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"You can't live! Dior, I'm going to kill you! ”

The heavenly demon trembled with anger, Dior's ostentatious behavior made him extremely angry, his handsome face was distorted, and his demonic power was monstrous, which was a little demonic.

If he is not angry and compares his appearance with Dior, he feels that Dior is the real demon, and he is just a righteous human being.

"There's something wrong with the appearance of the Heavenly Demon Lord!"

Others rarely have the opportunity to contact the Heavenly Demons, and they don't know enough about the character of the Heavenly Demons, but if they can take the mission to the Dog Demon Clan, they naturally have a status and have more opportunities to meet the Heavenly Demons.

He must have wanted others to know more about their leader.

How could that gentle, gentle-tempered man not be able to control his emotions today?

Standing at the height of the Heavenly Demon Lord, there shouldn't be such strong mood swings!

But the other tengu didn't know it, and they were angry and shouting.

"Heavenly Demon, kill him!"

"Just a dog demon who also wants to go against my Tengu clan? It's looking for death! ”

"Lord Heavenly Demon is just playing with you, if I really want to kill you, one finger is enough!"

Hearing the shouting from afar, Dio sneered, and his scarlet eyes radiated golden light, sweeping over.

"Cracked eyes!"

The blood-colored liquid erupted, clinging to a powerful ripple immortal force, and burst out with powerful energy, spanning thousands of kilometers, beyond the speed of sound, in an instant.

Before they could react, the few who shouted the most were immediately cut in half and fell down wailing.

Flesh and blood multiply, immortal power erosion, they are too far away from Dior, struggling to resist, but they will soon die.

The survivors around him were drenched in cold sweat, their bodies frozen, and it was terrible, it was a brush with death.

The strong should not be humiliated, sometimes they don't care about the attitude of others, but sometimes they don't care about crushing a few bugs to death.

"Die!"

The Heavenly Demon immediately seized this opportunity to attack, with a demonic aura, sharp teeth and claws, long hair dancing wildly, and a smooth flesh-colored demon horn sticking out from each side of his forehead.

His ten fingers were covered with demonic power and a layer of black-and-red hard armor, which looked like they were hard, and when Dio turned his head to attack his people, he slashed at his chest to pull out Dio's heart.

"Huh?"

Dio turned his head, his eyes were quickly recovering, there was no vision, but the other perceptions were the first to discover the sneak attack of the Heavenly Demon.

He stood still, letting the Heavenly Demon's hands pass through his chest.

"Haha!"

The Heavenly Demon was excited, and had already pinched Dior's beating heart, and his other hand pierced his lungs and came out of his body.

But...

At the same time that he succeeded, Dior also succeeded.

"Smack!"

The broad palm firmly clasped the Heavenly Demon's right arm, and Dio stretched out his right hand, wrapped around the Heavenly Demon's waist, and hugged him tightly in front of him.

He felt the Heavenly Demon's body, except for his fingers, and there was no feeling of being strengthened.

The Heavenly Demon has long been going all out, and now such a vision appears, flashy, but a little disappointing for Dior.

To be honest, the Heavenly Demon is indeed very strong, and his current strength is several points stronger than the previous four people combined, which puts a lot of pressure on Dior and helps him to reach a higher level.

However, Dior always felt that something was wrong.

The master of a small world, just such a little strength?

Don't you need to use my Hejia, my electromagnetic application, my time stop, my system?

No, the strength of the Heavenly Demon is definitely more than that.

Just the rules of space should be more than that small means of teleportation.

Dio was a little confused, but not entangled.

It doesn't matter if you use it or not, since you don't expose your true strength, then let me die here!

"You lowly dog demon, damn bastard, bug-like thing, let me go!"

The Heavenly Demon continued to struggle, howling wildly, and his unrestrained left hand retracted into Dio's chest, constantly releasing demonic power, tearing at the organs in Dio's body and eroding his cells.

But it was useless, Dio was unmoved, he didn't feel the pain at all, and the scarlet eyes that had just recovered stared straight at him.

"Cracked eyes!"

Holding the Heavenly Demon in their arms, the posture of the two is beautiful, like partners who have just finished dancing.

But at this time, the rays released in Dior's eyes were chilling.

Flesh and blood multiply, immortal power erosion, they are too far away from Dior, struggling to resist, but they will soon die.

The survivors around him were drenched in cold sweat, their bodies frozen, and it was terrible, it was a brush with death.

The strong should not be humiliated, sometimes they don't care about the attitude of others, but sometimes they don't care about crushing a few bugs to death.

"Die!"

The Heavenly Demon immediately seized this opportunity to attack, with a demonic aura, sharp teeth and claws, long hair dancing wildly, and a smooth flesh-colored demon horn sticking out from each side of his forehead.

His ten fingers were covered with demonic power and a layer of black-and-red hard armor, which looked like they were hard, and when Dio turned his head to attack his people, he slashed at his chest to pull out Dio's heart.

"Huh?"

Dio turned his head, his eyes were quickly recovering, there was no vision, but the other perceptions were the first to discover the sneak attack of the Heavenly Demon.

He stood still, letting the Heavenly Demon's hands pass through his chest.

"Haha!"

The Heavenly Demon was excited, and had already pinched Dior's beating heart, and his other hand pierced his lungs and came out of his body.

But...

At the same time that he succeeded, Dior also succeeded.

"Smack!"

The broad palm firmly clasped the Heavenly Demon's right arm, and Dio stretched out his right hand, wrapped around the Heavenly Demon's waist, and hugged him tightly in front of him.

He felt the Heavenly Demon's body, except for his fingers, and there was no feeling of being strengthened.

The Heavenly Demon has long been going all out, and now such a vision appears, flashy, but a little disappointing for Dior.

To be honest, the Heavenly Demon is indeed very strong, and his current strength is several points stronger than the previous four people combined, which puts a lot of pressure on Dior and helps him to reach a higher level.

However, Dior always felt that something was wrong.

The master of a small world, just such a little strength?

Don't you need to use my Hejia, my electromagnetic application, my time stop, my system?

No, the strength of the Heavenly Demon is definitely more than that.

Just the rules of space should be more than that small means of teleportation.

Dio was a little confused, but not entangled.

It doesn't matter if you use it or not, since you don't expose your true strength, then let me die here!

"You lowly dog demon, damn bastard, bug-like thing, let me go!"

The Heavenly Demon continued to struggle, howling wildly, and his unrestrained left hand retracted into Dio's chest, constantly releasing demonic power, tearing at the organs in Dio's body and eroding his cells.

But it was useless, Dio was unmoved, he didn't feel the pain at all, and the scarlet eyes that had just recovered stared straight at him.

"Cracked eyes!"

Holding the Heavenly Demon in their arms, the posture of the two is beautiful, like partners who have just finished dancing.

But at this time, the rays released in Dior's eyes were chilling.