The Ultimate Strongman (Text 612.Chapter 612) Text, please enjoy!

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Being able to kill the late-stage demon clan in an instant, you can imagine what a powerful existence it is, you don't have to think about it, this is by no means an ordinary pseudo-saint-level demon clan, but a terrifying peerless powerhouse in disguise.

"Can you run?" Cheng Yang said lightly, and punched out again, and three faint cyclones radiated from his fists respectively, splitting into three different directions and hitting the three Lie Xiang who were teleporting.

Knock knock!

Three muffled sounds, followed by three neat screams.

The reaction of the three of Lie Xiang was not unpleasant, and they teleported when they heard the words of the night wind, but it was already too late.

As soon as the teleportation light flickered, it was squeezed out by the supreme fist, and then it fell to the ground covered in blood, from the soul to the godhead, all of which were shattered into pieces by Cheng Yang's punch.

It was extremely difficult to kill the Holy Rank powerhouse, but under Cheng Yang's punch, the three true gods were no different from ordinary people, and they directly evaporated from the world.

Moreover, Cheng Yang's punch also contained the severed divine power, which directly blocked the final way for the three true gods to decompose and return to the divine origin.

Night Wind's face changed drastically, and he was so frightened that he almost cried out.

Cheng Yang's strength was far beyond his imagination, at least he was also a Creator-level Saint Rank, how could such a character be disguised as a lowest-level pseudo-Saint Rank demon.

"Who are you? Is it a human race or which race? You cross the demon clan powerhouse, and kill my god clan powerhouse, we will never let you go. The night breeze shouted fiercely.

His face was unusually pale, and although he shouted threatening words, his steps involuntarily moved backwards.

Cheng Yang looked at the night breeze expressionlessly.

Suddenly, Night Wind's heart sank, and in the time of this sentence, he sent out more than a hundred spiritual information to ask for help from the more advanced powerhouses of the gods and demons.

But without exception, all of these spiritual messages were bounced back by a powerful artistic conception force.

Not only could the message not be sent, but even the teleportation induction, the night wind was completely lost, otherwise he would have fled for his life in the first place.

This means that long before they came here, they had unconsciously stepped into the artistic conception of Chengyang, but the four of them didn't realize anything, this person was terrifying whether it was scheming or supernatural powers.

Cheng Yang walked towards the night breeze step by step, and the artistic conception of yin and yang life and death had already bloomed, but as his magical powers became stronger and stronger, the artistic conception was also undergoing profound changes.

The artistic conception of yin and yang life and death is no longer concrete, but has become silent, unconscious, and more hidden, even if it is the same creator-level existence, it is difficult to find this kind of artistic conception attack without warning.

What kind of power will the artistic conception that can be invisible have?

"I dare to kill both the demon clan and your god clan, apart from the human race, which race do you think I am?" Cheng Yang's faint voice sounded, at this moment he was still using a cold puppet, so his voice became extremely sharp, as if he was about to pierce the sky.

The night wind forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and cheered up and said: "The top powerhouses of the human race are trapped in the blockade line by us, how can anyone run out? Not to mention that you alone will not be able to break through the blockade line! Although we are on the periphery of the battlefield here, whether it is the god race or the demon race, there are law lord level powerhouses in charge, even if you are the creator of the human race, it is impossible to please you, you have killed me, you have left clues, and the power of my god race will definitely arrest you in the heavenly prison!"

"Isn't it terrifying?" Cheng Yang was unmoved, "My purpose is not to challenge all the powerhouses of your two clans alone, I just want to see where the bottom line of the agreement between the Protoss and the Demon Clan is, for example, if I kill you, oh no, it is this puppet named Desolate Concubine who kills you, or dies with you, will it detonate the full-scale outbreak of the Protoss and the Demon Clan!"

Ye Feng's face turned white in an instant, this human race is really sinister, if it is just the friction between the pseudo-saint-level demon clan and the ordinary true god, maybe the high-end powerhouses of the two clans can still hold it down, but what if it is the demon clan and the true god in the late stage of the holy order?

Night Wind didn't dare to imagine the consequences of the battle between the two races, not to mention that this fuse had to be completed tragically by itself.

But who knows if there are even crazier ideas in front of this human race.

The gods and demons have no basis for cooperation, and there is a lot of friction between the two races, but because of the agreement of the main god, they are desperately forbearing, this matter is like an unstable bomb, or a fuse, sooner or later all contradictions will be detonated.

Thinking of this, Night Wind's face became distorted, as a true god in the late stage of the Holy Order, he called for wind and rain, but at this moment, there was a feeling of powerlessness.

"Terran, even if I blow myself up, I won't let your plot succeed!" Night Wind suddenly screamed, and a tragic artistic conception instantly erupted from him, about to turn into an earth-shattering explosion.

