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Eight hundred and thirty second chapter strength doubled

game over.

The war begins.

The magic face smiled strangely, and the pupils of Blade Wind God opposite him shrank, but the blood hole on the magic face began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His breath was growing, and his body was rising. In just a moment, he reached a height of about ten meters.

His whole body was submerged in a set of purple armor, only a pile of pupils with a charming light appeared.

The most terrifying thing is that his breath was twice as big as before, and the purple magic flames around him burned, forming intertwined grids around him.

"I haven't been beaten for a long time. Did you beat me so well just now? I discovered that being beaten is also a technical job, so I almost broke it up." Su Xiumo grinned. His appearance was really embarrassing. Among them, he was the worst injured.

But when his words fell, the terrible wound began to squirm, and pieces of mud-like objects were growing, and in just a moment, they had returned to their original state.

At the same time, a few secret patterns similar to scratches appeared on his forehead. His face, which was originally extremely cruel, looked completely born for killing.

"this……"

Baili Ao and the other two were dumbfounded.

Especially, when the aura of Su Xiu Demon on the opposite side surged, it was much more exaggerated than just now.

"Damn it! They hide their strength!"

Everyone's faces turned pale and even a little confused. The confidence they had just raised was now defeated.

They have almost used all their means, but until now, the other party has begun to take it seriously.

The demon of the universe sneered, and the robe of the boy in blood roared, and red magic patterns began to spread on it.

A bloody cloak flies in the sky.

His fingers were a little bit in one direction.

In an instant, the shattered puppet demon corpses on the ground began to vibrate, and they all began to gather in the next second.

The puppet demon who was killed and destroyed just now stood up intact.

Wow—

It was like a basin of cold water poured on the top of the head. Everyone was stunned, their faces were pale, and the gods were even more lost and their eyes were dull.

Lived!

All are alive!

Su Xiumo was extremely satisfied with the emotional changes of these people. He took out a diamond-shaped token from his arms, with the word "Ling" written in the magic pattern on it.

He turned the magic pattern.

"The killing begins, congratulations to you all for seeing the real armored legion."

Kick!

The armor demons suddenly stood there, and their bodies began to change. To be precise, they were the armor on their bodies.

The layers of armor that looked like fish scales suddenly rustled, and secret patterns on it began to prolong. A depressing aura spread. The armor demons gave birth to a tail, and the metal rubbed against the ground, making the eardrum tingling.

In the darkness, the sand and gravel were like thunderstorms, moving backwards to the sky.

The armor of those armor demons undergoes earth-shaking changes, and each armor demon is like a huge beast monster.

There are three forms in total, and they are divided into one another. Their breaths are intertwined, and three are in a group.

Attack, defense, assistance.

Sky, land, void.

Su Xiumo looked at the phantom of the three ancestors of the royal family.

So all the armor demons around here also looked at them.

Su Xiumo licked his tongue, then raised his arm and slashed it downwards.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The armored demons rushed towards the phantoms of the three ancestors.

Their bodies are huge, and their huge tails swing in the void, making their speed reach their limits.

The armored demon, who was biased towards attack, bit it.

Bang!

The Liuren God controlled the phantom of the ancestor and smashed his mechanical arm over.

But this time, it was not as easy as before, because the armored demon bit it firmly.

The next second, the here will be swallowed by the armored demon.

The robotic arm was broken, and the aura of the three royal ancestors was swallowed by the auxiliary armor demon.

They pounced on them like hungry wolves, and their sharp teeth directly tore the mechanical arm that had been forged for a long time in the Hunyuan royal family.

"This is this..."

The Liuren God's face turned blue.

How smooth they had been before? They were about to drive the demons out, but suddenly, these demons underwent earth-shaking changes.

All demons have at least doubled their combat power.

"Being fooled!"

"It's a problem now!"

People are extremely dull.

In fact, some monks were still complacent just now, and they always felt that the demons were not as strong as they imagined. However, now, all of them were dumbfounded.

They tried their best, and the other party was just playing.

"Grass!"

Mo Guantian couldn't help but curse. Even if he entered the divine realm, he could not withstand such an attack.

"This is war..." Mo Guanxin's eyes darkened for a moment, and then they became brighter.

A violent fluctuation came from all over the world, and he quickly swallowed a pill and adjusted his breath.

"It's really ridiculous..." The unknown swordsman smiled, not sure whether he was talking about the ridiculous behavior of the demons or the thoughts of his waiting for others were ridiculous.

In front of him, the high-level demon king gave birth to a pair of wings, as sharp as a knife.

The wings strangled.

The unknown swordsman's sword blocked in front of him.

His brow frowned slightly, and the next second, he was smashed to the ground with his sword.

This is the strength of the demon clan!

"You don't seem to be surprised." The ancient wolf demon looked at Wang Yingqi. Her breath had not changed, and her appearance had not changed, but there was a little threat and oppression in her eyes.
Chapter completed!
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