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Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 19 Am I a Demon?

"Fuck you eighteen generations of ancestors!" Shen Zhimo cursed in Chinese and said: "I almost thought the sky was falling. Terry Hill, come behind me. I, Shen Zhimo, want to talk about this so-called

Devil!" He was originally a desperado, but after being extremely scared, he was no longer afraid. Regardless of the disparity in power, he just wanted to have a good fight, die early and be reincarnated, and he was still a good man eighteen years later.

That vortex seemed to arouse the resonance of Shen Zhimo's Dantian. When he looked at his nose and nose, he felt that there was also an internal force running wildly in his Dantian. The side effect that followed was that the internal force almost tore his body into pieces.

, the meridians all over the body seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, and the pain was unbearable. The pieces of the coat burned by the flames flew away like butterflies, the muscles of the face, chest, abdomen, and hands agitated, and the blood vessels emerged like insects.

, kept squirming, and the capillaries oozed a trace of blood. From this point of view, it was more terrifying than the devil.

The Lord of the Abyss knelt down on one knee towards the whirlpool floating in the air. His arrogant voice suddenly turned into a respectful voice and said: "My master, who is as great as the ancients, what are your orders?"

The black vortex emits brilliant and brilliant electric light, seeming to be in spiritual communication with the abyss lord.

After a while, the Lord of the Abyss seemed to feel the message from his master and said: "I saw the messenger of God, and I will soon find the whereabouts of God."

The vortex of electric light continued to crackle.

The Lord of the Abyss's voice suddenly raised an octave, turning into panic and disbelief: "What? He, he is?...The God of Destruction has not really awakened yet? Great Master, what should I do?...Okay, I understand.

Already."

The black vortex instantly burst out with dazzling brilliance and disappeared. The Lord of the Abyss still maintained his kneeling posture. After a long time, he stood up and turned to face Shen Zhimo. His domineering posture was no longer there, and he said in a calm voice: "

Inspiration from the master, I made some mistakes."

The black vortex disappeared, and Shen Zhimo's internal energy finally stopped operating. If he persisted for a moment, he might be tortured and collapsed by himself. At this moment, he still had not recovered from the severe pain, and said with a forced smile: "In this case, you can

Come back quickly, do you want to show off your power in front of me? First ask me if I agree with the wrist-removing knife in my hand."

The Lord of the Abyss was surprisingly calm and said, "I'm not your enemy. You...well, I think you need a little help."

"I stand upright, and the whole world will stand at my feet in the future. Who can help me?" Shen Zhimo clenched the chipped sharp knife in his hand and sneered. Terry Hill was working hard to regain his strength beside him.

He wondered if he was deceived, because the vicious Lord of the Abyss looked at him with a hint of fanatical admiration.

"You must need it." The Lord of the Abyss solemnly took out something from his belt and said, "If you have any questions, I can answer them for you."

Shen Zhimo actually saw that he originally planned to offer it with both hands, but then he hesitated a little and then changed it to one hand that he didn't care about, so he had to take it with doubts.

This is clearly a small version of the black vortex! You can clearly see the purple spots shining fiercely, and the surrounding air is distorted. Shen Zhimo even feels that the ground beneath his feet is shaking, countless wronged souls are screaming, and overwhelming skeletons are floating around.

.

Tyreseel shouted: "Don't touch the devil's things!"

However, it was too late. The black vortex, like a living object, slipped from the palm of his hand and entered Shen Zhimo's body. When he reacted, the vortex had disappeared, and only the black and purple mist still emerged from his fingertips.

"Hey, what did you give me?" Shen Zhimo shook his hands vigorously, trying to shake off what was inside his body.

At this time, the temperature slowly dropped, and the figure of the Abyss Lord became transparent and blurred, gradually disappearing, and the voice seemed to float from a far away place: "I hope you will wake up within three years, and then we will return to the world..." And

The balrogs he summoned also crawled back into the furnace, and everything returned to peace.

The scene was completely silent.

By this time, the entire port had turned into a rubble field, and the dark clouds gathering in the sky finally dropped raindrops. The heavy rain poured down, hitting the hot stones and immediately sending up puffs of smoke.

Teresil was still frightened and confused. He looked around with a confused look on his face and asked: "What's going on, the devil comes and goes? As far as I know, this is not his style at all. Impossible, it must happen."

What. Saga, what’s wrong with you?”

I saw Shen Zhimo slowly floating in the air, with the surrounding sand and dust swirling around him. Several light balls floated out from the chest and arms of his body and were also spinning. When the raindrops fell, they bounced away with a strange force, scattering

It was so weird that it didn’t happen to him! After all, Tyreseer also knew that he was an elf who had studied the power of darkness, and said: “You must be cursed by the devil!”

Suddenly, Shen Zhimo screamed in pain, and seven dazzling lights burst out from his chest to his lower abdomen, four above and three below, forming a spoon shape.

"Stars, this is a star!" Tyreseer said: "It has a star pattern that symbolizes death! You, are you really a devil too?"

The light disappeared, and Shen Zhimo fell to the ground. There were seven ugly wounds on his chest. The flesh and blood squirmed inside and blood was flowing out. He spat out and said in pain: "Fuck it, I'm not a devil. That should be damned.

What did the Lord of the Abyss give me? I swear not to let me touch you, otherwise the consequences will be difficult to predict."

"Then what are you?"

"I'm a human, don't you see? I really don't know what you think, ***, you've made such a mess and not allowed anyone to live."

Tyreseer worked hard to analyze its ingredients, and after changing several colors on his hand, he finally said: "You are not a devil, but if you are cursed by a devil, the consequences will be serious. If nothing happens, you will become a devil within a few years.

"

"Curse? I hate witches." Shen Zhimo said feebly: "A few years ago in Yunnan, I met a Miao girl who used voodoo, and it almost killed me."

Terry Hill asked strangely: "Gu? Miao Nu? What is it?"

"Oh, you don't know." Shen Zhimo waved his hand impatiently: "It's better to think of a way to clean up the mess. There is not a living person in sight."


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