Chapter 1003: Repression of the demon

After the slamming of the main battle robot, the main gun immediately retracted to recharge, and formed a battle to the surviving 39th demon sorcerer Wang Fei.
The tens of thousands of demon-like powerhouses above the Moon Warlocks flew from all directions.
The tens of thousands of demons have a dragon with a body length of up to a kilometer, a giant with a height of a kilometer, a demon spirit with a beautiful appearance, a demon spirit, and a real blood demon transformed from a blood group. There are virtual demons who are proficient in space development. Every kind of demon has a horrible atmosphere.
Any demon who has a month of warlock ranks falls into those eight-level and nine-level planes, and can easily transform all the living bodies of the entire plane into low-level demons, and let that plane become hell.
The tens of thousands of sorcerer's squadrons of the squadrons have just flew in, and the frigates next to the ruling class Starships have shined innumerable rays, and various beams of light have flooded into the monsters like raindrops.
Under the horror of the six-level intelligent light brain, the horror of the Holy Spirit Warlock, under the circumstance, the tens of thousands of sorcerer warriors above the sorcerer were stunned with only a few thousand.
In addition to the strong demon of the undead demons, the other demon demons were killed.
The firepower of the frigate was quickly adjusted, and the demon-like powerhouse of the sorcerer’s rank was smashed to the sorcerer’s squad, and the sorcerer’s squadrons were smashed and smashed into countless pieces. .
The glare of the main battle robot suddenly split a unit to fly toward the demon-like god-magic powerhouse, and broke into the army of the demon-like gods.
"Give me to die!!"
A body of up to a kilometer in the length of the sea of ​​the demon dragon flashed, opened a mouth, a horrible dragon suddenly spurted out, sprayed to more than a dozen glare of the main battle robot.
The horror dragon that shrouded a square kilometer swallowed the dozens of glare-powered main battle robots.
A terrible wind pressure suddenly broke out from the dragon's breath, and the dozens of bodies still burning in the dawn of the light directly flew out from the dragon's breath, slashing in the head of the sea level Above the body of the dragon.
The blood of the road shone, and the sea-class dragon was cut into countless pieces, and then shrouded in various kinds of artillery fires that fell from the sky, completely purifying and destroying, leaving only one demon's core.
Those demon of the sea level did not see those glare and main battle robots in their eyes. As a result, the demon of the sea level was killed and wounded.
Only a dozen or so monsters with special blood vessels, and their strengths far beyond the same level of the Zehai-Xiangqiang series escaped.
A phoenix-like real blood demon in the eyes flashed a scream of fear and shouted: "Zhou Hai class!! Damn, these mechanical cymbals have the power of the Zhou Hai class, how is it possible? In addition to the lord of the scorpion, how can someone be able to Mass production of Zhou Hai-class machinery?"
Under the reinforcement of the Twilight Lord's main battle robots under the control of the Twilight, each of them can play the horrific combat power of the mid-sea.
The strongmen of the Zhouhai class had already claimed to be powerful in the warlock world before the catastrophe of the universe, and they were nearly one-level high-level among any forces.
Even now, when the cosmic catastrophe broke out, the demon family can only extract hundreds of ceremonial monsters. The millions of main battle robots on the millions of seas are simply vulnerable.
The natural blood demon of the Zhou Hai class just screamed, and the ten glory of the main battle robot appeared in front of him, slashing a knife, transforming the horrible knife shadow that is hard to see by the naked eye. The real blood demon instantly broke into countless pieces.
The vitality of the real blood demon is extremely tenacious. After being smashed into countless pieces, the countless pieces still condense rapidly along the contaminated core blood.
The three diamond-shaped main guns of the main body of the Twilight Sparks were opened, and the three beams of light blew on the body of the true blood demon of the Zhouhai class, directly vaporizing the true blood demon of the Zhouhai class, even a drop of blood. There is nothing left.
A troll demon king with a purple skin and a purple skin screams: "Everyone flies!!"
A cyan light flashed, and the empress of the emperor, Shirley, suddenly appeared in front of the troll demon king, and a sword went to the troll demon king.
The troll demon king's face changed greatly, and there were countless curses on his body. He showed his spells and condensed a shield.
Bang! !
In the sound of a loud noise, the troll demon king was directly attacked by Michelangela into the sleek sleek fleet.
The countless glare of the main battle robot turned into a piece of steel torrent to swallow the troll demon king directly.
