Binding National Fortune: Choose The Underworld At The Start, And The Ghosts Will Walk At Night!

"Purple pattern? Overeating that idiot's chess piece?"

Jealous and casually raised his hand and pointed at Lord Bei, and then continued to turn into an afterimage, swept away into the distance.

The pitch-black demonic energy flowed from the fingertips, and a slam pierced directly into Bei Ye's eyebrows. A crisp numbness rose from the limbs and limbs of the body. Before Bei Ye had time to do anything, he clicked, clicked, clicked—the sound of continuous cracking sounded from him. Purple light, overwhelming purple light, spread out from the crack, wrapping him into a purple light cocoon.

【Ding! ! The savior of the beautiful country, blessed by the jealous devil, awaken the power of the devil's blood! 】As the cold announcement sounded, the changes in the light cocoon seemed to come to an end. Bang a purple light shattered.

Lord Bei's body reappeared in the live broadcast. The thick devil's horns became more and more curved, and were mixed with mysterious purple lines, as if bred with special abilities, and purple lines from hell also climbed on the muscled body.

hunger!

so hungry!

Like ten days and a half months without food, the hunger from the depths of the soul made Pei Ye directly turn into a black lightning bolt, cut off the neck of a moon wolf and began to drink blood. Like a god, it is many times stronger than before. But one - the beautiful country in Richard's shadow just experienced, watching Pei Ye open up unparalleled, but not much excited, on the contrary, there is a strong worry.

: "OMG! Demon again?! Shouldn't it be..."

: "Absolutely not! How is it possible for Lord Bei to defect like that guy with a long butt!": "Father Bei was voted by us together, the pride of a beautiful country..." In the live broadcast room, there were beautiful national superstars everywhere. An emboldened barrage. Rather than arguing with others, it is more about conquering your own inner doubts.

no way!

It's really terrifying!

Free America, magic every day!

Peace America, see the devil every day!

: "Huh? Where is this demon going? Why does it feel so familiar!"

: "The sun never sets, the beautiful country... He seems to be walking in a straight line!": "I'm going! The Underworld of Mo Shen is in that direction!!!"

: "Mom! No way! Didn't Mo Shen just finish the hidden level? Why did another Demon Lord appear? Jealous Demon Lord??? Is it over?!": "Damn it! It's not reasonable! World of Black Mist You can't catch a sheep too!!!" Watson found a blind spot, and soon someone found out that something was wrong.

A straight line was determined between the two points, and the careful boss quickly discovered the trajectory of the Jealous Demon King. Suddenly, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded in an instant!

The barrage covering the screen directly covered all the pictures. A bad guess appeared in Da Xia's heart, although he didn't want to believe it, but based on the previous situation, he could infer it with the powerhouses on the path. Their guesses are very likely to be hard facts! Among the saviors in the whole country, the only one who can attract the Demon King class as an opponent, apart from their Moshen in Daxia, there is no one else!

The strength that once made them proud has instantly become the command symbol of the ghosts at this moment. Breathing, began to quicken up. Da Xia began to feel uneasy.

: "Hahaha... Let you be mad! Retribution is finally here!"

: "The real devil's shot can absolutely destroy all defenses, and struggle is useless!": "Prepare to accept the punishment from the world of black mist!"

: "Sure enough... in the world, there can be no pure land, and even the Far East will sink into hell!" In the face of the approaching crisis of world extinction, the barrage is full of the content of various countries causing disasters. The people of the world, who have always been protected in peace and in dire straits, have long been envious of their 'itching teeth'.

: "Stop farting! It's just a demon king, it's not like we Mo Shen have never killed one!": "Come one to kill one, two to kill one pair! Mo Shen is invincible in the world!"

: "My family's Mo (aeag) god has provoked the devil's nest, right? Just sent one to death and another."

"Hey hey~ I'm more curious about the rewards. Mo Shen has exceeded so many tasks, and the rewards he gets will definitely kill all countries in seconds?" Although he felt very unconvinced, in front of outsiders, maintaining the dignity of Mo Shen is very important to Da Xia. For netizens, it has long since become an instinct, and all kinds of words that make people hate it, they can easily come up with it without thinking.

: "Humph! This time, it's the real Demon King! Not the weak type last time!"

: "The battle isn't over yet! Now think about the reward? You guys are thinking too well..." The foreigners went back and forth with these two sentences, and they didn't even say anything too much. It's not that they won't, but they dare not. , The big words released before, and now my face still hurts! Hot, red old monkey ass!

Sarah~ Hey!

A flash of sword light flashed across Qiu Shui, and a smug smile appeared on Miyamoto's face, who once again cut off a moon wolf.

Huh? !

Is that the devil? !

The tower-like figure appeared in front of Miyamoto, not only was he not afraid, but he jumped three feet high with joy.

I was so excited that I almost threw Qiushui aside. "Great!!!" He heard the announcement, but he kept paying attention to Savior's group chat software. The beautiful country's Lord Bei received blessings from this big man, and his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, which is enough to compare with these old-fashioned powerhouses.

"A newcomer can get such a big boost. If it were me, it would definitely be stronger, right?! With the blessing of the Demon King, even that guy might be able to..." Thinking of the white clothes in his mind, Miyamoto Jealous anger flashed in his eyes.

Li Mo!

The shame you gave me, I, Miyamoto Ichiro, will definitely pay back a hundredfold!

Wait for my revenge! With a strong anger, Miyamoto carried Qiushui forward and walked towards the Jealous Demon King.

: "Hey! As expected of Miyamoto-san! How dare you swing a sword at the legendary Demon King!": "This is the courage of our Fuso, the backbone of our Fuso!": "Samurai can be defeated, but Bushido never yields!!! "

: "Our Fuso's Bushido spirit is worth learning by everyone! Especially the scumbags who never set!" One step, two steps, three steps... The dull footsteps were extremely loud on the battlefield. It's not a long distance, but it gets closer as time goes by.

: "Swing the sword at the devil! Miyamoto-sang, rush!"

: "Miyamoto-san!"

In the eyes of all eyes, this swordsman who is regarded as the benchmark of Fuso Bushido, his body gradually lowered, lowered, lowered again...

Finally, a 'bang' sounded, and Miyamoto, whose spine was bent to the limit, directly fell to the ground and gave a big gift to the jealous demon king in front of him. .

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