, a flaming red sword appeared in his hand, and a scorching breath filled the air.
Almost at the same time, a pitch-black thin sword appeared in the hand of the leader of the Fallen Demon Mercenary Group, Bage. It was filled with cyan wind elements. Coupled with the ferocious aura on his body, his aura was comparable to that of a middle-aged man.
Looking at the group of young men in black who were not afraid, Wang Luo had a look of doubt in his eyes. He was a little confused. He was obviously at a disadvantage. Why did these guys still fight them head-on without fear of death? Is there something else unknown? trump card.
"Our Muse Mercenary Group has taken over this task. Do you have any opinions..."
Suddenly, a domineering voice resounded through the sky. At the same time, a terrifying and powerful aura erupted, directly crushing the people of the Demonic Mercenary Group.
The leading young man in black was the first to bear the brunt. He directly withstood most of the pressure. His face turned pale in an instant. After everyone saw this, their footsteps moved slightly, and their whole bodies lit up with lights of various colors at the same time.
The various colors of light on the young men in black intertwined with each other at the moment they appeared, forming a complex and strange magic array. A steady stream of power converged on the leading young man.
Accepting the power of many companions, the aura of the young man in black suddenly surged. He directly broke through the bottleneck of the eighth level peak and reached the ninth level. Then he continued to rise non-stop until he reached the peak of the early ninth level.
The strength surged rapidly. The pressure of the intruder was shared by everyone. The members of the Fallen Demon Mercenary Group advanced instead of retreating. At the same time, they let out a low roar. The figures all stepped forward. They looked at the Muse with bloodthirsty eyes. The figure walking out of the mercenary group.
He opened the black robe on his head and revealed an old face of about fifty years old. There was a terrifying scar above his left eye. It pierced the entire eye from top to bottom. It was very scary.
The one-eyed old man's intact right eye looked at the Luomo mercenary group with a hint of surprise. Apparently he did not expect that these little guys, whose strength had not even broken through to the ninth level, could actually withstand his power. pressure.
Recalling some rumors about the origins of the Fallen Demon Mercenary Group, the one-eyed old man's face grew colder and colder. Then he let out a cold snort again. The aura of a ninth-level peak powerhouse burst out without reservation.
Almost indiscriminately, they let out a groan of pain. Everyone in the Demonic Mercenary Group couldn't stop the blood from flowing out from the corners of their mouths. The weaker ones were even more unbearable and sat down on the ground.
The formation was directly disrupted by force. Under the absolute strength, the Fallen Demon mercenary group completely lost the ability to resist. However, no one among them showed fear. Instead, the bloodthirsty color in their eyes became more and more intense.
Seeing the Luo Mo mercenary group's tough attitude of not knowing whether to live or die and fully prepared to fight, Wang Luo rolled his eyes speechlessly. Then he shook his head and let out a low sigh in his heart. With a movement of his figure, he appeared in front of everyone in the Luo Mo mercenary group.
"You are such an old man, and you still have the same experience as children. You old guy, have you lived in vain?"
With a wave of his hand, he counteracted the pressure brought by the one-eyed old man. He protected the members of the Luo Mo mercenary group behind him. Wang Luo smiled and looked at the one-eyed old man with a look of surprise on his face. He spoke lightly. The words just came out. There was a commotion.
Everyone looked at Wang Luo in surprise and started talking. No one expected that Wang Luo would show up halfway. Moreover, Wang Luo's words were so forceful. From the very beginning, he mocked the one-eyed old man mercilessly.