Demonic energy is flowing energy. They poured out from a space-time hole in the Five Elements Mountains in the far east that connected to the Yellow Springs Hell, and spread to every corner of the earth. In this case, there will be a situation where the concentration of demonic qi is average in some places, and in some places it is particularly strong.

And in the especially rich and deep demonic aura environment here, a demon king like Abaddon came into being. In other words, the insect-type demon race that is good at erupting "demonic mist" came into being; One of the most terrifying ones, after destroying the former demon king in the past life of tranquility, became the new demon king and filled the vacancy.

"First Samuel used toxins to attack, and then Abaddon directly aroused evil thoughts in people's ......hearts."

On the way towards Abaddon's qi, Wang Chao also shook his head secretly.

Toxin? Evil thought?

gave Wang Chao the feeling that these demon kings had become more targeted at her after An Ning's screening again and again. Abandon the use of force to target, "optimize" more unsolvable means.

You must know that even the Monkey King of Super Saiyan will be simply knocked down by a viral heart attack.

Captain Kenyu's body exchange superpower that goes straight to the essence of the soul, even a strong man like Sun Wukong has no room for resistance, and the move means that the battle is over.

Although An Ning is protected by the bound gossip furnace, it is true that he will not be killed by poison and evil thoughts, but it seems that there is nothing more to it. But Wang Chao is different.

The golden mark he received from the dragon god old man naturally had the property of protecting him from demonic energy; He was almost poisoned to death after coming to this era, and then this dragon-shaped mark added a little hobby of eating toxins, making Wang Chao invulnerable.

"So fast!" An Ning followed Wang Chao's side and thought in surprise. The white aura wrapped around the two of them split through the turbid air of the demonic qi and flew straight in the direction of Abaddon's qi. "What happened when he was unconscious? After waking up, he was able to absorb such a huge amount of demonic qi into his body...... Won't it get out of control? ”

"It's so weak." Wang Chao, who was half a body ahead and galloped in mid-air, was secretly frowning. "It's a far cry from the full range of skills I've honed in Yamothy...... If Yamoxi, who has undergone at least a hundredfold self-weight cultivation technique, could have seven or eight hundred thousand combat strength, I would only have one hundred or sixty thousand at most! ”

Wang Chao's most ontological combat power has always been stuck at about two or three hundred, and it is difficult to break through the shackles of the earthling's body.

A wooden stick and a fulcrum may be able to pry up a small dirt slope, but trying to pry up a Himalayan mountain range is obviously a fool's talk. Wang Chao's demonic transformation is actually to use his own skills as a stick and the profound martial arts realm as the fulcrum to pry up a mountain called demonic energy; And the mark given by the old man of the dragon god is a barrier to prevent the pryed up hill from rolling back and crushing Wang Chao......

Before entering Yamoxi's body, Wang Chao would be able to pry up the demonic qi equivalent to four or five thousand combat power at most...... After withdrawing from Yamoxi's body, after understanding the feeling of a stronger level of strength, Wang Chao optimized the position of the fulcrum, so he leveraged more demonic qi more lightly.

It is now about 150,000 or 60,000.

This is seven or eight hundred thousand when he left Yamoxi's body, too much! However, Wang Chao suddenly found that it didn't seem that his understanding of high-level power was flawed - this time it wasn't the fulcrum that was wrong, but simply that the stick was too brittle and too short.

If you try to absorb more demonic energy, your spiritual consciousness may be safe and sound under the protection of the dragon god's seal, but your body may stay in the form of this demon dragon forever uncontrollably!

Wang Chao faintly has such an understanding.

150,000 or 60,000, is this a new threshold after crossing a threshold?

Hovering high in the sky where the Abadon Demon King's qi was, Wang Chao frowned slightly, and a trace of emotion floated in his heart.

"He's nearby." Tranquility stopped beside him, scrambling down below, covering almost the entire surface of the earth. "The fog of demonic qi is too heavy, too similar to the nature of Abaddon's own qi, and it is not very convenient to perceive......

As for the angel, she did not follow, and after a heart-to-heart conversation at the bottom of the gossip furnace, Miss Shirley drifted away again. didn't say whether Wang Chao would be allowed to "transfer his soul to a dream", and Wang Chao didn't ask.

"No need to know his exact location......"

Wang Chao said, placing his palms covered with black scales and sharp claws on one side of his waist, and the surging demonic energy in his body seemed to find a gate and poured out, condensing a terrifying aura between his palms.

An Ning was stunned and said, "Are you going to use this level of attack to blast directly to the ground?" As she spoke, the breath surging from between Wang Chao's sharp claws was so powerful that it made her feel uncomfortable. The earth might—"

"But he will be the first to die before the earth is destroyed. Or ......" Wang Chao didn't stop condensing the energy between his palms.

Just when An Ning wondered if Wang Chao had been distorted by the terrifying demonic qi he inhaled indiscriminately, a well-defined human face condensed in the deep dense fog below, breaking through the dense fog like a long snake and rising into the air, sweating profusely and yelling: "Genuine killing intent!" You guy...... Crazy? ”

Or ...... He ran out on his own. Wang Chao finished the second half of the sentence lightly.

Has his mind changed? An Ning was thinking, or did I have no idea about this man whose origin was a mystery?

The Abaddon Demon King, who condensed into the form of a long snake, scolded: "You don't really want to throw down that level of attack, do you? Darn! "How can there be such a human brave man who intends to challenge the Demon King?!

"Wait, this king has appeared, why doesn't he stop gathering strength......"

A thought of surprise flashed through the mind of the Demon King of Abaddon, which was not far from the peace of the moment. Then they saw Wang Chao, who had climbed to the peak of the energy between his claws, and pushed it towards Abaddon below without hesitation!

It was too late for Tranquility to stop him. But in an instant, she understood that she had misunderstood Wang Chao. I saw an attack from between Wang Chao's claws...... It was not a normal energy entity in the form of a pillar of light or a ball of light, but was transformed into an invisible storm of impact.

The terrifying hurricane storm of terror was overwhelming, overwhelming the sea from top to bottom.

"Hitting the power in the form of a shock storm is a dispersion of concentration, but there is no need to worry about destroying the earth itself...... "An Ning suddenly thought, "but to attack the opponent in this way, you need to be far superior to the opponent's strength, otherwise it will become a feint attack that doesn't hurt......"

"Bastard, bastard!" Abaddon looked up and was speechless.

The pouring "storm layer" passed through the demon body of the long snake in his air, and exploded in the screams of the demon king!

The overwhelming impact force passed through him, pressing down on the ground below, and the thick demonic mist was swept away in an instant, and a series of dull wails came from the entire earth, cracking and sinking a few points downward.

An Ning couldn't look directly at such a violent storm, and couldn't help but look sideways, but he sensed that Wang Chao beside him flashed downward, like a pitch-black lightning tearing through the sky, crushing a large area of land before the sound of landing was born. As for Abaddon in the air, it was like a speck of dust on the way of the black lightning that had always fallen, and it collapsed.

An Ning in the air looked speechlessly at the demon dragon in the cracks in the ground, who pulled out his feet, looking at his claws still not satisfied. But An Ning's heart had a ridiculous feeling for no reason, it seemed that this level of power had been brewing in Wang Chao's mind for too long...... It's only today that it's finally revealed.

"Hoo ......"

The fissures of the demon dragon's fangs spewed out hot air, and the black hard scales and the long tail like gold and iron behind him quickly faded, revealing Wang Chao's mortal face, and the corners of his mouth were still muttering to himself: "Sure enough, my body is more pleasant to use!" ”