Mu held the sword and the light was so angry in the sky that the leaves fluttered!

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, I was so angry that I wanted to kill the demon!

And so it is again! And so it is again!

So it used to be, and it is now!

For your own selfishness, you have wantonly disregarded the life of his demon!

Are all lives just tools for your ends?

The wood is so angry that the sword is splashing everywhere!

It doesn't care about the jungle of this world, but it also knows that this world is like this!

Weakness is the original sin!

It's just, just because of this, that you can watch these habits happen?

Watch one life after another being slaughtered and bullied at will!

Isn't it still going to laugh next to it, saying that it's good to kill, it's wonderful to kill!

The sword of the wood became sharper and sharper, and the thin fluorescence on his body penetrated into it, making it like a crystal sword that cracked the earth, and the whole world was pressed and trembled.

If you draw it old, it seems to make the wood stronger!

Mu's Dao heart clicked and revealed a few more gaps, but at this time, what Mu had in his heart was only killing intent!

Monstrous killing intent!

It wants to cut the world!

Kill this world that shouldn't be like this!

Click~

The little demons on the ground trembled, for fear that they would suffer in a big battle.

Without power, they can't change their ending, no matter what they say.

Wood cares about them!

But they don't know!

Draw old know!

So although it was so powerful, it didn't panic at all, and continued to stimulate with laughter:

"Slash! As long as you continue to attack, the world of illusion will eventually have an upper limit. ”

"As long as you don't care about the lives of those little demons, you can cut it down, without any scruples!"

"Kill! Just kill everything and you're invincible! ”

"There's no one in this world who can design you, so, kill!"

The sound of the old man laughing was particularly mocking, and the wooden body was so angry that the crown of the tree trembled, but the sword just couldn't cut it!

Otherwise, it would be a denial of its past life!

Even if it survives, it's not far from death!

The little demons surrounded by bewitching flowers on the earth were shivering, and they were crying and calling for Mom and Dad.

And in the sky above, there was a lot of mocking laughter, which should have been the most powerful demon here, but at this moment it became the weakest spirit.

But can life really be played with by other creatures?

"Hugh, my son." The hoarse mechanical voice came from nowhere.

An extremely large shadow rumbled down from the sky.

The huge black hole suddenly burst into a powerful attraction.

The old painter's complexion changed slightly, and its petals that were flying towards the wood were suddenly sucked into the huge black hole.

The flowers on the ground grew stubble after stubble, but the suction power of the giant hole was endless, and you could suck as much as you wanted.

Seeing this, Mu's eyes lit up, and the sword slashed down to save those trapped little demons.

It's just that the old painter sneered, "A spirit who is about to become a puppet dares to appear in front of me and look for death!" ”

Drawing a fierce finger at the huge black hole, its form was also revealed.

But the huge black hole suddenly aimed at Mu before Mu was about to save those little demons.

Suddenly, the whole heaven and earth shook, and it flew upside down like a river into the huge black hole.

Suddenly, the wind and thunder changed drastically, and the world collapsed.

The river of magma, which seemed to be forever, trembled slightly, as if it were about to be sucked away.

Only when the matter comes to an end, do you know that the suction power of the bald demon is so great.

But even so, Mu didn't give up the idea of rescuing those little demons!

The sword suddenly split into two under the stunned gaze of the old man, and slashed at the old man who showed his body!

The other is to make a flexible turn under the little demon and bring them all to its side!

Then, you have to merge into one and slash the old man fiercely!

Since the little demon is no longer in the hands of the enemy, let's kill it unscrupulously!

With a bang, the phantom was slashed and destroyed in shock.

But then in the distance, an old phantom appeared again, "It's useless, I won't die when the flowers bloom and fall, as long as this world still exists, you can't kill me here." ”

With a chuckle, the old painter also urged the exercises that had been secretly running for a long time, and pointed at the wood fiercely.

"Wedding dress, come!"

Moment! Mu's face changed greatly, the power of the knot pill in his body was shaking, the invincible sword became illusory, and the entire demon couldn't control it in the sky, and wanted to fall into the dark giant hole.

But the old man is not working hard for this scene, secretly pinching the trick, he has to stop the attack of the puppet demon spirit and enjoy the fruits of victory.

Mu struggled desperately in the sky, the thin fluorescent light on his body flickering, but it was still more than that huge suction.

It's just that this is different from the old plan.

With a slight frown, the old painter once again pinched the trick to urge the puppet demon, and the huge suction finally stopped.

Grinning, no one here can resist its control, especially these demons that have been soaked for a long time.

One counts as one, and it's all puppets!

As he flew that way, there was a sudden gust of wind between the heavens and the earth, and a murmuring voice sounded at some point.

Boom, but low and deep.

"Hugh, my son."

The old painter turned around suddenly, and behind the world that was cracked by the wooden sword, many sluggish demon spirits suddenly appeared densely.

They huddled in the back, repeating the phrase sluggishly.

The moment the painter saw them, they all suddenly stopped sounding.

Then, all the demon spirits stared at the old man with dull eyes, and the voice came from them mechanically.

"Hugh, my son."

In an uproar, countless demon spirits squeezed in densely through the gap, rushing into the world like a tide, and then they raised their heads to look at the old painter in the air.

Such a huge demon spirit made the old man's face change in shock, and he didn't even pinch the trick, and flew desperately to the wood!

A big demon spirit is good to say, it can still calmly use Shi Ran to pinch the trick.

But when the number is endless, who can? Who dares!

This is a world of spirits, and even if those demons die, they can be reborn!

Desperately flying that way, and when he finally reached Mu's side, a low and sluggish voice suddenly came from the ear of the old painter again.

The painter raised his head in astonishment, and a huge black hole as huge as a mountain peak suddenly turned around and aimed at it.

In an instant, infinite suction came from that side, and the low, sluggish voice also resonated in the world.

"Hugh, my son."