218 Battle of Gods and Demons (4)

That's great......

The days of a hundred years of humiliation of the demon clan have finally come to an end today! Leng Xixue was excited with tears in the corners of her eyes.

The wind and smoke were angry, the dust was splashed, and at the last moment, Fu Entropy was stabbed into the heart by the burning silence, "Ah----" He couldn't help but wail in pain, seeing his body gradually turn into ashes, and for the first time, he felt that fear permeated his heart......

Mo Chaowan was hit hard by the Divine Emperor Holy Light Crossing Lotus, and there was a blurry scene in front of him, and the buzzing in his ears was directly knocked out of the sky by the powerful impact! "Poof---- spat blood, Mo Chaowan slammed into the ground, and suddenly felt more than abdominal pain, like a pinprick in pain!

Maybe it's because the whole body fell apart...... Mo Chaowan thought faintly, she was in pain and it was difficult for her to move, the blood around her body had been flowing out of her body, she endured the pain, and barely stopped the bleeding with a bandage, not caring at all that there was already a river of blood under her abdomen.

The God Emperor Fu Entropy was killed by the Demon King Lou Chao in the Second God and Demon War and turned to ashes......

But this entropy, when fighting, his playing style is the same end move, and she always feels that he doesn't want to live anymore. Could it be that he has lived enough?

I'm so tired......

Mo Chaowan wanted to close his eyes and lie in a pool of blood like rose petals......

The sky suddenly fell with brilliance, as if to redeem Mo Chaowan, a man in white clothes was facing the cold wind, his clothes fluttered, his face was expressionless, but he looked peerless.

Mo Chaowan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Under the blood-like sunset, his cream-like jade surface was plated with a layer of blurred brilliance, reflecting his face beautifully and flawlessly, captivating the country and the city, so beautiful that it did not eat the fireworks of the world. …

Mo Chaowan couldn't help but stare at him carefully with wide eyes, and couldn't believe his eyes, so he barely held up the Burning Silence Demon Sword and stood.

Mo Chaowan's nose was sour, and tears gushed out of his eyes......

Disillusioned, fell in love at first sight.

The fire burns for love, and the smoke depicts it for love;

I thought that he would turn into green silk, dust and smoke, and breeze if he had some familiar warm feeling for a while;

I knew that he was coming.......

"Jun Mei is away from ......" Mo Chaowan looked at him with tears, hazy, and tears blurred his eyes.

She wanted to come up and hug him...... But his body trembled, and he fell before he took two steps...... Blood oozed from the bandaged wound again......

"She's not a gentleman! He is the son of God! Leng Xixue shouted as hard as she could, her eyes full of worry.

"Demon." Hua Li said coldly and ruthlessly, with a proud and detached attitude, as if he was looking at a lowly and humble creature.

The fluttering tone seemed to be weighing on Mo Chaowan.

No...... Jun Meili, aren't you so cold and ruthless...... You've never looked down on me because I'm a demon...... Mo Chaowan shouted heartbreakingly in his heart.

In an instant, the wind surged, the sky was dark, the wind roared, and the people were panicked.

The Demon Devouring Sword in Hua Li's hand quickly pierced into Mo Chaowan's chest, Hua Li's beautiful face was like a cold glacier, without the slightest emotion, his lazy posture was still so high and arrogant, and his eyes were deep and dark, as if he was despising the other party.

"No-----," Leng Xixue shouted in dismay.

"Brush -----" Mo Chaowan felt a chill in his chest.

Hua Li felt that Leng Xixue was noisy, so he shot a fatal blow at her, Leng Xixue was powerless to resist, so she fell to the ground limply, life and death were uncertain.

The wound was as painful as a knife, but it couldn't withstand the pain, and the corners of her mouth showed a touch of contempt.

"You're not him......" Mo Chaowan stared at Aunt Xue, whose life and death were uncertain, and said in despair, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

I feel like my body is so weak......