This ancient battlefield is indeed the world of Warcraft, where strong dragons cannot defeat local snakes.
"..." Tantai Jue also changed his expression. Looking at the overwhelming number of monsters approaching, his charming handsome face became gloomy.
He had estimated the strength of his opponent, but he did not expect that a demon king who had been sealed for many years could have such a strong appeal.
All the magical beasts on the ancient battlefield surrendered under his feet. If he retains such terrifying strength, he will definitely become a powerful opponent that hinders him from dominating the world in the future.
The faces of the surrounding soldiers also turned pale and frightened, fearful of this absolutely powerful strength.
No one can face such a terrifying Warcraft craze without being moved.
Xuan Ming turned into a human body, flew to the ground, and half-knelt in front of Ji Fan: "Your Majesty, I have followed your instructions and brought them all. As long as you give an order, they can swarm up and tear all these humans apart.
into pieces."
"Well done." Jifan raised his chin proudly.
"You were once the god who ruled the world. Do you want to kill all these humans who are also your people?" Luo Xing'er was horrified, with a heavy look in her eyes.
Although he has long since fallen from God, he has always been so rational and coordinated with all living beings. He has looked at the rising and falling forces in the mainland with a cold eye and interfered less. He is an outsider god and should not interfere in worldly affairs in the first place.
Hongyi dragged him off the altar and threw him into the abyss. Is he really going to completely degenerate into a demon king who only kills for the sake of killing?
He didn't want this, and she didn't want him to become a murderer who was a stranger to himself.
I especially remember the scene in the dream where he floated down from the world, wearing rich clothes and all things surrendering to the earth. He has always been the most noble existence in the world.
Ji Fan's face was cold: "I am just a demon now, what do humans have to do with me."
"Don't become like this because of her, no one deserves this." She looked at him guiltily, sighing with guilt, her voice seemed to travel through time and space, returning to the long river of memory.
"I have already changed."
Ji Fan sighed and lowered his head, watching the silver-white hair that had already been dyed with frost fall on his blood-red wedding robe.
"Huafa was born early...his white clothes are stained with blood...he is no longer the white-clothed god he used to be. It doesn't matter whether he is worthy or not."
Those strands of snow-white hair contrast with the bright red silk, and the strong beauty is desolate, melancholy, and suffocating.
Luo Xing'er looked at his frosty silver hair, her heart suddenly tightened, and she was speechless.
The intense guilt was so intense that she couldn't breathe.
"Don't do this...Ji Fan, just think of me begging you once...even though I'm not qualified." She called out his name again, but this time there was a hint of heavy pleading.
Tantai Jue, who was sitting on the Suzaku opposite, looked at them silently. His eyes were as deep as an abyss with no end in sight. There was only darkness, hiding the boundless flames surging darkly.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his lips were unusually red. For a moment, he looked at the pair of men and women in red clothes opposite him, and his heart, which had always been cold-blooded and cruel, suddenly felt painful.
The black Xuanyi made his face look even paler.
He thought that he had already taken advantage of everything, including her heart, because they had experienced much more together than she and this demon king had. They had lived and died together. She had mercilessly inserted a knife into his chest in the minister's mansion, and she had also been in the royal forest.
He rushed back decisively and stood in front of him.