Blade and Sword God Sovereign

"Oh ah..." The painful arrogance is still a madman's mouth. "Good, good, you have kind, kill me, kill!"

His eyes are all the color of grievances, staring at Ding Hao.

Ding Hao still didn't talk, stepping on the smashing body bit by bit, his eyes were cold and cold, without the slightest fluctuations, still steadily stepping on the broken body, very patient, just It seems that he did not hear his provocation.

The life of the strong demon king is strong, and even if it is ruined, even if it is a little bit broken, it will not die immediately, so even though Ding Hao has crushed most of his body, he still does not Will die, taste the pain of the broken body in a state of very clear mind.

This kind of pain may be affordable for the strong demon, but the fear of seeing your body's body broken a bit is not something that ordinary people can bear.

The madness of provocation, there is finally a trace of fear in the eye.

Ding Hao's cold calm made him feel an inexplicable panic.

岚 is a perverted monk, and has done countless **** and violent things. Even inside the Yaozu, when he hears his name, he will be trembling with trepidation. He can be desperate to be crazy, but in front of Ding Hao, this Crazy seems a bit not enough to see, you can feel the horrible madness and stubbornness behind Ding Hao's cold expression.

"You... really dare to kill me?" asked the bite.

Ding Hao’s answer was to lift one foot and smash his first rib.

"I am the young master of the Heavenly Demon Hall, one of the most beloved youngest sons of the Demon Supreme..." The look changed.

Hey.

Ding Hao stepped on his other ribs.

"The Heavenly Demon Hall is in the northern domain, and it can be courted against the demon temple. The demon sacred is a god-level existence, just like the northern domain of the Terran sacred **** of war, between you and your thoughts, you will be robbed... ..." 岚 狠 looked at Ding Hao.

"Oh."

Ding Hao finally looked at him and thought that his words had worked. When he began to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly became another foot. He smashed the two ribs of the cockroach.

"Ah...you...you crazy...you can't kill me, do you know what the consequences of doing this?" The fear drowned him like a flood, and he could no longer be as crazy and arrogant as before.

Ding Hao stopped, his eyes were cold and cold, and his mouth was drawn with a playful curve. He said, "Are you asking for mercy?"

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"It turns out that you are really begging for mercy." Ding Hao nodded and joked: "Why don't you be tough? You just didn't want to die at all?"

I was going to get angry, and the violent humiliation made him feel almost no pain in the body. He was always on the top, and he always wanted to do what he wanted. No one dared to say no before him. I never thought that I would have such a day, like the people who had been tortured by myself, like a dog, pleading for mercy.

"Since it is seeking for mercy, there should be a desire for mercy, and a gesture of forgiveness." Ding Hao lifted his foot and smashed two ribs, and the invisible force shattered the plasma and bones.

I feel that I am going to collapse. He has never encountered such an opponent. In a humiliating tone, he said: "Let me, what you want, I can satisfy you."

It turned out that when the real death was about to come, his former reckless madness was so vulnerable that he was so afraid of death.

For the first time, I felt the horror of death.

It is also the last time.

Because of the next moment, Ding Hao shook his head coldly and said: "Well, I want you to die, can you satisfy me?"

The voice fell.

In the expression of horror and screaming, Ding Hao lifted his last foot and directly smashed his head. The tyrannical force violently swayed, and instantly shocked the body of the celestial lord to a powder. The crystal red blood flows in the same place, like a snake.

The surrounding demon strong, was shocked at this moment.

They shuddered, the look of despair.

The Heavenly Demon Temple was very strict, and looked at the death in front of them, but did not save it. All the demon people present at the scene will be executed.

opposite.

Wang Junfeng, Zhang Fan and others were also shocked by the means of Ding Hao.

The news has already been sent out, and soon the masters of Jianzong will come. The head of the [Jade Face Shura] Li Lan and the West Gate of Shencaotang will come.

Ding Hao turned his head and glanced at the demon strongman who was around the woods. He burst into tears: "I don't want to die, roll!"

Some of the demon people screamed and lost, and turned and fled.

This move made other stunned demon strongmen return to God, shouting, defeated the mountains, turned around and fled, only hated that the aunt had two legs, and he was already dead. They were even Going back to the Heavenly and Demon Hall is also a dead end. It is better to escape this opportunity. Maybe the Heavenly Demon Temple may not find them.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining five or six hundred demon strong, all disappeared.

