Before becoming a demon

【Chapter 040】Invincible Demon Immortal[Page 11]

There was nothing to see in the black flooded air, and the bright light emitted by Han Shuo's mace had disappeared at this time, Duan Chen's spiritual sense was not closed, and he had been searching for the surrounding movements, this ghost king was still entangled with the sharp nails on Han Shuo's mace, but he suddenly went here and there, Duan Chen was inevitably afraid that he would suddenly attack him.

The ghost king seemed to be annoyed, a black true qi floated in his hand, and instantly gathered into a round ball, the spikes came as scheduled, the ghost king roared, the black ball seemed to be attractive, and all of those spikes shot inside, and after entering, they were immediately submerged in black, and lost their brilliance in a moment.

Han Shuo's spikes lost their effectiveness, because at this time, all of them had lost power, the black qi in the ghost king's hand dissipated, and all the spikes fell into his hands, throwing them away casually, looking at the sky, and sneering: "Han Shuo, today we will have a good fight, it is not a shameful thing to die at your hands, but if you die in my hands, it will not be like this, and the entire cold dust will be destroyed." ”

"Really?" Han Shuo spread his words in the sky with his true qi, and the entire Cold Dust Valley could hear it clearly.

"Heaven and earth aura, for my use!" Han Shuo let out a loud roar again, and Duan Chen immediately felt that the aura around him was like a hurricane, all surging towards the sky.

"Boom!" There was such a loud sound, the black sky was like a thunderbolt out of thin air, a white lightning bolt crossed, the black faded, and the moon returned to Duan Chen's sight.

Han Shuo was floating in the air, and at this time, he was like a god descending from the earth, extremely powerful! The mace in his hand was pointed directly at the Ghost King, the Ghost King raised his head and looked at Han Shuo, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, with the move that Han Shuo made just now, the Ghost King knew in his heart that he would indeed not be his opponent. It's just that now he is in a dilemma, if he doesn't fight, the reputation of the ghost king will be burned.

Han Shuo didn't say much, his body bowed back, and the mace in his hand instantly became several zhang long, and the handle did not become larger, but the head of the stick was now like a huge sledgehammer under the shroud of the moonlight, extremely large. Han Shuo raised his hand behind him, and the mace stood proudly in the sky.

The Ghost King's eyes shrank rapidly, as he knew what Han Shuo was doing.

"Ahh Han Shuo seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the mace in his hand smashed towards the ghost king on the ground with a whistling.

Duan Chen was frightened, the power of this stick can be imagined, if it really fell on the ghost king, it would be strange if the ghost king was not smashed into a meat patty.

The mace with purple mangs is like a falling meteor, the speed is amazing, the ghost king knows in his heart that he has no ability to take it, but now there is no chance to escape, because the speed of this mace is indeed too fast, just at the moment when he thinks, the mace has reached the top of his head.

The word ghost king really makes sense. The sleeves of his shirt were flying, his hands were long, and a black true qi swirled between his palms......

"Boom!" The Ghost King's hand caught Han Shuo's mace, and after a loud bang, the Ghost King seemed to have been knocked into the ground, and the Ghost King himself was no longer visible in the same place.

The mace head sank deep into the ground, and that place had been smashed into a huge pit, but the ghost king was now gone, could it not be under the mace, or was it really as Duan Chen thought, the ghost king had now become a meat pie!

"Ahh The ghost king's sharp voice came, and the mace seemed to have received a huge impact, and it quickly rebounded back towards Han Shuo, who was still in the sky, without losing a single inch from the speed just now.

The Ghost King appeared, indeed, he was smashed into the ground just now, but he didn't become a meat pie, now his face was hideous, he looked like he was gritting his teeth, and looked at Han Shuo in the sky who was slightly leaning back because of the huge power on the mace before controlling his body. He said coldly, "Han Shuo, if you hurt one of my arms, I will destroy your whole door." ”

Hearing the Ghost King say this, Duan Chen saw clearly that the Ghost King's left wrist had been broken, and now there was only a bare arm left, without a palm.

Han Shuo laughed and said, "Ghost King, you deserve it, now I just want you to have a palm, but what I want next is your life." Han Shuo floated in the air, the huge mace in his hand was clubbed on the ground, and his tall figure became a little 'petite' against the backdrop of the huge mace! But the power is not diminished at all.

