The meat pile demon king's voice fell, and I saw a flea the size of a fly slowly flying from the back he had just scratched, and it also gave birth to wings, and the pair of wings were a bit like beetle wings, black and shiny, it seemed that there were all kinds of strange things in this place. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The big flea that could only fly got the order, and flew away in an instant, and I don't know where it went, but in less than a few seconds, these four layers slowly covered a layer of enchantment, which looked very powerful, and there were colorful spiritual power lights circulating on it.

The bastard king saw that the enchantment had been arranged, and immediately began to attack, only to see him move his lips, opening his mouth to a strange width, and then his throat screamed rhythmically, those sound waves seemed to have become tangible, opened his eyes and looked carefully, he could see that those sound waves shook the surrounding air and moved, and a sound of explosion sounded one after another, and all the items in these four layers were instantly blown into dust, only He Zhousheng emitted a green mist, circling around him, strictly protecting him, Standing peacefully in the shattered dust, as if nothing had happened.

The bastard Wang saw that he was unharmed under his own sonic explosion attack, and he was shocked and a little annoyed at the same time, just now he had already used seventy or eighty percent of his spiritual power, and he thought that this team of outsiders would be blown into a pile of flesh and blood by his own sound waves in an instant, but he didn't want this alien demon spirit to stand here so unharmed, his own spiritual power was counted, in the past tens of thousands of years, except for the king, he had never encountered anyone who could be okay under his own sound wave explosion, not only that, The bastard king looked at the good dream and the Sultan in the enchantment, and his heart became even more angry, not only did this not crush the outsider, but even his companions were able to stay in his protective enchantment unharmed, doesn't this seem that he is too weak? Wouldn't these tens of thousands of years of prestige be ruined?

The bastard king was angry, his face turned red, as soon as he was excited, the flesh on his body trembled, shaking rapidly, and the large pile of meat shook up and down like waves, which looked funny, but the next thing was not so funny, I saw that the bastard king opened his mouth wide, and screamed loudly with all his strength, obviously using all his strength.

At this time, except for the three Sultans and the Bastard King himself, the other four layers of enchantment were already empty, and the screams of the bastard king hit the black fog on He's body and the enchantment around the Sultan, and even the enchantment on the fourth floor, so that the fourth floor and even the royal tower seemed to shake slightly, if there was no protective enchantment, it is estimated that the royal tower and even the ancient city would probably be blown into powder at this moment.

Soon, such a high-pitched scream shattered the barrier that protected the Sultan and Meng, fortunately, He added a layer of green mist in time, otherwise, the Sultan and Dream were afraid that they would return to the west, and the Sultan couldn't help but be a little nervous, the scream of the bastard king continued, it seemed to be longer and more stable than the breath of those soprano singers, and I don't know how long this scream could last, and now the bastard king's face was slightly red, but seeing that He's green mist enchantment was also slowly fluctuating, and slowly thinning......

The Sultan couldn't help but get nervous in his heart, praying that this green mist barrier must withstand the sonic explosion of the bastard king, if he couldn't resist it, or if it broke a second earlier than the bastard king's scream, then his own group would end up here......

But it seems that depending on the situation, he still shouldn't die, seeing that the bastard king has been a little unable to hold on to screaming for so long, his face has been suffocated to red, and his breath has begun to be very unstable, as if he will soon be unable to hold on, but although the green mist enchantment has also become much thinner, there is only a thin layer of faint smoke at this moment, but judging by the speed at which the green mist dissipated before, this green mist enchantment should still be able to last longer than the bastard king.

Sure enough, after a while, the bastard king couldn't hold it anymore, and he screamed hoarsely for the last time, and then trembled violently a few times, and the voice fell silent, and then some blood slowly flowed out of the bastard king's seven orifices.

At this time, the surrounding enchantment also disappeared, and I only heard a long sigh in mid-air: "Alas, if you can't win, why force it, this seven orifices are damaged, but I have to break a recovery pill, fortunately, the spirit body is not destroyed, otherwise there will be a lack of a king in my royal mansion to protect it."

At this time, the voice that came down from above the fifth floor sounded again: "King, leave it to me, I will definitely let these outsiders not be able to leave my fifth floor."

The voice before said leisurely: "Maybe, don't be too conceited and let yourself lose."

The fifth-layer one obviously didn't believe it, and said dissatisfiedly: "How could I lose, does the king really look down on me so much?" I haven't faced an opponent in 30,000 years. ”

The previous voice did not speak again, and fell completely silent, as if it had disappeared.

The one on the fifth floor didn't get a response, he was a little dissatisfied, and he had nowhere to go, so he had to shout again: "Hey, those outsiders, don't come up quickly, come up and sit on the fifth floor, let my waiter pour you a cup of the best spiritual dew Hehe, enjoy it before you die, and then let you go on the road with peace of mind."

He glanced at Sultan and Meng, withdrew the Blue Mist Enchantment, and said, "Let's go up, so that we can go back to the Spirit Realm as soon as possible."

Sultan and Dream nodded, walked a few steps and followed He, who led her up to the stone elevator on the fifth floor.

Behind him, he could still hear the voice of the fifth-floor who was extremely dissatisfied because he heard what He said: "Yo, do you still want to go back to your spiritual realm?" I advise you not to dream, stay on my fifth floor and don't think about going back. ”

He didn't bother to pay attention to the voice, and went straight up to the fifth floor with the Sultan and Meng, at this time there were already two extremely good-looking white-clothed waiters waiting at the entrance of the fifth floor, and the Sultan came down to the stone slab, and just stepped on the ground of the fifth floor, the two white-clothed waiters greeted him, and said respectfully: "It is really not easy for a few guests to come here, our host wants us to pick you up and take a seat in the guest hall, take a good rest, drink some spiritual dew, and ask a few to come with us." As he spoke, he bent down and made a gesture of invitation, and without waiting for the Sultan to answer, he turned and led the way.

He took the Sultan and Dream to follow unhurriedly, the pattern of the fifth floor is different from the lower four floors, the lower four floors are extremely simple several huge halls, and there is no arrangement and furnishings, go straight inside to find the king who is stationed on the floor, but the fifth floor is very different, the fifth floor not only has many rooms of different sizes, but also each room is extremely delicate and gorgeous, even the various furnishings are exquisite and beautiful, and the furnishings and arrangements of each room are in the same style, perfectly combined, making people feel like a paintingFrom this environmental arrangement, it can be seen that the king of the fifth floor is a very tasteful and has a high style of life, but I don't know what it will be like to see the deity?