A demon king, a seventh-level powerhouse comparable to the cultivation of the Golden Immortal, was killed by a monk who was only compared to the Golden Pill in the form of a cheating in this way.

Although there are many accidents, the result is inevitable.

Of course, there are also because of the hell demons, energy and rules, all originating from this heaven and earth, in terms of survivability, far inferior to the golden immortals on the way to cultivating immortals.

Killed a demon king, got a lot of military merits, and the qualification to enter the military academy for further study, but Feng Linwan did not swell, but closed the communication channel with the new West for the first time, and even reduced the energy output of his own mecha, hiding in the chaotic battlefield.

As soon as the drums of war sounded, there was no military order to withdraw troops, and they had to fight to the death.

Soldiering is a serious profession, not a playground where anyone can play here, if there is a benefit, go on it, and walk if there is no benefit or danger, then it is all messed up?

But in the same way, killing a demon king would make Feng Lin Wan dazzling, and with his intuition, he couldn't sense whether there was a powerful and complete Hell Demon King staring at him. He couldn't be sure if even some demon lords would begin to put some of their spirits on themselves.

He couldn't leave anything to chance.

Although the number of Hell Demon Kings is not as rare as that of the Demon Lord, it is also the top combat power of the entire Hell, and each one is numerous.

The fall of a demon king, on the one hand, hell, will never give up.

Continuing to drive the Golden Light Protector of the New West, it is true that it can get a certain amount of support in a short period of time, but it is undoubtedly a live target.

Sooner or later, they will be hammered to death.

No matter where the baldness is, it is not worth relying on.

If they were sure to fight against a large number of demon kings and demon lords, they would have directly attacked similar worlds by themselves a long time ago, so why did they have to buy Feng Lin Wan to work for them again?

This is like doing business, a transaction of 1,000 yuan, and the seller takes a few dozen yuan to add money, which is called sincerity. But if it's a thousand-dollar transaction, with tens of thousands of dollars, it's stupid...

Although those monks in the New West, listening to all the strange titles, feel quite stupid.

But they have the ability to split Buddhism, and they are still getting bigger and stronger, who really thinks they are stupid, then they are really stupid.

"Seal the boy, be careful!" In the battalion communication channel inside the mecha, the battalion commander's anxious shouts were heard.

Feng Lin Wan had no premonition of danger, but he chose to believe that with one twist, in less than tenths of a second, the mecha had completed the leap from fifty percent kinetic energy to one hundred percent kinetic energy.

The massive body of steel has pounced into a horde of infernal creatures, and then allowed these infernal creatures to cover themselves.

Let the hellish creatures crunch at the shield he had broken open with their claws and fangs.

However, in just an instant, a large number of hellish creatures quickly melted like snow seeing the scorching sun of July.

The pus and blood with a strong corrosive texture were still gurgling and foaming.

Feng Linwan's mecha shield, at full power, lasted less than two seconds before it was shattered.

A majestic pillar of light fell from above the sky and slashed at the mecha that sealed the forest.

Although it paralyzed 60% of the mecha's wiring, it also successfully split the entangled poisonous evil temporarily, revealing a small gap.

The next moment, as if possessing spirituality, the poisonous evil entangled towards the archangel mecha with blooming wings.

There was no time at all, which made Feng Linwan feel too much.

Manipulating the instinct of jumping space, Feng Linwan traveled through time and space to the world of Xianxia, who had 'struggled' with Bai Xiaotian before, according to the familiar coordinates.

Among the many worlds that Feng Linwan has experienced.

The world constructed by the Eight Immortals has been closed, and it is impossible to enter it again.

In other worlds, except for the mysterious Old God World, only this Xianxia World can withstand a casual blow from the mysterious demon lord.

After the jump, Feng Lin flickered and returned to the battlefield.

Hiding in another world is certainly a way out.

But that would be tantamount to being a deserter.

Dodging blows from enemy powerhouses is an instinct to survive, and there is nothing wrong with it. But to evade responsibility, this is to disregard military law, unless Feng Linwan is ready, from now on wandering in different worlds, evading the arrest from the military department, or he has to return to the battlefield quickly.

As for the blow of the demon lord, will it bring any irreparable damage to that Xianxia world?

Feng Lin Wan is not worried.

That world has become the private backyard of Bai Xiaotian's father and some other bigwigs, how can it be destroyed and presumptuous?

When Feng Linwan returned, he happened to see the archangel mecha that had broken its wings and fell and smashed into the pile of flesh and blood.

Activating the power, flying out of the flying claws, grabbing the archangel mecha out of the flesh and blood pile of the hellish creatures, Feng Lin Wan passed the channel between the mechas, and hurriedly asked: "Battalion commander, how are you?"

In the archangel mecha, the battalion commander's rather weak voice came out: "Phew, it's okay, I just vomited two mouthfuls of blood, the poison of the demon cub is really powerful, if it weren't for my grandfather, I still have some ability to press the bottom of the box, so I would have folded here." ”

Feng Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Although even if the battalion commander is really good, he can save it with the lotus seeds given by He Xiangu.

On the other side, the demon lord who gave Feng Lin Wan a 'casual blow' did not pay more attention to Feng Lin Wan's body again.

Because he's in real trouble.

Training is a training exercise, but it is not to bury all the elites of the military department.

Therefore, when the battle situation reached a certain level, the seventh- and eighth-level bigwigs belonging to the military department also took action.

Brilliant skies, shrouded in indescribable colors.

Magic, spells, flying swords, telekinesis, fighting spirit, martial arts qi and blood... All kinds of powerful abilities actually converged into one, and then first protected the military army, and then like a huge bulldozer, it advanced in all directions.

It doesn't matter what level of hell you are.

As long as you bump into it, it's just one word... Die!

There is a powerful demon lord who does not believe in evil and sets up boundless darkness, intending to envelop this area and turn it into his home field again.

But the next moment, the military bigwigs immediately taught him to be a demon.

As soon as he made contact, he was directly torn apart by the terrifying sword qi of the sword cultivator, and his body was shattered.

Then there was the Great Speller, with the power of unparalleled incantation, to curse any mark left by this demon lord in any time and space, at any time and at any moment.

Every item related to this demon lord will be destroyed by the vicissitudes of time under the power of the curse.

Even those creatures of hell have begun to forget, the name of this once great and powerful demon lord of hell, the name of the mighty hell, and the great name he once broke through.

The ultimate destruction of a living being is to eliminate his existence from the material to the spiritual, so that he is completely forgotten.

If time does not exist, then every fragment of a life, experienced exists in parallel in a sense.

The interruption of this continuity in a future fragment does not mean the death of this life in the broad sense of the word, because he can still live in other fragments.

But when all the imprints of all fragments are gone, then this life is a real, complete, and indisputable death, and it ceases to exist.