The demon puppet is not afraid of death, nor is the vine man of monsoon smoke. She wants to see whose puppet is more powerful!

The demon king had never seen such a strange thing. He didn't understand what was going on at the moment. But in a flash, he saw that the demon family he woke up was entwined by the vine people who looked soft.

Rattan's killing power is not great, the only attack is the vines on the body, but for the puppets who have lost consciousness, once tied up, those puppets have no possibility to break free!

A bloody battle was defused by monsoon smoke.

The soldiers who had finished the final battle were completely stupid. They were stunned to see the monsoon smoke commanding the rattan and the demon puppets to start a war.

This war, no blood, no death, but extremely tragic.

The vine people use the vine to perplex every demon puppet. One vine keeps tightening, and the whole living demon family becomes meat sauce. The demon puppet is not willing to show weakness, but it is not equal to the number of vine people.

"Season General Ji This What is this? " A soldier of the burning army swallowed his saliva secretly. They followed Yang Shun for many years and knew that the destroyer was very powerful, but They really don't know that the exterminator has such a hand?

Can a handful of beans turn into an army?

What terrible power is this?

"This is a fight between puppets. You need to adjust as soon as possible." The opening of monsoon smoke.

Yang Shun is dead. She can't let Yang Shun's soldiers die in front of her. The soldiers of the wolf smoke army are reluctant to have any casualties. Fortunately, she played.

The demon king is powerful, but it has only one. The monsoon smoke killed him, and the damage should be minimized.

In the main hall, the scuffle continued. The strange fighting made the soldiers stare at each other. When they looked at the back of the monsoon smoke, they could not help but show a kind of inexplicable awe in their eyes.

The demon king's face, a little bit ugly, looked at the demon family that he woke up, was broken up by a single one, and turned into a heap of rotten meat. However powerful its spirit is, it can no longer urge a heap of rotten meat to fight.

That pair of monstrous eyes, glaring at the monsoon smoke, at this moment, the demon king's expression is no longer so complacent, but rising a rage.

"Enough!" A low drink, suddenly roared out of the demon king's mouth.

A strong spirit, with its roar swept the entire hall.

Under the influence of that powerful demon power, all the rattan people and the puppets of the demon family turn into ashes in an instant. In the huge palace, the fierce battle, in an instant, comes to peace.

In time, the monsoon smoke drew a barrier with the breaking evil sword, blocking the attack of the demon king and protecting the soldiers behind.

The barrier is crumbling under the wrath of the demon king. The monsoon smoke clenches the broken evil sword and supports it.

What a monster.

Worthy of being the king of demons.

The monsoon smoke is very lucky. The demon king has run out of oil and the light is dry at the moment. If such fighting power reaches its peak, I'm afraid There was no way she could stop it.

Opportunity

Only once.

"Damn the exterminator, you've made me angry." The demon king looked at the monsoon smoke. Suddenly, a black evil spirit gathered around the demon king. With the gathering of the evil spirit, the demon rattan in the whole hall began to spread a stream of evil spirit. All the evil spirit was concentrated on the demon king in an instant.