Chapter 327: As a god

When the Holy Lord, who had possessed 12 charms and had returned to the strongest state of the current version, descended on this world again, the black qi was constantly rejoicing, the sky turned dark red, rolling dark clouds hung over the entire city, and blood-colored lightning thunderbolts continued to sound, as if the end of the world was over, and an indescribable fear weighed on everyone's hearts.

"Roaring !!!"

Seeing that Taylor insulted himself as a reptile, the Demon Holy Lord, who had always called himself a noble dragon, instantly became furious, and its size swelled up suddenly, and it began to wantonly volatilize the power in its body.

It's time for this self-defeating little flesh worm to show you what the true power of the Ancient Fire Demon is.

Rumble!!!

Soon the entire Black Hand Mansion was blown up by the gigantic Holy Lord, and the top floor of the entire edifice was blown out, and the fragments of billowing ash and reinforced concrete soil fell from above, instantly crushing a large part of the building, and the bottom of the building fell into a flood of mourning.

"I'm the Venerable Dragon and the most powerful demonic wizard of all time, and you've angered me, you little flesh worm !! you can't help yourself."

Seeing Taylor floating in front of him with a golden electric current, the Holy Lord still disdained him, he stubbornly and arrogantly believed that he had mastered the power of 12 gods and stood above the world, even the heaven and earth in the underworld were helpless against him.

Hua Long, who had just left the Black Hand Mansion and hadn't gone far, looked at his lair with a bewildered expression, and his lair was suddenly lifted out, and the base camp of the Black Hand Organization, the Great Black Hand Mansion, was also thrown aside by someone and replaced by a brown monster.

What's going on here? Did I just leave the house and it was gone?

Varon suddenly felt a toothache.

At the same time, Daddy and Chen Longda took a taxi forcibly borrowed by Chen Long and rushed all the way to the Black Hand Mansion full of wailing and screaming, billowing smoke and a behemoth entrenched on it.

"Daddy, can you deal with that demon? He's almost as big as the King Kong you saw in the movies, no, he's bigger than that King Kong now! ”

With a shocked expression, Long Chen looked through the glass at the Holy Lord who was entangled in smoke and fire above the building, and above him a series of fighter jets streaked through the air, trying to deal with the demon entrenched in the building in their own way.

It's like they tackle a chimpanzee entrenched in the Empire State Building in a movie.

However, the difference is that the chimpanzee is just a mutated or atavistic beast, and the Holy Lord still has 12 divine powers and an indestructible body despite his lack of wisdom and magic.

The Holy Lord seemed to be intending to dispose of the small reptiles flying around his body before handling the feast, and its eyes glowed with golden light, and the divine power of the pig charm began to work.

Swish! Swish!

Boom Boom!

A series of golden currents crossed different trajectory arcs in the air, instantly penetrating the fighters, and one after another the fighters were pierced by the golden currents, and then shattered in the air, forming a beautiful but seeping fireball.

After disposing of those annoying flies and crawlers, the Holy Lord turned his head and stared at Taylor with a scarlet gaze full of murderous intent, and he stared at Taylor viciously.

"Now, poor little flesh worm, you manipulate the faint and incomparably faint current, seemingly flexible space, but in front of the great demon wizard, the fire lord, the noble dragon, you have nothing!"

Now that no one bothered him, he was going to torture this fellow's flesh with the most violent means, crush his soul, hold it firmly in place, bless eternal restoration, and plunge him into endless hell and endless torment.

When you get tired of playing, you will fulfill the mage's wishes, throw him into hell to bear the wrath of his brothers and sisters, and let the power of hell drain his wisdom, turning him into a beast and an idiot.

The Holy Lord felt that his idea was very good and easy to implement.

Taylor felt that he had seen part of the power of hell today, worthy of the existence of being able to consume the demon's wisdom and knowledge, and look at the big guy in front of him, who had only recovered part of his strength, and now he was arrogant.

Your founder, the black qi that makes up this world does not dare to be presumptuous in front of me, and even if I destroy it, it can only please me.

And you, a little devil of the son's generation, a half-breed reptile, and the character of an impostor and venerable dragon, dare to make a big fuss about me.

Taylor was about to make a move when he found a taxi underneath, chasing all the way in a retrograde manner, as if blessed by providence in the dark, that is, no one stopped and there was no chaotic traffic, as if everyone had made a way for the taxi to pass.

Righteousness?

Taylor looked up and saw a powerful stream of white gas hanging down from the sky, and more currents were blessed here, and more air currents were blessed on an old man wearing a brown woolen sweater and a white short shirt, holding dried puffer fish and dried lizards.

It is indeed done by righteousness, righteousness is wronged, it does not dare to target Taylor, for fear that Taylor will directly beat it into a ball of invisible gas that does not even have instinct, so it can only summon a capable assistant in his own way to be responsible for saving the scene.

So Dad naturally discovered the awakening of the demon, and also naturally found a taxi, the right time and place and people seemed to be perfectly unified at this moment, and the road was unimpeded, even the traffic light intersection was smooth all the way.

This action of righteousness also made Taylor further realize the potential, suggestiveness, and particularity of his own personality in a certain sense.

Maybe I can snatch away the black qi and righteous qi when the time comes, and try to make them become beings similar to the evil gods of subspace, become the guardian of the 500 world, and link all the positive and negative desires and positive and negative emotions in the 500 world.

You can try it............

But now is not the time to think about these questions, and as soon as Taylor stretched out his hand, an invisible wall of space enclosed over the entire city.

He is the strongest in this world, no one knows where he comes from, no one will threaten him, and it is unlikely that there will be any exceptional power. So why can't he exert his rights and wield his power wantonly?

People with power are not used to stay aside, they are used to display their ambitions, ambitions, and grand causes, and it is not advisable to blindly suppress themselves to make themselves cautious, and appropriate relaxation is due.

So Taylor intends to be in this world to let people understand what true power and the return of the gods are, and let them understand what true awe and fear are.

He looks like a bad guy when you think about it, hahahahaha............

(End of chapter)