God Level Demon

But you can't blame the shadow of Ahn Ayre for being so shocked and unbelievable. It is really too ridiculous. Even in the world of high hell, I have never seen such a terrible immortal demon.

This is a blow that can reverse the law of time and space. Even the Middle Ages devils have to be cautious and dare not act rashly, otherwise it will be a serious injury.

But this little immortal demon can actually break away from the shackles of time and break away from the time domain. This is simply the mortal to reverse the power of the gods, who can believe such absurd things.

Moreover, this symbol is also the only means by which its owner gives it the life-saving. It is only used in times of crisis, in order to face this situation and kill the enemy.

But now this guy has not been killed, but is still alive and kicking, this is a joke.

If it is not very conscious, it still thinks that it is dreaming.

"Yes, very good, just that shot really killed me."

Xia Ping blinked and revealed a trace of cold.

Of course, he is not without means. He has the sacred character given by his master, the Northern Saints. He can completely avoid the fatal blow and escape easily.

The problem is that this is a waste of a precious replacement for him, which makes him lose a lot.

Therefore, he felt very angry. This shadow magic did cause him a lot of trouble. He also became more cautious and alert. In the world of hell, there are countless powers. If you dare to look down on any demons, you may overturn the ship.

"Shadow Devil Ans, you will stop here."

Xia Ping can perceive that the black symbol has given up this singularity, and has consumed all the energy of the symbol, and it is impossible to inspire such powerful power.

He exudes a horrible murderousness and tears the void. This time he must completely kill the shadow demon, and will never give it any chance to escape.

"Stop, ants!"

At this time, in the dark gate that was about to dissipate, a majestic voice came out and it was resounding through this void. It seemed that only the sound affected many of the laws of the universe.

"Ansier is my most loyal slave. If you dare to kill it, even if you escape to the end of hell, I will have your life. You should take care of yourself and don't make mistakes."

The voice contains a strong threat of will.

"the host!"

Hearing this, the shadow of the magic Ansier is grateful.

"I have my life? It is as if you didn't kill the killer just now, but you can't kill it, and even if I kill the shadow magic, you can bite me."

Xia Ping sneered, and the reincarnation in his hand was not merciless, killing the past.

Boom!

This time, no one can stop it, a black ray tears the void, bombarded in the shadow of the magic Ansier.

"Ah!" a scream, the shadow of the magic Ansir screams again and again, this blow directly shattered its soul, at this moment it has no more cards.

Shadow Devil Ans Aier, dead!

"Miscellaneous, **** chop, swearing!"

In the depths of the dark door, there was a voice of anger and anger. The anger was unstoppable: "You really dare to do this kind of thing, dare to kill my most loyal slave in front of my Aldridge.

You are dead, completely dead, whether you are in heaven or in the ground, no matter what background you have, what devil protection, you can't escape death, you will be chased by my Aldrich in this life, like a dog at home. . I remember you, you can't escape, and it's the same at the end of hell. ”

It is angry, really angry.

Since it became an ancient demon, it has been high above, is the master of countless demons, ruling countless low-level **** planes, tyrannical, never any demon dare to disobey his face.

But this cockroach, this **** groceries, clearly under its command, actually dared to kill himself in his own face, the most loyal slave.

This is simply playing his own face, simply humiliating it as the dignity of the ancient demon. If such a lower demon does not kill, it will be the face of the ancient demon.

Kill it, be sure to kill this demon scorpion, even if it is hiding at the end of hell, it must find ways to find the traces of this demon scorpion, take its soul out, put it on the **** flame and burn it for hundreds of millions of years, It has killed all the family and annihilated the Nine, in order to lift its anger at the moment.

It can be said that no one can imagine how angry Aldrich is at the moment, it is hard to suppress.

"Hunting? You think I can't help you, it's ridiculous, let me send you a little gift first." Xia Ping sneered, he is also a fire, this life he still eats such a loss, now almost was A demon is dying, if such a loss is not revenge, is he still a person? He couldn't stand it for so long.

When I think of it, he grabs the big hand and immediately runs the power of Hell, and ingests some powerful, strange and unfathomable cursing scent from the cursed black scorpion.

Nothing supernatural powers - nail head seven arrows!

call out!

The next second, this cursing breath was instantly condensed into a black dagger, like a black liquid condensed, filled with terrible sins that could not be washed, it seems that there are countless souls wrapped around the black dagger.

Just as the black door was about to dissipate, the black dagger was immediately thrown over by Xia Ping, tearing up countless voids, directly telling the space, behind the black door.

"蝼 蝼! I still want to struggle when I die, and enjoy your remaining life. Soon you will find that sometimes it is better to die. I will find your whereabouts and make you die very rhythm. Let you know how terrible it is to offend an ancient demon."

The ancient demon Aldrich naturally saw such a move as Xia Ping, but it was very disdainful. He only thought that this was the anger of the ants, just as the fish provoked the whales, which is extremely ridiculous.

Awkwardly, at this moment, the black door also collapsed and disappeared into the void, but the curse was through the black door, capturing the breath of the ancient demon Aldridge, and tracking.

This curse is not a real dagger, but an object that is cursed by the power of the curse. Such an object is invisible, as if it is a causal rule, ignoring any space, any defense.

Even though there are countless levels of meta-space, they can't resist the erosion of the curse.

Boom!

In the twinkling of an eye, what happened to the ancient demon Aldrich, the curse immediately turned into a black smoke, penetrated the laws of its body, and instantly fell into its body.