The demon king of Longqiu hit Da Wuhui on the ground with one punch. The earth shook violently. A huge deep pit appeared directly with Da Wuhui as the center. The deep pit was surrounded by cracked earth and huge ravines.
Spread far and far.
"Da Wuhui, right? I won't let you die in pain like this. I will punch you one by one. How much you hurt my people, I will punch you so much, let my fist break you
Every bone, every piece of flesh and blood..." The voice of the Demon King Longqiu was as fierce as a curse.
Every time he swung his punch, Da Wuhui groaned, and his strength was well controlled. Just as he said, every punch brought pain to Da Wuhui, but it did not
To achieve a life without regrets.
The demon king of Longqiu looked at Da Wuhui's blood splattering everywhere and his bones pounding, but he was not happy at all. Instead, his expression became more and more angry. Every punch was smashed to calm his anger.
Da Wuhui, under the powerful pressure and absolute suppression of the Demon King of Longqiu, had no resistance at all, and the difference in realms was always so insurmountable. He felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, but
The pain caused by each punch of the Dragon Hill Demon King will make him awake for a while.
Da Wuhui's breath became weaker and weaker. Bian Congsheng, who was watching from a distance, had no intention of taking action. He just looked at the one-sided situation calmly, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"The Longqiu Fantasy Land was destroyed! Are the entire palace people also dead in your hands!" The Longqiu Demon King roared angrily.
Da Wuhui listened to his opinion. It seemed that the Longqiu Demon King had not returned to the Longqiu clan yet. He wasted his life and left the Longqiu clan's life, but he did not expect that he would eventually suffer his life on it. However, Da Wuhui's heart
There was also guilt. The demon general and demon general of the Longqiu clan fell into his hands directly and indirectly. Even Longqiu Qingyou, the daughter of the Longqiu Demon King, was refined into Yue Qian's clone by him. He suddenly realized that he was actually better than
The Dragon Hill Demon King is still cruel.
Forget it, just give this Dragon Hill Demon King a life.
Da Wuhui closed his eyes and felt the pain of the Longqiu Demon King silently, and the anger he swung with each punch. His heart gradually calmed down. The pain was already numb to him, and he only felt it in his thoughts.
The life and the growing rage of the demon king of Longqiu are passing by.
The Longqiu Demon King actually spared his life to protect the entire Longqiu clan. Even if he did not protect the entire Longqiu clan in his consciousness, he would use his life to do what he could do for the Longqiu clan.
The fist of the Longqiu Demon King was still falling, but his breath began to become weaker and weaker, and he had begun to slide down from the realm of the Demon King. Finally, at some point, a huge sound broke out in the Demon King's body, and he looked up to the sky silently.
With a shout, blood flowed out of his body.
His fist frozen in the air for a moment, and finally fell down, but his realm had retreated to the peak of the ninth level of the Demon King. His realm was still falling, and his fist was also falling.
He was not afraid of Da Wuhui's death and resisting, because Da Wuhui now looks weaker than him. Not to mention that his cultivation is much worse, Da Wuhui was beaten to death by him. He felt that he only gave him a gift before he died.
Just use Wuhui to kill a fatal blow.
"The Longqiu Demon King miscalculated..." Bian Congsheng sighed when he saw the Longqiu Demon King's aura falling to the eighth level of the Demon King.
When the Demon King Longqiu felt that his life was about to end, he condensed the last power of the Demon King's eighth level and smashed Da Wuhui's head on his fist.
But his fist finally stayed in mid-air, because nine mysterious magic arrays appeared around him, four of which were composed of Qiming True Fire, Soul-Eating Bone-Eating Fire, Wanyou Recruiting Yiyan, Ice Soul Mysterious Soul Flame
The other five are composed of divine power, the power of the gods, the demon power of the demon clan, the immortal power of the immortal clan, and the magic power of the demon clan.
The nine mysterious magic circles not only imprisoned his actions, but also made his whole body feel burned. He even felt that the marshal and his soul were burning.
The Demon King of Longqiu saw seven Da Wuhui appearing in front of him. Six kinds of powers were emitting on these seven Da Wuhui. He seemed to see different races.
Among these seven Da Wuhui, two of them pulled out Da Wuhui, who was pressing him, from under his body and began to treat Da Wuhui's injuries.
One of them, Da Wuhui, exuded an evil aura, stood in front of him and said, "Director Longqiu, I will make you lose clearly."
The Demon King of Longqiu was powerless to speak, and he began to resist the disappearance of his life, not to mention that he was frozen by Da Wuhui's Xiandao Heart Magic Formation.
"The Longqiu clan was not destroyed by me. I just destroyed the entire royal city. They are still alive..." Da Wuhui said this, waved his hand and sprinkled a shadow of Taoist thoughts. It was a ruined Longqiu royal city.
The Longqiu Demons are all isolated by a layer of defensive barriers.
"I'm sorry, although I didn't destroy them, I put them in fear. But don't worry, they will soon return to normal..." Da Wuhui said hesitantly, "As for your daughter, I still want to use her."
She will not be harmed by being a hostage."