A blue-colored afterimage shines on the battlefield, and Michelle Liya runs at a speed, and in an instant, appears in front of the twenty-nine demon kings, each of which draws a sword and the twenty-nine The Demon King directly forces a variety of defensive spells.
The horrible Twilight Slayer’s squadron took the opportunity to swallow the twenty-nine demon kings.
Michelangelo's figure swayed slightly, and flew into the air, standing proudly in the void, overlooking the twenty-nine demon kings struggling in the mechanical sea, flashing endless in the beauty. Good intentions.
The four rays shone slightly, and the four great warlocks, such as Yalikia, flew to the back of Michelangelo as his guard.
Although the number of angels under Yang Feng’s majesty is more than ten million, the angels of the warlock’s king level are only four of the Yalikiyah.
Among the mechanical seas formed by the numerous robots of the Twilight Sparks, a semi-classical stone dragon with a body of up to 10,000 meters suddenly flies out, and a circle of petrified light shines from his body. Spread in all directions.
Under the horror of the horrible petrochemical ray, the outer layer armor of the main body of the robotic machine that is close to the stone dragon and half sacred began to petrify rapidly.
The semi-classical stone dragon has begun to desperately, madly burning the power of his own life, which inspired the power of terror. Even the shields of the sleek and sleek main battle robots are unable to withstand.
"Get me back!"
Michelle Liya smirked and suddenly appeared above the semi-classical stone dragon. The sword contained the power of horror, the power of the cracked star, and the sword of the semi-classical stone dragon. Go.
The semi-classical stone dragon explored the dragon claws, and the slamming bombs were above the giant sword.
Bang! !
The semi-classical stone dragon was actually slammed by Michelangela and fell into the group of robots.
The countless glare of the main battle robot slashed on the body of the semi-classical stone dragon, and hardly smashed the half-class stone dragon into a scar.
The semi-class stone dragon is constantly struggling, and the sleek and sleek main battle robots are petrified one by one, and the wounds on the body are more and more, and the atmosphere is getting weaker and weaker.
"Do not!!"
In the screams of screams, a demon king is directly smashed into pieces by the singer and the main robot.
Not long after, a horrible star-shaped giant snake demon king, which was 10,000 meters long, was also broken into pieces, and then directly purified by the glare.
The demon kings, who are head and head, struggled in the horrible glare of the mechanical sea, and were killed one by one.
Each of the demon kings has a sinister presence in the position of Cang, killing more than 10 million humans at each end. It is only because they are powerful and secretive, and wherever they go, the Terran has no way to kill them. Now the demon king, who is the enemy of the human race, died in the hands of Yang Feng.
The king of death peeked at everything here through the spell at the highest parliament headquarters of the Terran, and his heart was full of shock: "Good! These mechanical shackles are really terrible!!"
In the beauty of the stars, there is also a flash of sorrow: "Yang Feng's mechanical squad is already comparable to the mechanical squad of the lord. The only weakness is that there is no mechanical shackle of the Holy Spirit sorcerer."
The king of the magic sound is faint: "Which mechanical gongs of the Holy Spirit Warlock series are so easy to manufacture? If it is possible to mass-produce the mechanical gongs of the Holy Spirit Warlock series. The Lord of the Lord will not be mad at the time of development. 】 That kind of monster."
The strongest of the Holy Spirit Warlock series is the strongest in any universe. Even in the same year, the Yi people could not mass-produce the main battle robots of the Holy Spirit Warlock series.
In theory, if you have a hundred million Holy Spirit Warlocks, you may be able to use a special secret treasure to compete with an Eternal. But in any universe, the number of Holy Spirit warlocks will not exceed 100,000.
The Holy Spirit Warlock series main battle robots owned by the Yi people were all evolved from the main battle robots that can evolve in the series. When the Yi people dominated a universe, the number of robots with the Holy Spirit Warlocks had only 276.
The king of death slowly said: "If it is not a cosmic catastrophe, this era should be the era of Yang Feng. His words may be the ninth warlock emperor of our human race in this era. Unfortunately!"
The other five kings also nodded slightly, watching Yang Feng, his eyes flashed a complex color.
In this cosmic catastrophe, various monsters emerge in an endless stream. In addition to the devil's emperor, there are two or three extraordinary powers, and the horrible monsters of an era that were once invincible have been born.
Although Yang Feng is tyrannical, the king of death and others are still not optimistic that Yang Feng can reach the top.
"Don't you still shoot? What is He waiting for?"
Yang Feng sat in the ruling class Star Wars, locked a position through the scanner, and looked indifferently at the heavenly sacred hidden in the distance. (To be continued~^~)