National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

There was a burst of dazzling lights in the city, and the last group of people on the left wing quickly marched towards the battlefield of the last group of gods in Fusang and the alien monster race outside the city.

In the air-raid shelter, the top leaders of the right wing got together and finally discussed and decided to leave Fusang with their hundreds of thousands of magician troops and military supplies to invade and occupy the islands of other neighboring countries.

For example, some islands in the Southern China Region.

There are only two or three thousand people left on the left wing who are still fighting, while there are hundreds of thousands left on the right wing, but they choose to flee.

This is not a kind of sadness.

.....

Under the moonlight, the alien troop surrounded the human troop led by Shoichi Nishihara.

Instead of yielding, they chose to fight desperately.

Pooh!

Holding a samurai sword in one hand, Nishihara directly killed a super ten-star alien monster in front of him.

Biting cold air suddenly filled the entire battlefield, and the battle in the air was over.

The last eight gods of Fusang fell.

Huh~

The power of the gods kept pouring into Nishihara Shoichi's body, which was the last remaining power of the dead gods just now.

Xiang Nishihara kept waving the samurai sword in one hand, and his face was stained red with the blood of the alien monster race. Although his body had already reached its limit, his spirit was not.

A graceful figure appeared above the sky.

The air under his feet was frozen, and the Ice Demon King stood in the air watching everything that happened on the battlefield below.

Although the Ice Demon King is a monster from another world, he is a rare monster with a humanoid appearance. A pair of light blue demon eyes are covered with pale white frost.

The long white hair is shawl, and the sides of the cheeks are covered with a layer of scales made of ice.

The moonlight shone down, making the ice scale armor on the Ice Demon King's body look extraordinarily bright.

Shoichi Nishihara, who was fighting ordinary super monsters below, suddenly looked up at the Ice Demon King in the air.

There is no need to talk nonsense, the power of the gods in Xi Yuanxiang's body quickly condensed, and he planned to use all these powers to die with the Ice Demon King, or to seriously injure the other party.

Even if there is only one ending, it is not hesitating.

Because this is Fusang, his home.

A few ice demons with more than a dozen super-ranks wanted to go over to stop them, but the ice demon king stretched out his hand to stop them.

"It's a pity that such a strong man is killed, it's better to use it for us."

The figure of the Ice Demon King flashed, leaving only a light blue chill in the air.

But in the blink of an eye, she came to Shoichi Nishihara.

A penetrating cold air suddenly froze all the surrounding creatures except the alien monsters, including Nishihara Shoichi.

"If it's just a pure god, I might not be able to do anything about it, but if it's a human with the power of a god, there are still many ways for me to control it."

The ice demon king pointed his finger between the eyebrows of Shoichi Nishihara, and a wave of demon power belonging to the ice demon swarmed into Shoichi Nishihara's body and transformed his body into a monster from another world that could withstand all the power in his body. .

Two hours later, dozens of ships left Fusang.

The sea area that was originally blocked by the alien race was forcibly broken by the fleet of naval ships, but there was not even a left-wing Fusang on board.

Fusang Island freezes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding sea area is also eroded by cold air like the North Pole.

The place that was originally suitable for human survival has now become a paradise for monster races from other worlds.

Inside the palace of the Ice Demon King.

The palace made of ice stands on the crater that has completely turned into a snow mountain.

An ice sculpture stood in front of the Ice Demon King.

Click!

A crack appeared, and then the ice broke off piece by piece, revealing Shoichi Nishihara who had turned into an ice demon inside.

The clear eyes that originally belonged to humans are now covered by frost, and if you look carefully, you can find the demon eyes that have turned light blue under the frost.

Ice scales appeared on the cheeks, and the arms and hands were completely covered by ice scales.

The magic energy in his body condensed, and an ice scale armor appeared on his body.

Looking at Shoichi Nishihara, who already possessed the strength of a low-level protector, the Ice Demon King was very satisfied.

"Do you remember anything?"

Xiangyi Nishihara, who had been completely brainwashed, shook his head.

"Do you remember your name?"

Shoichi Nishihara still shook his head.

"Your name is Bingyuan, and you are the strongest existence in our ice demon clan other than me. Your mission is to follow me and other demon clan compatriots to take this planet and dedicate it to Lord Demon Emperor."

The Ice Demon King's tone was serious, and Xiangyi Xiyuan nodded heavily after hearing the words. At this moment, there was an emotion in his eyes that had never appeared before.

kill!

Fusang gods are almost completely wiped out.

Among the eight big countries, Fusang is the smallest, has the least number of people, and is the fastest to perish.

In the end, the remaining power left before the demise of the gods was piled up for Shoichi Nishihara, but it was in vain, and he made a wedding dress for the monster race from another world.

This is not a joke.

The most ridiculous thing is that almost all the kindest people are wiped out, while those evil people are now driving their greed and desire to reach out their claws to fellow human beings.

....

Eastern Magic Academy, in dormitory 324.

The dormitory was very quiet in the early morning.

There are almost no classes in the junior year, and even if there are classes, they don't necessarily go to them.

Usually Han Yi was the first to get up for a morning run, but today Ye Feng was the first to get up.

Sitting up and stretching.

Ye Feng turned on his laptop and prepared to play games.

However, a piercing bell sounded at this moment, interrupting Ye Feng's shaking before turning on the computer.

"Forehead?"

Li Mubai sat up in a daze, and couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the caller.

Blunted out is a sentence:

"Brothers, we seem to have come to live."

Three people:? ? ?

Li Mubai answered the phone, and it was the staff of the Demon Hunter Association who made the call.

In the only remaining villa stronghold of the Demon God Temple.

"Ghost, are you sure what you said is true?"

Ouyang Xue was a little excited and held the hands of the Phantom Ghost King, while the Phantom Ghost King had a haughty expression on his face.

"I'm the Phantom Demon King, and what I'm good at is deceiving people. The president of the City of Hope Demon Hunter Association has now become my puppet. Isn't it easy to find a way to get rid of those four guys? "

When the Phantom Demon King said this, his tone paused, and he asked with some doubts and incomprehension:

"Aren't they just four high-level magicians? Why are you so scared? If I make a move, it will only be a matter of waving my hands a few times."

"No, no, no, you don't understand, these four people have problems, and they have big problems."

Ouyang Xue quickly waved her hands, her face full of fear.

"Before you, there was a Three Plague Ghost who was probably stronger than you. I asked him to kill these four people. As a result, he never came back after he went there. He should have died if nothing happened.

Not only that, in the past, there were two demon gods in our demon temple, both of which were of your level, and they all died, at their hands. "

Ouyang Xue couldn't help clenching her fists as she spoke.

These bastards, I have to kill them sooner or later!