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In the sky.

The magnificent Yan Devil frantically waved the six wings of the Yan Demon behind him, his arms were slightly outstretched, and each hand was holding a diamond-level spear.

Under the flame demon.

Seven professionals.....

All are members of the national team.......

At this time.

The body is gradually shattering into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a flood of data modules and experience points........

Hiss!

Seven national standard gods!

The ranks are all existences above the level of seven or eight hundred!

Even!

Big guys like Creed Assassins!

It's almost nine turns!

However.

Under the shot of the Yan Devil.

It was all directly broken!!

One move!

One time!

Not even putting skills!

Just die!!

Oh my God!!

Now.

The audience was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water!

Everyone's expressions froze.

Brain blank!

Silent!

But deafening!!

Everyone's heart was shaking wildly, almost suffocating!!

You call this a demon pet?

What level of demon pet, can knock slightly, it will run through a national standard level god!!

Skills are not put!

That's it!

Those high national team members died?!!

"Groove !!"

"Tyrant Boss........ No! The demon pet of the demon god boss........ Definitely not a nine-turn segment!! "

"That was....... Detached nine turns!! "

"The Yan Demon !! who already has the priesthood"

"Or rather!!"

"That's the Demon God !!"

Silent.

It was finally broken by the panic of a city-level professional.

He gasped frantically, his face full of shock.

Detached nine turns?

Priesthood?

As soon as the voice of this city standard professional landed, the audience was suddenly a little confused.

Then.

The knight of the two-hundred-level rank took a deep breath and explained simply:

"Whether it's a professional or a pet beast, from one to nine turns, a total of one thousand levels........ A thousand levels is nine turns..."

"However, if you want to transcend the nine turns and move up another level, you are to obtain the priesthood!"

"That is, the legendary . . . Demigod-level and god-level !! "

"Can kill seven national standard level professionals so easily........"

"Pinching the thirteenth team of the national team!!"

"That demon pet of the tyrant boss ........"

"Definitely already !! priesthood"

"The last time!"

"It's also a demigod-level rank !!"

"Gods !!"

"It's really coming!!

"Oh my God!! It's a war of gods!! "

"It's so explosive!!"

The voice of the municipal professional almost shouted out tremblingly.

And he just finished speaking.

Another beautiful priest from Jiangnan Province, her delicate body also trembled slightly, raised her voice and shouted:

"Not to mention the real priesthood!!"

"Even if it's a demigod-level rank !!"

"There aren't much in the country!!"

"Only the best of the first three teams of the national team can barely be regarded as a demigod-level !!"

"And I want to be promoted to the demigod-level rank........"

"Difficulty!"

"Comparable to ten times nine revolutions !!"

"It's not nice to say!!"

"That's the difficulty of going up 10,000 levels!!

Hiss! .......

Suddenly.

Everyone in the audience was trembling.

There was a feeling that the heavenly spirit cover was about to be overturned.

Frightened!

Oh my!

So crazy?

Priesthood.......

Isn't that a god?!!!

They!

Witnessed a war of gods?!!

Groove !!

In an instant, the strength of the tyrant was directly raised a notch again in the hearts of everyone.

And the background.......

It was even made up by the brain to the point of unfathomability!!

God-level demon pet!!

Even if it's just a demigod-level rank?!!

That's pretty scary too!!

Such an existence is actually just the pet beast of the tyrant boss?!!

Oh my!!

The background behind the tyrant...

How shocking is it!!

Don't dare to think!

I don't dare to think about it!!

At the same time.

Yang Tianqiong was about to collapse.

Lose one's nerve!

The heart is going to explode!!

Ye Xuan's strength was beyond his understanding!!

With a wave of his hand and no skills, he has killed seven national standard level professionals!!

This strength.

Not to mention reaching the demigod-level rank........

That's definitely beyond nine turns!!

Can!

Such a presence.

Which old man's descendant exactly?!!!

I've never heard of it!!

Even those old people of the previous generation who have obtained the priesthood and become gods .......

It is also difficult to cultivate such monster-level young offspring!!

Not to mention.

