Chapter 162: Meet Ling'er Again (Second Watch)
"How can you forgive ?!!?"
The demon king clenched his fists and roared monstrously, which frightened everyone.
The body of the demon king became black at this moment, and an extremely black light emerged from him, and his whole person was different under this light.
"This, what is this?" all the beasts, their eyes swept over the demon king who suddenly became stronger, and they were startled.
His momentum, almost a hundred times the original, how could it become like this, and suddenly become so strong?
There was a trace of monstrous astonishment on the faces of hundreds of beast clans, and they used all a hundred moves, but they couldn't repel the demon king for half a step...
Immediately they stepped out of shock, and looked at the Demon King's gaze, full of mockery.
There were even people who burst out laughing.
"What's the matter, wasn't the momentum still fierce before?
The moment the demon king fell to the ground with a "pop", a huge thunder and rain sounded in the sky, mixed with the despair and tears of human roars, ruthlessly sprinkled all over the ground.
It turned out that the demon king stimulated the qito acupoint.
This is a special technique.,I've heard that it can skyrocket strength for a short time.γγγ
There is no such thing as a free lunch, and everyone knows that the cost of acquiring such a powerful ability must be immeasurable.
In fact, the cost of stimulating the qi acupoint varies from person to person.
At the lightest, after stimulating the qihu acupoint, he ended up crippled for life.
In the worst case, he died on the spot.
The Demon King, obviously belonging to the latter, although he has exerted a hundred times his strength, but he has more than enough strength but not enough.
"Click!"
"Whew!"
"Boom!"
Heavy rain, wind, and thunder swept through the demon world.
J County, is this the end of humanity?
Everyone, this moment of despair welled up in their hearts, and their hearts were replaced by even more terrifying thoughts, is humanity, the humanity of the whole world, going to end here?
A thousand years ago......
No one, no one thought about that gloomy, bloody history because ...
It has been erased from the annals of history by you human beings, by you victors!
Of the 18,000 beast clans, none of the beasts died, except for the Hundred Dao beast clans who were killed by Qing Xun.
All the beasts, their faces were crazy, like a bloodthirsty madman, under the heavy rain, they looked up to the sky and laughed wildly:
"Humans, stupid humans, this is your fate!"
"Fools who think they are clever may not even consider exterminating the clan if they don't provoke us. β
18,000 Dao Beast Clan, Demon Realm Long Howling, Beast Clan, have been waiting for this day for a long time.
"We have waited for a thousand years ... It's a thousand years!"
At this momentββββββ
Daomen, three thousand disciples all dispatched under the movement of an old face pressing down their palms.
"Your purpose is only to hold back the orcs. β
"It must be, hold on!"
If those people from the Demon Gate were still alive at this time, they would definitely be surprised to find that these disciples of the Dao Sect were all in the late stage of the Spirit Saint.
Among them, a familiar woman, changed her former appearance, the sign of the early stage of the Spirit Sect is like an illusion, she is...
Spiritual Latter-Days!
Ye Xingdu, his eyes swept over Sister Ting, and his face was filled with a trace of monstrous consternation.
"Sister Ting... β
It was clear that Sister Ting was going to resist the Beast Clan, and at the moment when the Beast Clan surrounded all mankind, Sister Ting told Ye Xing that she was from the Dao Sect and was a disciple of the ruling class.
It turns out that Sister Ting is really big.
Sister Ting drew a streamer and disappeared from her eyes, and Ye Xingdu's face was filled with a trace of worry.
"Boy, you have to think about it. The old man with an old face, after Sister Ting left, step by step, stepped in front of Ye Xingdu.
"I think about it, the head of the Daomen, and the helmsman of J County. Ye Xingju pulled Xianglu's palm and looked at her with caring eyes: "Xianglu, don't come in, I'll be alone." β
"How can it be, it's obviously a relic I found!" "Xianglu shouted loudly at Ye Xingdu, causing Ye Xingdui to wake up suddenly.
"Xianglu, this is your treasure, indeed, you have the right to decide... β
"My treasure is my treasure, I will use it no matter what!" Xianglu said very willful words, which made De Qixi, Xiao Jiafei, No. 7, and Yue Xiaoye stunned.
"Well, well. Seeing Xianglu say this, Ye Xing never said anything, and at the signal of the old man, he took off the space ring and lifted the black box obtained from the ruins out of the ring.
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Two humanoid black boxes smashed heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.
"I didn't expect to see such a treasure in the next life. The old man sighed and watched Ye Xingzhu and Xianglu lying in the box.
"Crunch!"
With a crisp sound, the black box closed automatically as the two of them lay in.
"The people who enter the spiritual time coffin are basically the people who have greeted death. "The old man, with a regretful gaze, watched Ye Xingduan and Xianglu being sealed in a black box.
"Never, not a single human being, not a single living being, dared to resist time ... "Old man, sigh, "This black box has given you a time limit of three years slower than others, and the price you pay is equally heavy. β
"Spirit, it's better not to be sluggish!" the old man sighed, and now, in addition to sighing, he can only obey the agreement, and protect the five girls and the second coffin from being hurt while staying here.
"One hour, this hour, for you, three years have passed. β
The old man's eyes swept in all directions, his divine sense spread, and his face flashed with a hint of vigilance.
He, the early stage of the Spirit Emperor...
The beast clan that showed its original body could have the ability to change dramatically at once, and it was difficult for him to guarantee that he could defuse the beast attack at the same time and pay attention to their lack of approaching the five women and the two coffins.
A thousand years, what should have come, after all, is it still coming?
The old man laughed at himself.
"Are there humans who don't know whether they are alive or dead again?" Outside the Dao Gate, the three thousand disciples were like rainbows, forcing back the four thousand eight hundred beast clans on the spot, startling everyone.
The orcs, looking at this group of people, are different.
With neat movements, neat strength, and neat pace, it's like a well-trained Predator.
"The strength is good, but... But don't forget, we have 18,000 orcs. A purple-winged white tiger, under the gaze of the three thousand disciples of the Daomen, stood up and scanned everyone's eyes, revealing a trace of disdain.
The purple-winged white tiger, three feet tall, lined up with three thousand disciples in one palm, and a formation of hundreds of people in the front row.
"Puff puff puff!"
In the front row, three hundred people, everyone, their eyes showed a trace of consternation, and swept towards the purple-winged white tiger.
You know, they are all at the level of the late stage of the Spirit Saint, and they were actually hit hard by a beast and 300 people?
This beast is so talented.
Everyone, their eyes swept over the purple-winged white tiger, and they saw clearly his strength in the phantom state: only the late stage of Lingzun!
It seems that his ontological state is at least a thousand times the strength of the phantom state!
(End of chapter)