Chapter 90: The Demon King Descends

Lin Yi couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart, even in the face of this demon clan who was so tall and powerful. ()

Lin Yi hit his head over, and the claws and bones all beckoned to the other party's body.

The aura of that demon clan is obviously stronger than Lin Yi, and it definitely belongs to the high-ranking existence of the demon clan.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he roared at Lin Yi, dived forward, and collided with Lin Yi.

The two sides fought violently, and after several collisions, they damaged each other, and after a violent collision, they separated.

Lin Yi gasped, and after a fight, he did not suffer a loss because there was a demon finger in the dantian.

The tall demon clan's eyes were full of chill and anger when he looked at Lin Yi, and he shouted, "Who do you belong to, and why are you slaughtering so many clansmen in my territory?"

Lin Yi sneered: "Low-level demons are like ants, they kill them, what's so strange." ”

The tall demon frowned and said loudly: "You are right, you have slaughtered more than 10,000 of my subordinates, and I have not asked you for a theory. But if you don't stop, you're going to start a war, or you're trying to challenge my majesty!"

Lin Yi didn't know much about this demon clan, but he knew that they were strictly hierarchical, and he didn't pity the low-level demons like ants. But listening to the words of the demon clan in front of him, it seems that in the Silent Valley, there are also several forces that are fighting with each other.

Lin Yi didn't have the heart to entangle with him, he just wanted to quickly find the thing that could cause the mysterious broken sword to vibrate, and suppress the demonic sea where the demonic qi was raging in the dantian.

"You dodge, or die!" Lin Yi coldly threw down a sentence, he didn't have the slightest pity for the demons.

The tall demon clan sneered and said, "You haven't evolved into a demon general, but you don't have the slightest awe in the face of this demon general, it's really a mayfly shaking the tree, and you should be punished!"

"Demon General? It must be a classification of the demon rank. Lin Yi thought, but he didn't know anything about the demon general, and he didn't know what kind of demon clan was called the demon general.

Lin Yi managed a lot, let out a low roar, and rushed directly towards the demon general, with a momentum like a rainbow, and he was indomitable.

A trace of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the demon general, and the low-level demon clan will have a kind of awe for the superior from the depths of his soul, this awe is innate, and he can't explain it.

Like Lin Yi, who still dares to shoot at him, it is nothing more than three situations.

First, Lin Yi is not a demon at all, so naturally he will not be in awe of him. On the other hand, Lin Yi's level in the demon clan is even higher than him.

But the likelihood of these two is extremely low.

The only possibility is the third one, Lin Yi is a demon eater in the demon race, this kind of mutant belonging to the demon race, can improve its own strength by devouring other demon races, and evolve into a higher demon race step by step.

The demon general sneered, and with a wave of his big hand, endless demons instantly poured out of the grass behind him, and there were several high-level demons, and their aura was not weaker than Lin Yi's.

The demon general roared: "This is the Demon Eater, crush him for me!"

The demon general crashed into Lin Yi first, and many demons behind him rushed up.

Lin Yi didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, and there seemed to be some excitement in his heart, he knew that this kind of affection was all the magic finger in the dantian affecting him.

Lin Yi and the demon general collided together, clutch to clutche, bone and vertebrae were entangled, and the two sides rolled together.

Many demons found an opportunity and pounced, stabbing into Lin Yi's body one by one, like a long snake dancing wildly.

Lin Yi gasped, the scarlet light in his eyes became more and more penetrating, the top of his head suddenly cracked, and a pair of brand-new magic horns burst out of his skull, and the magic horns were carved with mysterious threads, which seemed to contain some kind of wisdom.

When the demon general saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "What a fast evolution!"

Before the words fell, Lin Yi suddenly screamed.

Lin Yi felt bursts of unbearable pain suddenly coming from both sides of his back, and a tearing feeling welled up in his heart, as if something in his back was about to break out.

"Ah......h

Lin Yi's black hair danced wildly, like a mad demon, and his face was hideous.

The demons suddenly saw a scene that made them horrified and unforgettable, and then almost all the demons were prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to look directly.

The sides of Lin Yi's back slowly cracked two large gaps one foot long, and the flesh inside was dripping with blood, and pieces of muscle were torn apart, and black "colored" blood "liquid" flowed out.

In Lin Yi's screams, a pair of black 'colored' bone wings with blurred flesh and blood slowly stretched out from his back, gradually expanding and opening.

The bone wings are as black as ink, and each bone spur is as sharp and sharp as the bone vertebrae, and the edges are smooth and sharp, no less than a divine weapon.

A pair of bone wings were fully opened, more than five meters long, exuding infinite murderous intent and an eerie chill, and every time they fanned, it seemed to be able to blow a biting Nine Yin Wind.

At this time, Lin Yi was covered with scales and spikes, his head was born with two horns, his tail was shaking with thick black bone vertebrae, and a pair of huge bone wings stretched out, and the whole person was like a demon descending from the Nine Abyss, with awe-inspiring demonic power.

Many of the surrounding demons had already knelt on the ground, and the demon generals who had fought with Lin Yi at the beginning had a frightened "color" in their eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "The demon king is coming!"

"Ah......h

Lin Yi roared angrily, and a black 'color' sound wave that could be spoken of by the naked eye spread to all around, like ripples on the surface of the water, and countless demons were shocked into ashes by this roar.

Countless black 'colored' demonic qi poured into Lin Yi's body again, and the demonic power was even stronger.

Lin Yi glanced at the demon general coldly, as if he was looking at an ant-like cunning zizii.

The figure slashed, turning into a wisp of smoke, and the black "colored" bone wings slashed across the body of the demon general, and after half a sound, the demon general's body exploded and turned into ashes.

At this time, Lin Yi's body had already turned into a bottomless pit, absorbing the surrounding demonic qi all the time, his body was everywhere, corpses were everywhere, and no demon clan could escape his devouring.

The appearance of the dantian has already changed greatly, a black "color" ocean that cannot be seen, exuding bursts of chill, and a demonic magic finger is happily passing through the ocean.

The mysterious broken sword was suspended in the sky above the Demon Sea, and the blue spiritual power of the early stage of foundation building was circulating around, and the sound of the sword roar was endless.

The black "color" demon finger was far away from the mysterious broken sword in the sea of demons, sweeping away the bad luck that had been suppressed before.

Lin Yi didn't know what the consequences would be if he continued to evolve like this, but he knew that the result in front of him was definitely not what he wanted.

In the primeval era, the demons were in turmoil, slaughtering sentient beings, and mourning all over the wilderness. The strong men of the hundred clans worked together to support a world, fight against the demons, and a great war broke out, and the gods fell countless times, and finally exchanged for the common people to live unharmed, and the years were peaceful.

The hatred between the hundred clans and the demons cannot be resolved, and Lin Yi is also full of hatred for the demons, and the rejection and killing intent of the demons flow in his blood.

If he is allowed to turn into a demon, it is better to kill him with a sword, and what kind of chivalrous road can he cultivate.

Lin Yi galloped all the way, followed by the slightest hint of induction, and suddenly there was a trance in front of him, and finally broke through the thick gray fog.

He saw an altar with white bones as a base, blood paved the way, and an eerie aura.