Lord of Pets

Guan Lingzi struggled to get up, found a hidden corner based on his feeling, and hid in it shivering.

"What about that boy? After all these years, can he take the plunder from me and hold up the extraordinary sky?"

"Eh? Bai Di? Who is this guy?"

"Why is it that no matter whether it's a holy dragon, a holy angel, or a holy giant, I'm still thinking about this name?"

Jar Lingzi was confused. There was no similar supreme being in his memory.

Suddenly, her three eyes stared straight out of their sockets.

The extremely strong aura of death was lingering behind her. When she looked back, what she saw was a pale arm, penetrating the earth, shattering the sky, sweeping everything along the way, and rushing towards the door of the broken world like a broken bamboo. .

"boom!

"

An earth-shattering explosion.

Previously, the steam chariot tried its best, but could only break through the broken gates one by one.

This time, an unprecedentedly large hole was opened directly from the foundation, truly opening the two sides to each other.

The chaotic extraterritorial spiritual energy suddenly rushed into the world inside like a flood that opened a floodgate. Like the savages in the barbarian era, they charged into battle and destroyed everything that could be destroyed.

"hiss……"

The jar spirit child instantly shrank in size, becoming a jar only as big as a human finger.

She was very weak, but she held on strong and did not fall asleep directly.

"This, this, this, this..."

"This is the Pale Hand? The legendary King of Evil Gods?!"

Jar Lingzi is crazy.

She did see the cracks in the River of Reincarnation, covering every inch of space.

But she never expected that the King of Evil Gods, who was buried in her memory and represented the invincibility, would descend on the Realm Gate battlefield in such a direct way.

"Pale Hand? Is that Lord Pale Hand?!"

The door to the world suddenly opened, far more spacious and free than the nuclear flat beast's self-destruction.

Such a huge movement will naturally break the balance of the battlefield.

Whether it is the extraordinary camp or the evil god camp, there is a moment of terror.

The difference was that the former looked up, almost out of his mind.

The latter looked up, his ferocious eyes filled with endless ecstasy.

"That's right! As pale as snow and as motionless as a mountain, this is the identity of Mr. Pale!"

"Such a terrifying and intimidating aura. Except for Master Natural Disaster, no living being in the world can compete with it!"

The next top evil god, the King of Dark Night, fell to the ground in fervor.

A quarter of the natural disaster masters were forced to fight Garuda one-on-one under the pull of the law of order.

After thousands of rounds, there is still no winner, which is a humiliation in itself.

Now, this will all be a thing of the past.

No matter she, nor the steam chariot, the evil mind master, or the eye of the giant tree, there is no need to worry about anything anymore.

Because Lord Pale Hand, one of the two evil kings, has arrived with a complete evil body...!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

! "

"Freedom! This is the smell of freedom!

! "

There were wounds on the body of the pale hand that could not be covered up, and blood was pouring out crazily.

But she turned a blind eye and clenched her five fingers fiercely, like an agitated person, tensing the muscles in her entire arm. The manic feeling of blood bursting out disrupted all laws within a thousand miles.

"For a hundred thousand years, I have endured this in that place where birds don't poop for a hundred thousand years!"

"Hahaha! Finally out! My lovely and pitiful people, why don't you welcome your king...kneel down! Kneel down for me? Who allowed you to stand there?!"

Peng! Peng! Peng! …

The evil words that penetrated the gold and cracked stone easily enveloped the entire battlefield.

At least one-tenth of the Taichu Evil Spirits, because they had no brains or were too seriously injured, were slow to react and did not kneel to the ground in time, thus turning into a fluffy blood mist.

The King of Darkness, who was the first to kneel on the ground, suddenly felt the endless chill sliding across his skin.

Right next to her, the headless predator was lying on the ground with his face facing the sky because of his serious injuries.

But the pale hand seemed to be very dissatisfied with this action. He casually clicked his finger and crushed the headless predator like a fly.

This was once... the top evil god!

Even after experiencing division and severe disability, the combat effectiveness is still intact.

But given time, she has every chance to return to her prime and reach the top again!

Just because of this reason, he was killed by the pale hand. The King of Dark Night developed more fear towards the King of Evil God whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Her power...seems to be different from before..."

"It seems to be more cruel in character?"

"No! No! Your Excellency seems to be injured!"

"Is this using dissatisfaction to secretly plunder the origin of evil spirits?!"

The King of Dark Night can detect this feature, and the origin of the natural disaster imprisoned in the fateful battle is even more clear.

Her face at the beginning still had a faint smile, and when she looked at Garuda, she seemed to be looking at a dead person.

However, when the pale hands crazily slaughtered the evil spirits of the beginning, the expression of the Origin Scourge changed again and again, with a faint cyan color.

"Natural disaster, you don't seem to be living a good life for a hundred thousand years..."

The pale hand sneered, "I thought that even if you didn't improve in strength, you could still turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain."

"I didn't expect that we would meet again after a hundred thousand years. You are so mutilated and pitiful!"

"You have a breakthrough?"

Separated from the laws of order, coupled with his physical disability, the Origin of Natural Disaster was unable to control his own judgment.

But the pale hand laughed loudly, and an overbearing and overbearing evil aura surged up:

"It seems that I am closer to the origin!"

"You are no longer qualified to be king. How about you kneel down and beg me for help?"

"What big spring and autumn dream are you doing?"

The Origin Scourge panted heavily, staring at the pale hand with murderous eyes.

"The result of enduring humiliation and hardship for a hundred thousand years is that you are so arrogant that you think you have no rivals in this world?"

"Hey, even if I don't make a breakthrough and just keep my original realm, I think I still have the ability to sweep away the extraordinary."

The pale hand has no face, only a dark voice, like the hissing of a poisonous snake:

"Now that I have made a breakthrough, apart from being at my mercy, is there any room for me to survive in this world?"

The origin of the natural disaster smiled, with a cold smile, like thousands of insects squirming on his face:

"You should know that transcendence is much older than you and I think."

"There is time to talk without shame, so why not wait until the dust settles before saying these words... Do you understand?"

"Forget it." The index finger of the pale hand pointed towards nothingness, and the field corresponding to the fateful battle disappeared in an instant.

"Then let me show you the grand scene that the Evil Spirit Tribe has longed for for so many years, come true in my hands."

"From today on, Chaoren will be the meat of our cattle and sheep. We will eat and drink as much as we can until we are extinct!"