Volume 69
Volume 69: Demon clan twelve days
The twelve days of the demon clan are twelve streamers flying. Who is the twelve days of the demon clan?
It is said that there will be twelve great powers in each session of the demon clan, and these people are the most powerful existence formed by continuous fighting from the holy land. Even their strength has surpassed the Lord.
Twelve people gathered to Guanghua and stood in the void. These twelve people were six men and six women. Women don't need to think about it. There were no beauties in the demon clan at all, just as there were no whites in African orthodoxy.
Although others don't look beautiful, for these native demons, these women are already the best of the demons.
Just like, white people don't like black people, but do you think black people will like white people? " See the Lord. "Twelve people knelt on the ground and said to the old man." Twelve of you are really carefree. Don't you show up until I'm hacked to death? "The old man snorted coldly and said slowly." Subordinates dare not. "Twelve people bowed their heads slightly." Get up. “
Twelve people got up and slowly looked at the magic sea. "Are you the one who cut through the Holy Land and slaughtered the genius of the holy land? "Demon Wuhai took a step forward, and the demon smiled," yes, who else is here besides me? "
"Then, shouldn't you pay for what you did when you destroyed the holy land?" One said.
"I don't think I'm wrong."
"You broke the holy land for hundreds of millions of years and slaughtered those innocent geniuses in the holy land. Don't you have a trace of guilt as a demon?"
"Why do I feel guilty? The demon clan has existed for countless years, and you don't want to break the seal and enter the bright world. Instead, you live a Xanadu like life here. Don't you feel hot on your face while blaming others?"
"I think we live well and peacefully. Although we are sealed, we can still cultivate and become strong. Although the bright world is beautiful and rich in resources, we think the demon world is our home." One person of the demon clan said for twelve days, and the others nodded.
"Peace? Now the light world is in flames of war, and a new powerful king is about to appear. Are you still living in peace with fantasy? Then what awaits you will be a devastating blow, and even the demon clan will be removed from the world."
"They are them and we are us. Even if the whole bright world is destroyed, what does it have to do with us?"
"Nothing to do with you? Today I'm going to wake you up and let my own people fight. At least it's much better than dying in the hands of outsiders." Said Mo Wuhai.
At this time, the old man came forward and said with a smile, "I said, twelve, just play around. In case you hurt the eight armed demon God, it's not good."
"What? Is he the legendary one sealed by the saint of light?" The demon clan's face was full of shock for twelve days.
In the demon clan, the eight armed demon God is definitely a famous figure. Although he has disappeared for countless years, no one can break the brilliance he created. He is the totem of the demon clan and the pride of the demon clan.
"The demon clan has seen the eight armed demon God in twelve days." Twelve people said respectfully, "but Lord eight armed demon, although you were once the strongest in this field, now we still need to see your strength. If your strength degenerates, then we can only say sorry to you, where you come from, you will go." The demon clan finished twelve days, and the whole body was boiling with tacit understanding, as if a large amount of magic gas filled the nearby space.
The magic gas rolled, and the whole magic sea was shrouded, as if swallowed by these magic gases.
Magic Wuhai stood in the magic gas, and he couldn't see anything, even the gentleman couldn't release it. At this moment, twelve bright lights emerged, and then turned into twelve bronze mirrors, each of which was like a mountain falling around the magic Wuhai.
There is only one person in these mirrors, and this person is demon Wuhai's eight armed body. These people pose in various positions.
At last, the twelve mirrors disappeared, and the twelve mirrors turned into twelve golden giants. All the twelve people seemed to be watered with gold, and each of them was an eight armed demon God.
Demon Wuhai was awe inspiring. He could feel the breath of these twelve people. This was his breath, and even his magic was the same as him.
It's too terrible. A person hits twelve himself. Once he launches an attack, it's likely that these twelve people will launch the same attack. Even if he is strong, he may not be able to resist it.
At this moment, if they have the intention to retreat, the twelve people will not hesitate to hurt the killer and defeat themselves at the time of their most vulnerable.
