The Devil Restores: I Can Transform The Great Love

A combat-level is very terrorist.

Luo Xi and in the fog of shadowy people did not intersect, thousands of thousands of thousands of footsteps moved demonic shields, bringing out each monstrous “Wood Man” crushed.

Silently, there were no stopping wooden people appearing.

The whole body is covered with blood, the movement is rigid, conducting without fear of death.

These people came from the wooden people, in the blink of an eye, they would burst out into a terrifying force-level grandmaster, once they were defeated, Luo Xi would be mortally wounded.

He could arbitrarily destroy them.

But the opponent can be wrong countless times, he can only be wrong once!

This was the wooden man behind the creepy man.

. . .

The five souls were suspended from the bloodshed.

It meant carrying a bunch of demons and killing them one by one.

The deeper the place, Dao Xuan stood in a forest above, holding a compass brass in his hand, according to him, the ground exploded, the grass and rocks changed, the terrain was changed.

He was a thousand meters ahead, there was an old figure, in front of him hovering a map, taking a pen that was constantly sketching.

Between the two of them was a tree, both of which were hard to imagine, a tree, heavy as a god, the great earth shattered terribly. . . .

No one dared to enter it.

Even if the sect master entered, he was afraid to be forced into crushed flesh in the blink of an eye.

. . .

The master and Yamamoto fought even more terrifyingly.

The two grandmaster-level peaks, while raising their hands and feet, half of the mountain were destroyed.

A sword dao flew out, and it was cut into two halves, and the rest of the great sect master was afraid to avoid it.

. . .

Knocking on the old man’s door didn’t knock.

A thousand thousand daos banged on the door inside, and an invisible demon appeared on the door, setting up into the inner void holding Sun Zhengwen.

He furrowed his brow, taking a step forward, only to find that there was no way to do it.

Knocking on the door the old man was full of dead people on his face, silently laughing.

At this moment, Sun Zhengwen suddenly took a big gulp and began to breathe, and in his throat came a monstrous “Fuck” sound, as if something wanted to come out.

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On this side, it seemed that the people who met them all showed a bit of fear.

After a moment.

“Ha ha ha!”

This person who used to be Jiang Bei’s director, suddenly lowered his head, and laughed hysterically, each bloodline on his body was constantly spreading, his body was open, constantly bulging.

Until the end.

Turned into a small one again!

The six-seven-meter-tall body, the entire upper body under each muscle mass is dissipating with tremendous force, fresh fresh blood on the skin.

Slowly lifting up to the face above, the other sounded bloodthirsty, so that the demons all wanted to tremble!

“Slash . . .”

In the invisible air, the door was shattered, Sun Zhengwen knocked on the old man’s door, one right went down, the great land in a flash collapsed more than ten meters.

. . .

Chu Han Yue was also mortally wounded.

Her whole body erupted in horror, bringing the air to a standstill, the opponent manipulated the vegetative blood, a vines like a sharp blade slashed down, and in a flash appeared a long narrow end of the trench.

Chu Han Yue clearly fell into Xia Feng, as if he was not familiar with the Grand Master of the Rank.

Her genius was very strong, every time during her departure, she became stronger, slowly stabilized the battle.

. . .

The horizon had two terrifying auras coming.

A bodhisattva mud statue, a young cold face, one left and one right, hidden to the Equality King formed to envelop the limb.

“How.”

“Want the same place in this place?”

Equality King coldly opened his mouth, facing the two sun kings, not afraid at all.

“Ha ha, The Equality King joked, we are just looking at the bustle, Nehemiah crosses the river, it is difficult to guarantee itself, I do not dare to cause problems.”

The Bodhisattva Demon King grinned and opened his mouth.

The boy in his eyes was a ten-part, agitated warrior.

“It’s you . . .” Equality King stared at the young man, a little stunned, and his eyes suddenly flashed with no intensity before.

“A few hundred years ago, I tried to betray Dao Ming, relying on survival, using every mortal body, living you in the next life!”

“Left, you’re not dead yet?”

The teenager laughed, like he was very contemptuous, did not respond, nor did he make any movements, just calmly stared away from Zheng Chen.

The Equality King on his immense body was constantly shaking.

If it weren’t for the fact that the nearest underworld was exactly the same as the great nuisance, and the king couldn’t help it, he would have said that he wanted to kill the teenager now.

. . .

Every single one of them was terrifying.

But everyone’s eyes are in the center, still the same as Zheng Guan, Wei successfully breakthrough or not, will affect today this match.

Obviously, Mu Ming wouldn’t let him take it that easy.

Very quickly, two terrifying daos came out from the inner fog, directly pressing towards Zheng Chen.

Thankfully, two soft shouts rang out.

“Underworld, Ban Xia, Chen Xing’an, the sect.”

“Underworld, look at the river, Zhang Mu, ha ha, kill you!”

It was the four great masters fighting in the same place.

This time, the underworld came here who was completely exhausted, made a person dressed in Miao clan, played the beautiful short flute girl from the fog, and there was no one who could stop her.

Melodic in the enemy’s voice.

Counting the poison, he followed the young woman behind him, seeing the numbness of his scalp.

“It’s her!”

“The Black Demon Maiden?”

“Numb . . . Get away a little bit, don’t get involved.”

“Your poison, even the grand master can kill!”

Not only that, another party in the fog, with a large array of bodies appeared, led by a middle-aged man, Western shoes, like an elite company leader.

In his hand he tapped a drum face.

The dense drum beats, demonic tempos make people very uncomfortable.

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One by one the demonic fierce forms followed behind him, in which there was not even a shortage of scarlet clothes!

Even more terrifying, he was wearing a coarse cloth in the old demon’s clothes, the aura was unfathomable, it was fierce!

“Is the Human Demon Sect?”

“It’s awful again!”

“This is this sect elder, still the deputy sect master who came personally?”

“Great Demon Sect Cultivator, I have met once before, the trick is unimaginably cruel, he used to live in a small deserted city, nearly ten thousand people became behind him!”

This isn’t even over.

Again a direction transmitted to the devil jumped on the sound, with the muzzle hitting.

Depending on a monstrosity who comes out, the head is as big as a duel, the ears are wide and long, even hanging on the shoulders, the camel’s hump is nosed, the mouth is long.

On the gentle face, the smile is usually open.

This is often said Maitreya general, blessed general, this person is a little bombastic, basically not like an ordinary person, like squeezing out a mud statue, to be able to do so.

This “Maitreya master” knocked on his muzzle, and behind his back followed the ancient temple, on the ground jerked.

Each one in the altar contained a baby head, now revealed to him the same compassionately laughing.

“Ha ha, Amitabha Buddha, the world crosses the sea, Nebuchadnezzar is responsible, the champion of life and death of the river, I give you a hand!”

He grinned and opened his mouth, his inner gaze as cold as a cold mist.

The three great sect masters took one step at a time.

Zheng Chen had only one to support the hammer before, and even standing up was difficult.

At this moment, the perimeter of the people, all of them showed a smile.

A battle was won and lost, as if it had been concluded.

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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