Chapter nine hundred and seventy-four, the invincible fist
People who know that the Demon Lord of All Things are originally humans, too few.
Although it is a human form, the demonic energy is surging all over the body, and it is obviously a monster.
But the thousands of people appearing in the mirror, who are obviously humans, are calling for a monster owner, which is like detonating an explosive barrel.
Even those who don’t know anything will feel sincere anger.
"The human trash!"
“I am ashamed of being human with him.”
"Everyone who rebels from the clan will be punished."
Some people scolded crazy, some belittled, and some scolded with justice. No matter how it is like this, it is just hatred! It is just anger!
This anger even exceeded the human race's fear of the demon lord.
The Demon Lord of the Vientiane doesn't care about this. He just watched all this quietly and smiled again: "Very good, it's worthy of being a human race. I am increasingly looking forward to the day when I become the new king of the human race."
Anger has been ignited, and countless powerful people distributed throughout the world growled in anger.
Thunder came out.
An unprecedented roar broke out in the whole world.
"Stop thinking about it, you despicable monster."
"Just because you are worthy of becoming the new king of the human race? I, Lin Yu, swore here that I must destroy the Demon Abyss, ahhhhh!"
"So what about the Nine Demon Lords? Our Guardian God is enough to destroy you a thousand times."
"The human race is invincible!"
Countless people are making angry voices.
Of course, this is probably related to many people who don’t know what the Demon Lord is. Otherwise, the unknown brings fear, and maybe there is still courage.
The Demon Lord of All Things laughed, and his laughter kept shaking in the sky.
"You are actually questioning me."
The laughter suddenly turned into boundless anger.
The deep eyes instantly turned into a huge dark bloody sun, hanging densely in the air, and the feeling was chilling.
"What qualifications do you, a group of naturally humble people, have to say such things to me? I have the noblest human bloodline and are born rulers. Everything about the human race should be inherited by me. All this is just a matter of late
It's only eight thousand years."
"Unworthy! Not worthy of questioning."
"You should live in the darkest corner of the bottom layer."
"Instead of any doubts about the great me, even a little bit of doubt."
The gloomy and terrifying voice of the Demon Lord of the All Eternal Eternity shook the sky, and the dense dark bloody sun was as if the doomsday was about to come.
He was quite tolerant of the people of the Zhagu tribe, but he maintained contempt and disdain for other human tribes.
Everyone was stunned.
The noblest human bloodline?
The Demon Lord of All Things is actually a human.
But even if he is a human, he is a monster now. Besides, he actually called everyone a pariah, who did he think he was?
For a moment, the crowd was excited.
Luo Sen did not expect that the Demon Lord of All Things would tell his identity openly, and he also claimed to be the most noble human bloodline.
Li Wuyuan's face darkened: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with my investigation and research. The Demon Lord of the World is not a normal person at all, but a madman with a distorted mind."
"Sir, we have to think of ways and let the panic spread, which will cause very bad consequences," said Rosen.
Li Wuyuan nodded, this should be the case.
The farce is over.
The other party has no way to come to the world, but he just wants to show off his power and power, in order to show himself, his bloodline and strength.
It's so narcissistic and arrogant.
Because it was too shocking, the world fell into silence.
The Demon Lord of the All-Eternal Continues to laugh again.
Just as he was about to say something, a cold snorted sound, and it was spread rapidly in the air with the help of the power of the mirror and quickly spread throughout the world.
"Hmph, what kind of noble blood is worthy of a dirty monster? When you abandon your human identity and fall into a demon, you are already rubbish."
It was a slightly hoarse woman's voice, full of pride and domineeringness.
Rosen looked up in surprise.
Sure enough, a woman in blood-colored armor stood in the sky, with her long hair fluttering and her sword energy scattered, like a god of war, suppressing the power of the Demon Lord of the All-Eleven.
Di Linglong!
A tall man standing next to her, dressed in ordinary clothes but just standing in an ordinary manner, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.
His breath was very peaceful, but it was inexplicably shocking. His ordinary body seemed to be bred with endless energy.
The two stand together, very harmonious.
Who else can this person be? Of course, it is Long Xia.
"Hunting reptile, what did you say?" The face of the Demon Lord of the Vientiane was gloomy and terrifying.
Di Linglong's eyes were filled with blood: "Tell me a reptile? You are a waste who can't even come to your body. You rely on your little ability to pretend to be a god and make a fool of yourself, go to die!"
The White Tiger Sword burst out with an extremely dazzling sword energy, extremely sharp.
The shocking killing sword stirred up the storm.
In a vaguely, the sound of a long roar of a white tiger shook the world. After that, the mirror on the imperial capital collapsed instantly and dissipated into dust.
The power is already great enough to directly destroy the mirror within a large range.
But it's still not enough.
The sky in the distance is still dense and full of magic shadows.
"I'm pretending to be a god? Hahahaha, if my deity comes, you all will die, all will die!" The Demon Lord of the All-Elephant laughed wildly.
Di Linglong raised her eyebrows. She didn't like to talk nonsense. Her personality was her personality. Since she couldn't finish her slashing with one sword, she would kill a few more swords.
"You're too slow." Long Xia suddenly spoke.
"Then what can you do?"
"You rest, let me do it."
By chance, Long Xia is not a person who likes nonsense either.
When Di Linglong faced the man in front of him, she became gentler in rare circumstances and nodded and said, "Okay."
Long Xia took a step forward, and the space under her feet turned into pieces, and a huge phantom appeared behind her, vast and boundless, as magnificent as a god.
But this phantom is clearly the same as Long Xia.
The true body of the Emperor of Martial Arts.
The Demon Lord of the Vientiane obviously felt a little surprised: "Hmm? Actually... you are qualified to be my subordinate."
"It's a pity that you are not qualified." An unprecedented gleam burst out in Long Xia's eyes. The aura was no longer peaceful at that moment, but was full of domineeringness and determination.
Chaos Guixu Fist.
The fist came out, and endless light flashed.
The law vibrates.
If the chaos begins to open, all illusions arise, but they return to nothingness, this is the ultimate boxing technique that evolves into the nature of the heaven. It is said that one punch can destroy the laws and destroy the universe by practicing it to the extreme.
The quasi-emperor-level divine power burst out wildly, causing the world to tremble. Even people far away in the deserted ridge could see an invincible creature waving their fists.
At that moment, the people in the wilderness seemed to see the barbarian god.
boom!
Nothing fancy.
With a punch, all the mirrors were shattered, and this destruction was spreading in the sky like a spider web until all the mirrors were disillusioned.