The demon king's last breath, quietly disappeared, the tall body, suddenly fell.

The evil spirit that envelops its body disappears with it.

Everyone, at this moment, is relieved.

"Demon king So dead? " A soldier of the burning army swallows his saliva secretly. He looks at the corpse of the demon king lying beside the throne unbelievably.

His words, said many people's voices.

In the eyes of all people, the demon king is the supreme existence of the demon family, and also a powerful enemy that almost makes people despair.

But now

The fall of the demon king is not as difficult as they think.

The monsoon smoke glanced at the soldiers who were still frightened. Seeing that they were confused, he cleared his throat and said: "don't think too much. The demon king has run out of oil and light. Even if we didn't break in today, as long as it didn't swallow the new demon king, it will die today."

They are just lucky to pick up a big bargain.

Monsoon smoke said so, the soldiers suddenly nodded.

"No wonder the spirit of the demon king is so strong, but its fighting power But it doesn't seem to be that good. "

"Yes, it seems that there isn't a powerful high demon clan yet."

The soldiers talked about it, and some even asked about it with curiosity.

"General Ji, how powerful is the real demon king?"

Monsoon smoke do not know, can only quietly look at the flow of fire.

Liu Huo chuckled helplessly and said lightly: "if the strength of the demon king before his death can only be between the high and medium demon families, then The real demon king's fighting power is a hundred high demon families, which is not enough to fight against. "

As soon as Liuhuo said this, everyone unconsciously took a breath of cold air.

"So we are lucky. The fighting power of the demon king is less than 1 / 1000." The monsoon smoke blows ha ha way.

The soldiers nodded their heads honestly, secretly congratulating them for their good luck.

However, when people were confused about the power of the demon king, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the hall.

The black sphere suspended above the throne suddenly dried and cracked, with fine lines winding on it, and a strong spirit filled from the black ball.

People finally put down their hearts, and in a moment to mention.

It's over!

They forgot about it.

In this hall, in addition to the old demon king, there is a new demon king about to be born!

In a flash, everyone's heart came to their throat.

Monsoon smoke immediately stepped forward, clenched the broken evil sword in his hand, and prepared to result in each other in the moment when the new demon king was just born.

With a click, the huge black ball cracked, and the green vines filled the black ball. With the opening of the black ball shell, the thin and tender vines slowly spread, and a small figure was curled up in the vines at this moment.

It's like a white and tender ball, with four small hooves in the soft abdomen, a pair of light green horns on the top of the head, and a small tail with a long index finger falling behind the buttocks. The tip of the tail is a round light green hair ball.

Just as the monsoon smoke was about to be cut down with a sword, the sleeping little league suddenly moved, its round body slowly stretched out, and its big black eyes suddenly turned to the eyes of the monsoon smoke.