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No, it's not raising.
To be precise, it was as if there was something under the palm that was fighting against the giant demon, and he slowly raised his palm.
"How can this be?"
Several dark demons felt a little unbelievable.
Then, they all looked under the palm of the huge demon god and saw an incredible demon god.
This demon was seven to eight meters tall and his face was not ferocious, but the permeating power of death was several times stronger than theirs.
At this moment, the demon god raised his head and slowly raised the palm of the huge demon god. No matter how hard the huge demon god tried, he could not press it down.
"Let's go!" As Nalant shouted softly, the giant demon's hand was finally pushed up high, causing the giant demon's figure to become unstable and stagger back.
"Who are you exactly?"
After pushing the giant demon away, Nalant dodged and flew dozens of meters away.
All the Dark Demon Gods looked at his image, which looked more like the Dark Demon God than themselves and others, and found it difficult to accept it for a moment.
"I'm not just me anymore, human Nalant!" Nalant smiled slightly.
But after a pause, he added: "Of course, in fact, I do have another identity, and that is the master of your Dark Demon God, the undead clan!"
"The undead clan? This is impossible!"
Several dark demons immediately retorted in shock.
"Nothing is impossible. Can the death energy in me still be fake?"
"Actually, I killed an undead clan hundreds of thousands of years ago, and then obtained the inheritance of the undead clan."
"So, after all, I am really half your master. If any of you are willing to surrender to me, I can consider taking you in."
"How about it? Surrender to me and I will save you from death!" Nalant kept talking, and all the dark demons were stunned.
After all, his demon body is too confusing, and such a thing is something they have never seen before.
"Don't believe him. He is definitely not an immortal. If he is an immortal, the mark in our body will tell us directly. So no matter why he became like this, killing him now will definitely not be wrong!"
At this time, the huge dark demon suddenly reminded, and then all the dark demons were awakened.
"That's right, we didn't feel the stimulation of the mark in the body. He is definitely a fake. Kill him now!"
At that moment, several other dark demon gods also joined in.
The other dark demon god with immortal blood did not dare to neglect, and also took out the immortal blood.
As the immortal blood was swallowed, two dark demons appeared on the scene.
"Damn you scumbag, no matter what you are, you must die today!"
With the existence of two giant demon gods, the dark demon god instantly gained a lot of confidence and looked at Nalant blankly.
Narant sighed: "I didn't expect that you guys are quite smart. I originally wanted to fool you and let you save your life. Now it seems that you are determined to die, so let's fight quickly!
"
"Come together and kill him!" Upon seeing this, the Dark Demon took the lead in attacking Nalant.
The two trolls raised their long knives and immediately slashed at Nalant with terrifying sword light.
Although the other two dark demons were weaker, they tried their best to cooperate with the two giant demons to block Nalant.
"Oh, then let's have a taste of my real power. To be honest, after the strength increases, I haven't tried how strong it is!"
Nalant smiled slightly, then raised the sword in his hand.
"Glory's eighth cut!"
There was a buzzing sound, and as Nalant's long sword was swung down, a terrifying sword light of death energy appeared.
The moment this sword light appeared, the surrounding void began to ripple extremely, and even the figures looking far away became distorted.
"How is this possible!" The two giant demon gods looked at Nalant's sword light and immediately showed expressions of disbelief.
Because the power of Nalant's sword was already comparable to theirs, and even faintly surpassed them.
But the problem is, they can only reach this point by taking the blood of immortality.
And how did he achieve this despicable and strange human race?
Boom!
The next moment, three rays of light collided in the sky.
Click, click!
Then, as two shattering sounds came, the swords of the two giant demons shattered directly.
However, Nalant's sword light still had some power and continued to move towards the two dark demons.
There was a roar, and finally one of the giant demon gods was hit by the sword light.
With a pop, a terrifying sword mark appeared on the chest of this giant demon.
"Ah!" The giant demon wailed, obviously this sword brought him a lot of pain.
"Not bad!"
Narant was quite satisfied.
After all, he can crush the attacks of the two demon gods by just using the Eighth Slash of Glory, and he can even hurt the opponent.
When he hadn't transformed into the body of a demon, he needed the Ninth Slash of Glory to hurt this huge demon, and he was alone.
"Quickly, kill him, this damn human race is too weird!"
The injured giant demon was dripping with blood, but he did not dare to neglect it.
The next moment, two giant demons struck at Nalant again.
At the same time, several other dark demons also wanted to attack Nalant from behind.
"Now that we've reached this point, what are you still fantasizing about?"
When Nalant saw this, he couldn't help but smile.
Do they think that in such a situation, the number of people alone can really make up for it?
As a result, Nalant unceremoniously struck out the glorious eighth slash again.
However, this time he targeted twelve ordinary dark demons.
Although the two guys are just insignificant ants to him now.
Chapter completed!
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