Ding Luoying has now seen that Wei He is a young man with some mental problems.

Otherwise, why had she never seen him in the Wei family in the early years?

Obviously, it was because this guy had a problem with his brain that he was kicked out of the Wei family very early and left to fend for himself.

Unexpectedly, the situation is different now, and Wei He has become the last member of the Wei family.

"You may be good at martial arts, but some jokes are really inappropriate." Ding Luoying persuaded her seriously.

Wei He said no more. Just talking about this kind of seniority is completely useless. Only by waiting for the right opportunity can we prove whether it is true or false.

For a while, the car became quiet again.

Wei He stopped talking, and Ding Luoying also looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window.

boom!!

In a brilliant golden explosion.

Outside Luling City, Linzhou.

Flames flew and ignited the surrounding weeds.

Several men in black wearing black combat uniforms with silver shield marks on their arms were holding swords, shields, and guns, and they surrounded the person in the middle.

"Let's capture him without mercy, Bai Ling."

The leader was a man in black, with blond hair and a handsome face. There seemed to be countless black sand in his eyes, which were constantly spreading and gathering.

He held the sword in one hand and the shield in the other, looking at the white gazelle whose center was covered in bruises but whose expression remained unchanged.

"If you can cooperate, you may still suffer a little. If you don't cooperate, I can only kill you completely before the jammer fails."

The blond man had a pair of golden scissors tattooed on his forehead, and the two-meter-long giant sword in his hand was spinning at high speed like a hot wheel, turning it into a ghost.

The area around his body was like black mud, with dark shadows constantly expanding and contracting. The shadow was like ink, and seemed to be able to completely submerge everything around him.

"The second one in the Xidia Star Wars?" Bai Ling's face was calm, but his heart was sinking as if he was falling into the deep sea.

The degradation of the virtual mist caused his strength to degrade by 60 to 70%.

In addition, he was slightly injured when he helped open the channel to the true world.

In today's environment, the injury is not only bad, but it continues to get worse.

Now he only has 20% of his strength left. He doesn't dare to use it unscrupulously.

Otherwise, there will be no supplement, waiting for his ending, and there will be nowhere to escape.

"Aren't you going to reply?" Xidiya laughed openly and wantonly, "Then I will annihilate you all!"

The corners of his mouth twisted slightly, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly stopped, pointing at Bai Antelope.

Whoosh!

In an instant, golden light flashed under his feet, and countless black shadows seemed to have golden edges, swarming out and rushing towards the white antelope on the opposite side.

The black shadow suddenly enveloped everything, submerging the entire area of ​​hundreds of meters in darkness.

As time passed, the center of the black shadow beat from time to time, like a heart, and a few rays of white light leaked out, but soon the white light was blackened by the black shadow and completely dissipated.

Half an hour later.

Xidia was slightly out of breath, withdrew his shadow, and looked at the unconscious White Antelope opposite him.

He touched the side of his neck, where there was a clear bloody mouth.

"Is this the so-called Demon King's strength? Nothing more than that."

The bleeding wound healed quickly, as if it had never been injured.

"Let's go." He turned around, waved to the men in black around the perimeter, and motioned to take the white antelope with him.

In Linzhou, there is now only the last demon king left, Hua Yue.

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Sinazhou.

In the territory of Seracla.

In a hidden gray canyon.

The thread-like canyon texture, with its strange reflection of sunlight, and the historical atmosphere accumulated over thousands of years, is constantly stirring in this canyon.

Since Seracela and Xilin were defeated at the same time, the Master Alliance has completely disappeared into the shadows. The once respected masters have now become turbulent elements who are hunted everywhere.

Among the last remaining masters.

One of them, Renault, the Peacock Foil Swordsman, lived in seclusion here.

In addition to Renault himself, several disciples he taught were also hiding here.

Renault is over a hundred years old and extremely talented. He has now firmly established himself as a high-ranking master.

Just because the external fog has completely disappeared, his cultivation is now retreating instead of advancing.

After more than a month of hard work.

Finally, some forces that had been coveting it took action.

Outside the canyon.

At this time, a group of strong men wearing black combat uniforms and with silver shield marks on their arms came to the entrance of the canyon with their masks on.

"Let's go. Pay attention to sealing off the perimeter." The leader was expressionless, wearing a white mask, and his hands were completely replaced by mechanical arms.

"yes."

The rest of the people responded in unison.

Star warriors have never been afraid. They were born to fight and fight.

The group of people gradually disappeared deep into the canyon.

But soon, amid bursts of roaring explosions, the canyon ground began to tremble.

"Run away!!" A desperate roar came from inside.

Then, with a loud explosion, everything returned to calm.

Soon, the white-masked man with the mechanical arm slowly dragged the broken body of an old man with white hair out.

"Why is he dead?" One of the team members guarding outside looked at the completely lifeless old man's body and frowned in confusion.

"This guy was too weak. When he saw me, he turned around and ran away. He thought he could escape from me. He didn't know what to say."

The robotic arm said coldly: "Recently, the headquarters has accelerated the capture of abnormal creatures in various places. It seems that it was also because of something in the past that stimulated the headquarters' planning."

"These are none of our business. These guys are not that good anyway. What a bullshit Demon King Master. As long as Captain Jela goes out to fight alone, it can be completely solved." One person said flatteringly.

"Let's go." Jera with the mechanical arm was noncommittal, threw Master Renault to the team members aside, and walked towards the distance.

His goal, from beginning to end, is to improve his ranking.

He is so powerful, but he is only ranked third? It is simply ridiculous!

As a primitive cell culture, his innate power far exceeds everyone's imagination.

It's just that the opponents we've always had are too weak, and fighting is not allowed in Star Wars.

"Captain, I heard that a new immortal appeared in Dongzhou, and the headquarters sent Erza there." A team member suddenly said.

"Erza, this place is so close to Dongzhou, why don't you let me go?" Jela said coldly.

"Are those losers at the headquarters afraid of my power? Are they worried that I have swallowed too much power and cannot control it?"

"How about we rush into the headquarters and slaughter those incompetent wastes!" A team member on the side said with a cruel smile.

"When I defeat Xidia and Qisha and devour them, the headquarters will be destroyed." Jela said with a smile.

Xidia was still a little sure, but when he thought of Qisha, the strongest warrior who was said to be invincible and invincible.

He always had an inexplicable fear in his heart.

To deal with an opponent, the opponent will always use its strength to be a little bit stronger than the opponent.

So from beginning to end, no one knew how strong he was.

"Wait, I, Jera, should be the most perfect Star Wars! No one can surpass it!

I am the strongest person on this planet!"

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In the night.

Wei He sat cross-legged in the living room, watching the news constantly playing on the TV.

The sound of someone taking a shower could be heard from the corner at the end of the living room.
To be continued...