Chapter 1982
Ao Fuhui's body was torn off by fiercely, like a kite with a broken line, it was blown away by life!
Blood spurted wildly and suffered heavy losses!
This...
The scene in front of me made the soldiers of the aircraft family stunned, and they couldn't believe their eyes one by one.
Strong!
Furious!
The Demon Spirit King, who was beaten down before, suddenly increased his battle strength!
Furthermore, it is still unprecedentedly strong. It is a move to retreat to War God Yang Jian and then defeat Ao Fuhui!
It's just that, compared to the shock in their hearts, it is more of an unspeakable sense of strangeness, that kind of strange feeling enveloped each of them!
At this moment, the Demon Spirit King is not only angry, but also indifferent and ruthless in his eyes!
Just like War God Yang Jian, who just yelled, the current Demon Spirit King is a killing machine, a real monster!
"Demon Spirit King is no longer Demon Spirit King!"
This sentence, like an invisible incantion, turned up the stormy sea in their Sea of Consciousness.
His!
At this moment, the soldiers of the machine clan began to hesitate, and even began to doubt...Finally, they chose not to believe it!
What kind of shit and different words, Demon Spirit King is still the patriarch of their machine family, this will not change!
"Demon Spirit King!"
Immediately afterwards, a fighter general raised the warblade in his hand and shouted at the demon.
The sound is loud!
This is a devout pilgrimage to the Demon Spirit King's intrepid battle strength, and it is to make sure of the anxiety in their hearts!
The patriarch of their mechanical clan is still there!
Demon Spirit King is absolutely impossible to abandon them, even if it really becomes a monster, he will definitely not forget his clansman!
Absolutely impossible!
Infected by that shout, for a time, the shouts of all the fighters of the machine clan, resounded, were connected, and the roar shook the sky!
"Machine patriarch, Demon Spirit King!"
"Machine patriarch, Demon Spirit King!"
"Machine patriarch, Demon Spirit King!" "
Huh?
It’s just that, hearing this screaming voice, the expressionless Demon Spirit King just stiffened slightly!
He with disheveled hair raised his head blankly, as if he was reminiscing, but he wanted to do not raise anything.
This scene made the soldiers of the machine clan sink suddenly!
The Demon Spirit King ignored them, just like an outsider. More precisely, he didn't know who they were shouting!
Plop!
"Lord Patriarch, you are the patriarch of the machine clan, Demon Spirit King!"
The machine clan general was full of horror. He stepped forward and knelt to the ground with a voice The middle is full of unwillingness.
However, there is still no response!
"Master Demon Spirit King, do you really know us? We are your most loyal people!"
shuaa, all the soldiers of the machine clan, all kneel On the ground, their faces were shocked and unbelievable!
Demon Spirit King, is it really not the original Demon Spirit King anymore?
All the fighters of the aircraft family do not want to believe, in this brief moment, they even suspect that they have an illusion!
bang!
Not only are the fighters of the aircraft family, but Ao Fuhui and the others are also confused!
Demon Spirit King does not know the fighters!
"What Yang Jian senior said is actually true!"
Suddenly, the pale-faced Ao Fuhui was all over his body, and a killing intent flashed through his eyes. .
At this moment, the Demon Spirit King is in a state of chaos, and the soldiers of the machine clan kneel down. This is a good opportunity to kill!
In spite of his injuries, he secretly mobilized his body's energy, and he was about to slaughter in the direction of the Demon Spirit King.
Just, at this moment.
Shua!
A bloodthirsty, ferocious gaze, suddenly stared at him coldly!
His!
Ao Fuhui only felt a crisis of death, which instantly enveloped him, and even the high-speed movement in his body suddenly stagnated.
If that simply is not the gaze that a person should have, but an extremely bloodthirsty and violent ominous beast, he may be swallowed at any time.
It's fierce!
Not only that!
I saw that the Demon Spirit King seemed to be attracted by Ao Fuhui's killing intent, and he twisted his body and walked towards here step by step!
It's over!
Ao Fuhui scared witless, the scene where the Demon Spirit King hit him hard just now, has not completely dissipated.
da da da!
The dull footsteps are getting closer and closer!
"Fight! You die!"
Ao Fuhui was fierce in his heart, staring at the Demon Spirit King, and at the same time the soles of his feet were slightly arched, ready to violent!
Just at this moment, a secret sound was introduced into his Divine Sea:
"Close your eyes and don't look at it, converge the killing intent, and slow down your energy!"
