Chapter 1313: , The undead king

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Chapter 1313, The Undead King
There is no distinction between right and evil, and true evil lies in the users of power. Justice just stands above the interests of most people. The so-called justice is just such a thing. The history of mankind was pioneered by the victors from the beginning. Power has existed since ancient times.
I understand that I don't need to be confused or afraid. Because power itself has no righteous distinction. Everything depends on his own heart.
At this moment, around me, countless magic soldiers have been surrounded. Although these demon soldiers were gritty, no one attacked recklessly. I suddenly asked, "Jing Xin, now you tell me, why don't they dare to attack?"
Jingxin looked at the calm man, his voice hesitantly said: "I don't know, maybe they are afraid of you."
"No, they are not afraid of me. They are afraid of the consequences of blocking my path!" I suddenly ran into evil spirits, even when facing the powerful existence in front of me, my face is unchanged. I can feel that these surrounding demon soldiers represent destruction. They are in fear and fear, so they dare not attack.
After I finished holding the prison, I suddenly shouted, "Go die!"
The icy light glanced in the hand. In an instant, it was almost a force of destruction. As soon as I shot, it was the terrible three swords.
There was a blockade in the time and space around him, three terrible cracks. Constantly crisscrossing. The horrible arc split instantly. Even time and space are deflected. The terrible power burst out of the middle. The demon soldiers around were frozen in this time and space.
Their bodies swayed, and the terrible arc shattered instantly. A terrible crack appeared. Their bodies were in an instant. It was shattered by three terrible cracks. Under the cracked traces, the icy arc violently went out in an instant. A large demon was in my hands, and he was immediately beheaded.
With the power of horror, I can behead someone with my hands raised. Absolutely terrifying power. But in the face of the vast magic soldiers. I am also helpless. Waving it again and again brings terrifying attacks. My pace is still slow, but with extreme calmness. Sweep, wave, and kill.
My attack is always that simple, whether it is a fragile magic soldier or a powerful magic general. In the face of my attack, there is nothing I can do.
I held the prison, and suddenly inserted it into the ground suddenly. Around me, horrible swords penetrated the ground.
As if hell, I can feel it clearly. There are hundreds of meters of sword feet in front of me. The horrible sword pierced the ground. All the magic soldiers on the ground, even some bad luck general. Under this blow, all were penetrated.
The power of terror is overwhelming, and it has easily caused devastating consequences. I can feel it. How terrifying this blow. The power of the true demon can make my moves more powerful.
"Let's go, the obstacles in front of me have disappeared." I turned my head slowly, and my voice returned to a cold, ruthless tone. Jingxin nodded, a large open space in front of our eyes, endless blood and black mist. In Undead Demon Abyss, except for Pluto, the other demon soldiers have no flesh.
This area is already devastated, and the ground is full of cracked openings. There was a horrible smell in the air. And the devil's fragments shattered to the ground. The strong bodies of these magic soldiers are for me. It's a joke. There is no difference at all.
But more and more magic soldiers blocked my way. At this time, I extended my hand, inserted the prison into the ground, and directly summoned the dying city.
When the city of vain appeared, the entire Demon Abyss was shaken, as if something was about to wake up.
With the appearance of the city in vain, the surroundings became a battlefield. The demon soldiers in the abyss surged madly. Along with the towering city, countless ghosts also appeared.
I seem to be the undead king, standing at the top of the dying city. I waved coldly, but the calm movement was understated. There are ghosts all around me. They are all under my command. The attack started.
The magic soldiers of Moyuan are all powerful beings. All the undead in the dying city are extremely scary. I can imagine that this is a tragic war. The struggle between the two powers is bound to be a fierce battle.
With my orders, the ghost army and the demon soldiers began to engage in battle. I looked calmly, suppressing the desire to kill from the bottom of my heart.
The ghost growled and fought with the demon soldiers. Under the power of terror. The two armies showed absolute power. I haven't seen it in a long time. Such a tragic war. The troops in front rushed into the lineup instantly and were strangled mercilessly. The troops behind continued to go on.
Moyuan Demon Soldiers are endless, and the undead of the city are vain. The quantity is absolutely terrible. In the city of dying, terrible undead surging. We are constantly struggling and constantly suffering. Demon soldiers and ghosts are constantly attacking, and the strong ones are countless.
The undead are still roaring, and countless demons will fight against the strong among the ghosts. It was an invincible war, and there were countless huge creatures falling in the sky all the time. On the ground, the devil will roar, and in the chaotic battle, the tragic scene will no longer happen all the time.
Like the end of the world, in this magic abyss. There was a tragic war.
Tens of millions of soldiers, corpses piled up in the Demon Abyss, splinters of broken limbs, black ground blood was washed away by thousands of miles of heavy rain, the whole ground was soaked into black, the raging fire rose, the flames Thousands of feet tall, thick smoke with a smell of burning smell, rushed to the sky, covering the sky for several days ...
Demon Abyss, unable to describe what kind of existence this is, I only felt a strong sense of extermination and killing.
In a chaotic war, I seem to be the master of everything. I silently watched this terrifying war. This sense of accomplishment is beyond description. You can control your own life at will, and you can do whatever you want. I feel like this very much.
I don't even care about the life and death of the undead, even when necessary. I commanded the troops and gave up some garbage troops. Bombard the main force. As the master of the dying city. I can command these ghosts at will. Under my command, these ghosts dared not to die.
I stared coldly at my eyes, his expression blank. Watching this chaotic world with cold eyes. At this moment the entire battlefield is under my control. Turning my hands over the clouds and raining over my hands is just a flick of my fingers. For me, this world is nothing more than that.