The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

Xu Qinghuan suddenly understood what Xia Yi was going to do.

Xia Yi borrowed the devil's power. No, it can't be said to be borrowed, but the power that already exists in her body!

The true identity of the brave man who is known as the last hope of mankind is actually a demon, but he, the demon king, is an out-and-out human being. It is really ironic, so ironic that Xu Qinghuan would have burst into laughter if he were not in a life-or-death situation.

At this moment, the manic power in Xia Yi's body was about to devour her. The demonic features in her disappeared, reappeared and disappeared again. She suppressed that power and barely maintained her sanity, always on the verge of losing control.

Xu Qinghuan recalled the meaning of Xia Yi's words. Yes, he would indeed not die at the hands of others, because Xia Yi had already made up his mind to kill himself, the biggest threat to mankind, before he completely lost control. She committed suicide with the holy sword that had killed countless demons under her hands.

The last demon the hero killed turned out to be herself.

The golden light of the holy sword was fighting fiercely against the black flames. The black flames gradually fell into the disadvantage, and the golden light gradually spread to Xia Yi's entire arm. Her sword-holding hand was burned by the golden light. She endured the severe pain and raised her sword again.

What she never told Xu Qinghuan was that the reunion between the two in this world was purely accidental, and they just wanted to find a place to live an ordinary life.

Unfortunately, some responsibilities cannot be removed once shouldered.

She was about to degenerate into a devil, and even the Holy Sword was resisting her power. She looked at the scarred Xu Qinghuan in front of her, the only guy she could barely call a friend in half her life.

Xia Yi closed her eyes and waved the holy sword.

Suddenly her body froze, a pair of strong arms suddenly hugged her body, and the faint smell of the man's smoke came from the tip of her nose.

"Don't make trouble." Xu Qinghuan said softly in Xia Yi's ear.

Wang Xichao, who was kneeling on the ground, noticed the two people hugging each other and thought to himself that the rumors in the school were indeed not groundless.

Xia Yi was stunned and was hugged by Xu Qinghuan at a loss. This is the first time in her life that she has been hugged by someone. In the past, she was a tall and brave warrior wearing armor. Everyone respected her and did not even dare to approach her. Before that, she was an inconspicuous bread maker in the slums of the royal capital. , no one noticed.

At this moment, the manic power in her body became calm, and the burning pain in her hands disappeared.

The two of them hugged each other like this for an unknown amount of time. Wang Xichao, who was standing aside, was a little embarrassed and coughed twice, reminding him that he was still here.

"Brother Xu! Sister Xia Yi!"

A familiar loud voice came, and the dusty Wednesday rushed towards the two of them, panting heavily.

"Hey, did I come at the wrong time?" Wednesday said that, but he still came forward.

"Damn you!" Xu Qinghuan let go of Xia Yi, picked up the steel pipe on the ground and was going to beat this unreliable teammate, "I asked you to call for support. It's either windy or rainy, and you can disappear for me to play with." Bar!"

Xu Qinghuan's injuries had completely recovered unconsciously.

Wednesday hurriedly avoided Xu Qinghuan's offensive, complaining endlessly: "I lost my way as soon as I went out. I felt like I had encountered a ghost and couldn't get around. I was really worried about the safety of my two teammates and ran away again. return."

Xu Qinghuan was also tired, threw away the steel pipe and sat on the ground. Wednesday's words are somewhat credible, just like Xia Yi once said at the dock that the entire dock is covered by a mysterious realm, and people inside can't get out and people outside can't get in.

"Hey, isn't this classmate Wang? What a coincidence that you are here too?" Wednesday noticed Wang Xichao on the side and greeted him.

"Holy shit! Why is my car here!" Zhou Zhou recognized the convertible sports car next to Wang Xichao. He stepped forward to remove the gravel from the car in distress, knelt on the ground and wailed: "This is a limited edition of mine. I'm rich. You can’t even buy my car!”

Being reminded like this on Wednesday, Xu Qinghuan wondered why Wang Xichao showed up here driving Wednesday's car.

"Xiao Wang, why did you come here?"

Wang Xichao was about to answer, but was interrupted by Wednesday: "Did you drive my car?"

Wang Xichao looked into Wednesday's eyes, feeling dazed for a while, and murmured: "I heard that the target of your mission this time was my father's colleague. I thought he should know about my father, so I bought a ticket and flew I came over to the hotel and followed him, and I happened to meet Wednesday’s housekeeper who was delivering his car, so I drove over to find him.”

"It's reasonable! It's very reasonable! I did have my private plane fly my car over today. No matter which city I go to, I can't live without my car." After saying that, Wednesday looked at the deformed front of the car and took out his mobile phone. I called the phone and it seemed like I was looking for someone to fix the car.

Xu Qinghuan didn't care much about this matter. The restless demonic power in Xia Yi's body beside him had been absorbed by him, which was easy for him as the demon king. However, after Xia Yi returned to normal, she still stood there stupidly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xu Qinghuan walked up to Wang Xichao and patted him on the shoulder without saying too much words to comfort him.

He understood the young man's psychology very well at this time. On the one hand, there was the joy of getting revenge, and on the other hand, there was the regret of not being able to kill the enemy with his own hands.

Rows of car lights approached in the distance, and Zhao Li led people from the branch to clean up the battlefield.

Xu Qinghuan stayed away from the crowd, leaning against the wall and smoking alone, looking at the moon in the sky lonely.

Absorbing the demonic power from Xia Yi allowed Xu Qinghuan to regain a lot of strength. In the eyes of the rest of the people, he was ordinary, but now he had unparalleled power, far more terrifying than the gods.

Different from the past, this demonic power comes from Xia Yi, which is equivalent to him absorbing the power of a powerful native demon. Although this power cannot be restored, it will not pass over time like before.

He is now a real demon king. As long as he is willing to snap his fingers, he can kill everyone present, including the weak Xia Yi. With this start-up capital, he can crazily create fear in the city to regain his strength. Chicken and egg will lay eggs, and maybe he can become the king of the world again in two days.

"Would you like to rob the bank again? I don't know if the foreign devil said he would help me pay off my credit card." Xu Qinghuan scratched his head.