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It's the warning tone of War God Yang Jian again!
Ao Fuhui was suddenly taken aback, slightly nodded, he didn't even think about it, so he did it directly according to War God Yang Jian's words!
He doesn't need to know the reason, as long as he knows that the other party will definitely not harm him!
Da!
The footsteps of the Demon Spirit King are in sight, and Ao Fuhui at this time chose to close his eyes!
Scared silly!
The machine soldiers kneeling on the ground, one by one looked towards Ao Fuhui, as if they were looking at an idiot!
It’s just that this is not the focus of their attention. They know that whether it is Ao Fuhui’s eyes open or closed, there will be only one end!
There is no doubt about this!
And what made them ecstatic is that their patriarch Demon Spirit King took the initiative to kill Ao Fuhui!
This shows that the Demon Spirit King still has consciousness. Since you know who the enemy is, you must know who his clansman is!
The Demon Spirit King who just condensed from the black mist took the initiative to repel Yang Jian and Ao Fuhui. They are not sure, but they can be sure now!
The ecstatic eyes of the soldiers of the machine clan were ferocious. They seemed to have seen the scene where Ao Fuhui was torn to pieces, very pleased.
It's just that an extremely unexpected scene happened.
Although the Demon Spirit King and Ao Fuhui are close at hand, there is no intention to slaughter them!
This...
How is it possible?
That is the enemy, Ning Tianlin's subordinates!
The soldiers of the machine clan were anxious and perturbed, and the ecstasy that had just risen in their hearts came to an abrupt end!
Too abnormal!
"Lord Patriarch, please kill him!"
"He is a high-level member of the Black Temple, and a major member of Ning Tianlin's subordinates!"
And Hearing these words from the machine generals behind him, the Demon Spirit King only felt a sudden pain in his head!
Painful, hideous!
However, this only lasted for an instant, replaced by Senran and bloodthirsty!
Ning Tianlin?
He remembers this name, he is the one he must kill!
Shua!
In the next second, the terrifying figure of the Demon Spirit King suddenly appeared up ahead of the fighter generals.
Ning Tianlin!
This name, as if possessing a magical nature, completely releases the killing intent in the heart of the Demon Spirit King!
His!
"How could this happen?"
The generals of the machine clan did not expect that only the three words of Ning Tianlin would attract the Demon Spirit King, and also brought murderous come aura!
"Master Demon Spirit King, you..."
He still wants to continue talking, but the killing intent that pervades makes him shiver coldly and kneel on the ground The head is lower!
His instinct told him that if he dared to say one more word, the Demon Spirit King would definitely kill him on the spot!
It's just that this cyborg general also underestimated the hatred of the Demon Spirit King for those three words in his mouth!
He trembled all over, raised his head trembling with fear, and then, a scene that made him unbelievable appeared.
bang!
A cloud of black mist flicked out of the sleeves of the Demon Spirit King, and the target that was pointed directly at it was their fighters!
The violent and strange energy, like a ball of lightning, falls in a flash!
"Not good!"
The complexion of the generals of the machine clan changed abruptly, and a crisis of death enveloped them, which made him stand upright and his scalp almost burst. !
"patriarch, we are your clansman, you can't do this!"
At the moment, he yelled anxiously!
It’s just that it’s no longer useful. The offensive from their patriarch Demon Spirit King has already come!
ka-cha!
His legs, under the ravages of the black mist, were instantly eroded to pieces, and then, his lower abdomen, chest, and the entire head were completely eroded.
Shock it!
Along with the splash of blood mist, the machine clan generals did not even scream, and the whole person was strangled into a pool of minced meat!
Until the moment he died, he was unwilling to believe that he, who was loyal to the machine clan, would die in the hands of their patriarch!
This is more than that!
The group of pale black grievances, triggered by a single blow, immediately dissipated and turned into black mist, like a snake, rushing towards the fighters of the machine clan!
ka-cha!
ka-cha!
ka-cha!
One after another The sound of tearing, constantly blew up, the life of a soldier of the aircraft family was harvested!
Ahhh!
A mournful scream spread over the aircraft soldiers. In an instant, hundreds of aircraft soldiers were killed on the spot!
"no!"
"Don't come here!"
The soldiers in the back of the aircraft family were almost frightened and dull. They were unwilling to believe what happened in front of them. Scene!
Their patriarch Demon Spirit King has really changed. They really don't know them anymore. The expressions fixed on their faces are full of fear and amazement!
