Kardafi, one of the famous demon kings in ancient times, had a scorpion tail, a lion's claws, an eagle's head, a human body, and a leather armor as hard as an innate treasure. In his heyday, he had the strength of the thirty-fourth heaven, but because he had been sealed for many years,
The strength has dropped to the 32nd level, only a few tenths of it, and the combat effectiveness is also the same.
It should not be underestimated. It has to be said that Yeyue will always win big prizes in her life. Kardafi is the demon king of the strange demon clan in ancient times. He is powerful, arrogant, vicious and cruel, but one time he provoked a super strong man.
, was forcefully sealed just now, and the entire Poqi demon clan was also permanently sealed.
"Wait, my brothers, when I return to my heyday, I will rescue you all." Kardafi suddenly let out a light sigh, there is someone, great, look at this aura, although some are as weak as ants.
, but some of them are only so-so in strength, and they can only regain one-tenth of their strength by eating and digesting them all.
Kardafi still had the strength of the 32nd level, and in just a moment, he came twenty miles in front of everyone. This was a relatively safe distance. Although it was only twenty miles apart, as long as he was not a Taoist
Level, if something happens, Kardhafi is absolutely sure of escaping, but at twenty miles, even for a strong person, dialogue is trivial.
Kardafi's appearance is nothing. Many great powers have lived for such a long time, and they have seen monsters no matter how weird or ferocious they are. However, the extremely rich demonic aura in his body, and the powerful evil energy contained in it, are chasing the original form of the Ancestral Evil God.
There is no reason for the strong not to be vigilant.
"Tsk, tsk, I thought it was some kind of powerful demon, but it turned out to be just a small role." Yeyue said lightly.
"What, you bastard, how dare you underestimate me!" Kardafi's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and a purple energy wave shot out instantly.
The power of the energy wave even distorted the surrounding space to the extreme. The elite saints all used mana shields to block the physical impact caused by this space distortion.
But no one made any move to defend against this energy wave, because Yeyue was at the front.
With just a wave of his hand, this purple energy wave, which was powerful enough to make a strong person like Zeus take it seriously, instantly dissipated. Yeyue clapped her hands and said, "Really, it made my hands dusty."
"Ultraviolet Skylight, are you the king of the strange demon clan, Kardhafi?" Ragustin said.
"Huh?" Kardafi was still thinking about countermeasures because Yeyue casually cracked his own trick, because even he couldn't break the ultraviolet sky light so casually, of course in his current state, "Do you recognize me?" Karl
Zafi narrowed his eyes, but he was full of mana.
Yong, always ready to give a desperate blow and then run away. The strength of this strong man in white is unfathomable. The auras of several strong men behind him are also comparable to his current state. There are more than ten guys who are not weak. Even without the strong man in white
, if these guys join forces, they can't escape either.
"I once heard that Kardhafi was a famous demon king in the early ancient times. He was later sealed by a superpower with amazing magical powers. I didn't expect you to be able to break the seal." Ragustin sighed.
He said, "However, your current strength is much weaker than that of your heyday. Unfortunately, even at your peak, there was no possibility of fighting back in front of the sword god in white."
He squinted his eyes, did the Sword God in White refer to this guy? But why didn't he have any impression that he could not fight back? He was a strong man of the 35th level. Such a strong man was usually from the early ancient times.
I shouldn't have no impression of such a figure. Could it be that such outstanding people can appear in later generations? Regardless of whether what the other party said is true or false, Kardhafi is prepared to run away. No matter what, his current strength is only a few dozen in his heyday.
One-third of the strength, if fighting, the victory rate is zero.
"Why, you want to leave. Do you think that with your current strength, it is possible to escape in front of a Taoist level?" Yeyue said with a faint smile.
Kardafi snorted coldly and said coldly: "What do you think? Even though my strength, Kardafi, has regressed beyond the Taoist level, I am not a soft persimmon. Don't force me to use extreme measures. You can protect yourself. Can you?"
He can still protect the group of guys behind him." Even if his strength declines, Kardafi is still the arrogant demon king in the early ancient times and a generational hero!
"You can give it a try. I also want to see what extreme measures you can use to make me unable to do anything to you." Yeyue glanced at Kardafi lightly.
One glance, a shocking change.
Yeyue just glanced at him lightly. Yes, it was just a glance at him. Kardhafi couldn't understand. With that faint glance, Kardhafi felt a bolt of lightning strike from the void.
His eyes were like thunder and lightning, instantly passing through the space and striking hard at Qaddafi.
The lightning was so fierce and fast, and the terrifying pressure made Qaddafi feel like he was facing death.
That look, like thunder, instantly swept into Kardafi's heart and hit his soul hard.
Qadhafi only felt a sharp pain. His spiritual senses and physical sensations were the same. A mouthful of blood spurted out. His brain felt dizzy, as if he had been hit hard by someone, and as if he had been wiped out by the Nine Heavens.
Shi Jie gave him a hard chop and almost lost his balance.
His body trembled slightly, he stared at Yeyue with wide eyes, opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.
Say? What should I say?
Twenty miles away, the other party's casual glance was enough to hurt Kardafi, and he was so casual and careless, so he must not have used all his strength. Kardafi was sure that if the other party glanced at him with all his strength, he would definitely be stunned to death.
But why, why did the other party leave him alive?
Kardafi secretly hated it. If his strength hadn't declined so much, he wouldn't have been able to resist at all. As a demon king, Kardafi had his own arrogance. He had never really seen Yeyue's strength. Kardafi would not have been so easy.
Surrendered.
"Why, you seem very unconvinced?" Yeyue's eyes were still looking at Qaddafi calmly, as if they were no different than looking at stone and wood, but there seemed to be an essential difference.
Karzafi snorted coldly: "Don't look at me like that!" Yeyue turned into thunder with one glance, and the momentum Karzafi had finally gathered was shattered to pieces. Mainly because he was confused, but Karzafi
It was no wonder that Fei, a top powerhouse, calmed down instantly, but when he saw Ye Yue's eyes, he remembered the two thunder and lightning just now, and had the urge to lower his head and not want to look at each other.
"Haha, in that case, how about we make a bet. If you win, I can immediately help you restore your peak cultivation level and let you go." Yeyue said with a faint smile, dressed in white clothes with a calm and gentle aura,
But it exudes an aura of ancient desolation, like a super devil, holding a peerless magic weapon, arrogantly looking down on the world.
Gaddafi's pupils shrank, "What are you betting on?!" Gaddafi didn't think such a strong man would deliberately play tricks on him.
The powerful men were surprisingly silent, and the sword god in white never did anything to lose money.