It rained heavily, and this sudden downpour covered the entire killing battlefield near the barren mountains.

Under the cover of the second rule of the desolate demon lord, all the demons under the demon emperor, regardless of the enemy or ourselves, are killing madly. The blood is gathered into a river, and the corpses are piled up into a mountain.

In the back, even the rain from the sky is blood red, because there are countless flying demons fighting on the sky.

Here, time has lost its meaning, there are fights everywhere, there are deaths everywhere. No one is in the mood to record time.

Wang Xu is the only exception.

"Eighty Days! I have to say that they are really better than me. This terrible battle of life and death can last so long, but it's coming to an end. The demon body of the desolate Demon Lord is really terrible. The dark death demon emperor is going to die... "

He looked up at the sky above the dark clouds, which had turned into chaos. Behind the chaos were two huge demons, which were the battlefields of black death and desolation.

In the past 80 days, the Black Death demon emperor repeatedly scolded him and several other demon emperors for helping fight. Unfortunately, Wang Xu has been indifferent. On the contrary, the blood mark demon emperor has already joined the fight. One of the unfortunate ghosts did not check for a moment, but was swallowed by the desolate Demon Lord. He does not know whether his hand is dead or what happened.

"The wasteland devil is too strong to stand after breaking. He can't die at this time. At least he can't die so fast!"

When Wang Xu was about to start to join the battle, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"When are you going to see it here?"

His body is slightly stagnant, and Wang Xu's magic sense sweeps behind him. However, what he gives back is a piece of air, nothing, which makes him full of doubts.

There are only two possibilities.

Or the other party has practiced some secret method, which makes his magic sense unable to detect. Either the other side's strength is much higher than their own, and even the two great demons, desolate and black death, can't do it, unless they are stronger demons

Wang Xu is willing to be the former, but his reason and instinct tell him that it is the latter! 90% of it is the latter!

His heart and hair were cold. He slowly turned around and saw a demon who was about the same height as him, also in anthropomorphic form, wearing half body red armor. He was standing in the void four or five meters behind him, staring at him with his head askew, as if looking at something funny.

This man has no armor on his face and is covered with delicate black scales. His eyes are unique to the dragon people, but different from the scarlet eyes of ordinary magic dragons, they are yellow and amber like lizards.

His anthropomorphic form, half higher than Wang Xu, arms embrace the chest, a long purple hair hanging to the thigh, behind there is an inverted triangle tail, and then unconsciously swing.

"I've been watching you for a while." Seeing Wang Xu turn around, he smiles and seems to be very kind: "you seem to be very ambitious. When will the magic dragon clan, which is famous for its pride, arrogance, arrogance and laziness, take the initiative to learn the martial arts of the weak people in the outside world? Abandon the dragon body and walk with human body?

Looking at you, it seems that you have hidden a lot of strength. Do you want to take part in the war and win the final result

Wang Xu felt tight in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, even though he wanted to know who the man was.

He just keeps a close eye on each other in silence, swallowing the magic yuan in his body, and is ready to take action at any time.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just curious to have a word with you. At present, all this is just a game for me, a game that will be used to kill time every boring time between demons and gods.

We choose two pieces to watch a lively game, and collect enough sacrifices by the way. We all play the game attentively, and then everything is calm again.

You haven't been in the game before, but now, are you ready? "

The mysterious demon smiles and then stares at Wang Xu. His eyes look like smile and indifference.

Although he didn't understand what the powerful demon said, Wang Xu's guard was also released.

He could see that the other side didn't mean to kill him.

no

To be more precise, he, black death, desolation, bloodstain and other demons, and even the hundreds of millions of demons fighting around him, are not in his eyes at all.

To each other, they are all ants.

A person, will care about the battle of a group of ants on the street?

"This guy... May be the master of the blood killing demon world, the blood killing demon God? He seems to have mastered the rule of blood killing... And so on! So, is the so-called disorderly killing rules of the wasteland demon actually controlled by the blood killing demon? And the incomplete so-called demon body... Yes, the game! All this is controlled by this guy behind his back! "

Wang Xu heart suddenly rose a trace of enlightenment, eyes pupil crazy contraction, seems to finally understand the meaning of the words just said.

The demon seemed to feel something, and he laughed again: "it seems that you can guess who I am. It doesn't matter, or that sentence, don't be nervous, what you should do, I'm just a spectator. Go ahead, let me see if you can become a black dragon that can disturb the game. I'm very optimistic about you

Wang Xu is thrilled and opens his mouth to say something. However, the demon suddenly raises his hand and keeps listening. It seems that he has received some information.

A second later, he shook his head, but a smile: "there is an accident, I have to go... Give you a gift, don't let me down, I am very optimistic about you!"

With that, he reaches out a hand and points to Wang Xu's arm. Wang Xu wants to hide, but as soon as this idea rises, the other party's hand has been patted on his left arm.

Bang!

In a sound that was not light or heavy, a clear blood fingerprint appeared out of thin air, and then instantly imprinted on Wang Xu's arm, forming a blood tattoo like thing.

"Don't let me lose the game!"

The voice of the mysterious demon reverberated in the surrounding air, but his figure disappeared without a trace.

Even if Wang Xu always opened his eyes, he didn't find that the other party left by any means.

"Terror

Wang Xuxin's hair is cold.

Is this the devil?

This is just an ordinary demon God. How terrible would it be if it was the existence of the twelve main demons? It's no wonder that the power of the warriors in the Taiyang martial arts world is so powerful, but they can only be partial.

Looking down at the bloody fingerprint tattoo on his left arm, Wang Xu's eyes twinkled

"Whether he is the blood Slayer or not, the handprint he left me obviously makes me more confident about the original plan..."

He can feel that as long as he moves the magic sense and urges the magic yuan to rush into the fingerprints, it will directly stimulate part of the magic power contained in it.

The other side seems to be playing a game with others. It's cheating!

In this regard, Wang Xu just wanted to say, very good! Excellent!

"Next, it's my turn to clean up the mess!"

He looked up at the chaotic battlefield above the sky, raised his feet, raised his sword, and strode up into the sky.