Chapter 725: Battle of the Skull (3)

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"It's calling out the demon, don't let it gather! Now is your only chance." The fire suddenly opened.
The demon king gathers monsters, which is the biggest trick, and its defense will be the most vulnerable time before it is absorbed.
The monsoon smoked slightly, and looked at the fire. The two men almost rushed to the demon king who was gathering monsters.
The demon king squinted and looked at the monsoon smoke and the raging fire that rushed up. When it touched the fire, its eyes could not help but flash a trace of fear.
Of course...
This fear of distraction quickly dissipated and was replaced by madness.
The demon condensed in the demon king's body, instantly immersed in its body, its body doubled in the blink of an eye!
"You guys, guys, I want to send you to hell!!" The demon king's volume has expanded rapidly, and his face has become extremely embarrassing. Its huge claws are suddenly open, toward the rushing monsoon smoke and The two men swept away.
The monsoon smoke and the fire are very fast. The demon king's attack can't touch them. The two are left and right. They have spared the claws of the demon king and rushed directly toward the demon king's body!
The monsoon smoke quickly wiped the blood of the palm of the hand on the evil sword. The evil sword absorbed her blood. The whole sword exudes a golden glow. The monsoon smoke then stabbed the sword to the demon king's chest. Wang Dasheng immediately raised his hand to block.
Although it was a fatal blow that blocked the monsoon smoke, but on the back of the hand, it was drawn a hard blood.
"Damn the annihilator, do you think you can beat me?" The demon king looked at the monsoon smoke, but it suddenly found that the wound on the back of his hand was constantly overflowing a lot. Demon.
The face of the demon king instantly became ugly, and the demon that was gathered in the body was vented with this shallow wound.
The monsoon smoke saw a blow, and immediately pursued, not asking for a stroke, but instead of harassing with the fire, in the body of the demon king, there was a wound.
Those small wounds have brought a fatal blow to the demon king. Its longevity can only be maintained until today. It only waits for the birth of the new demon king, and after it is swallowed up, it can be reborn. The demon gathering on the vine is absorbed, it is already its last strength, but...
It was the last stroke, but it was hard to be broken by the monsoon smoke.
The demon king with numerous wounds on his body, the demon in the body is constantly leaking out, and the huge body is rapidly wilting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In its eyes, for the first time, there was fear, and it didn’t want to die...
Don't want to die like this!
Looking at the crumbling demon king, he immediately reached out and smothered the monsoon in the attack.
"It's demon has been broken, those demon gas does not belong to it, forcibly used, once it is broken, it will be countered."
The monsoon smoke is slightly stunned, and the fire is very familiar to the demon family.
And the facts are just as predicted by the fire.
The demon king can't keep the demon in the body, and the demon souls that have been sacrificed by it are also venting at this moment. Those who are filled with resentment are crazyly rebelling against their already weak life...
The demon king's body quickly withered at the speed visible to the naked eye, and its gaze gaze is still staring at the huge black sphere above the throne.
Just a little...
Just a little bit...