Chapter 1612

Boom!

The huge body of the wasteland demon once again bumps into Wang Xu. In the middle of the journey, he is hit by a thousand Zhang magic dragon coming from the side of his body.

His huge body fell to the ground with the magic dragon.

"Rules, thousand hands."

With a sneer, the desolate demon master directly launched the power of the demon master level rules he had mastered. In a flash, thousands of arms were sticking out of his body, and the palm of each arm had a big mouth, biting hard at the demon dragon.

Unfortunately, the magic dragon turned over and soared into the sky again. Even the tail, in the end, crossed an arc, like a steel knife, and pulled out a black blood hole on the face of the desolate devil.

"Ha ha, a magic dragon... Dare to challenge me. It seems that I need to peel you and roast you together..."

The Dragon laughed.

He just pulled a bloody mouth on the face of the desolate devil, and he was unhurt. Is this guy still giving him cruel words?

Skinned him and baked him?

When he was a little snake!

He's a dragon, a magic dragon!

"Karzalu, do you dare to do what you say? I'm not alone. There's a whole race behind me. There are hundreds of magic dragons. Dare you move me? Do you believe that all the dragons in Laozi's family come out and beat you to beg for mercy? Tears in one eye

The magic dragon laughs.

The desolate Lord sneered. He didn't look at the Dragon any more. Instead, he stared at Wang Xu in the sword light.

This man, who calls himself Emperor of the sword, has the same breath of rank, although he can clearly feel that the other party has just been promoted. But I don't know why, he always has a kind of unspeakable sense of danger.

"Human beings, give me this magic dragon to eat, I will return to the desolate devil Kingdom, and will not launch a second war here." The Lord of desolation takes a deep breath and offers a deal.

"I'll give it to you?" Wang Xu smiles.

If the magic dragon is really a magic dragon, rather than a part of his spirit, the proposal of the desolate Lord is naturally very attractive.

But this magic dragon is not the original one.

Whew!

Suddenly, his right hand suddenly pulled out a sword light, cut the space straight, cut a symmetrical black blood on the other half of the face of the desolate Demon Lord.

"You can choose to give up resistance and let me kill you."

Wang Xu's cold voice came from behind the armor, and the sword light in his hand began to condense again.

Although the blood cut on the face of the desolate demon disappeared in less than a second, this action was no less than humiliation.

The desolate demon master's body trembled, one eye quickly covered with blood, and his whole body almost reached the limit state of destroying heaven and earth.

Ah, ah, ah!!

He raised his head and roared.

Bang!

The magic dragon came back from one side again. Its four claws were ferocious and there was a loud tearing sound. The arms behind the desolate Demon Lord were forcibly torn off more than a dozen, and a large amount of black magic blood was ejected from the wound.

"Wildfire

He didn't care at all. He stepped back. The spurting blood suddenly burned and turned into a sea of black fire. It was as if there was life. It was divided into two parts, one to the magic tornado and the other to Wang Xu.

"I'll bake you!"

"One eyed monster, don't step on the horse. You only know that you can't be cruel. This fire is not warm enough for me. A little more enthusiasm. Otherwise, you'll wait for me to swallow you! "

The magic dragon laughs, swallows the sea of fire, turns around and does the same trick again. He pulls his tail to the face of the desolate devil.

"How dare you come again? Die for me! A thousand hands, a big crack. "

The wasteland demon master suddenly opens his arms behind him, grabs one by one, and instantly gathers into two thousand long thick arms, grabs the dragon's tail in the air, and then smashes it to the ground.

For a moment, the long body of the magic dragon was in his hands, just like a small snake, frantically smashing back and forth to the ground, and the earth was torn apart.

Catch the dragon, and the one eyed demon is about to launch the rule.

"Have you forgotten me?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Wang Xu took a step forward, and the light of his sword flickered behind him.

"Breaking the rules of sword world!"

With a little forefinger, he landed on the back of the wasteland devil's head.

Boom!

It's like the sword light of a nuclear bomb explodes, and the impact of energy is instantly transmitted for thousands of meters.

The energy collision between Wang Xu and the desolate demon lord, even the magic dragon was forced into the ground by the afterwave, and gnawed a mouthful of earth.

"Killing by the devil's hand!"

The desolate devil staggered out a few steps, and his head was sunken.

He suddenly turned around, and his whole body space was distorted and shrunk. In the twinkling of an eye, a big dark hand was pressed down from Wang Xu's head.

How terrible is the power of this hand, which is full of monstrous flame? The space under the palm was crushed and turned into colorful space debris.

But still, it doesn't help.

"Shadow field!"

Wang Xu's body suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared in place like lightning.

Boom!

Magic hand pressed in the space, space debris exploded like a bomb, to all directions.

A magic dragon on the ground just got up, suddenly two pieces fell from the sky, inserted in the body, the pain of a voice.

"If you only have this power, it will disappoint me, Lord of desolation."

Wang Xu reappeared and stood in the air 100 meters away.

Around him, countless dark water waves of shadows are constantly shaking, which is still the wave of shadow he has not lifted.

In this state, the general attack, almost all can not reach him. Let alone hurt.

The next second, a piece of black light rushed out of the shadow field, flying around the desolate devil, and dozens of Wang Xu appeared in an instant.

"Garbage stratagem, in front of the power, no matter how many stratagems are all garbage, all give the devil to die!"

Wasteland demon lord roared, a thousand hands stretched out behind him, and smashed to all Wang Xu.

"Thousand hands massacre!"

The devil's power erupted in an instant.

In an instant, all the "Wang Xu" were swept away. Finally, all the hands gathered in front of the only Wang Xu, blocking the sky and the sun.

"Yes, that's what it looks like." Wang Xu looks calm.

The reason why he constantly stimulates the wasteland demon is to force out all the strength of the other side, so as to verify how strong his own strength is.

Theoretically, his current state is in the position of emperor Zheng, but because of the secret method of spiritual separation, his state has been promoted too fast, and he does not know much about the specific power of emperor Zheng.

This makes him always feel that his power seems to be endless.

It's a bad feeling.

The strong need modesty.

Now, in essence, the barren devil's angry blow at this time has reached the peak that the emperor level can reach.

The power of this move is dozens of times of the previous attack.

For Wang Xu at this time, it has been enough to make him pressure mountain.

"It seems... Too much stimulation." Wang Xu's face was strange and his eyes became very dignified.