The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 340 It's Not That Enemies Don't Get Together!
Battle Angel Michael's voice was so cold, and Jian Mang's power was so huge, Chu Mo felt that Jian Mang was all over his body, and there was nowhere to hide.

Just when he was about to pump up the bloody true qi with all his strength, and put on the bloody Tai Chi.

A resounding voice sounded: "Battle Angel Michael? Why? For a human, you got angry?"

Michael, who was still in a state of extreme anger, became calm when he heard this voice, and looked at Chu Mo with cold eyes.

I saw the huge white sword mang slashing towards Chu Mo, and beside Chu Mo, a giant in black robe appeared.

"Who is this person?" Everyone on the ground thought to themselves when they saw the unexpected visitor.

"Battle Angel Michael, I've been looking forward to you for a long time, my old friend, we haven't seen each other for more than 1000 years!" The black-robed giant's loud voice still sounded at this time, and he seemed to be prepared for the head-on attack. The terrifying Jian Mang didn't care at all.

"Hmph!" Facing the comer, the battle angel Michael just put on a cold look and snorted coldly, admitting that he did know the comer.

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"Human, your strength is very good! I observed you for a while, and Michael, the battle angel who underestimated the enemy, vomited blood twice, but he was not injured at all. You are No. 1!" The black-robed giant Turning his head to look at Chu Mo, his loud voice showed a hint of appreciation.

"It's not that I'm good, but that he's too slow!" Chu Mo said with an evil smile.

"You..." Hearing Chu Mo's words, the battle angel Michael suddenly became angry, but looked at the black-robed giant beside Chu Mo, as if covered by ice, so he had to calm down. He glared at Chu Mo and the black-robed giant, biting his lips tightly, and his fingers holding the Flowing Sword were already livid.

"You can use such a rubbish move as the lightsaber, Michael, my old friend, it seems that your strength hasn't increased much in the past 1000 years!" the black-robed giant joked, his Because his expression was covered by the black robe, he couldn't see it at all, but it was not difficult to see from his tone that he liked to deliberately annoy Michael.

"Hmph..." Battle Angel Michael just snorted coldly. He stood still, but it was not that simple. He quietly put his left hand behind his back, slowly took out a small white bead, and gently Throwing it lightly, the small bead flew towards the sky at a speed that the figure couldn't see clearly.

The black-robed giant suddenly saw all this, and he snorted coldly. This sound was different from that of the battle angel Michael. His voice was very loud, like a thunderclap, shaking everyone on the ground. .

"Heaven Protoss is still so despicable and cunning! They couldn't beat them, so they sent reinforcements!" the black-robed giant said disdainfully.

"Hmph, the bastard of the demon race, his mouth is still so stinky!" the battle angel Michael cursed back coldly.

"Demons? My God..." Hans stood on the ground and heard the words of the battle angel Michael very clearly. He took a cold breath and couldn't help shouting.

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"Demons?" Nabalu and Nabanick looked towards the sky one after another, and saw that the whole body of the guy called the Demon Race by the battle angel Michael was covered by the black robe, and his body could not be seen at all. appearance.

"The gods and demons have all returned to the land of gods and demons, and this place will be lively again!" Zeng Xiaoren stood aside, touching the little finger of his left hand with his right hand, muttering in a low voice.

"Both powerful gods and demons have appeared..." Gu Muming and Hu Wuming both gasped in unison, and both of them could see the surprise and shock in their eyes.

"Hmph! The mouth of the hypocrisy protoss really stinks!" The black-robed giant snorted coldly, the voice was like thunder, and the huge sword mang that came towards him disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before. .

"This..." Chu Mo, who was standing behind him, swayed for a while, and he felt the most deeply just now.

The aura displayed by the black-robed giant was simply an irresistible force for him.

Facing this kind of power, Chu Mo only felt insignificant when facing the power of nature.

"Am I so bad?" Chu Mo looked at his hands in doubt, which were trembling slightly.

This is all because of the aura exuded by the black-robed giant just now.

Not far away, the battle angel Michael looked at Chu Mo's distraught appearance, and said with a sneer, "Human, although your strength is not bad, but compared to God, you are still too small."

"Absolute power...haven't I mastered it yet?" Chu Mo couldn't hear any words at all, he looked at his trembling hands, the original arrogant evil smile had disappeared, replaced by doubt, surprise, pain, and sadness , and lost.

In fact, it's not difficult to know Chu Mo's mood at this time if you think about it carefully.

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A guy who thought he was strong enough to walk sideways was suddenly knocked down one day with a brick.

And that person is a farmer, he told you, in fact, your so-called high-strength ability is nothing but rubbish, an embroidered pillow is nothing more than a bag of grass!

A real master will not come out easily.

How about you?
I think anyone, at this time, will be so shocked that they can't lift their heads up.

"Mo..." Standing on the ground, looking at the downcast Chu Mo in the sky, Zixuan and other women all had tears in their eyes, praying in their hearts, hoping that Chu Mo would not be overwhelmed.

"Boss, you're so self-righteous, this time... hey..." Zeng Xiaoren, who was standing beside Hans, shook his head lightly, as if he knew everything and said helplessly.

"Boy, what's wrong with you? Are you so beaten that you can't lift your head?" The black-robed giant seemed to know what Chu Mo was thinking. He turned his head and looked at Chu Mo's ears, which were shocked by Chu Mo's loud voice. roar.

Chu Mo looked at the black-robed giant in despair, and saw two sharp red lights hidden in the black robe of the black-robed giant directly shooting into Chu Mo's dark eyes, as if he could see through everything.

"Boy, how old are you?" The black-robed giant asked calmly like an elder.

"It's more than 20..." Chu Mo was in a trance at this moment, and he couldn't remember so much, so he said casually.

"Do you know how long the battle angel Michael on the other side has lived?" The black-robed giant's loud voice sounded suddenly, as if waking up Chu Mo.

"I don't know..." Chu Mo was startled by the black-robed giant's voice, and replied honestly.

(End of this chapter)