The demon clan and the demon clan dare not suck each other's blood, a human race, sucking demon blood?

Witnessing Wang Chen's crazy moves, this Tasha tribesman was still secretly happy, thinking that he was killing himself.

However......

Wang Chen not only did not die, but became stronger......

What makes sense of this?!

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the Tasha tribesman were about to pop out, and he could no longer hide his qi, panicked like a lost dog, and fled for the road.

"Can you escape? Wang Chen smiled.

At this moment, he was still frantically absorbing demon blood.

The body is also constantly refining a lot of demon blood for its own use.

It stands to reason that in this case, he should not be able to move.

However......

Does he still need to move?

Of course not!

Just in an instant, his eyes froze, and murderous intent emerged.

And at the moment when he moved with his killing intent and was about to make a move with one click, the Tasha tribesman who fled was like a frightened bird, and his face instantly lost blood.

"No, you can't touch me! There is still a large army behind my demon clan in this area, move me, you will die!"

He roared, his voice echoing through the air, looking a little crazy and hysterical.

It's a threat, but it sounds more like a pleading.

The bird is dying, and its song is mourning.

It's hard to imagine that a moment ago, he was still asking for Wang Chen, and he was going to treat him as a big demon who wanted to eat blood, and at this time, he would say such weak words in such an embarrassed posture.

"I don't move you, I'm just killing you. Wang Chen said with a smile.

Regarding the demon clan army in the mouth of this Tasha tribe, he even said: "Are there still people like you? Great, I'm worried about having money and nowhere to spend it, thank you for providing me with such a suitable reason to burn money." As a token of my gratitude to you, I will send you to your death now. ”

"Brother, it's a good journey. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a "poof", and without waiting for this Tasha tribesman to fight back to death, he heard the sound of a watermelon exploding, and the next moment, this Tasha tribesman died dead.

This death is a real death.

His bloodline talent that can explode his head failed to save him a second time after all.

"Whoa. ”

"Whoa. ”

A large area of demon blood, from the headless demon corpse, was incorporated into Wang Chen's body.

Wang Chen stood there, his eyes thoughtful: "Big army? ”

To have a full meal, such a so-called large army, it must not be let go.

Moreover, Wang Chen also felt that it should be impossible for a star-level emperor demon to appear on this battlefield.

There is a way that is king to king, general to general, like this battlefield that drives small soldiers to fight, if the emperor-level demon comes out, it will be too much.

The emperor-level powerhouses on the human side have not come out, how can the emperor on the demon side come out?

As for the red-haired monster who just died, he said that there was a large army, what should be meant was a large number of people, or simply a little bit, this force was a lie that he wanted to scare and scare him before he died.

Anyway, Wang Chen definitely wanted to take a look.

This time I came out in order to feed the Qinglian Dao seed in my body. As long as he was sure that there was no possibility of a Star Demon Emperor-level big in this area that he couldn't handle, then he didn't have to be afraid. I don't dare to say it sideways, at least the ordinary big demon team is impossible to be put in his eyes.

Like this elite team of Xuekui, isn't it also planted in his hands, and he hasn't even gone through ten rounds?

Cowardice, not his style.

Especially in this kind of steady win and steady killing game, there is no reason to retreat.

The demon blood of only twenty or thirty big demons can't feed the Qinglian Dao seeds, what's the matter, you have to have another twenty or thirty heads, right?

"I didn't say it, just now! Anyway, I have a lot of money, and I'm not afraid to spend it! Hard power improvement, this is the king!"

Staring at the body of the dead red-haired monster, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll send your companion to join you in a moment......"

......

The wild land is a thousand miles away.

In a corner hidden by the red mountains, a group of demons are carnivaling.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Gaga, the little ghost of the Terran who doesn't know whether to live or die dares to break into the big tent camp of my Chiqing Department, it's just tired of being alive! Eat them! Uncle Ben is finally going to open the meat today!"

"Guy, there are a lot of Terran imps who don't know whether they are alive or dead, a while ago there was a batch, and now another batch is coming, this is to send us rations, you must eat!"

"Don't worry, raise it first, after all, we haven't finished eating the previous batch, right? It's hard to find good blood food on this battlefield, and I haven't seen it for a year since I've seen it so fresh. ”

"Raise a fart! Eat! I never raise pigs in the Red Basket Division!"

"Yes, don't raise pigs, eat them!"

"Eat!"

The demons roared.

And in the middle of the demons, a group of Terrans is surrounded. There are men, women and children, but they are dead and wounded, and they are holding high-level spirit soldiers one by one, and their bodies are bursting with spiritual light, making the last desperate resistance.

"Damn, these crumbs!" Looking around, Mu Wu gritted his teeth and his eyes were about to split.

Thinking about him Mu Wu, the dignified Terran Grandmaster, how could he have been insulted by this trip?

Pig?

You're a pig!

Your whole family is pigs!

Damn demon clan miscellaneous, look at how Lao Tzu slaughtered you like a pig in a while!

Mu Wu roared in his heart, however, he didn't dare to act rashly.

The reason is simple, if he could move, he would have moved. The reason why they didn't dare to move was because they couldn't win.

This demon clan force called the Chijing Department has a large number of people, and its strength is not weaker than them, one-on-one, Mu Wu is confident that he can kill the other party, but in the face of the same number of demon cultivators as this demon mountain and demon sea, he is not sure.

In addition to demons, they also have a large number of half-demons that can be driven.

Previously, it was these damn half-demon fragments that consumed most of their strength, which allowed the masters of the Red Gang to make a surprise attack and severely damage most of them.

Right now, it's no longer a question of whether they can annihilate these demon clans, but whether they can survive.

If you can survive, no one wants to die.

It's just that the current situation can no longer be described by the three words "not optimistic", it is simply the end of the mountain and the edge of the Jedi. If they are not careful, what awaits them ahead is a cliff.

Mu Wu didn't want to die.

Among the remaining Terran monks, no one wanted to die.

However, the demon clan is persecuting step by step, and they are also compressing their living space step by step, but this time, the distance between the two is less than a kilometer.

If they are further compressed, they will not even have a chance to resist, and they will be directly drowned by the sea-like cannon fodder half-demons, and then torn to pieces.

Between life and death, a voice sounded: "Hey, it's so lively, what are you doing, lying down?!"