Da Wuhui asked Yue Qian to appear from the Eight Clouds with the appearance of Longqiu's quiet clone. Yue Qian was very good at acting. She rushed to the Longqiu Demon King with tears in her eyes and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Father, King."
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The anger in the eyes of the Longqiu Demon King gradually disappeared, and his whole body seemed to have lost power, and suddenly he grew a lot aged a lot.
"I feel guilty. I deceived you in the battle with you because I have a special set of mental methods that can refine different races as my clone, which is a real clone..." Da Wuhui glanced at him.
The clone who was beaten up by the Longqiu Demon King said, "The one you are about to beat to death is also my clone. The rest of my clone and body have already left the clone after your cultivation level has risen to the Demon Lord realm, that is,
When you destroy the starry sky, I have already avoided it from afar."
The Longqiu Demon King showed a puzzled look in his eyes. He seemed to have not seen Da Wuhui separate and escape at that time.
"In the starry sky, I can be united by man and nature, but you can't find me." Da Wuhui explained, "After I left my clone, my body and the rest of my clones were hidden with invisibility stones. You should know the invisibility stones,
That is the magic weapon of the Yuezhi clan."
The Demon King of Longqiu finally understood the entire battle process. He lost. In his rage, he did not notice Da Wuhui's abnormality. He was deceived by the clone who was the same as his original body. He lost unwillingly.
"I know you are very unwilling and I feel very guilty, but I can't die yet. I still have a lot of things to do, so I don't ask you to forgive me, I just want you to die clearly." Da Wuhui finished all this last.
Afterwards, with a wave of his hands, nine magic circles instantly flooded the entire body of the Longqiu Demon King.
Black smoke began to appear all over the body of the Longqiu Demon King, and his body began to slowly become transparent.
Da Wuhui took Yue Qian back into the Eight Trigrams of Xingyun. He looked at the refined Longqiu Demon King and felt a sense of respect. He didn't know what he was thinking, but in the end he decided to refine the Longqiu Demon King into his own.
Clone.
Perhaps, he seemed to see his own shadow for the Longqiu Demon King's determination to die for the clan.
When the Longqiu Demon King became the clone of his demon clan, Da Wuhui looked at the Longqiu Demon King's memory and conquered his thoughts. He was silent for a long time, and what he had not dissipated in his eyes was his respect for the Longqiu Demon King.
Da Wuhui took back all his clones, and he looked in the direction of the Canglang clan. He wanted to end this trip to the Demon Realm as soon as possible. Now he felt that he was indeed a disaster, and wherever he went, there would be destruction.
Da Wuhui glanced at the ground destroyed by the Demon King of Longqiu and the blood stains on it. He stood up in the air and looked at Bian Congsheng who had been staring here.
Bian Cong rose to the front of him with a haha, slapped his hands and said, "Brother Wuhui is indeed powerful. He actually defeated a demon king who can improve his cultivation to the realm of the Demon Lord with the seventh level. It was really thrilling."
Da Wuxuan said nothing, just flying in the air.
"Brother Wuhui, don't be so indifferent? You see, I don't help you, I have my own difficulties, let alone when I see you, I know that you are born extraordinary and will not be so short-lived."
Da Wuhui was silent, his eyes showed anger.
"Okay, since Brother Wuhui is going to get angry, I won't say much, just a last reminder." Bian Congsheng suddenly said seriously, "If you kill a demon king, the demon king whom this demon king will appear."
Da Wuhui was shocked. The real Demon Lord was not the existence he could deal with now.
Bian Congsheng saw Da Wuhui's expression change. He originally said that he was the last word to remind Da Wuhui, but followed Da Wuhui's thoughts and continued: "In the Demon Realm, according to the cultivation of the Immortal Cultivation World, the Demon King is from the Immortal King.
There are all those who reach the realm of the Immortal Emperor, and the so-called Demon Lord does not refer to the demon clan who reaches the realm of the Immortal Lord. They refer to the nine strongest demon clans except the Demon Emperor, and their cultivation is all
It is equivalent to the Immortal Emperor Realm in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. Can you understand the power of the Demon Lord?"
Da Wuhui's expression looked very calm. His clone appeared. Bian Congsheng probably realized that he was not a pure demon clan, so he used the cultivation level of the 36-day immortal cultivation world to explain the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord.
Cultivation.
If the strength of the Demon Realm cannot compete with the thirty-six-day immortal clan, it will probably have been destroyed long ago. The Demon Lord here will have a cultivation level equivalent to the Immortal Emperor realm, and Wuhui will not be surprised.
However, there was an indestructible wave in his heart. If a demon king who was equivalent to the realm of the Immortal Emperor appeared, although he refined the Longqiu Demon King and made his cultivation level rise to the level of the Immortal King, he was considered to be the level of the Demon King in the Demon Realm.
He is still far from being a match for the Demon Lord.
Bian Congsheng deliberately reminded himself about this matter, should he warn him or let him find a way to leave the demon clan as soon as possible?
Da Wuhui couldn't help but look at Bian Congsheng, but Bian Congsheng winked at him and said, "Be careful, Brother Wuhui."