Long Shenhan and Ming Lan sat in the main hall for more than ten minutes, and a little black fat man hurriedly walked into the main hall with a group of people.

The little black fat man is about 1.4 meters tall, and his face is like being painted with black charcoal, which is simply a very pure African descendant. The fur hat on his head was shiny and shiny, the black fur was a little dazzling, and he was wearing a pale yellow leather coat, and the long boots on his feet were above the knees.

The people who followed behind the little black fat man were all dressed strangely, some were wearing leather clothes, and some were shirtless and shirtless with hats. and those with iron chains around their necks.

The little black fat man looked at Long Shenhan and Ming Lan arrogantly, and asked, "Human, are you committing suicide?" ”

Long Shenhan crossed Erlang's legs, looked at the little black fat man with a smile on his face, and said with a smile when he heard his words: "Coming to you is suicide, do you know who you are talking to?" ”

"I don't care who you are, my brothers like to eat human flesh, and you can only be used as food when you come." The little black fat man said.

Long Shenhan stood up and said: "I am Long Wei, this is my brother, do you know what the word Long Wei represents?" ”

The little black fat man was a little impatient, waved his hand, and said, "Come on, open the meal." ”

A bare-chested, leather-pants demon clan stepped forward and said, "I'll come first, I haven't eaten human flesh for more than a year." ”

The little black fat man nodded and said, "Okay, you start eating first." ”

The bare-chested demon clan has a pale black appearance, a large face, small eyes, and the whites of the eyes occupy almost all of them.

Long Shenhan was about to make a move, and Minglan said, "Fifth brother, give him to me." ”

Seeing Minglan stand up, Long Shenhan turned around and sat down again, and said, "Okay, just be disabled, let's not eat the meat of the demon clan." ”

Minglan nodded, took two steps forward and stood up, beckoned to the bare-chested demon clan, and said; "Let's get started."

An overwhelming wave of demon thoughts struck, directly enveloping Ming Lan, Ming Lan stood there and didn't move, as if he was controlled by demon thoughts.

The bare-shouldered demon clan sneered, and pounced on him and reached out to grab Minglan's neck.

Just as his hand was about to grab Minglan's neck, Minglan suddenly punched and hit him in the shoulder.

With a click, blood splattered from the shoulders of the bare-chested demon clan, and white bones protruded from the wound.

The bare-chested demon clan took a few steps back, he didn't see how Qing Ming Lan moved, he only saw that Ming Lan had been one meter away from him.

The bare-chested demon clan wanted to retreat again, and Minglan's left fist also hit it.

There was too much difference in speed when he wanted to dodge, and the bare-chested demon clan didn't feel that he saw Qingming Lan punch, but only felt the pain in his heart, and a click sounded in his ears.

Both shoulders of the bare-chested demon clan were shattered, and he took another step back and felt himself fly, his gaze crossed the top of the main hall, his back slammed to the floor, and the sound of bones breaking came again.

In less than a minute, a big demon was knocked away, with multiple fractures, lying on the ground moaning, waiting for rescue.

"It's too weak, why don't you go up together." Minglan smiled and said.

The little black fat man waved his hand and said, "Give me the strength of the demon king, and give me two." It's really hard to eat meat. ”

An old woman with an iron chain around his neck stepped forward quickly, and when he was almost in front of Minglan, the two separated, and at the same time emitted demonic thoughts.

The demon wind suddenly appeared in the main hall, and a gray mist appeared, slowly enveloping the bright blue. Feeling the appearance of two powerful demon thoughts, Ming Lan did not dare to underestimate the enemy, he waved his right hand, and Long Nian appeared in the air and rotated, appearing with the wind of Long Nian. 186 Chinese Network

The demon mist was quickly blown away, the two demon kings looked at each other, and the old woman said, "Attack directly." ”

The demon king with the iron chain around his neck nodded, and the iron chain rattled around his neck, shooting towards Ming Lan.

Minglan didn't dodge, he reached out and grabbed the chain.

The demon king with the iron chain is happy, this iron chain is condensed by him with his own demon power, the demon power of a demon king is very terrifying, and it can destroy a town of tens of thousands of people in an instant.

With a bang, Ming Lan grabbed the iron chain, sparks flew on the iron chain, and the demonic power just began to spread around, and it was blocked back by an invisible wall.

It was like grabbing an ordinary iron chain, and there was no earth-shattering sound, and the demon king was in a hurry, and sweat came out.

Minglan felt that a strong demonic power appeared, but it was still within the tolerable range. The bright blue armor is constructed by using the dragon mind to control its own energy, which is both defensive and can be used as a weapon.

With a slight force in his right hand, Minglan shouted, "Bring it to me." ”

The iron chain composed of demon power was actually detached from the hand of the demon king who used the iron chain, and it went directly to Ming Lan.

The demon king's demonic power was deprived, and there was not much left in his body, and he felt weakness and terror and unwillingness.

"Give me back my magic power." The demon king with an iron chain howled and pounced on Ming Lan.

Minglan carried the iron chain, turned his face to look at the old woman, and pounced on the demon king, but he didn't even look at it.

The old woman was also terrified when she saw that the demon king with the iron chain was deprived of her demonic power, but she knew that she had no way out. She knows the temper of the demon saint, and the demon clan who retreats from the battle will be severely punished.

The old woman spread her fingers forward with her hands, and countless thin white lines whistled towards Ming Lan.

The white thin line is also composed of demonic power, and since she has this strength, she is invincible when she uses the white thin line, and she has never failed.

Ming Lan looked at the white thin line, and when the white thin line was about to get closer, he waved the iron chain in his hand, and a demon mist appeared, and the demon mist quickly formed an iron curtain.

There was a crisp sound, and the thin white lines all hit the iron curtain, making a clanging sound.

The demon king with the iron chain also rushed to Minglan's side at this time, and he reached out to grab the iron chain. The iron chain is his demonic power, and as long as he catches it, he has the potential to take back control.

With a bang, the demon king with the iron chain was kicked away by Ming Lan, and what made him feel lost was that when Ming Lan kicked him, he didn't even look at him.

The old woman's thin white lines kept emanating, and the iron chain in Ming Lan's hand kept waving, and soon the iron chain became thinner and the white thin lines were also decreasing.

The little black fat man shouted loudly: "Old woman, you are stupid, he is consuming the demonic power of the two of you." ”

The old woman reacted, hurriedly withdrew the thin line that had been punched, waved her hands, and a stream of demonic wind appeared beside her.

Under the command of the old woman, the black-gray demon wind turned into countless black-gray wind arrows, whistling and shooting towards Ming Lan.

Ming Lan strengthened the swing speed of the iron chain, and all the wind arrows were shot at the Iron Curtain.

The little black fat man shouted angrily: "Silly old woman, get back to Lao Tzu." ”

The old woman was relieved, and hurriedly retreated behind the little black fat man, bowing her head and not daring to say a word.

The demon king with the iron chain looked at the iron chain in Minglan's hand and was unwilling, but he couldn't snatch it back, so he had to reluctantly retreat and return to the back of the little black fat man.