Demon Becoming the Lord

Xiao Lang looked at the surrounding scenery and found that he had not reached the place agreed with Qianxun. In his plan, Qianxun came to meet him and escaped. He and Xiaobai, the magic monster who turned into a pangolin, dug countless tunnels in front and waited for Xiao Lang to escape wherever he went, and escaped from the tunnel. There are so many tunnels, which can confuse the audience and better escape.

It's just that at this moment, even if he escapes to the tunnel that Qianxun dug, he can't escape, because the three war emperors have locked him, and he has no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the earth.

"kill!"

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. Since there was no way to escape, he pulled a few more cushions, which also caused Yun Zishan's pain for a while.

Cao Teng whizzed out, healed his injuries and immediately put away. He rushed toward the several warlords in front of him, his speed was very fast, and the battle skills of the Heavenly Demon bestowed him with a powerful force. He is like a fierce lion, his short white hair is like the mane on the head of a lion, his face is full of monsters, and his eyes are full of hideous meaning.

"Haha, I actually fell in love, die!"

The four or five swiftly approaching war kings glanced at each other, and laughed slyly, without exposing their profound energy, they charged directly at Xiao Lang.

"call out!"

Three fists and two whip legs turned into afterimages, attacking Xiao Lang's body and head simultaneously from the left and right and above.

Xiao Lang rushed forward like a crazy lion, completely ignoring the attacks of several people, and slammed his fists against the bodies of the two war kings.

"boom!"

Xiao Lang's body flew upside down, **** and horrible. But what shocked the several warlords was that Xiao Lang easily broke the profound energy armor of the two warlords, and then fisted and grabbed the hearts of the two warlords in an instant.

"call out!"

In the distance, more warlord Zhanzun gathered here. What frightened them was that Xiao Lang was obviously seriously injured by the attack, a phantom of a grass vine in his body flashed, and his injuries immediately recovered. Then it exploded again, with a few attacks abruptly, and again crushed the hearts of the two warlords...

Countless warlords did not believe in evil, and they flew towards Xiao Lang quickly. They didn't believe that a boy who was less than nineteen years old could not die under the attack of a group of warlords!

"This Xiao Lang actually does not have a Profound Qi Battle Armor, and several powerful warlords can't kill with a single blow? Look at him again!"

"Is he immortal? How can he not die? Ah! Lord Mo Yimeng is dead..."

Countless warlords rushed forward, but countless warlords looked at the battle ahead in a daze. Their eyes were full of horror and disbelief. The situation before them completely subverted their understanding of martial arts.

Several warlords attacked Xiao Lang with all their strength at the same time, and Xiao Lang could easily break the warlord’s profound armor every time, and then took away the lives of the two. His speed was so fast that he couldn't avoid it at all. Xiao Lang looked grievously wounded every time, but when Cao Teng flashed, he immediately became vigorous again...

Looking at Xiao Lang, who was covered in blood, and at seven or eight people on the ground whose hearts were crushed and the unstoppable warlord masters, dozens of warlords felt a chill from the depths of their souls.

Under the prestigious reputation!

The number one prodigy, number one talent, and number one traitor of the war dynasty is indeed extraordinary. It's a pity that this person is now an enemy of the War Dynasty...

The corpse was still increasing, and Xiao Lang's blood was getting more and more, but he couldn't kill him. Even the two warlords could not kill it with the use of the spirit of war skills. Instead, he suddenly released the grass and vine to swallow the spirit of a person. …

More than twenty warlords have already been killed 14 or five people, and the rest of the warlords are afraid. This **** shit, Xiao Lang already has immortality, they can't kill at all, and everyone will have to finish playing this way.

Once someone was afraid to retreat, the others immediately fled in all directions, but Xiao Lang, like a tiger descending the mountain, rushed into the crowd of warlords who watched the excitement and began to slaughter...

It's too late to say, then soon!

Xiao Lang and a group of warlord Zhan Zun are actually just a moment's time, the battle between the strong, every time they fight is between electric sparkle and flint. The speed of the King of War is as fast as lightning, and if Xiao Lang runs with all his strength, the journey of thousands of miles is only a matter of hours.

"boom!"

Hundreds of ground behind Xiao Lang, the mud burst, and three figures broke out of the ground, shaking the sky. The three of them were all tens of thousands of meters away from Xiao Lang just now, but the passage was destroyed by Xiao Lang, and they came out a little slower...

The three originally thought that even if Xiao Lang went to the ground, there were too many people on it. Can so many warlords Xiao Lang survive? Where did you know that the three of them swept the scene, and they were all confused!

Over a dozen corpses were all over the ground, and more than a dozen of the warlord realm were dead, and the warlord realm was even more dead. At this moment, Xiao Lang was still chasing and killing those warlord warriors.

"Meng'er, Meng'er!"

A war king swept the corpse of a war king on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale, his body shot away, and he picked up a corpse on the ground. After finding that he was completely dead, he suddenly raised his head and roared: " Ah, ah, ah! Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang! You dare to kill my son, I will cut you a thousand times!"

The war emperor put down the corpse, full of hostility, raised his head and screamed, and shot towards Xiao Lang. The murderous aura on his body made the surrounding sky solidify, and countless warlords even softened.

"So powerful, are you dying?"

Xiao Lang slowly withdrew a hand from the chest of a warlord, feeling the pressure on his body like a mountain, raised his head feebly, and the corner of his mouth showed a trace of regret.

"As long as I refine two profound stones for me, Lao Tzu may not have the power to fight you. What a pity!"

Xiao Lang sighed deeply. Even though Cao Teng had treated him to his heyday, he had no intention of resisting a war emperor.

Because the King of War and King of War are two completely different realms, King of War is barely a strong one in Divine Soul Continent. The King of War is an absolute powerhouse, and a King of War can ignore any King of War, no matter how many. The Emperor of War has coercion and spiritual knowledge. Just relying on coercive pressure can slow down the speed of the warlord, slow down the reaction speed, and kill easily.

"call out!"

A giant python phantom roared out from behind the war emperor, and the war emperor was probably heartburned with anger. Actually wanted to use the strongest attack to blast Xiao Lang to pieces.

At this moment, Xiao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up like stars, and he had never seen anyone stupid like this before. Many people in the Zhan Dynasty know that grass and vines can corrupt the soul, right? Zuo Fan, the elder of the Zuo Family War Hall, could swallow the spirit of himself, not to mention the mid-level battle emperor in front of him.

"No!"

"Put away the soul, Xiao Lang grass vine soul can corrupt the soul!"

Several urgent roars sounded at the same time, and the war emperor also woke up and immediately wanted to take back his soul.

It's just... Xiao Lang can miss such an opportunity? It is always good to bring a war emperor to the funeral, or to make Yun Zishan vomit blood. The grass vine flew out like a poisonous dragon, and Xiao Lang's body rose into the sky.

"call out!"

The two war emperors in the distance moved, immediately released the coercion, and rushed towards this side frantically. But they were a little far away, and they could only watch the red light shining from the grass vine, entwining the python. Then the war emperor screamed in the air and fell down, his body's profound armor shattered, his face as gray as death.

Xiao Lang's body was under pressure, and his eyes were extremely cold. Under the horrified eyes of countless people, an iron fist hit the head of the war emperor...