Chapter 679: The Mad Demon Cone

Roar!

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"Ji Moheng, you demon girl want to die!"

Ye'er roared, and he was really angry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji Moheng ruined the body demon clan with a left and right voice, calling it a despicable race, and even slandered his two girls as cheap demons and cheap goods, which made Ye'er's brain burst into flames.

Originally, he didn't plan to fight to the death with any camp at this time, but just came to save his own girl.

Not long after the killing in the secret realm of Warcraft began, countless powerful Warcraft populations had not yet appeared, and the King of Warcraft had also appeared as a King of Warcraft with a Drill Armor, and more Warcraft kings needed to be hunted.

And the major camps, especially the Eyed Demon Clan and the Five Great Clans, are his free coolies.

Guarding in front of the gate of the secret realm to rob and loot does not get any easier and more enjoyable than this.

However, there are some things that cannot be tolerated.

It's okay to curse and insult, but it's not a big deal if you don't bother with you.

However, you insult the body demon clan and insult the two girls of Ben Shao, this is absolutely not good, you need to slap your mouth, you need to be beaten, and you need to be re-educated.

"Ji Moheng, let me tell you, don't think that you are a great son and a saint, in the eyes of this scattered demon, you are nothing special demon!"

"Isn't it awesome to have sealed two thousand epochs? Except for Ben Shao's girl, which one of the bones is not a long time ago that should have been dried?"

"Come on, come on, Ben San will teach you the classical magic powers of the royal family, let Ben San know that you are dead-skinned and immortal, and you also have a special demon to pretend to be a young demon, and you do have the means to pass the demon!"

Roar!

Ji Moheng's demon eyes were angry, the demonic energy on his body was rolling, and he couldn't control his emotions.

The camp that was originally like an iron bucket has now produced two traitors, and the foreseeable future is uncertain, which makes it difficult for him to calm down no matter what.

"Heh! The body is miscellaneous, and the poor are scattered! There is no need for any magical powers. Isn't your physical demon clan invincible? This Holy Son will fight you in a physical battle and beat you to death! Let all races know that the reason why the royal family is a royal family, whether it is physical or magical, whether it is combat skills or secret arts, is not comparable to other races!"

Rumble!

Ji Moheng's words not only made all the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens excited, but also made all the demons in the arena go crazy.

The flesh duel seems primitive, but it is actually the most ornamental.

And fist-to-flesh physical combat is often the favorite of all races.

When the demon race was in the heavenly realm, as one of the three major races, didn't it use its physical strength to stabilize the human race and deter the demon race?

Physically fighting, not relying on magic powers, not relying on magic treasures and demon soldiers, and not opening up racial secret arts.

According to legend, the demon gods of all dynasties are the existence of the demon god soldiers in the flesh, and when they fight in the flesh, they can fight the hidden laws, the galaxy is broken, and they are invincible to all races.

"Haha!"

Ye'er couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

Hand-to-hand combat?

"Old and young Ji Moheng, do you want to prove that just the physical body, your royal clan will also trample the body demon clan under your feet?"

"Come on, come on, Ben Sanbu is willing to beat you, an old immortal youth, into meat sauce under the attention of all races and all demons!"

Roar, roar, roar!

In the arena, hundreds of millions of demons roared, and demon blood boiled.

Rumble!

Before Ji Moheng could speak, he saw a demon shadow come out like lightning.

Brush!

Horizontal in the middle of Ji Moheng and Ye'er.

Ji Moheng looked at it and frowned.

"The Holy Son of the Mad Demon Clan is not alive, what do you want?"

The former Holy Son was sealed without life, and at this time, the color of madness flowed in the demon eyes, and the hoarse voice roared.

"Ji Moheng, you take a break first, this body demon is scattered and handed over to me, this holy son will beat him to death, peel off the demon skin, pull off the demon tendons, crush his grinding bones, eat his demon heart, drink his demon blood, imprison his demon soul for sixty epochs, and torture him day and night without stopping!"

This Wusheng is a thorn in the head, and he has already advanced to the rank of a junior Great Demon Immortal.

But all the sons and daughters of the Holy Son did not want to see him, because this fellow was going to eat this and that at every turn.

If you can't beat him, it will be miserable, and life is better than death.

If you can beat him, you will be stained by him, pestering anytime and anywhere, and you can't hide without sleep or food.

And this guy went crazy, and it was difficult to kill, and many holy sons were entangled by him and were about to go crazy.

Among this group of holy sons and saints, only the holy women have not been harassed and entangled by him, and even Ji Moheng has fought with him many times.

If it weren't for the fact that this Wusheng didn't even have a chance to fight back under Ji Moheng's hands, and finally there were some shadows in his heart, and he was no longer entangled, Ji Moheng would probably be annoyed to death by him.

As long as this demon makes a move, as long as he is not killed directly, the opponent will probably be driven crazy by him.

Ji Moheng groaned and did not speak.

This is tacit approval.

This Feng Wusheng is too unconvincing to be seen, if Ye'er can injure him and beat him to the point that he can't move, it is estimated that the crazy demon will be smaller.

Feng Wusheng faced Ye'er, and his madness appeared.

"Poor, with a miscellaneous body and demons, come and fight with your family's Great Holy Son, and this Great Holy Son will also fight with your body, I will definitely satisfy you!"

Night's teeth.

"Who are you? Are you a special demon royal family? Don't you just get out! A crazy demon, and you still think of yourself as a demon male?"

"Roar!"