"Don't be impatient, Lord Nightwind. Cheng Yang was indifferent, just lightly, "You are an important flag in my hand, you died in the hands of the demon clan's holy rank powerhouse, the desolate concubine, how can you expose yourself to death? ”

With a finger, the will that Night Wind had just condensed was instantly shattered, and the ubiquitous but unmanifested River of Life and Death turned into countless invisible ropes, firmly trapped on Night Wind's body.

A few years ago, Night Wind was still an opponent at the same level as Hualong, Yajie and others, and Cheng Yang still needed to fight hard to defeat, but at this moment, in Cheng Yang's eyes, Night Wind was already a baby-like powerless resistance.

Night Wind's heart was beating violently, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, in front of Cheng Yang, he was like a puppet, not only could not escape, but even death was impossible, this was the real helplessness of life and death.

But in the next moment, Ye Feng's expression changed to Mu Ran, and the artistic conception of yin and yang life and death had already turned him into a puppet.

Subsequently, Cheng Yang had another puppet of the desolate concubine, and two thoughts were issued, and the two puppets immediately used their magical powers to fight desperately.

Cheng Yang didn't pay attention to the two puppets, and used the cold puppet body as usual, running towards the demon camp outside the blockade line.

After crossing the Huangfei and Leng Yan, Cheng Yang also knew the memories of the two of them, and knew the situation on the periphery of the battlefield of the blockade line well.

The battle between the two puppets will take some time, but it will happen to end together when the stronger men of the two races arrive, pushing the outbreak of contradictions to the peak, and there is no proof of death, creating the best impetus for the outbreak of contradictions between the two races.

Although he will lose two puppets of the late stage of the Holy Rank because of this, with Cheng Yang's current strength, he doesn't care at all, if in order to enhance his strength, he needs more of a Creator-level puppet.

The gods and demons each have a law master-level powerhouse on the periphery of the battlefield, and there are many creator-level powerhouses, and these creator-level true gods or demon clans are the real targets of Chengyang.

Not far ahead is the place where the demon clan is.

The periphery of the battlefield is outside the blockade line, far less intense than the core of the battlefield, and the Protoss and the Demon Clan are more like two distinct positions, not communicating with each other.

However, compared to the gorgeous dormitories and shrines of the Protoss, the camp of the Demon Clan is relatively simple, with only a few demon halls.

After all, the demon clan is not as clean as the god clan in terms of living conditions, even if it is a seventh-order or eighth-order god clan, it needs a dormitory, and for the demon clan, as long as there is a place like a dot to live.

Cheng Yang counted the time, and as he walked, he sensed the violent explosion sound coming from the clearing, which was the movement generated when the two puppets of the desolate concubine and the night wind fought to the peak.

The battle of the supernatural powers of the two late-stage powerhouses of the Holy Rank attracted the attention of the two camps of the God Race and the Demon Race, and countless shocked eyes turned to the center of the battle.

In just an instant, hundreds of ghostly lights flickered, and the gods and demons had their own Saint-level powerhouses heading straight to the place of battle, wanting to see what was going on.

A moment later, dozens of roaring voices rang out from the clearing.

"Wild Concubine, Night Wind, why are you fighting, do you want to fight hard? Stop, have you forgotten the agreement between the Lord God? You will all be punished heavily. ”

"Ah, here are the corpses of our Protoss, it must have been done by your Demon Clan, you Demon Clan actually attacked our Protoss, despicable and shameless, I want to kill all of you filthy guys!"

"Fart, which eye did you see that our demon clan had sneak attack? It is clear that your god clan wanted to sneak attack our demon clan and was killed by the desolate concubine of my demon clan, you are not angry, so you came to chase and kill the desolate concubine again, do you want to be ashamed?"

"Demon clan, I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, a group of creatures who can only advance to the pseudo-holy level by devouring, may my lord's divine flame purify you!"

"Protoss, you race that is holy on the surface but dirty in secret, full of male thieves and prostitutes, should have been exterminated a long time ago. ”

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Among the noisy sounds, the most intense were the roars of the two puppets, the Desolate Concubine and the Night Wind.

"Demon Clan, you dare to sneak attack my God Clan, I will break you into ten thousand pieces. ”

"Protoss, it was you who wanted to kill my demon clan first, and I will die with you!"

The angry voices became more and more intense, connected together, and it was no longer possible to distinguish who was who said it, and the sound of fighting became more and more intense, gradually spreading from the two puppets to everyone.

"Stop it, you bastards!"

Several unusually loud voices shouted angrily at the same time, immediately suppressing everyone's voices, and then, several extremely powerful auras flew out of the camp of the Protoss and Demon Clans, rushing towards the land of strife.

It's time, just in time for the creator-level powerhouse to see this scene! Cheng Yang thought to himself, and launched a self-destruct command against the two puppets at the same time.

Rumble!

Two pillars of blazing light rose from the Land of Strife!

Then, a violent and incomparably loud sound came from the direction of the two major puppets, which was mixed with the frightened cries of many gods and demons, and the powerhouses of the two late stages of the holy rank actually used self-explosion at the same time. ^_^

(Zilang Literature)