The Ghost King sneered sharply, "Really? I'm looking forward to it! Before he finished speaking, the man turned around on the spot and said loudly: "The secret method of witchcraft, become a demon with your body!" ”

Duan Chen frowned, turning his body into a demon, isn't this the secret method that Leng Zixi used last time?

The ghost king's swipe was like a cannonball, and his body arched and attacked straight towards Han Shuo. Han Shuo hurriedly withdrew his mace, and the mace instantly became the size it used to be. A twist, the mace turned in a circle in front of him, like a circular wall, and Han Shuo could only be seen vaguely through the moonlight, and the wall was like a barrier protecting Han Shuo.

When the Ghost King arrived at Han Shuo's side, when he saw the wall made of maces, he had no intention of moving forward, and his sound right hand poked out, and a black aura flashed, and his hand was no longer white, but became pitch black.

"Boom!" The Ghost King actually ignored Han Shuo's mace, and his right hand did not hesitate as if Han Shuo stabbed it. The sound just now was the sound of hands rubbing against maces.

Duan Chen originally thought that the ghost king would be like Leng Zixi, and he would become different after sacrificing his body to become a demon, it seems that becoming a demon with his body is indeed a secret method of the witch sect, but the person who uses it is different or the process is different.

After the ghost king's hand intersected with the mace. The mace in Han Shuo's hand was no longer turning, and the Ghost King's hand was also stagnant in the air, and the Ghost King's eyes turned blood-red in the blink of an eye.

How could Han Shuo wait for the Ghost King to use all of his body into demons. The mace in his hand shook, and the spikes that had just been grabbed and thrown away by the ghost king returned to where they should be.

The ghost king made a move, his blood-red eyes, his momentum of not fearing death, like a madman, his right hand frequently stabbed Han Shuo's vital parts, Duan Chen below seemed to have several more hands at this time, and the ghost king had become several, but no, there was only one ghost king, and there was only one hand, but Duan Chen would think that it was only because the ghost king's speed was too fast.

Han Shuo's speed was not slow, and the mace in his hand caught all the ghost king's stabbing hands, making a clanging sound.

In this way, the two fought for half an hour, and there was no winner or loser! The ghost king seemed to have lost his patience, and said loudly: "Thousands of troops! "Maybe this is another secret method in the witchcraft!

After the ghost king finished speaking, the person disappeared again, Han Shuo stood still, closed his eyes, and used his divine sense to perceive the place where the ghost king was hiding, Han Shuo frowned, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find out the location of the ghost king.

It's coming, the ghost king is coming! From, Sky! To be exact, it should not be the ghost king, but the soul controlled by the ghost king, countless souls, and a terrible voice came, which made people feel pity when they heard it.

Some of these spirits have swords in their hands, some have swords -- all kinds of weapons. The ghost king's sentence just now seems to be indeed worthy of its name.

The soul covered the sky and the sun, and the moonlight left Duan Chen again, and the reason was blocked by those black souls.

Han Shuo still had an indifferent attitude when he saw such a huge scene, and he casually offered a talisman in his hand, and said loudly: "Cold Dust Flying Divine Beast, come out!" ”

The spell turned into a flash of fire and vanished. But the next scene made Duan Chen, who was accustomed to seeing a huge momentum tonight, exclaim again.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The sound of chirping came from all directions, and the sky, which was originally only black, blue, and white, suddenly became gorgeous, because these birds, countless birds, their colors were colorful.

But there are some birds that he has never seen in Duan Chen, who grows in the mountains, and most of them, it seems that the Cold Dust Immortal Beast is indeed worthy of its reputation, there are countless divine beasts, so it seems that Han Shuo has not used all his strength just now, because the entire Cold Dust is now coming out with a dragon, and other famous divine beasts may just be watching this battle somewhere, not to the point of being forced to do so, they will not take it lightly, maybe a ghost king is not enough to let them come out!

The birds have gathered, and the sky, which had been somewhat bright, is now pitch black!

The Ghost King's army of thousands of horses is getting closer and closer to the flock of birds. "Boom!" The two armies finally intersected.