Mo Wuhai sat cross legged, and these twelve people sat cross legged, as if they were Mo Wuhai, and Mo Wuhai was them.
But the only difference is that Mo Wuhai has his own thinking. But the next moment, Mo Wuhai didn't think like this, because the twelve people actually began to melt after crossing their knees, and finally the golden drops slowly converged into a golden armor God of war.
The golden armor man was covered with terror blades, holding a golden long knife in his hand, and the blade of the long knife glittered with a monstrous red light.
At this moment, the Jin Jia man suddenly sucked, and the magic gas around him was like a water leak, which was frantically absorbed by the Jin family.
The Jin family's whole body was full of magic gas, and then a layer of black gas gathered on the golden blade, and the three color light of the golden blade flashed.
The golden armor giant suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were golden with endless ferocity. Then the golden giant jumped up suddenly and fell with a knife. The sky was divided in two, separated by golden light.
The terrifying space storm swept the world.
The light of the knife was close, and the light of the knife fell on the top of Mo Wuhai. I saw that the whole person of Mo Wuhai was instantly cut by the sharp sword, and blood splashed everywhere.
And the audience around showed a shocked look. If the demon sea is strong, then the twelve days of the demon clan is not strong enough to be boundless.
A knife blast, such power, is terrible, the golden armor giant opened his mouth, this is the dialogue of twelve people "I didn't expect this person to be so powerful."
"Yes, even the Jinjia man he turned into, I'm afraid he can destroy the sky and the earth."
"But I think he's still too big."
"Yes, he actually moved when the light of the knife approached. Was he bent on dying?"
At this time, the figure of Mo Wuhai appeared, and no one even knew where he came from.
It's like disappearing out of thin air and suddenly appearing.
"I feel your strength, which is actually twelve times my strength. You are very strong and qualified to be my opponent." Mo Wuhai said with a smile. In his eyes, even if it is 12 times his own strength, why should he be afraid, because his most powerful skill is not this physical strength at all.
The twelve days of the demon clan are twelve streamers flying. Who is the twelve days of the demon clan?
It is said that there will be twelve great powers in each session of the demon clan, and these people are the most powerful existence formed by continuous fighting from the holy land. Even their strength has surpassed the Lord.
Twelve people gathered to Guanghua and stood in the void. These twelve people were six men and six women. Women don't need to think about it. There were no beauties in the demon clan at all, just as there were no whites in African orthodoxy.
Although others don't look beautiful, for these native demons, these women are already the best of the demons.
Just like, white people don't like black people, but do you think black people will like white people? " See the Lord. "Twelve people knelt on the ground and said to the old man." Twelve of you are really carefree. Don't you show up until I'm hacked to death? "The old man snorted coldly and said slowly." Subordinates dare not. "Twelve people bowed their heads slightly." Get up. “
Twelve people got up and slowly looked at the magic sea. "Are you the one who cut through the Holy Land and slaughtered the genius of the holy land? "Demon Wuhai took a step forward, and the demon smiled," yes, who else is here besides me? "
"Then, shouldn't you pay for what you did when you destroyed the holy land?" One said.
"I don't think I'm wrong."
"You broke the holy land for hundreds of millions of years and slaughtered those innocent geniuses in the holy land. Don't you have a trace of guilt as a demon?"
"Why do I feel guilty? The demon clan has existed for countless years, and you don't want to break the seal and enter the bright world. Instead, you live a Xanadu like life here. Don't you feel hot on your face while blaming others?"
"I think we live well and peacefully. Although we are sealed, we can still cultivate and become strong. Although the bright world is beautiful and rich in resources, we think the demon world is our home." One person of the demon clan said for twelve days, and the others nodded.
"Peace? Now the light world is in flames of war, and a new powerful king is about to appear. Are you still living in peace with fantasy? Then what awaits you will be a devastating blow, and even the demon clan will be removed from the world."
