Chapter 722: Demon King (3)

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As the demon king's voice landed, the entire hall began to tremble violently, and a dim mist rose from the ground. The fog was hidden into the demon body of the demon corpse, and the demon people were dry. The body quickly abunded at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were already lifeless and suddenly climbed up from the ground, but their eyes were hollow and dark, without a bit of light.
A single demon family climbed up from the ground and blocked it in the hall. The demon vines poured into their mouths also fell off, and they rushed toward the entrance of the main hall.
"These demons are not dead?" Ling He was shocked to see the demon who died and resurrected.
The fire broke his head slightly.
"They are dead, the power of the demon king, turning them into jealousy."
"This is the demon king who is running out of light?" The monsoon smoke looked at more and more demon people in front of him, and sometimes there was some laughter.
The fire broke silently.
The monsoon smoke is dark and headache. It is no wonder that the fire said that her chances are only once. The power of the demon king is running out, and it is still so powerful. If it is letting it devour the new demon king, return to the peak of power...
The monsoon smoke does not dare to think about it.
At least in her current situation, it is impossible to deal with.
At the moment, the monsoon smoke bite his teeth, "quick speed."
When the voice landed, the monsoon smoke directly smashed the evil sword, and it killed the scorpion.
The soldiers returned from the shock and immediately dispelled the fear of the bottom of their hearts. They rushed to the enemy with their swords!
The demon family resurrected by the demon king, the combat power retains the height of life, can be selected by the demon king into the palace, the lowest is the middle demon, their fighting power is extremely strong, even if they lose their sense of autonomy, still fierce.
Fortunately, the Suijun has rich experience in dealing with the Yaozu, and they are fighting together, relying on the number of sieges launched by the Yaozu.
A sword was smashed on the body of the Yaozu, and the knife was cut down, directly cutting off the arms of the Yaozu, but those Yaozu, as if they did not know death and fear at all, were cut into two halves, they still Dragging the broken body and rushing toward the soldiers in front of him.
"What the monster is this?"
Rao is a veteran soldier with rich experience in combat. He is also under cold sweat in the face of these undead.
These demon people have no scruples at all. Under the control of the demon king, their bodies become weapons, they do not feel pain, and there is no fear. They are like real killers in the army. A hurricane!
The only attack that is effective against them is the evil sword in the hands of the monsoon smoke!
But the demon people who were injured by the evil swords, the demon in their bodies will be absorbed into the evil swords in an instant, losing the support of the demon, and they once again turned into lifeless bodies and fell to the ground.
but……
There are too many demon people in the hall. Even if the monsoon smoke fighting power is no longer awkward, it will not be able to kill all the demon people in this hall in a short time.
"The time is running out, the new demon king is going to be born." The fire felt the demon floating in the hall, a fresh demon, gradually spreading from the throne, once the new demon king was born, the old demon king will It is swallowed up, so everyone here is afraid to be buried with the Yaozu.