Chapter 1646: Son of the Demon Race

After this mysterious man gained control of Bei Huan's body, he moved his lower bones, with a smile on his face, and said to himself, "Hahaha, heavenly care, my demon son of the tribe will see the sun again! I'm weak, but I can barely use it! "
"You ... what did you just say? You you ... what do you want to do?" At this moment, Bei Huan's master of this body is no longer Bei Huan, but the man of the Son of the Demons.
Bei Huan was shocked, but he could not get in touch with his body.
"What does God want to do? Oh, what to do with you! But rest assured, since you awakened me, I will not cross the river and tear down the bridge. You and I have this connection, your enemy will kill you, this cause and effect I'll give it back to you! "Said the Son of the Demons unhurriedly.
"You ... don't think about it! You give me back my body!" By the way, Beihuan's Yuanshen began to struggle constantly, trying to get away.
"Huh! It's just a joke that you can even escape from the demon of the demons!" The devil of the demons clasped his hands, and unpredictable methods came out of his mouth.
"Soul perish!" Bei Huan heard it very clearly, as if the Son of the Demons stood next to him and told him.
Bei Huan's Yuanshen was swallowed up and cleaned up by the demon son of Mozu in an instant. At this moment, the real Bei Huan had returned to nothingness.
"Magic blade! It's been a long time!" One of the tricks of the demon son of the clan, after the fusion of the magic dragon scepter and the core of the magic core, it turned into a body, a short blade about one foot long.
"Hmm ..." The demon of the clan is the real master of the magic blade. At this moment, when he sees the master, the magic blade is very excited and excited.
"Magic Blade, I can see the sky again, you protect my remnant soul, you have done a good job. Thank you, I am the master of my heart!" The demon of the clan raised his right hand and gently touched the surface of the magic blade, from the lungs. Opening up.
"Oh, when my returns to the realm of God, Ding Qiyi ’s father will collect materials for you and recast the soul. As for my life and death vengeance, hum, it's not far away. The human God Chuan, wait for my god. On. "
The voice of the demon son of the demons fell, and Shennian sensed Feng Chen slashed at him, and he turned back in a hurry.
Lightly stretched out his right hand, bowed his fingers, and a pure magical spirit broke through his fingers, cracking the sword of Feng Chen directly.
"It's just a trick!" The demon of the clan trivially cracked Feng Chen's attack. Feng Chen was shocked. When did Bei Huan become so powerful?
"You ... aren't you Beihuan?" The person in front of him looks just like Beihuan, but the breath on this person is completely different from Beihuan.
"Oh, a bit of strength! This seat is really not the person you say!"
"Tell me, where has Beihuan gone? Otherwise, I will definitely make you worse off!" Feng Chen looked at each other straightly, saying it word by word.
"Hahahaha ... interesting, really interesting!" After hearing the words, the demon son of the demons laughed loudly in front of Feng Chen.
"Junior! Are you threatening me?" The Mozu Shengzi looked at Feng Chen with a playful expression on his face and joked.
"If you don't say it, then you don't have to live!" Feng Chen was already angry and fierce.
"Junior, do you know who this seat is?" The smile on the face of the Mozu Shengzi gradually converged.
"Who the do you care about me, give you three breaths to think about, after the three breaths, hum!" Feng Chen said, the divine thought covered the demon son of the tribe, and locked the other side tightly.
"Junior, I might as well tell you that the Bei Huan you talked about has no soul, and there is no such person as Bei Huan in the world, but before death, I promised him to kill you! So, now I'll send you to death, don't worry! "
"Huh ... hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh since since since since the Sword of the Demons clasped the devil's blade with his right hand, the devil's glory was released.
"Go!" The Devil Son drank a word "Go" in his mouth, and the magic blade came out.
"Hum!" Feng Chen snorted coldly, and did not put the demon son in his eyes, and raised the sword in his hand to welcome him.
"Clang!" With a crisp sound, a powerful force swept through the body, and Fengchen flew out like a broken kite in an instant.
The underplayed blow of the demon son of the demon race will seal the dust and fly away dozens of feet away.
"Oh ..." Feng Chen's throat was sweet, and a spit of blood spewed out.
"You ... who the are you?" Feng Chen's expression became serious, his nerves tightened, and he was always on guard against the Son of the Demons.
Bei Huan's strength is closed to the ground, and even if he casts any skill, he cannot become so powerful.
"Who am I? Oh, you don't have the qualification to know! Moreover, the dead do not need to know!" The aftermath of the demon son of the Demons flashed and appeared on the opposite side of Feng Chen. The distance between them was about ten feet away.
"Junior, your talents are very good, but meeting me is a misfortune in your life, and it is a blessing that you have repaired in your life. Your soul is very strong, and I think after I devoured you , I will recover a lot! "
"Swallow me? Aren't you afraid to get your teeth?" Feng Leng answered coldly.
"Just you?" The Devil of the Demons looked at Feng Chen with a strange expression and smiled. "Well, it's time to take you on the road!"
"Soul perish!" Saying, the demon son of the Demons clasped his seal.
"Destroy the world!" In the face of Feng Chen, the Son of the Demons, he did not dare to underestimate. He struck 120,000 points of spirit, and the strongest magical power was released in an instant.
"Resonance on the avenue? This ... what is this technique?" The devil son was surprised. He felt a threat from this technique. Although this power is not yet capable of killing himself, but if If you are not careful, you will die under this trick.
"The residual moon!" The demon son of the clan clasped his hands together and danced.
"What? Raise your hand to throw Dao Yun into the air. Who is this person?"
Although the demon of the demons is proud and arrogant, it depends on who he is targeting. For example, even now, he has not recovered even one ten millionth of his strength during the heyday. The magical powers had threatened him, and Lions Tutu understood it with all his strength.
"Booming ..." Two beams of light blasted into the sky, and the powerful air waves shook Fangyuan for thousands of miles, the mountains fell, and the ground became a piece of scorched earth.
The two dazzling beams of light seemed to pierce the void, pierce the barriers of the fairyland space, and even cross time.
"Boom ..." The powerful aftermath flew the two of them apart hundreds of feet away.
"Hmm ..." The two spit blood at the same time, reddening their former hearts.