Chapter 1107: Coming of the Devil

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From the disadvantaged mouth of Ming Yuan, a series of angry screams of unknown meaning, just like a toad with a finger pressed tightly on his back, continued to struggle, but to no avail.
There was a crack, and the black giant claws with their grips began to show cracks, and the thousands of miles of the were destroyed in the ant den. After the first crack appeared, followed by the crackling sounds that followed, finally, These giant claws were like accidentally falling to the ground, and the broken and unbroken eggs were covered with dense cracks up and down. A black energy leaked from these cracks, and collapse was inevitable.
Ming Yuan's face turned red and then turned black. It still couldn't believe that the powerful self would lose to a human in a baby's realm. This must be an illusion, an illusion
Therefore, it is still insisting, even if it sees that its claws of the fierce devil have been scarred, it would rather believe that at the next moment, the golden stick on top of its head will not be able to support it first, and it will smash immediately.
however……
There was a crackling sound, the claws of the fierce demon of Ming Yuan, broken with its beautiful dreams, countless black butterflies rippling, the golden light from the center of the top of the head, from the center of the body of the deep yuan, cut straight And fall.
The tip of the sword touched the ground, the time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Ming Yuan still maintained a struggling posture, but motionless, his eyes almost burst out of his eyes, full of unwillingness and unbelief.
At the next moment, a large amount of black blood extended from the top of Gingyuan to the root of the tail, just like an underground hot spring under tremendous pressure, pouring out of the cracks that opened, and instantly blackened the ground .
Ging Yuan's legs flicked, accompanied by the splash of blood, slowly kneeling slowly to the ground.
"No... impossible... why... why..."
From the middle left a greasy wounded lips, slowly spit out these words, the head looking up at the sky, also hang down in powerlessness, the hero's late appearance, as if on the battlefield dyed red by the sunset , A warrior kneeling down on the ground wearing a number sword.
"I'm... King of the Devil... King of the Demon!"
The next moment, from the mouth of Ming Yuan, slowly spit out these words.
"Fighting Devil... Coming!"
"boom--!"
The black tornado that enveloped the entire wilderness, centered on the abyss, appeared without warning, and immediately showed its power in less than a second. Throughout the wilderness, the black hurricane raged and even spread to the Flower Demon King. The suburban prairie outside the city.
After the golden beam of light, the comprehension of the Flower Demon King City once again saw a shocking scene-a black tornado that suddenly appeared on the horizon, connecting heaven and earth.
The evil black strong wind blew over the flower demon king city, with an unparalleled breath of death in the wind, the gloomy sky began to be covered with black lightning, the dark clouds continued to sink, it looked like the sky was about to collapse general.
The civilians who were praying just now saw this end-of-the-world scene and thought they were angry. The streets and alleys burst into tears. Some of them were crying more prayerfully, and some were hiding in their own homes. The doors and windows were tight Off, chose unnecessary escape.
The comprehensionists were shocked again. The evil black tornado that carried through the world was just a bit of violent magic energy, and with a trace of coercion, they had already felt a powerless resistance.
They suddenly realized that they knew what kind of terrible monster the master of the golden beam was fighting, and the enemy's power was not inferior to him.
These self-cultivators don't know why there is such a strong man in such a power in the city of Flower Demon King, and why this terrifying evil spirit will appear in this small planet.
They only know one thing now, that is, thousands of miles away, there is a powerful unknown hero who is fighting hard with the terrible monsters, fighting for them and for the hundreds of thousands of lives in the Flower Demon City.
There was heavy rain under the sky, and instantly those wet composers standing on the street, standing on the walls of the city, wearing armor, did not know who started it. The first person solemnly faced the wasteland, After the junior ceremony, and then the second, the third... as if infected by the virus, one after another, group after group, unconsciously, all the innocent people who stood on the streets and the city walls were all in the same direction , Solemnly saluting.
Regardless of whether they are justice, rebellious, arrogant, indisputable...
On the corner of the street, Luneng and others who once acted as a bully for their uncompromising relatives, and adhered to the indifferent rule of weak meat and strong food, also performed solemnly.
Cultivators have always been high, even if they do not admit that most people will unconsciously bring a little first-class ideas when facing civilians.
Now, they have discovered how insignificant things they have done before, in areas they do not know, in places they cannot see, there is a strong man who truly deserves the title of hero, silently guarding They, these people have never exposed their identities, never thought of being embraced by everyone, and never considered going to the throne of heroes, but it was so silent, willing to ordinaryly protect what they want to protect,
What about myself?
It was just killing and killing, killing a few monsters, and proudly raised his chin in front of the civilians. I am your life-saving benefactor. Be grateful and serve me.
At this moment, there is no distinction between good and bad, no distinction between races, whether he is an arrogant person who is proud and proud of himself in front of the civilians, as long as he is a part of the flower demon king city, he is saluting.
Nothing else, just a word resonating for tens of thousands of souls at the same time-hero.
Come on, countless voices from the soul are crying, they can't even get close to the evil tornado within a hundred miles, all they can do is to convey this share of respect and blessings to the past with their hearts.
...
Sure enough, with just one blow, it could not cause fatal damage to Li Mo Wang.
In the center of the tornado, stick the long stick to the ground and hold firmly, resisting the storm, Ye Chen thought vaguely in his heart.
The situation... a little bad, the consciousness seems to be gradually blurred, holding Shenbao's hands... it seems that there is no longer any feeling...
The anti-bite of Shenbao is far from ordinary cultivators can imagine, even if it is the leaf dust of the body protection of the god, it can not be used for a long time.
If you look closely, you can see Ye Chen's hands, and he has lost his vitality like dead bark.
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