"Yo! You father and son can't wait to send the crystal nucleus to the deity? The masked man lying on the huge coffin suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and mocked.

The Lightning Falcon is condensed by spiritual power, and its entry and exit from his spiritual realm is not easy to detect, but he senses it when these two people touch the wall creeper.

He didn't stop them, after almost absorbing Zheng Qianhong's spiritual power, he was confident that he would kill Heng Shuo Fang, as for Heng Tian, it was only ten levels now, two levels behind him, and it didn't matter at all.

At a glance, seeing Zheng Qianhong's pale face and dying breath, Heng Shuofang was suddenly furious, and Hengtian felt that his body and soul seemed to be drowned by the angry magma, and the breath in his body was rising.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, be sure to be gentle when you do it later, otherwise your baby girl will accidentally 'pop' and turn into popcorn!" The masked man grinned.

"Are you the soul of Otudar?" Heng Shuofang said with a solemn face.

"Yo! It seems that you have also awakened.,That's right.,The deity is just like you.,It's just a piece of soul.,But I'm not happy to use the name of the ontology.,I'm called the Demon Dumping World.,The Supreme Crazy Demon that overturns every interface.,How about it.,This name is atmospheric enough, right?

Although we have always been comparable, I have now absorbed the spiritual power and eighty percent of the qualifications of this little girl with the first talent of Blue Star, and I have already advanced to the thirteenth level, and this is my spiritual realm again, and you are far from being my opponent.

With the patronage of your father and son, no one in the entire Blue Star will be my opponent from now on, and this planet will be mine. The demon reached out and removed the mask from his face, revealing his true face.

Bewitching eyes, one blue and one amber, with narrow and upturned eyes, it looks extremely beautiful and charming, the face with a mask all the year round is pale and delicate, and the black and purple lips draw a perfect end to his beauty.

If Sister Qianhong is awake, she will definitely scream and take pictures and save it to appreciate it slowly, Hengtian silently commented in his heart.

"Dad, don't worry, I will protect my sister." Hengtian said calmly and calmly.

"In the end, it's the son of luck, sure enough, there is everyone's demeanor, it's like this, and you can still hold it, boy, it's a pity that you met the deity, your luck will come to an end, but the deity will never waste your luck, it will follow the deity for a lifetime, hahahaha!" The demon laughed and made a sudden move.

Hengshuo Fang's father and son had already let him go, Hengshuo Fang rushed towards his attack, while Hengtian wrapped Zheng Qianhong with a super-concentrated whirlwind mass.

Just now, he had already broken through the eleventh level in anger.

Heng Shuo Fang's battle with the Demon Tilt was very tragic, his legs had been cut off by the spiritual power silk more than a dozen times, if it weren't for his current twelfth-level powerful regeneration ability, he would have died many times.

The only thing that made him happy was that his son's whirlwind enchantment did a good job of protecting his dying daughter, but her condition was not good, and it couldn't last too long, and he had to fight quickly.

At the cost of sacrificing his legs, Heng Shuo Fang has left dozens of wounds on the Demon Dump World, of course, this can't really hurt him, it's just a waste of his mental power to repair the wounds.

And Hengshuo Fang, with his strong physique and regeneration ability, endured pain and used his body to resist his blows, although he was temporarily at a disadvantage, but the demon fell into the world and failed to take too much advantage.