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Chapter 342 Demon!

"Om!"

The naked murderous intention came from the sky, making all the heroes and arrogant men frightened. Even the King of Xiling, Ning Qianhong, Douzhan Mohou and others were shocked, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"nourishment?"

The Demon Lord's old voice sounded slowly, carrying a powerful tone of shock and anger, "Witch, does your so-called nourishment also include me?"

"certainly."

The purple-skirted witch looked down at the demon lord and said indifferently: "Although you are just a little demon with average cultivation, but I am in trouble, I can only make do with it..."

Little demon?

Everyone was sweating violently, and the corners of their eyes twitched involuntarily. This demon lord has lived for at least ten thousand years, and his magic power is absolutely unparalleled in this world. Whether in the eternal world of silence or in the ancient world of demon sealing, he can be called a super strong man, but there is no such thing.

To think that in the eyes of the purple skirt witch, it turned out to be just a "little demon"!

This was so shocking that it left King Xiling, Marquis Bianhuang, and Marquis Douzhan speechless. You must know that in their eyes, this ancient demon lord was almost invincible.

"What a crazy tone!"

The Demon Lord roared, the dark chains rattled, the roar was like thunder, and overwhelming anger swept out, "Today, I have to learn the secret skills of the sixth-level evil spirit!"

"boom!"

The demonic energy rolled, and a huge beast swept out. It had the body of a rhinoceros, a dragon tail, a tiger head, and a spiral horn on its head. It was sharp, terrifying, domineering, and extremely frightening.

"It turns out to be a dragon, tiger, and canthus beast, and its bloodline doesn't exist yet."

The Purple Skirt Demon Goddess expressed disdain, "Even the purebred Dragon Tiger Canthus Beast is only ranked at the bottom of the "Seventy-Two Fierce Beasts List". You are just a bastard, but you dare to run rampant in front of me, without knowing whether to live or die!"

Buzz!

The burial coffin trembled slightly, and a crystal jade hand came out from the coffin, pressing the giant beast to the ground, letting it struggle and roar, but it was unable to break free.

The crystal jade hand moved slightly, and wisps of demon power actually came out from the body of the demon body and were transmitted into the burial coffin.

"Witch, what do you want...to do?"

The Demon Lord was horrified. He felt that his original power was passing away rapidly, and he couldn't help shouting in horror, "You actually want to seize my origin?"

"And the power of your soul!"

The purple-skirted witch was extremely indifferent. Under her devouring, the demon lord quickly became old, as if tens of thousands of years had passed in an instant.

Time flies by in a blink of an eye!

A woman is so domineering!

"escape!"

The King of Xiling, the Marquis of Bianhuang, the Marquis of Douzhan and others looked at each other in fear, and then rose into the sky with a tacit understanding. Of course, they also took away the Prince, Zhan Tianchuan, Tuoba Chong and others.

Several of them are well-known heroes in the chaotic land. They cherish their talents and have good relations with their family elders, so they don't want them to die in vain.

"Can you escape?"

The witch's cold voice sounded, and a crystal jade hand covered the sky and slapped out across the sky.

"Buzz!"

The woman in the purple skirt pressed the ground with one hand to seize the origin of the demon lord, and covered the sky with the other hand to attack the King of Xiling in the air, fight against the demon lord, etc.

Her white jade hands covered the sky, and even though she was inside the sky-burial coffin, she still exerted overwhelming power, making the King of Xiling and other powerful men tremble and spurt blood in the air.

"puff--"

The terrifying aura came and was so coercive that it made Xia Mang tremble. His throat surged and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dripping down the corner of his mouth.

"Keng!"

Xia Mang gritted his teeth, quickly took out the Cun Guangyin and the broken Xia flag, threw it suddenly, and inserted it into the ground in front of him. A crescent-shaped light wave emerged, blocking the purple-skirted witch's soaring momentum.

A little time seems to have revived some power!

"She is so powerful even when she is spreading her momentum. This woman... is so terrifying!"

Xia Mang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Xia Zi Can Qi and Cun Guang Yin were able to block her momentum. Otherwise, he would have turned into ashes under the impact of the witch's momentum today. It would have been an injustice to die like that.

"Could it be that...the witch really wants to kill everyone, turn them into nourishment, and restore her own body?" Xia Mang stared at the woman with a fierce and ferocious aura, looking extremely horrified.

Luo Zi was hidden behind Xia Mang. She just watched all this quietly, silently, as if she had always been this quiet, calm and calm.

"Kill, save your Majesty!"

After sealing off the demon cliff, those big demons suddenly took action and joined forces to cast terrifying demonic spells to bombard the purple-skirted witch in the sky-burial coffin.

Boom boom boom!

At the same time, the demon lord was also making his final struggle. He used the most terrifying magical power. This was a counterattack before death. It was desperate and terrifying, and he actually temporarily blocked the witch from being devoured!

"court death!"

The purple-skirted witch snorted coldly, took back her other hand, bombarded the group of demons behind the cliff, and fought with them from a distance!

"Walk!"

At this time, King Xiling, Marquis Bianhuang, Marquis Douzhan, etc. finally had a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they grabbed Zhan Tianchuan, Tuoba Chong, Liu Qingkuang, etc., soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

"Luo Zi..."

Ning Qianhong also wanted to leave, but he looked at Luo Zi who was next to the cliff, a little shaken and struggling, not knowing how to choose.

Luo Zi was the woman he had admired and pursued for many years, and he was unwilling to leave her behind. At this moment, he looked at Luo Zi who was hiding behind Xia Mang, and then at the purple-skirted witch with fierce flames. He couldn't help but struggle, swaying from side to side.

Don't know how to choose.

"ah--"

The demon master roared in pain, and several terrifying monsters died miserably behind the cliff. The screams were shrill and terrifying, which made Ning Qianhong tremble and decisively decided to abandon him. He turned to Luo Zi, gritted his teeth and said: "Luo Zi, don't worry, I will definitely

I will come back to save you..."

After speaking, he did not dare to look at Luo Zi, turned around in a hurry, turned into a stream of light, and rushed away into the sky.

In this regard, Luo Zi was very indifferent, his eyes were calm, and there was no resentment.

"You idiot."

Xia Mang laughed endlessly. Ning Qianhong obviously admired Luo Zi, but at the critical moment of life and death, he abandoned the woman he loved. This alone was enough to make Xia Mang despise him.

The mind is cold and thin, nothing more than that.

"Aren't you disappointed?" Xia Mang turned his head and looked at Luo Zi, who was as dull as before, and asked curiously.

"Ning Qianhong is this kind of person." Luo Ziwei shook his head lightly, his voice was like the sound of nature, extremely beautiful, but unfortunately it was too clear and devoid of any emotion.

"Then you also know that he will not come back to save you?" Xia Mang's eyes were a little playful.

Luo Zi glanced at him and said, "Do you believe he will come back?"

Xia Mang paused and chuckled: "Of course not, he is just an excuse. He managed to escape. No one with a little bit of brains will come back to die..."

"You can leave too." Even if there is an unparalleled witch in the sky, even if life and death are instantaneous, Luo Zi is still as calm as a fairy.

Xia Mang raised his eyebrows, stared into Luo Zi's dreamy eyes, and said seriously: "I said I would be responsible for you, how could I abandon you?"

Luo Zi frowned slightly, wanting to say something, but she didn't speak.

“Bang bang bang!”

At this time, among the monsters behind the cliff, except for the eight-armed giant monster who saw the opportunity quickly and took advantage of the chaos to escape, the rest were already dead or injured.

He was killed by the purple-skirted witch across the cliff, and then devoured cleanly.


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