He Yang Tianqiong has never heard of it!!

Not to mention.

Which descendant of an old man would kill members of the national team so brazenly?!!!

It's not like it at all.......

Descendants of the gods!

And it's like...

Underworld.

The dark side...

Heathen!!!

If we say, the national team, the temple of transfer, the guild, the official association of professionals....... These symbolize light!

So!

The dark side of the underworld. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

It's the church!!

Ye Xuan's series of operations are too abnormal!

Completely disregarding all the rules!

It's exactly the same as the pagans of the underworld!

Even!

He!

Ye Xuan!

Most likely it was...

The Dark Church Underground.......

Pope!!!

If that's the case, everything makes sense!!

"Wait!!

"I admit defeat!!"

"Admit mistakes!!

Thinking of this, Yang Tianqiong gasped and looked at the Yan Demon in mid-air with a face full of horror.

He held his breath and yelled a few times with all the strength he had in his body.

Showing weakness.

Served softly.

At this time, Yang Tianqiong no longer had the slightest fighting intent!

Just want to live.

Nonsense.

All dark churches... Monarch too!

What else to play with people?

No more.

A demigod-level demon pet.......

Where is he Yang Tianqiong qualified to compete?!!

This thing can be counted as... Gods!!

"Admit mistakes?!!

Ye Xuan's voice.

Rings again.

It's still a bang.

It was as if everyone's souls were about to come out of their bodies, and they couldn't stop trembling.

"Then give your life..."

Ye Xuan sneered slightly.

In the sky.

The sound echoed.

Yang Tianqiong was taken aback.

I couldn't help but tremble twice.

It's about to go away.

"You you you... Who are you, exactly?!! "

Yang Tianqiong's heart was about to raise his throat.

"Who am I?"

Ye Xuan was slightly silent for a moment.

Subsequently.

Burst of cheers.

Explode in the sky.

"The tyrant of your mouth..."

"Or."

"Demon God !!"

Yang Tianqiong's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and he felt that he was about to suffocate.

Despot?

Demon God!

This is......

By default?!!

Hiss.......

He!

It's really the Dark Church of the Underworld... Monarch!!

Otherwise.

Which descendant of the old man of the gods?

Will say something like this?!!

Which old man would allow his descendants to kill like this!!

Not a word.

Directly wiped out a national team!!

"You you you . . . You are an infidel in the underworld!! "

"Are you . . . Dark Lord?!! "

Yang Tianqiong used all his strength and shouted loudly by his throat.

The expression is already completely crazy.

The mind collapsed.

Subsequently.

He crawled backwards desperately.

It's like a sewer rat that is struggling to survive.......

In the sky.

Yan Demon was silent.

did not respond to Yang Tianqiong's words.

Only raised his hand slightly.

Forbidden spells.

Flame Funeral !!

"That's forbidden curse?!!!"

Yang Tianqiong was frightened and roared maniacally. (Okay)

"The Demon Lord of the Underworld?!!"

"The Dark Monarch ?!!"

"Oh my God! Oh my God!! "

"Zhonghai City, there is such a change!!"

Yang Tianqiong suddenly took a deep breath.

His body was already shaking like a rattle, and his heart was almost in arrest, pumping and tugging at his nerves.

Splitting headache!

The consciousness is a little blurred.

"Jiang Tai'an !!"

"Su Mei !!"

"Let you govern Zhonghai City!!"

"You guys are actually mixed with the church!!"

"Wait for death!!"

"The national team, thirteen teams, will all be there!!"

"Cleaning up the !! of Zhonghai City"

"No!!"

"Those old people at the top of the national team will also come to !! personally"

"The gods are coming!!"

"You guys!! None of them can escape........"

Yang Tianqiong roared heartbrokenly.

Pity.

The forbidden spell flashed.

Sweep him away completely.

Not only Yang Tianqiong.

Under the impact of the forbidden curse holy flame funeral, all the members of the thirteenth team were shattered one by one.

The whole army was destroyed!!

..... Do not.

And at the same time.

The audience was as silent as death.

The drop of needles can be heard.

Everyone was stunned........

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