Quiet!
At this moment, the whole scene was deadly silent, and Death Aura shrouded every soldier of the aircraft family.
At this moment, a strange scene happened.
Chuck!
I saw that the aircraft soldier who was killed first, on top of the fragmented fleshy body, was filled with a faint gray mist!
It's like the resentment on the Demon Spirit King, except that the color is different, much thinner!
More and more mist rose up, and in the blink of an eye, wisps of mist condensed and entangled above the minced meat.
Bo!
A drop of light gray sphere condenses in an instant. The thin gray is almost transparent, like a glass ball.
"This is... grievance!"
Seeing this scene, War God Yang Jian was stunned, and he even suspected that he was dazzled.
You can gather grievances so quickly!
This is much faster than he expected, and he is even more in the heart. Amazed that Demon Spirit King has accumulated deep grievances during his lifetime!
However, if he knew that Ning Tianlin had directly taken away the root of the machine clan back then, I am afraid he would not think so.
The gathering of glass spheres continues!
"Not only resentment, but also murderous aura, tyrannical aura!"
In the light of calcium carbide fire, War God Yang Jian saw with amazement, it seemed that all negative auras were rising. , Condensation and Convergence!
The original light gray glass ball, at this moment, is actually mixed with scarlet colors, eerie and strange!
It’s just that this is just the beginning.
Bo!
Bo!
Bo!
Immediately afterwards, a scene similar to that of the fighter generals was staged on the corpses of the hundreds of other fighters!
In an instant, hundreds of glass spheres resembling gray and red hung in the air.
weng!
The gray red ball trembled abruptly, one after another piercing Weng's cries, resounding endlessly in the air.
At this moment, an action of the Demon Spirit King made the rest of the fighters stunned, only to see him mouth open.
Huh!
A suction mixed with death breath exhales from his big mouth.
xiu xiu xiu!
Suddenly, those floating spheres swept towards the mouth of the Demon Spirit King in the amazed gaze of the soldiers of the machine clan!
Hey du!
He swallowed it all in his abdomen with one breath and one breath!
bang!
The fog around the Demon Spirit King has become dense, not only that, but even his imposing manner has risen a lot!
Senran, horrible!
The complexion of the fighter clan soldiers changed wildly, and they were completely scared!
Up to now, they finally realized that the Demon Spirit King has changed, and they are also the target of the Demon Spirit King's slaughter!
Escape!
You must leave here, the farther the better!
shuaa!
The soldiers of the machine clan retreat madly and violently, retreating more and more chaotically, like a group of headless flies, rushing on and off!
roar!
A gruesome roar is resounded!
bang!
The Demon Spirit King's hair is flying wildly, and even the robe on his body is bulged high by the black mist, hunting and blasting!
That kind of horrible imposing manner, cold and cold, just standing there makes people feel shuddering.
At this moment, a secret sound was introduced into Ao Fuhui's Divine Consciousness.
"Quick!"
"Take advantage of the chaos, take the black trio, and Ao Zheng and two will leave here!"
Ao, who still has lingering fears now! Fu Hui was taken aback after hearing the urging sound!
oh la la!
At this moment, he realized that not only on his forehead, but even his back, had long been wet by the cold sweat oozing from one after another.
The Demon Spirit King passed by just now, it really scared him enough, if the opponent stayed for a second, he might not be able to hold it!
Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Ao Fuhui moved his mind away from the Demon Spirit King and turned to War God Yang Jian's direction.
His heart is as complicated as possible!
Leave?
He can't cross that hurdle in his heart, and he definitely can't leave War God Yang Jian alone!
However, if you don't leave here, not only will it be of no help, it will become a burden instead!
"Yang Jian senior, let's leave together!"
Ao Fuhui's eyes are full of determination.
Give birth together! Let's die together!
It’s just that, hearing this, the War God who browses tightly knit Yang Jian first smiled warmly, and then shook the head.
"Now is not the time to talk about loyalty, don't worry about me, but don't worry, I have my own means to get out of here!"
War God Yang Jian's voice is firm, beyond doubt!
This...
Ao Fuhui hesitates, but when he thinks about War God Yang Jian’s understanding of the Demon Spirit King, he feels a little relieved, just as he just wanted to nodded to agree when.
crackle!
A trace of gray air and a trace of scarlet air instantly diffused around the body of the Demon Spirit King!
Two terrifying and gloomy auras, like two wandering dragons, intermingled with each other, one after another, becoming more and more intense!