"They are them and we are us. Even if the whole bright world is destroyed, what does it have to do with us?"
"Nothing to do with you? Today I'm going to wake you up and let my own people fight. At least it's much better than dying in the hands of outsiders." Said Mo Wuhai.
At this time, the old man came forward and said with a smile, "I said, twelve, just play around. In case you hurt the eight armed demon God, it's not good."
"What? Is he the legendary one sealed by the saint of light?" The demon clan's face was full of shock for twelve days.
In the demon clan, the eight armed demon God is definitely a famous figure. Although he has disappeared for countless years, no one can break the brilliance he created. He is the totem of the demon clan and the pride of the demon clan.
"The demon clan has seen the eight armed demon God in twelve days." Twelve people said respectfully, "but Lord eight armed demon, although you were once the strongest in this field, now we still need to see your strength. If your strength degenerates, then we can only say sorry to you, where you come from, you will go." The demon clan finished twelve days, and the whole body was boiling with tacit understanding, as if a large amount of magic gas filled the nearby space.
The magic gas rolled, and the whole magic sea was shrouded, as if swallowed by these magic gases.
Magic Wuhai stood in the magic gas, and he couldn't see anything, even the gentleman couldn't release it. At this moment, twelve bright lights emerged, and then turned into twelve bronze mirrors, each of which was like a mountain falling around the magic Wuhai.
There is only one person in these mirrors, and this person is demon Wuhai's eight armed body. These people pose in various positions.
At last, the twelve mirrors disappeared, and the twelve mirrors turned into twelve golden giants. All the twelve people seemed to be watered with gold, and each of them was an eight armed demon God.
Demon Wuhai was awe inspiring. He could feel the breath of these twelve people. This was his breath, and even his magic was the same as him.
It's too terrible. A person hits twelve himself. Once he launches an attack, it's likely that these twelve people will launch the same attack. Even if he is strong, he may not be able to resist it.
At this moment, if they have the intention to retreat, the twelve people will not hesitate to hurt the killer and defeat themselves at the time of their most vulnerable.
Mo Wuhai sat cross legged, and these twelve people sat cross legged, as if they were Mo Wuhai, and Mo Wuhai was them.
But the only difference is that Mo Wuhai has his own thinking. But the next moment, Mo Wuhai didn't think like this, because the twelve people actually began to melt after crossing their knees, and finally the golden drops slowly converged into a golden armor God of war.
The golden armor man was covered with terror blades, holding a golden long knife in his hand, and the blade of the long knife glittered with a monstrous red light.
At this moment, the Jin Jia man suddenly sucked, and the magic gas around him was like a water leak, which was frantically absorbed by the Jin family.
The Jin family's whole body was full of magic gas, and then a layer of black gas gathered on the golden blade, and the three color light of the golden blade flashed.
The golden armor giant suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were golden with endless ferocity. Then the golden giant jumped up suddenly and fell with a knife. The sky was divided in two, separated by golden light.
The terrifying space storm swept the world.
The light of the knife was close, and the light of the knife fell on the top of Mo Wuhai. I saw that the whole person of Mo Wuhai was instantly cut by the sharp sword, and blood splashed everywhere.
And the audience around showed a shocked look. If the demon sea is strong, then the twelve days of the demon clan is not strong enough to be boundless.
A knife blast, such power, is terrible, the golden armor giant opened his mouth, this is the dialogue of twelve people "I didn't expect this person to be so powerful."
"Yes, even the Jinjia man he turned into, I'm afraid he can destroy the sky and the earth."
"But I think he's still too big."
"Yes, he actually moved when the light of the knife approached. Was he bent on dying?"
At this time, the figure of Mo Wuhai appeared, and no one even knew where he came from.
It's like disappearing out of thin air and suddenly appearing.
"I feel your strength, which is actually twelve times my strength. You are very strong and qualified to be my opponent." Mo Wuhai said with a smile. In his eyes, even if it is 12 times his own strength, why should he be afraid, because his most powerful skill is not this physical strength at all.