Is the young master of the demon race skinned again today 1
The battlefield of gods and demons is vast and boundless. The sky is faintly red and the sun cannot be seen. The land is dyed red and turned black with blood. The broken weapons are inserted into the ground and make a mourn. They have lost their masters and may be about to disappear.
When Miao arrived that day, he saw such a scene.
A tall and handsome man in black robe stood among the gods and demons with a cold face.
On the left is dressed in a dark outfit, which is the demon clan. On the right is dressed in a white outfit, which is the god clan.
The battle between gods and demons is once every ten thousand years, and each time is extremely tragic, with countless casualties.
This time, it was as tragic as it was, and there were countless casualties.
However, it was not the casualties caused by the battle between gods and demons.
Instead, this mysterious man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield of gods and demons took action.
Both gods and demons looked at the mysterious man in front of him as if they were facing a great enemy. This extremely powerful man hurt many of them without saying a word as soon as he appeared, without any reason. He did not belong to any force,
I don't understand the reason why he did this.
"It's really troublesome." A hint of impatientness rose on the handsome face. He felt the strange rhythm, which was the meaning of the way of heaven. Did the big mouth of the cold fireworks still go to find the little boss? This powerful and handsome man,
It was Qi Feibai, the ten thousand-year-old second in Tiandao Office, which was mentioned by the cold fireworks. Although she was not even as good as the second, it did not prevent her from often mocking Qi Feibai like this.
"Give you a chance to commit suicide, and you can reincarnate again." Qi Feibai raised the silver spear in his hand and pointed it at a beautiful girl who was seriously injured and half-kneeling on the ground.
This girl is the young master of the demon clan. Qi Feibai came to this world because of her.
This world has always been very balanced. The battle between gods and demons will start once every 10,000 years, but it is basically evenly matched and no one can do anything to anyone. In this way, the world can maintain balance.
However, the demon clan produced a stunning young master, who was the girl in front of him who was seriously injured but still had a stubborn face and refused to surrender. Her appearance changed the situation. She led the demon clan step by step, like never before.
The strength of the world started the battle between gods and demons ahead of schedule. They will win this battle. After this battle, the pattern of the whole world will be rewritten.
Their demons will also rule the world!
Just one step away, she can succeed in just one step.
But this mysterious man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield ruined everything.
He slaughtered many gods, but he slaughtered more of the demons!
Too many demon elites died in his hands, and there was not even a trace of resistance.
Who is he?!
The eyes of the young master of the demon clan were full of hatred, unwillingness, and heartache. She had so many loyal subordinates who came to the battlefield with great enthusiasm, and were killed by this man before her weapons were even unsheathed.
"Give you a decent look, commit suicide quickly, you can still be reincarnated." Qi Feibai urged impatiently.
The demon girl held the sword in her hand tightly and prepared to make her final resistance.
At this moment, a stern female voice rang out.
"Qi Feibai! Is this how you do your mission?" A woman in a gorgeous white dress suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield.
who is she?
The young master of the demon clan looked at the woman in front of him in shock. The majesty and beauty made people want to worship him.
She called this terrible man Qi Feibai? They knew each other?
"As long as the mission is completed, it's enough? As long as this lucky person dies and reincarnates, it's done." Qi Feibai said lightly with a cold face.