The terrible ghost cries and the screams of the injured birds in the flock converged, adding to the already solemn and solemn battlefield The tragic atmosphere of mourning and blood flowed all over the field.

After the two armies intersected, it didn't last long, just a moment, and I don't know how many birds fell because they lost their lives.

Blood! It's like a torrential rain in June, sprinkled on the Cold Dust Valley.

However, the Ghost King's soul battle group was not spared, because most of these birds and finches were not mortal and possessed a certain amount of mana.

The moonlight reappeared in the world, and now the birds in the sky completed their tasks and left, and most of their souls returned to the hands of the ghost king, and they returned to peace, as if the miserable battle just now had not happened.

Han Shuo moved again, taking advantage of the fact that the Ghost King had not eased up because he had just used such a force, he dragged the mace in his hand, changing his body, and came to the Ghost King's side in an instant, and the mace in his hand was used, and he used all his strength to smash it towards the Ghost King, who was still recovering his true qi.

The ghost king saw sweat on his forehead, and knew that it was difficult for him to deal with it as easily as before, so he had to resist with his left hand, which had broken his palm.

"Boom!" The stick and hand intersected, and the ghost king's hands were broken in unison, and Han Shuo used all his strength, the purpose was to kill with one blow. The Broken Ghost King's arm wasn't really the purpose.

"Ahh It was a sharp scream from the ghost king, and then the man could no longer support it, and quickly began to fall to the ground.

How could Han Shuo let go of such a good opportunity to kill the Ghost King, gathering all his strength in his hand again, the mace was used again, following the falling Ghost King, if this stick hit the Ghost King, the soul condensed in the Ghost King's body would be released, so that he could be reincarnated again.

Duan Chen smiled, as if he already knew the ending, no matter how high the mana of the Ghost King was, he was now in a catastrophe, he bent down and whispered to the flames: "Brother Flame, the show is over, let's go, so as not to cause trouble again." ”

"Hiss!" The flames screamed, then resolutely lifted their front feet, turned into a cloud of red smoke, and sped quickly towards the hill to the right, and now there was no one to intercept them.

The ghost king fell heavily to the ground, 'poof'! A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes widened, looking at Han Shuo, who was getting closer and closer to him, as if he wanted to see who killed him clearly, but there was not the slightest fear on his face, let alone regret.

Han Shuo's mace first came to the Ghost King's eyes, and with one inch left, the Ghost King would disappear from the rivers and lakes, and the Dao Buddha would also have one less fierce opponent.

"Nail!" Han Shuo's mace reached the Ghost King's forehead, but Han Shuo's eyes quickly gathered, because the mace did not hit the Ghost King's forehead, but stayed on a branch.

Twig! The power of Han Shuo's stick just now could be imagined, but it was caught by a tree branch in front of him.

The man holding the branch in his hand, with snow-white sideburns and a white dress, looks particularly mysterious under the shroud of the moonlight. The man's face seemed to be so dry that there was no flesh, and his eyes had protruded so deeply. It's just that the mana is so terrifying!

The man's branch shook, and Han Shuo's mace detached.

Han Shuo was unwilling, and the mace hit the man, and the branches seemed to be alive in the man's hands, and a few "brushes" forced Han Shuo to have no room to make a move. A huge True Qi suddenly emerged from the branches, but this True Qi could not be seen, it was only sensed by Han Shuo, and Han Shuo hurriedly used True Qi to resist.

Han Shuo took a few steps back, because the person's true qi just now was like a torrent, and Han Shuo had no power to parry.

The man no longer loved to fight, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the ghost king on the ground, turned into a white shadow, and disappeared.

Han Shuo said loudly: "Who is the master, why do you want to save a person who has countless sins. ”

"It's very simple, my apprentice, I will decide whether to live or die." I didn't know where the voice came from, and even those with mana as strong as Han Shuo didn't know, and the man continued: "Me! I have forgotten my name, but I know that the world calls me 'Demon Fairy'! ”

Han Shuo showed an unbelievable look, and the doubts in his heart came like a tide. Demon Fairy! This is supposed to be a legendary character.

Duan Chen, who had already reached the top of the cliff, looked back at the cold dust that was now silent, only to see Han Shuo's lonely figure standing there. He who lost the momentum of the world just now, now he feels a little more depressed!