Feng Wusheng's demonic qi was tumbling all over his body, his demonic face was distorted, and he screamed like a madman.

"This Holy Son will tear apart your skin inch by inch, and you will separate your flesh by a bit, come and scatter!"

Boom Boom!

The Mad Son rumbled like a tank towards Ye'er, plowing the entire ground and sonic boom through the space he passed.

With the huge roar, Feng Wusheng also roared strangely, and the closer his stature was, the greater the change.

I saw that his demon body was rattling and growing countless scales, his arms turned into beast claws, and even the soles of his feet became beast shapes, and he stepped out and scratched the ground.

Behind him, a huge black tail sprung out, sweeping back and forth, causing the void to collapse everywhere.

I also saw that on his forehead, two sharp horns squeaked out, and black thunder flashed on them.

And the two magic eyes became huge, like meteors burning in the dark night sky, crazy flames.

This state is more like a monster than a demon.

It's more like performing a secret technique than a physical fight.

On the contrary, this is the normal situation under the state of Feng Wusheng's physical body fighting.

The flame in his eyes is not a secret technique, but his crazy will is burning on its own, forming a flame to burn the enemy, especially the will of the mad demon that circulates and flies by, and when the enemy sees it, the demonic consciousness will be turbulent.

Feng Wusheng half-leaned over, like a huge cannonball, and the sharp horns on his head were aimed at Ye'er, and he came madly to kill.

Ye'er waved his hand at this time, and moved Shui Chengran, who was holding Xiao Ling's singing, and Ji Mo Leng, who was ready to fight at any time, out of the battle circle.

The muscles roll all over the body, and the force field explodes.

Airplanes!

The blood-colored physical force field immediately formed a ten-zhang field around his body.

Even the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, who were looking from afar, felt the majestic power that Ye'er possessed at this time.

"Flesh Force Field!"

Ji Moheng saw it and frowned slightly.

Being able to cultivate out of the realm in the flesh, the strength of this demon's physical body is already outstanding.

Just like Ji Moheng himself, although he does not specialize in the physical body, the strength of the inheritance also makes him have extraordinary strength.

Moreover, he had previously advanced to the Intermediate Great Demon Immortal, and his physical body had broken through the limit twice, and he naturally derived a physical force field.

And his physical force field is even more powerful than what Yeer is showing now.

For example, Ye'er's physical force field at this time can only be extended to ten zhang around his body.

And Ji Moheng's physical force field can be at least sixty zhang out of his body.

In terms of scope, in order for Ye'er to impact his physical body, he needs to break through his force field of at least sixty zhang.

However, this is not possible.

You are a demon with only ten zhang of physical force field, and you want to break through the field of sixty zhang, I don't know how difficult it is.

For example, now that the two demons are going to be together, Ji Moheng's sixty zhang force field meets Ye'er's ten zhang force field, and ten zhang of them annihilate each other, and Ye'er has no force field.

And Ji Moheng still has fifty zhang of force field left.

So Ye'er's body rushed into Ji Moheng's force field, and it wasn't a sandbag that could be beaten?

But Ji Moheng always felt that this night would not be so simple.

Otherwise, how to explain the suspected 100,000 zhang law phase demon body before?

And at this time, Ji Moheng saw that when Feng Wusheng screamed and lowered his head and rushed into Ye'er's ten-zhang physical force field like a demon bull colliding, Ye'er's force field disappeared in an instant.

This puzzled Ji Moheng.

It wasn't the two sharp horns that were sealed and lifeless, it was the poor who put it away by himself.

What is this for?

Since you have unleashed your physical force field, it is to defend and control the enemy.

But when the enemy came, you directly put away the force field, meaning to directly collide with the two sharp horns of the flesh and the lifeless?

No way?

The two sharp horns of Feng Wusheng are called "Mad Demon Cone".

These two sharp horns are not only as hard as a real immortal demon treasure soldier, but the strange black lightning flashing on them, once they are pierced into the flesh, they will be eroded by the will of madness.

When a normal demon encounters this "mad cone", the physical body will lose self-control for a moment, trembling as if it is crazy, and its strength cannot be condensed.

The loss of control of his body and his power at this moment was an opportunity for Feng Wusheng to repeatedly make the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens suffer losses.

Even Ji Moheng didn't dare to let Feng Wusheng's "Mad Demon Cone" stab his flesh and skin easily.

Those sharp corners, even if they don't break the defense, the mad demon's intent will directly invade, and it is impossible to prevent it.

At this time, Ye'er instantly withdrew the force field of his physical body, which was equivalent to opening his mind to Feng Wusheng's two horns.

was so arrogant and arrogant, which made Ji Moheng disdain and sneer.

Die, Demonic Miscellaneous!

Feng Wusheng's "Mad Demon Cone" and his body, even if it was only an instantaneous erosion, made the strength of the enemy's physical body out of control, for a great demon immortal, it was enough to kill the opponent.

In Ji Moheng's opinion, this night is just impatient.

How many fuel-efficient lamps are there for the ancient Holy Son and Holy Maiden?

However, the next scene directly made Ji Moheng stare at him.

No way?

Cracked twice.

Ye'er punched out left and right, directly hitting the two "crazy cones" that almost reached the body.

Click!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sound of sharp corners breaking and Feng Wusheng's screams sounded at the same time.

Bang!

An adversary slammed into Ye'er's palm.

Two mad cones flew out into nowhere.

The miserable Feng Wusheng slammed into Ye'er's palm.

"Roar!