The blood mist that exploded from his body lingered in mid-air for a long time, and the energy contained in a top-level demon's body was undoubtedly terrifying. Normally, not to mention the blood mist, under the battle with the top-level demons, even the entire Thunder Dragon Kingdom would be razed to the ground.

And now, due to the large gap in physical fitness between the two sides, the tenth-ranked Demon Trofa Division under the Demon Throne was shot by Lin Zhi before he could vent his energy!

Lin Zhi turned around, his right palm was stained with a little blood, his eyes stared at the blood mist calmly, and he didn't say a word.

Whoosh.

The blood mist suspended in the air and began to converge into blood droplets little by little.

The droplets of blood drifted and condensed into blood, which flowed and turned into a human form, with a dark vortex stirring in its center.

The dark vortex soon spread to the entire pool of blood, and then the regeneration of skeletal muscles, skin and hair.

Soon, Trophath was back to his original form, standing on the flat ground that had been drained of dirt.

Lin Zhi's eyes showed a look of surprise.

The black hole that formed in Trofas's body just now was not just devouring blood and water, but even the body residues that had turned into dust in the air were also involved in it.

In other words, he is devouring the exploded self again, and regenerating into the original form!

"Is this the devouring power of the devil? Lin Zhi silently wrote it down in his heart.

In fact, Trophath does not represent the devouring power that the entire demon clan can use.

He can be said to be a figure standing at the apex of the Demon Realm, and this existence has almost developed a new path of his own power, far from being comparable to ordinary class demons.

Of course, Lin Zhi didn't know the status of the demon standing in front of him in the demon world.

He only knows that this product is so weak.

"How can there be an undead bone clan with such powerful physical functions!"

Trofath gasped, the Demon Clan couldn't achieve the near-incomprehensible immortality of the Immortal Bone Clan, and the round of self-devouring just now alone consumed nearly half of the energy in his body.

This practice also brought extremely serious hidden dangers to his body.

This time, it's a big loss!

Trophas's eyes lit up red, and he wanted to rush over and tear the undead to shreds now.

But reason tells itself that this is not realistic.

Lin Zhi's blow actually did not completely crush Trofasi's self-confidence.

The main power of the demons is never to fight each other head-on, and if all the matter of this heaven and earth is devoured and turned into its own strength, it is still possible for Trophase to reach its peak state in a short period of time.

He didn't think that he could be killed by the undead bone clan in an instant if he used all his strength.

But the point of the problem is that the immortal bone clan, damn it, immortal!

Unless it can be beaten into powder-level dust in a short period of time, others will be able to consume themselves to death.

And after eating Lin Zhi's punch and seeing the strength of Lin Zhi's physical functions, Trofasi knew that this was impossible!

Whoosh whoosh.

Four high-level demons flashed on both sides of Trofas, and their faces were completely devoid of the lightness they had at the beginning, replaced by a strong fear and fear.

What kind of character is Trofath?

That's an existence that can go head-to-head with the Demon King for up to three seconds!

And the body of this existence was actually blown up by the punch of the undead bone clan?

How could there be such a terrifying undead bone clan in the world?!

Trophath clenched his fists with both hands, and a trace of blood ran between his fingers.

The proximity of the four men did not make him feel the slightest reassurance, but rather a strong sense of shame.

As the supreme adult of the Demon Realm, he was actually blown up by a punch from an immortal bone clan, and this must not become the laughing stock of the entire Demon Realm?

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped into Trofasi's mind: how good would it be if the undead bone clan in front of him was not a mutant, and if it was like the other undead bone clans, its physical functions were weak, and it used the power of the curse of the regular rules, how good would it be?

As soon as such an idea was formed, it gushed out like a flood, so much so that Trofasi couldn't help but shout at Lin Zhi: "What a damn, why aren't you the kind of bone clan that normally uses the power of the curse!"

Lin Zhileng paused.

He was really a little stunned.

You've been brewing over there for so long, and you're making this strange request?

"Cursed power, are you talking about this......

This was the first time Lin Zhi had spoken to the demons.

He slowly spread out the palm of his right hand, "You have given me a little insight into the devouring power of demons, so this is a thank you gift." ”

Airplanes. Airplanes. Airplanes.

Wisps of white light spread out from Lin Zhi's right palm, like throwing a stone into the calm lake, and the surrounding dead trees, vines, tombstones, earth, and even air and space, everything rippled in circles.

The power of the curse was originally formless and colorless, but in Lin Zhi's hands, it turned into a substance visible to the naked eye!

"Real...... Materialized mana! This and this, this and this ......."

Trophath stiffened and couldn't move, watching as ripples of white light spread towards him, his eyes scarlet looking more like despair falling into the abyss.

He wanted to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, he wanted to slap himself twice, why should he be so observant and let the family use the power of the curse, however......

Ripples of white light had already touched his body.

"Super high-level curse, soul burial. ”

Airplanes.

The five demons lost all their ability to move in an instant, their eyes widened, and their faces still retained the terrified expression they had before they died.

Their bodies are intact, and even the flow of blood on the surface of their skin can be seen.

However, the soul inside has been completely buried, and only an empty shell remains.

Da!

The little bone was covered in black and yellow mud, and it raised the miniature version of the white bone's right palm in a decent manner, looking serious as if it was holding, expecting to be able to emit white light like a rake.

"Don't try, let's go. ”

Lin Zhi raised his hand and applied a curse of "seawater shower" to the small bone, cleaning the mud from its body.

Then, turn around and walk deeper into the graveyard.

Little Bone shook his head, shook off the water in his skull, and followed behind Lin Zhi step by step.

Airplanes.

Even Lin Zhi didn't notice that after they turned around and walked away, the place where the little bones were staying.

space, a small circle of fleeting ripples......