Ding Hao was about to close the magic knife, suddenly what the light caught, looked down, and a red liquid swam away on the ground if there was life.

"Well? That is... [Tian Yaozheng]?" After Ding Hao’s sigh, he realized that the red liquid was swallowed into the body, despite the sturdy body. It has been completely annihilated, but this 缕 [天妖真血] has actually been preserved and has not been destroyed.

Ding Hao's heart moved, releasing a hint of strength, and wanted to take this 缕 [天妖真血].

Who knows that the red liquid is struggling fiercely and flees frantically.

Ding Hao is about to catch up, the magic knife in his hand stunned, but it was automatically released from the hand, turned into a streamer and went back, when it came back, the blade was stained with a bright red blood, that is the one [Tian demon true blood].

This is a blood that was once a god-level existence.

[Tian Yao Hall] is the top three in the northern region, and is not much weaker than the first holy land of the Northern Territory [Demon Palace]. It has a very glorious history. There was once a Megatron. The demon **** of the era, leaving behind countless legacy, deep in the foundation, the blood of a demon god, is enough to make the strong of the countless demon sages crazy.

Because the body of the god-level powerhouse combines with the heavens and the earth, it represents the laws and rules, and has the mark of heaven and earth. Therefore, the blood contains not only enormous power, but also a Taoist machine. It contains the supreme law and contains God. The mystery, if the Holy Power is to get a **** of blood, perhaps you can penetrate the mystery of God and break through in one fell swoop.

It is only the lowest level of utilization that uses [Tian Yao Zhenxue] to enhance its combat effectiveness.

"Is this blood, the [Tianlu Hall] the blood that the demon **** had left?"

Ding Hao held the magic knife and observed it carefully.

The blood liquid crystal clear, like the rolling nephrite, ruddy and innocent, the breath converges, there is a very mysterious air flow, but it is not powerful, it seems to be trapped by the power of the magic knife, in the crack of the blade Rolling around, but never escape the blade.

"No, if it is really the blood of the demon god, it is definitely a peerless treasure. Even if it is a deep foundation, there will not be too much. It will definitely not give such a baby to such a descendant, and the demon god. A drop of blood can also kill the saints, with the power of horror, with the power of the magic knife, I am afraid that it cannot be imprisoned!"

Ding Hao has some doubts.

For a moment, I couldn’t figure out the reason for it. Ding Hao simply let it roll back and forth on the magic knife.

Put away the magic knife, Ding Hao turned around, the handsome face showed a spring-like smile, looking at the distance to ask Jianzong disciples.

On the far side of the mountain gate, suddenly a few flashes of flashing light suddenly flashed into the pool of the sword, turning into a few gestures of graceful figure.

Ding Hao’s eyes are condensed.

Li Lan, Li Yiruo, Ximen Qianxue...

These three are among the most mundane people in the Zongmen, who have the closest relationship with themselves.

Li Lan, who has restored the women's dress, swayed in a white palace dress, and the black hair combed the high clouds. The bright forehead was a symbol of wisdom. The eyebrows were a little cinnabar, bright red as fire, and even more printed. Her skin is delicate and white, such as sheep fat jade, and the long sword hanging from the waist gives a noble and majestic atmosphere. The iconic willow eyebrow stretches out, and the crystal scorpion has an ordinary woman. No British glory, a heroic and unrestrained female head.

At the side of Li Lan, Li Yiruo wore a red long skirt, and the skirt swayed in the wind like a burning flame.

The first beautiful girl in the past five-year-old disciple, after three years of carving, looks even more radiant, by her side, as if everything has lost its color, exquisite and flawless face, black long hair fluttering in the wind, melon face With a ecstatic look, a pair of seconds looked at Ding Hao with ecstasy, and the tenderness of the water was enough to melt the stone.

On the other side of Li Lan, the female head, the linen is naturally shimmering and the long hair of Ximen Qianxue, with a smile and a quiet look at Ding Hao.

Among the three girls, Ximen Qianxue's breath is the weakest. She always gives people a sense of tranquility without competing with others. They stand quietly in the crowd, with a smile on their lips, and a feminine face in the snow. Against the backdrop of a different kind of beauty, there is an impulse that you can't help but want to stop in your arms and pity.

"Head!"

Ding Hao arched his hand to Li Lan.

Li Lan glanced at Ding Hao with a look that no one else could barely notice. His eyes were slightly resentful. This was a slight nod, and the official business was like, "When Ding elders appeared, they made great contributions. This is I asked the wedding of the sword."