Alien God System

Within one night, the Luo family not only descended on a ferocious evil god, but also another demon god, making everyone present not calm.

Especially Luo Yinghao, can't believe it, the good friend who has been with him for nearly a year is actually the demon god, Diablo Demon Lord?

No... But if this is not true, why is Abraman so afraid?

Is it possible for him to be a dignified evil god, yet still admit his mistakes?

When he thought of Yang Feng's fearless look when he met the first evil **** earlier, Luo Yinghao understood.

No wonder he is not afraid of the power of the evil god, because he is a stronger demon **** than the evil god! At this moment, everyone in the hall was watching Yang Feng closely. Yang Feng squinted his eyes for a little while thinking, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up and smiled.

Since everyone regards him as the Demon Lord Diablo, then he will pretend to be once, what's the problem?

Anyway, with his prestige, calling for reforms, those super-class families completely disdain, what if it is the will of the devil?

Thinking about this, Yang Feng stood out abruptly and said lightly: "Yes, you guessed it, I am Di Abro!"

hiss! Unable to take a breath, Abraman no longer had the arrogance he had before, but his whole body was trembling with horror, and he couldn't help shivering: "It's really...It's you, Lord Diablo?

But when were you in the lower realm?

Why didn't we hear any news? "

"I just said that this is my place.

What? Do I still have to get approval from you evil gods when I go around on my site? "

"Uh, no, no, of course not!"

His head shook like a rattle, Abraman was almost scared to pee, and his voice was trembling: "I meant to say that if I knew you were out of bounds, we would go and pray for you early, ha ha ha..." Abraman was smiling wryly, like a thief caught by the police, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

The mortals around him looked stupid. Who could have imagined that the Heretic God, who had just flaunted his might, would be so weak and powerless in front of this Demon God.

Jiang Yulang's face twitched slightly, but his nose was sour, and he was about to cry.

The thigh they held by the Jiang family is really not very thick, and even now there is a tendency to be discounted, so what should I do?

Jiang Yulang was distressed, but Luo Yunshang was staring at Yang Feng's majestic back, his beautiful eyes shining brightly, and his heart thumped and thumped.

In short, at this time, everyone present had different thoughts, joy and sadness.

After hesitating for a while, Abraman saw that this place no longer belonged to him, and immediately murmured: "That... Lord Diablo, if there is nothing wrong, I will leave.

I just remembered that I had soup stewed at home, I forgot to turn off the fire, I have to go home and see! "

With that, Abraman turned around to leave, but he made a muffled sound, his body stagnated, and he couldn't move immediately.

When he looked back, he didn't know when, Yang Feng had already grasped his dark figure like iron tongs.

Suddenly, the corner of Abraman's mouth squashed, and he wailed: "Master Diablo, please let me go. I will never dare to poach again next time!"

"After spreading wild on my turf, I just walked away in such a big way, then where do I put my face?"

Lifting his eyes and glanced at him, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and then...Boom! The blue flames sprang out from Yang Feng's hands like a rushing river, and instantly filled Abraman's body.

Abraman seemed like a shrimp falling into a pan, and immediately screamed and wailed in pain, like a ghost in hell.

He wanted to get out of the flames of hell, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Yang Feng's iron claw.

In this way, Abraman screamed bitterly in the blue flames, like a prisoner being tortured, and the shrill screams shook the four mortals around him.

Yang Feng was expressionless, confining Abraman's primordial spirit to prevent him from escaping, while testing the damage value of this **** flame to the evil spirit.

After a while, Abraman's dark figure was completely reduced to ashes, disappeared, and the buzzing scream came to an abrupt end.

The Cthulhu Totem on the ground also touched the ground, exploded into dross, and spilled all over the ground.

At this point, the evil **** Abraman, on the road to attract believers, was unlucky enough to encounter Yang Feng, a pseudo-devil god, completely lost in his soul and no place to bury him.

It seems that the flame of **** is quite useful to the evil god, ha ha.

With the blue flame still burning in Yang Feng's hand, the corner of his mouth curled up and nodded in satisfaction.

Judging from the time when this evil **** had just been burned to death, in actual combat in the future, the flames of **** would definitely be a big killer against god-level masters.

In the past, when he encountered an evil god, he had only one Scripture of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth that he could use. It was still ineffective and could not be controlled by himself.

Now it's alright, with this **** flame, he can really meet the gods and kill the gods, as long as he is not the main **** and the devil god, hehe.

The Luo family father and son were relieved at the moment Abraman disappeared, looking at Yang Feng blankly, speechless.

Especially Luo Tiancheng, who just wanted to siege Yang Feng, now seeing that Yang Feng is actually the demon **** descending to the earth, an old heart thumped and thumped with fright.

However, before he confessed his guilt and begged for mercy, the other man was eager to bend his knees, fell to his knees with a thump, and wailed, "Master Diablo, the young man with eyes and no beads, did not recognize you as a way to control the spirit world. It's a sin worthy of death, so let's spare your little one, oooooooo!"

"You said you deserve to die, how can I spare your life?"

Yang Feng looked up and saw that the man was not someone else, but the wretched son, Jiang Yulang undoubtedly.

Jiang Yulang's body stagnated, and the corners of his mouth instantly collapsed. He kowtowed like garlic and said: "Master Devil, Tong Yan Wuji, please don't be familiar with young people, woo woo woo!"

"It's you, what a child?

How old are you? "

"Enlighten Master Di Ablo, it doesn't matter how old I am. The key is that I am still a boy now, so naturally it is a childish speech."

"No, you, a noble son, can still keep a boyhood?

real or fake? "

Yang Fengyiqi, smiled.

Jiang Yulang bowed his head and said grievances: "The little one dare not deceive Lord Demon. If you don't believe it, you can check it out."

"No, I believe you, hahaha!"

Yang Feng laughed, and Yang Feng waved his hand noncommittal.

When Luo Yunshang saw this, he was furious, and immediately jumped to Yang Feng's side and said: "Brother Yang Feng, don't believe him, kill him quickly..." "Nine sisters, don't be rude, how can you talk to Lord Demon? ?"

But before she finished speaking, Luo Yinghao interrupted her with a loud shout.

At this time, Luo Yunshang realized that Yang Feng's identity was different now. It was not the best friend of the third brother, but the demon **** who was aloft. He suddenly cautiously leaned over and knelt down, not daring to say more. Up.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, instead of looking at her, he looked at Luo Tiancheng not far away: "Jiang Yulang, this kid is not so close to the deity, and the deity can't be guilty of having the same knowledge as him.

It's Patriarch Luo, what happened to the master who rushed in just now?

Can you give an explanation to the deity?

Hum hum! "