Kryptonians come to the second dimension

The wrath of national destiny is not something they can bear!

It's over. Not only can they not steal national destiny today, but they may even die under it!

The Heavenly Demon King cursed: "Ye, you ruined my good deeds, I will remember this account!"

"The Yinsi sequence listens to the order, run!"

Ye Wudao immediately ordered: "Daxia's subordinates, you must stop them at the risk of your life!"

If the Heavenly Demon King and the Seventeen Chaos Demons are let go, the coup scene a hundred years ago may be staged again.

This time, no matter what the price, they must be killed, at least the other party's foundation must be severely damaged to avoid disasters in Daxia.

The Heavenly Demon King roared: "Ye Wudao, you are crazy!"

"The wrath of national destiny, you and I can't bear it. If we don't leave, we will both perish here."

Ye Wudao was neither humble nor arrogant: "National destiny is the will of billions of people in Daxia."

"I don't believe that the will of my people in Daxia will force me to die!"

"Accept my life!"

Crazy, crazy!

The Demon King cursed while fighting with Ye Wudao.

The huge dragon of national destiny swam among the crowd and attacked indiscriminately.

If its huge body even slightly touched someone, the opponent would be blown away dozens of meters.

In front of it, no one could fight back.

However, the Demon King found that the dragon of national destiny was much weaker in attacking the people in Ye Wudao's camp, and even deliberately avoided the people in Daxia camp several times.

What Ye Wudao said was indeed right. This dragon of national destiny was not unconscious. He was the consciousness of billions of people in Daxia, and he would not really force Ye Wudao to death.

The Demon King shouted to Ye Wandao: "Ye Wandao, go and carry the national destiny."

Ah?

Ye Wandao was dumbfounded.

Even his adoptive father, a powerful demon, could not stop the dragon of national destiny.

But now he was asked to carry the national destiny... How could he bear it?

Seeing Ye Wandao's fear, the Heavenly Demon King explained: "You and Ye Wudao share the same roots and both carry the power of faith of billions of people in Daxia."

"This dragon of national destiny will be close to your breath and will actively merge with you."

"This is your opportunity. If you can merge this national destiny, you will be the chief of the underworld sooner or later."

Ye Wandao still didn't dare!

Waste!

In the end, the Heavenly Demon King was enraged, and a stream of Yin Qi was released, which wrapped Ye Wandao and threw him onto the dragon of national destiny.

Roar!

The dragon of national destiny struggled even more angrily.

Ye Wandao had no way to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and forcefully merge with the dragon of national destiny.

The Heavenly Demon King guessed correctly that Ye Wandao, who carried the power of faith of the people of Daxia, could indeed merge this national destiny.

However, Ye Wandao only merged a little bit, and he was in great pain and dared not continue to merge.

He had never experienced such pain in his life.

The Heavenly Demon King threatened, "Keep going, hold on."

"If you dare to give up, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Ahhhhh!

Ye Wandao roared, and worked harder to melt the national destiny.

Damn!

Ye Wudao's heart sank to the extreme.

If Ye Wandao really melted this national destiny, Daxia would be doomed!

He must be stopped.

Ye Wudao used all his strength to force the Heavenly Demon King back, and then jumped up and jumped onto the head of the national destiny dragon.

"Melt!"

His majestic energy immediately wrapped the national destiny dragon and stuffed it into his body.

The national destiny entered his body, burning like magma.

He felt that his internal organs were all scalded, and he suffered pain that was unbearable for humans, and even almost fainted several times.

However, when he thought that Daxia might suffer a bad fate, he became extremely sober.

This pain lasted for more than half an hour, and the long national destiny dragon was finally melted by Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao had already lost his strength and consciousness, and fell heavily to the ground, motionless, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.

Although Ye Wandao had only melted a little bit of national destiny, he was in great pain and rolled on the ground.