Chapter 1638

Whew!

All the swords were submerged, and a dragon shaped shadow rose from above and exploded. Then, the curse power created by the Black Death devil broke out in an instant, and all of them fell into the main body of the barren devil.

"You..."

Desolate demon body suddenly frozen, he can't believe the turn of the head, staring at Wang Xu.

"How did you do that?" His voice was full of shock and anger.

Wang Xu's knife inserted behind his back was unexpected, but he was not unaware of it. At the moment Wang Xu started, he was aware of it.

The reason why he doesn't hide is because he disdains!

No matter why Wang Xu attacks him, since he has mastered the source of each other's spirits and betrayers, he can destroy Wang Xu from the level of consciousness in a moment.

However

His magic sense urges Wang Xu to hand over the source, but the other side has nothing!

This kind of thing, can't happen at all!

But, actually happened again, how can this call desolate Demon Lord not angry? No surprise?

What scares him even more is the huge curse power on the Dragon Emperor sword, which is the power of the Black Death devil emperor.

"Asshole! You've been at me since the beginning? You have never betrayed Black Death

Although most of the demons in the body are involved by the power of curse, the remaining demons are still extremely terrible. In a flash of rage, large waves of anger burst out, and the mountain like soul mill was grabbed by the wasteland demon's hands and smashed down.

Wang Xu makes an effort to insert the Dragon Emperor sword into the main body of the desolate devil, and then retreats wildly to avoid the terrible blow.

The desolate devil didn't mean to chase him. After a while, he raised his head and yelled around

"Black death! Get the devil out of here

He roared madly, obviously because the curse power on the Dragon Emperor sword was misunderstood. He thought it was the Black Death demon emperor who deliberately let Wang Xu feign surrender and then secretly attacked and cursed him.

Wang Xu didn't mean to explain. He didn't say a word. Relying on the advantage of his small body, he constantly launched attacks around the huge body of the desolate Demon Lord.

Compared with the wasteland demon, he is like a fly flying in front of human beings, but every attack is earth shaking, and the sword light is hundreds of meters in size, leaving one scar after another on the wasteland demon's huge body.

The wasteland Demon Lord has been roaring for the Black Death demon emperor to come out, but the Black Death demon emperor has never appeared. On the contrary, Wang Xu, who looks like a fly and beats people harder than an iron sword, finally makes him unbearable.

"Little bug! That's enough for you! Die for me! "

The desolate demon master's sense swept all over the place for hundreds of miles, and there was no trace of the Black Death demon emperor, so he could only aim at Wang Xu, and his anger was almost burning.

"Ten thousand souls devour heaven!"

He directly used the most powerful magic skill, and the ten thousand soul mill in his hand suddenly fell into the earth. The ground was split. In the blink of an eye, the struggling demons and demons on the ten thousand soul mill turned into large gray smoke.

The desolate devil grins, his arms suddenly open, and the gray smoke suddenly rolls to the sky like lightning, covering a vast area in the blink of an eye.

A sense of crisis came from his heart. Wang Xu's figure, who had been rushing forward, suddenly stopped, stepped on his feet, and a round white wave burst under his feet, while Wang Xu had shot back hundreds of meters.

Just as Wang Xugang shot out, a gray black chain with a sharp blade at the front had been shot out of the fog, tearing the white waves apart in an instant. After a blow, it exploded into gray smoke again and disappeared into the fog.

Cluck!

Even if nothing could be seen, there was the sound of chains sliding violently in the void.

Wang Xuli was hundreds of meters away, looking at the fog, his eyes slightly condensed. Inside, the soul mill is rapidly changing and decomposing, a large number of chains are disbanded from above, and countless demons are strung on each chain.

No one could have imagined that the essence of wanhun mill was composed of countless enchanting chains, which was not the two stone millstones on the surface.

"Hum!" The desolate demon lord slowly sat on the top of the soul mill, with a flash of anger in his eyes: "black death takes you as bait, it's naive to use my power by curse! I'd like to see. After I lock you in the soul mill, how long can the demon lord endure when he feeds on your body, soul, flesh and blood? "

As the words fell, the whole soul mill suddenly burst open. Countless chains burst out like tentacles of octopus. They spread their teeth and claws across the air and shot at Wang Xu like a rainstorm.

Under this kind of attack, the smallest dust in the air will be torn into pieces, Wang Xu's face will change wildly. He first dodges, and then he can't avoid it. What he sees in front of his eyes is the chain of the soul.

"Shit! I'm careless! I didn't expect that the desolate devil was wounded by himself and fought with the Black Death devil for so long. He had such a terrible card! "

He looked at a tattoo like blood fingerprint on his left hand, which was the "cheating power" given to him by the powerful demon who was suspected to be a blood killing demon.

For the demon, their fight here is just a spectator game.

The barren Demon Lord was smashed by himself and fled back. He could recover so quickly, and even gather the remains of the demon God. It is very likely that some demon God who participated in the game gave him a cheating device.

"In that case..."

Wang Xu's eyes were fierce, and his body stopped abruptly, letting countless chains burst through him. The demons in the body rushed to the blood fingerprint.

However, with this move, he found that it was not right. The blood fingerprint was like a black hole. As soon as the Moyuan entered, it was absorbed. Even the suction suddenly soared. He took the initiative to devour the Moyuan in his body. He couldn't stop.

Because of this change, he could not control his body in a short time.

"Shit Wang Xu's face changed wildly and his eyes widened.

Next second.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Chains passed through his body, hands, feet

"It's over." When the wasteland demon saw this, he drew back his eyes, slowly closed his eyes, and put most of his mind into dispelling the curse in his body. Only a small part of the demon sense is scattered around in the void, and the guard can't hide the attack of the Black Death demon emperor.

As for Wang Xu

One of the black death's little devil emperors was hooked by the chain of ten thousand spirits, but only one of them was crushed and hanged by the ten thousand spirits mill all the time. Just like his four former devil emperors, he became the nutrient for shaping the body of the devil God.

WOW!

At the end of the chain, Wang Xu was almost wrapped into an iron ball, leaving only his head, hands, palms and feet outside.

The rest of the parts, a chain of souls, like a living snake, slowly twined around him, swam away, and constantly tightened and strangled.