Heroes Prison

The pretty **** stared at the 14 demons and sneered: "You don't have to worry about staying in the realm. How dare you come to heaven and live impatiently now?"

"I'm here, you can't kill them." Huang Yi's voice sounded unhurriedly from Death Star.

The people quickly turned around and saw that under the enchantment of the death star, Huang Yi was holding a sickle and staring at the gods and others with fearlessly.

The sickle exuded the supreme breath, and a steady stream of energy emerged, pouring into the enchantment.

Everyone froze in their hearts and quickly shifted their sights. They dared not look at the sickle of death again. If they looked at it repeatedly, they would be injured.

"shame on you!"

"Don't use the death rule if you can!"

"Have a fair fight!"

One demon blamed harshly, these days Huang Yi went to their kingdom of God again and again to make troubles, but he could not kill any way he could, and relying on the rules of death to do whatever he wanted, annoyed them soon.

Huang Yi smiled: "Fair? It's fair for so many of you to besiege the Death Star? What fairness is there in the world? Whoever has the most power, who has mastered fairness. The sickle of death is in my hands, and I can forgive the gods. Death, you never want to kill them. "

He paused and looked around at the demon gods again, inciting: "You guys, the reason why you surrender to the barbaric gods is helpless! When barbaric gods use force to oppress your surrender, you must kill many of your men and let you You have suffered a terrible loss, and you must not dare to say anger to the Savage God, and do not really want to submit to him. I declare that I am willing to save anyone who is willing to escape from the Savage God. This is your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge, although To attack the Savage God, I can forgive your death and relieve your worries. "

All of a sudden, all the demon gods froze, and looked at the gods in unison.

Many of them are indeed not true alliances with the Savage God, but forced to surrender to him due to his strength.

If it can be forgiven for death, it is not impossible to avenge the Savage God.

"Don't listen to him talking nonsense. How could it be so easy to forgive the death of the devil? Does he have to pay a great price to forgive your death? Don't dream!" The savage **** quickly sang and suppressed the dangerous thoughts of everyone.

Once all the demon gods here avenge him, even if he has great strength, he will step into the end of the tyrant.

"Don't forget, I am a godsend. I can do a lot of things you can't do. Although the cost of pardoning the death of the gods is high, I can easily bear it, you don't have to worry." Huang Yi also continued to use language offensive.

"Stop talking nonsense, fight!" The savage **** didn't dare to talk to Huang Yi any more, otherwise this group of demon gods might be defeated.

He was determined, and holding six artifacts, he rushed towards the 14 demon godly.

Alone, he broke into the 14 demon godly, and six artifacts blasted out at the same time, pouring out six creation-like forces pouring out, blasting the space into shock, and the wind was overflowing.

The 14 demon gods were all scattered by him, showing unparalleled strength.

As soon as the wild **** shot, the devil had to follow suit, but they only dealt with it symbolically, and there was no great power.

They have been instigated by Huang Yi's words and are thinking about the possibility of resisting the barbaric god.

Only the core characters of the Alliance, such as Savage God and Xuan Wuxiong, are doing their best to attack.

"Howling!" The peerless demon emperor night sky yelled with claws, and each dragon scale bloomed with dazzling light, and the huge dragon body was like a winding mountain range, with the power of rowing mountains and crashing into the wild god. .

"Dare you dare to fight me with this strength?" The pretty **** sneered, picking up a sledgehammer and smashing at the dragon head of the peerless monster.

"Boom!" Peerless Demon Emperor Night Sky Hua flew backwards from a distance, and Wei An's body hit several demon gods in a row.

He stabilized himself again, shook his dizzy head vigorously, and continued to smash towards the Savage God.

The battle between the gods can no longer be solved quickly, and it is impossible to kill an enemy weaker than itself in one stroke, as in the realm.

The various privileges of the godhead can ensure that the gods will not fall so easily. Even if the main **** confronts ordinary gods, it will take a while to kill the other party.

"Boom boom!" The other god-sealers and the group of demon gods also played well, the majestic divine power poured out recklessly, suppressing countless years of power can finally burst out, happily playing a game.

They are almost all old antiques that have lived for countless years. They have rich experience in fighting. Even if they have just come up with gods, they have played against these gods who have long been gods for a long time.

Moreover, they are backed by Huang Yi's death rules, and they can take some life-fighting moves.

The enemy did not dare to make a bet on his life, but attacked symbolically, and did not want to kill his life for the savage god.

For a time, the number of 14 demon gods rivaled far more than their enemies, but they did not fall significantly behind.

"Are you seriously wounded and still fight me, are you trying to die?" The violent monarch Izeusus suddenly burst into a violent smile and rushed to Xuan Wuxiong's body, banged a punch, and smashed Xuan Wuxiong's chest.

