Chapter 1709

A voice, like a Hong Zhong Da LV, hit song Qingshu's heart. Song Qingshu had difficulty breathing. He looked at the other two people and was not much better than himself.

Finally back?!

Who the hell is it?! Is this strength too strong?!

Song Qingshu looked at Yuan Jie, who looked at him almost at the same time. Yuan Jie shook his head when he inquired about song Qingshu.

At this time, black robe seemed to have lost his soul. His eyes were numb and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What?! Forget me so soon?! It's only 900 years! "

"I miss you very much!"

Song Qingshu looked very cold and said this. But song Qingshu is not stupid. In connection with the strange state of black robe, the identity of this mysterious man is ready to come out.

The demon king of the demon world 900 years ago!

Unexpectedly, several people in Song Qingshu are still collecting the lost inheritance. The demon king of the demon world came here.

The situation at the moment is a reappearance of 900 years ago. No! It should be said that it is more terrible and dangerous than 900 years ago!

Just the breath of the Demon Lord in the demon world has made song Qingshu and others breathless. If his real body comes, song Qingshu dare not think about the horror of this result.

"What? Don't welcome me?! "

The devil's voice was still shuttling through his ears. His black robe had covered his ears and dared not listen again. That voice was his nightmare for 900 years.

Yuanjie is worthy of being a famous strongman of the Mountain Gate of the road protector. He can still cheer up under this strong pressure.

"God spirit sword, follow my heart!"

"Cut the devil with the sword!"

With Yuan Jie's gentle rebuke, a huge sword shaped virtual shadow appeared in the air and cut off towards a position in the void.

"Hum! A small skill! "

With a cold hum, Yuan Jie's sword Qi was smashed and dissipated in the void.

The shadow of the sword was broken, and Yuan Jie didn't mean to give up. His strength at the peak of the quadruple sky was thrown out, and the whole person exuded a vigorous sense of war.

The other party felt the weakness of song Qingshu and had no hidden meaning, so he simply flashed out of the dark void.

"I kept it here, just waiting for someone to come. What can the three of you do?"

When the man came near, song Qingshu found that the so-called devil had nothing unusual except long red hair and green pupils.

Seeing song Qingshu looking at himself, the devil turned around with a smile: "you're still a little interesting, but it's still too weak. It doesn't make sense to swallow so many laws!"

Song Qingshu didn't speak because he knew that the other party must have used something he didn't know. He peeped into his details.

"This little guy looks familiar. Isn't he the one who was saved by your partner's self explosion in those years?!"

The demon king who was shrouded in evil gas laughed wildly, and the black robe seemed to be immersed in the painful memories of the past.

The demon king glanced at the three people one by one and was a little disappointed.

"I thought there would be some big fish on the hook, but I didn't expect that what I waited for was such a result!"

Yuan Jie was full of war spirit and ignored the ridicule tone of the demon king. The whole person almost turned into a sharp sword. The blade crossed the sky and cleaved at the demon king's head.

The demon king smiled unabated and held the blade with one hand.

"Drink!"

Yuan Jie drank with one voice, and the perfect three thousand Avenue law flowed all over, and the divine power sprayed out and attached to the blade.

Dharma increases the strength of the knife, and the knife borrows Dharma potential. Man and knife are one and integrated.

Yuan Jie's long knife drove the devil away all the way. The pictures in the memory of black robe flashed one by one in Yuan Jie's mind, and Yuan Jie continued to scream and vent his grief.

Great grief turned into boundless strength and was blessed on Yuan Jie's long sword. Yuan Jie's current strength is really unmatched.

The demon king suffered an unexpected attack and didn't respond for a while.

"I underestimate you a little!"

The devil's spirit was mighty when the devil king spoke, and the whole person's breath was greatly improved. From behind the devil king, a big palm patted Yuan Jie's knife.

The big hand of magic Qi and the magic knife formed by Yuan Jie collided together, and the whole space was stirred and overturned by this strong breath.

The most profound feeling belongs to song Qingshu. Yuan Jie itself has raised his magical power to the limit, but the devil king has raised his breath to the extent that he can easily resist each other.

Sure enough, it deserves the name of the demon king!

The devil Qi big hand suddenly became several times bigger. The magic sword of Yuan Jie's incarnation was tightly held in his hand by the devil Qi big hand.

The light emitted by the divine sword was still rushing left and right, trying to break through the obstruction of the big hand of the magic Qi, but it was gradually swallowed up by the magic Qi.

"Yuanjie fairy king!"

Song Qingshu can't stand the sight?!

Song Qingshu was about to flash forward to rescue yuan, but he heard the voice of Yuan Jie coming from another direction.

"No harm!"

Song Qingshu followed the voice, and the figure of Yuan Jie appeared from the void crack.

"Cough! If I hadn't explored the mystery of the law of space with black robe and deeply experienced it. I'm afraid I was going to die on the spot! "

Seeing the sweat on Yuan Jie's forehead, song Qingshu also understood the horror of the demon king, which should not be underestimated!

The demon king's magic Qi big hand returned to normal from the clenched state, and then shook it again, as if looking for the previous hand feeling.

"Look down on you, but I'm very angry to see the law of space again!"

Yuan Jie gasped and looked at the devil with a heavy face.

The other party didn't think so, and he looked like he had a winning ticket.

"I'd like to see if your space cutting has the one named qingpingzi playing well!"

Then the demon king was about to turn his magic Qi again. His big hand rushed towards song Qingshu. The black robe, which had been in a dull state, suddenly seemed to wake up when he heard qingpingzi's name, and the whole person was full of black Qi.

"Ah!!"

"I want revenge!"

The black robe turned into a huge black clock and ran into the devil with reluctance and anger. When the two were about to touch, the black giant clock suddenly disappeared.

Between a breath, the black giant clock appeared on the top of the devil's head.

The whole devil was covered under the giant clock, and the black robe was full of energy for a moment!

"Go to hell!"

"Black flame shines!"

"Extinction and vitality!"

……

I don't know how many rules and spells flow out of the huge clock turned into black robes. The attack is extremely overbearing!

It seems that the giant clock turned into a black robe has a feeling of exterminating the demon king.

Yuan Jie looked at the scene inconceivably. He didn't know whether to be surprised or happy.

"It took you 900 years to think of this gadget for me?!"

With the quiet voice of the demon king, the black giant clock smashed and turned into powder.