Chapter 1920

On the ancient star of war.

A flash of purple and black light flowed out.

And in that light, a figure emerged, the ancient star of the war, people are looking, staring.

A group of young people came out.

The young man was slender and strong, with black hair and waist. He had a very beautiful face. His eyes showed a strange blood red color, which made him feel extremely evil.

But to the surprise of the war victims, the breath of this young man was not strong, and he could not see any accomplishments.

Is it just an ordinary spirit?

They all looked at each other, with ugly faces.

They exhausted their efforts, and the resentments of the twelve resentment centers on the ancient star of the war disaster were absorbed by each other.

But now, it only hatches a common resentment spirit who seems to have no strength. How can they feel better?

"It's impossible."

"After absorbing so much resentment, how can we only hatch a resentment spirit with little strength? It must be something wrong."

I don't want to believe it.

"Oh, the devil feels full of malice from you." At this time, the young man with black hair gave a faint smile.

His voice was low and magnetic.

Like the murmur of the devil.

It made people's minds ripple.

incorrect.

Everyone's pupils shrink slightly and feel something wrong.

But the young man in black didn't pay attention to a few people. When he raised his hand, the endless resentment surged around him. The remaining resentment of the sea of buried souls gathered towards him and gradually formed a black robe on him.

He manipulates resentment and condenses it into clothes.

With this hand, all the people present were subdued.

"It's not easy."

"He's not as simple as he looks."

There was a glimmer of hope in the crowd.

The young man in black glanced at the people of the war disaster group and said faintly, "you guys, who is the master of the devil?"

Master?

Everyone looked at each other.

What's the meaning of looking for the master as soon as the devil appears?

The fire of the war disaster is a flash in front of us. We feel that this is an opportunity to control each other. We say, "you are nurtured by the resentment of our war disaster group. Our war disaster group is your master."

"Family? Master of the devil, there can only be one. "

Said the young man in black.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out, his breath showed a sharp sense of hegemony, and his whole body was surrounded by more Taoism.

He's the king of war!

The most powerful supreme god of the war group!

"From now on, I will be your master!"

Soldier King light says.

And the young man in black looked at him, "you are not."

Then, his bloody eyes swept all the people present, frowning slightly, "the breath of the Lord of the devil doesn't exist here."

He got up to leave.

But at this time, a God King suddenly came to him.

The resentment boils and turns into a big hand to grasp it. The way of it flows and bursts out a breath of destroying heaven and earth.

"This is your birthplace. Where do you want to go?"

The big hand roared and captured the young man in black.

But there is a blood flow in the other side's eyes. It comes out of the other side's eyes. The black and treacherous breath flows out of the other side's eyes. It turns into a lacquer black claw and breaks the big hand in an instant.

The king of God, flying hundreds of feet backward, was very surprised.

"What's that smell?"

The black air used by the young people in black is not pure resentment.

There is also a more treacherous force in it.

"The power used by demons is naturally the power of demons."

The young man in Black said faintly.

"Get him!"

The king of war said coldly.

There was another God King who also took action.

"Let me meet you for a while."

The two gods surrounded the young man in black from the left and right. As for the one who had been shaken up before, he rose up in the air, and his resentment and Tao flowed, blocking the whole sky.

"The devil's road is not so easy to stop."

Said the young man in black.

When he raised his hand, the dark air was flowing, and there were pieces of dark petals floating around.

The petals look light, but they are as heavy as Mount Tai. When they fall on the ground, they make huge holes.

"You are the result of the hard work of my people who suffered from the war. This is your destination. You can't go anywhere!"

Said the king in a cold voice.

"Oh, the devil has no home but his master."

"Who is your master?"

"The devil is going to look for it."

"That means you don't know who he is?"

"When you meet them, you will know."

The young man in Black said faintly.

"Ridiculous! Even you don't know who the master is. How can you find him? Stay here and serve for my people in the war disaster! "

"The devil works for no one but the Lord of the devil."

"Then it's not our fault."

The soldier King language facial expression sinks a way.

They spent so much resentment to cultivate, how can they let each other leave the ancient star of war easily.

The two gods, the fire and the flow of the war, make an instant move.

Strong resentment from both sides toward the young man in black and go.

"Stop the devil, you wait... Damn it!"

There was a sudden burst of power in the bloody eyes of the young man in black.

Only see from his eyes, the color of blood flowed out, turned into a blood border in an instant!

"What is this?"

The fire of the war disaster, the flow of the war disaster, several people immediately feel that the resentment in the body has been affected, but it is difficult to run, unable to give full play to.

"People who live by resentment are really appreciated by demons."

When the young man in black raised his hand, the black petals flew out.

The flood of war, the face of the fire slightly changed, to resist.

Boom.

They were blown out.

Just a move, the Tao in their body was agitated!

"This bloody border is suppressing our power?"

"He must be dealt with quickly!"

Two people again hand, forced to stir up resentment.

"The flames of war burn the plains!"

The resentment of the fire caused by the disaster of war turns into fire.

But the war disaster flow hands are buckled between the void, the void inch by inch collapses, the invisible space air flow converges, swept out.

"Tianliu hits the air!"

Bang, bang, bang!

Where the airflow goes, the space bursts!

"Let's see the beauty of the devil!"

Between the young men in black raising their hands, the surging pressure spread.

In an instant, everything was quiet.

But in the void, the black flower of the devil blooms.

In the beauty, with a sense of desolation.

The next moment.

A shuddering breath of death enveloped the world.

At the moment when the magic flower withered, it turned into numerous petals and swept out towards the left and right sides. One petal was as heavy as a mountain, smashing the fire in the sky; the other petal was as sharp as a knife, tearing the invisible air!

After a move, the two God kings of the war disaster were blown upside down.

Only the devil stands aloof.

Beauty makes the world pale.

"This power, the Supreme God King!"

Two people were shocked by the flood of war.

But then.

The figure of the devil disappeared and came to the current of the war. He raised his hand and grasped it. His five fingers turned into treacherous black claws.

It contains the power of the devil, which makes him extremely afraid.

Will you die?!!

If you can't take this move, you will die!

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