"Boom!" Xuan Wuxiong's chest sank, flesh and blood splashed, the old wound was shaken open again, gushing blood.

He had previously broken the kingdom of God by Huang Yi, leaving a huge wound on his chest, seriously injured, and losing strength.

Suffering this blow now, the wound spread even more suddenly.

"Quickly stop him!" Xuan Wuxiong retreated, angrily shouting at the demon gods next to him.

However, the demon gods remained indifferent, and continued to attack in the distance in a pretense manner.

"Fear is omnipresent." The voice of the dreadful king sounded behind Xuan Wuxiong, and a horrifying horror of magic filled the air.

Xuan Wuxiong was immediately devoured by that magical energy, and a horrible picture suddenly appeared in front of him. Those were the moments of fear that he had experienced in his life. Some had left a psychological shadow in his heart. Now all of them are suddenly lost. Wake up and re-experience the original fear.

"Boom!" The King of Fears punched in from behind Xuan Wuxiong, pierced through the wound in front of his chest, holding a **** visceral fragment in his hand.

Xuan Wuxiong screamed in pain, and rushed into the distance to avoid the attack of the king of fear.

"I'm here to save you!" The savage **** immediately got rid of the entanglement of the peerless demon emperor Night Sky Hua and rushed over from a distance.

He reached for Xuan Wuxiong, trying to pull him behind him.

Suddenly, Xuan Wuxiong turned into a sharp blade, and shot into his eyes.

The wild **** quickly reached out his hand and blocked the sharp blade, only to find that there was no Xuan Wuxiong at all.

That was the illusion released by Tenjin Ichihara, which successfully deceived him.

The real Xuanwu Xiong, still attacked by the King of Fear in the distance, was beaten like sandbags, kept vomiting blood and screamed again and again.

"What a delicious blood!" A bloodthirsty voice sounded, and the blood flowing from Xuan Wuxiong all converged toward the bathing blood demon, bathed on him, and drank him into a blood man.

He flashed a shadow of blood, which appeared in front of Xuan Wuxiong instantly. A blood hand drilled into the blood hole in Xuan Wuxiong's chest, tore off a piece of flesh, and chewed in his mouth.

"Ah! Save me!" Xuan Wuxiong didn't care about the image, screamed and fled hurriedly towards the distance, bleeding all the way.

"No one can save you." A translucent remnant flashed across and hit Xuan Wuxiong's body directly, like a cloud covering him.

This is a remnant soul killer. It looks like a ray of remnant soul. It likes to be attached to the enemy and robs the enemy of control of the body like a house. It interferes with the mind of the enemy.

As soon as Xuan Wuxiong was possessed by him, his body slowly slowed down, as if sinking into a quagmire, reaching out and waving vigorously in the void, trying to dispel the shadow attached to his body.

"Death is your home!" The falling feather shattered shattered body shivered, all the shattered feathers came out of the body, turned into countless torrents of blades, and hit Xuan Wuxiong suddenly.

Xuan Wuxiong was hit and flew out instantly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he hit the death star's enchantment severely.

Suddenly stretched out a hand in the enchantment, grabbed Xuan Wuxiong's body and dragged in.

"I give you death." Huang Yi squinted Xuan Wuxiong's neck, put his face in front of him, stared at his fearful eyes, and gently stroked the sickle of death across his neck.

Xuan Wuxiong's neck was immediately cut with a small wound, which seemed irrelevant, but there was a strong scent of death inside.

Soon, the wound spread quickly, and his head was completely cut off!

A headless body spewed out a mighty blood of the demon god, and sputtered on the death star's enchantment, dyeing the enchantment black and red. But he was still alive, hitting the enchantment in horror, trying to come out of it.

However, his head was still grasped by Huang Yi, and he could not return to his body.

A group of demons turned their heads in horror. Through the enchanted enemies stained with blood, the vague figure of Huang Yi inside could be seen vaguely. He stretched out a hand and drilled in through the skull fracture of Xuan Wuxiong. Something was dug in his head, and the sound of digging for flesh and blood made the scalp numb.

After a while, his hand was pulled out of Xuan Wuxiong's head, and a bright crystal was grasped on the **** fingers, which was truly a godhead.

The godhead kept trembling, trying to break his palm, but the slender fingers grasped it firmly.

Huang Yi flicked his wrist and smashed the godhead onto the blade of Death's Scythe, as easily as smashing eggs.

"Ka-cha!" As soon as the godhead touched the blade of the sickle, it instantly shattered, turned into a pile of debris, and was broken.

Xuan Wuxiong, fell completely.

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