Walking straight to the outside world, the six-armed demon named Elasa glanced at Artis on the other side suspiciously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You have the scent of our clan in you?" he said with a frown at Artis.

Tina on the other side was startled and couldn't help but look at Artis on the side.

"Maybe I've killed too much. ”

Artis replied lightly.

In fact, it's a little bit of breath that comes with the reincarnation of a split soul. Artis had suppressed the demon god and had a deep understanding of the other party's power, so in order to better protect this scattered soul, he naturally brought a little bit of the demon god's breath as a cover.

"What a guts!"

On the other side, hearing the words of Artis, Elasa was furious.

As a demonic infected race, demons are already very tyrannical, and even more so the six-armed demons. As royalty, they are naturally high, and when have they ever been provoked?

As he became angry, the situation changed again. A large amount of dust and sand began to fill, and it was affected by an invisible magical force, rushing forward around it.

This kind of magic power far surpassed the previous ordinary demons, and it had reached the point of two levels. Compared to him, the demons that Artis had encountered before could almost all be said to be inferior.

The wind and sand gradually buried the scene in front of him, and there was no figure of Artis. In the shadows, it seems that a demon god is leaping high, and a single punch will collapse the earthquake.

"Such a powerful force, worthy of Lord Elasha!"

Around them, the remnants of the demons looked in awe at Elasha standing in front of them.

On the other side, everyone couldn't help but burst out in their hearts. Although he had confidence in Artis in his heart, he couldn't help but be afraid in the face of the irresistible force in front of him.

However, looking at the front of him, Elasha's face became more and more solemn, and he did not mean to relax at all.

Ahead, the wind and sand gradually dissipated, and Artis stood on the ground, unharmed.

"Impossible!" Elasha was horrified, looking at Artis with disbelief in his eyes.

"It's just two levels. Looking ahead, Artis shook his head, his body glowing red.

If he had wanted to take this one a few months ago, he might have been hurt a little. But now, it's stress-free.

He moved forward silently, and on his body, a little red light slowly lit up, and a huge blood qi surged, changing the color of the demon on the opposite side.

"You!" Elasa had barely said the first word when she noticed a change begin to change in front of her eyes.

A little red murderous aura mixed with the power of blood rushed to the sky, and suddenly suppressed him. Then, in the next moment, Artis stepped forward, his eyes pure white.

A strong mental shock struck her, causing Elatha's mind to freeze, and the next moment, a cross of blood leaped in and slashed at him with a majestic momentum.

His face was in disbelief, and he looked at Artis who didn't know when he came forward, and several cracks gradually appeared on his body.

A small explosion occurred on the spot, and countless flesh and blood with a dark glow splattered everywhere, causing Tina behind her to scream.

"General Elasha, dead..." A four-armed demon was stunned, looking at the corpses all over the place, a little incredulous.

In the Demon Clan, the Six-Armed Demon not only has a high status, but also a powerful one, and rarely has fallen. And like Artis, who slaughtered cleanly as a human being, it was the only one this time.

The demon man looked up sharply, looked at Artis who was walking in front of him, and laughed maniacally: "You are dead!

"King Aura will never let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he snorted and was directly stabbed to death by a spear with condensed blood and qi.

Behind her, Tina watched in a daze as Artis slaughtered an invincible demon figure, and she couldn't help but look in a trance, almost thinking that she was dreaming.

At this moment, Artis turned around and looked at her, and the powerful murderous aura suddenly made her feel very awake and sober.

"Go and get the people inside, and we'll leave right away. Artis looked at the girl in a calm tone.

But listening to his words, the girl did not dare to slack off at all. Ran into the camp as fast as he could escape.

Inside the camp, there are countless wooden stakes, on which a person is tied, like an animal. At the top of the stake, there were several corpses, many of which were missing.

Seeing this scene, a trace of hatred flashed in the girl's eyes and she quickly stepped forward.

"Help me!" Inside, the people who were originally imprisoned watched the girl outside enter, and hurriedly asked for help.

For a moment, the sound of wailing, mixed with the sound of supplication, echoed.

Listening to these pleas, the girl was indifferent, her eyes constantly looking around, as if looking for something.

"Sister Tina..." A timid voice sounded in front of her, with a crying voice.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes lit up, and she strode forward, and when she saw a little girl inside, she couldn't help but shout, "Shalila!"

She gently pulled out the dagger that was originally hidden on her body, cut the rope that bound the little girl directly, and then hugged the two and cried bitterly.

After a while, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Artis walked in from the outside, with a huge murderous aura and blood, and the awe-inspiring killing intent directly made the wailing people around him dare not speak.

He looked at the two sisters who were hugging and crying in front of him, and couldn't help frowning, and then looked at the few clansmen behind him: "Let these people go, let them go outside." ”

"It's a bit of a miscalculation. ”

Artis looked at the dense figures in front of him and had a headache.

There are at least a thousand people who have been captured by the demons in front of him, and with such a large population, it is a big trouble just how to escort them, not to mention the food that needs to be supplied in the future.

Moreover, most of these people were plundered by demons, and the ingredients were complex, and they could come from dozens of places. Although most of them were homeless, there were many, and seeing that there were few people in Artis, they muttered about leaving after getting out of trouble at this time, and even coerced others to join them.

However, for this part of the people, Artis's approach is also very simple, and under the urging of blood and qi, all resistance is suppressed. A large number of people were rolling, which was very shocking to a group of people.

Of course, there are natural after-effects of doing so. But Artis looked at the hatred and rejection in the eyes of some people, but he didn't mind smiling

For a god like him, the emotions of some mortals were nothing. As long as he returns and washes his faith again, and waits until time passes, any resistance will gradually wear away and become food for his progress.

・・・

And at this time in the north, at the moment of Elatha's death, in the midst of an ancient castle, a six-armed demon lord slowly opened his eyes and looked to the south.