Chapter 1104

From the mouth of the disadvantaged abyss, a series of unexplained angry howls, like a toad pressed tightly on the back by a finger, kept struggling, but it didn't help.

The huge black claws began to crack. After the first crack appeared, it was followed by the crack. In the end, the huge claw fell on the ground, and the broken eggs were covered with dense cracks. Black energy flowed from these cracks The collapse is inevitable.

Mingyuan's face turned red and then turned black. It still couldn't believe that its powerful self would be defeated by a human in the Yuanying environment. This must be an illusion. Therefore, it is still insisting, even if it sees that its fierce devil's claw has been scarred, it would rather believe that in the next moment, the long golden stick on top of his head will not be able to support it and will be smashed immediately.

However

With a crackling sound, the fierce devil's claws of the Ming Yuan were broken together with its beautiful dream. Countless black butterflies were rippling, and the golden light was directly cut from the top to the center of the body of the Ming Yuan.

The point of the sword touched the ground, and time seemed to solidify at this moment. The Ming Yuan still kept struggling posture, but he was still motionless. His eyes almost protruded from his eyes, filled with reluctance and disbelief.

At the next moment, a large amount of black blood from the top of the abyss to the root of the tail burst out, just like an underground hot spring under great pressure, gushing out from the crack, which instantly blackened the ground.

Ming Yuan's two legs shook, accompanied by blood spatter, slowly, slowly knelt down on the ground.

"No It's impossible Why Why... "

From the middle left a ferocious wound lips, slowly spit out these words, looking up at the sky and the head, the same in the powerless droop down, that pair of hero Twilight appearance, just like the battlefield dyed red by the sunset, wearing several swords kneeling down on the ground.

"I am The king of the devil The king of the devil

The next moment, from the mouth of the abyss, slowly spit out these words.

"Fighting demons Come on

"Boom!"

The black tornado covering the whole wilderness, with the abyss as the center, appeared without warning. In less than a second, it showed its power immediately. On the whole wilderness, the black hurricane raged, and even spread to the grassland outside the flower king city.

After the golden light column, the cultivators of huamowang city again saw a scene of shock - a black tornado suddenly appeared on the horizon, connecting the sky and the earth.

The evil black wind blows in the sky of huamo King City, with an incomparable breath of death. The gloomy sky is full of black lightning, and the clouds are sinking, which looks like the sky is about to collapse.

When the civilians who were praying just now saw the scene of the end of the world, they thought that the gods were angry, and the streets burst into tears and howls. Some of them were more devoted and devout in their prayers, while others were hiding in their own homes with the doors and windows closed tightly, so they chose meaningless escape.

The practitioners were shocked again. The evil black tornado, which carried out the heaven and earth, only sent a trace of fierce evil spirit and a trace of pressure, which made them feel powerless to resist.

Then they suddenly realized that the owner of the golden beam was fighting with some terrible monster. The enemy's strength was not inferior to him at all.

These practitioners don't know why there are strong people who have reached such strength in the flower Demon King City, nor do they know why such terrible evil Qi appears on this small planet.

They only know one thing now, that is, thousands of miles away, there is a powerful unknown hero who is fighting with terrible monsters. For them, for the sake of hundreds of thousands of lives of huamo King City, they are fighting in silence.

It rained heavily in the sky. In an instant, it was drenched with those practitioners who were standing in the streets, on the wall and wearing armor. I don't know who started. The first one solemnly saluted the wasteland, and then the second and the third Like a virus infection, one after another, a group after another, unconsciously, all the practitioners standing in the streets and walls all saluted solemnly in the same direction.

Whether they are righteous, rebellious, arrogant, or aloof from the world

In one corner of the street, Luneng and others, who once acted as a bully and adhered to the cold and merciless rule of the law of the jungle, were also solemnly saluting.

The practitioners are always on the top. Even if they don't admit it, most of them will unconsciously take on a bit of superiority when facing the civilians.

Now, they find that what they have done before is so insignificant. In the fields they don't know and where they can't see, there are strong people who are worthy of the title of hero, guarding them silently. These people have never exposed their identity, never thought of being loved by the public, and have never considered climbing the throne of heroes It's just so silent and willing to protect what I want to protect,What about yourself?

It's just fighting and killing, killing a few monsters. I lifted my chin in front of the common people. I'm your life-saving benefactor. I should be grateful and serve me.

At this moment, regardless of whether he is good or bad, regardless of race, whether he is those who are extremely proud in front of the common people and regard himself as a hero, as long as he is a member of the flower Demon King City, he is saluting.

Not for others, only for tens of thousands of souls at the same time resonate with a word - hero.

Come on, countless voices from the soul, shouting, they can not even get close to the evil tornado within a hundred miles, the only thing they can do is to convey the respect and blessing with their hearts.

……

Sure enough, just one hit, can't do fatal damage to the fierce demon king.

In the center of the tornado, the long stick was inserted on the ground and firmly grasped to resist the storm. Ye Chen thought vaguely in his heart.

Situation It's a little bad. The consciousness seems to be gradually blurred, holding the hands of Shenbao It seems that there is no feeling

The reversion of Shenbao is far from ordinary. It can be imagined that even the leaf dust, which is used to protect the body, can not be used for a long time.

If you look at it carefully, you can see the hands of Ye Chen, who have lost their vitality like the bark of a dead tree.