Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

Boom!

With the sound of this scream, a figure covered with blood flew out directly from the building!

Shed scarlet blood along the way, and finally fell into the barren forest.

But he didn't fall to the ground. Instead, he was poked out of his body by a branch and hung the whole man on the tree.

In a moment, all the vitality disappeared

Looking at this figure, with such a miserable appearance, long chudun's eyes became cold.

When his eyes were fixed on the dead figure, a black fog slowly emerged from the man.

Finally, it completely disappeared into the void.

"Is this... Magic gas?"

When long Che saw the black fog, his heart suddenly moved.

In his last life, he was in the army of thousands of demons and slaughtered thousands of demons. He was familiar with the smell of such demons.

And this kind of breath, appearing here, is obviously not an ordinary thing.

"Wang Ziteng?!"

As soon as this evil spirit appeared, a human figure appeared in longcheton's mind.

Just before that, with one move, he blew away Wu Hailong's disciples who followed behind Jiang Lun.

And the Prince Teng was impressively among the disciples.

He thought he had killed him completely. Now it seems that things are not as smooth as he thought

"Don't... don't kill me!"

"Little brother! Big brother, grandpa! Don't kill us!"

"Please let us go! Our iron sword gate will be grateful. From now on, you will be our boss!"

"No!"

"Ah ah!"

When the figure of Wang Ziteng appeared in longche's mind, there were several sad screams from the building just now.

"Killing innocent people here!"

When long Che heard these people begging for mercy, his eyebrows wrinkled into a word.

People are obviously begging for mercy, but it seems that they met a murderer without blinking an eye

Whoosh!

Longche flew down in an instant and fell directly in front of the building.

Boom!

When he first came here, a human figure flew out in an instant, covered with dirty blood, black smoke and blood disorder.

Obviously, this person was badly hurt and was thrown out by others.

Buzz!

Longche's mind moved.

A spiritual force instantly formed a big hand and took the man down.

The man's face was as gray as death, and his face was full of the color of fear generated when he faced death. Now he was suddenly saved and was in a state like this dream for a time.

"Come out!"

Long Che grabbed the figure from a distance, buzzing!

A black smoke came out of the figure's body.

"It's really evil spirit!"

This dark shadow was caught in his hand, emitting a breath that did not belong to the world.

Like a black flame, he kept jumping in the palm of his hand. It seemed that in the black flame, there was the cry of fierce ghosts and demons, and a fierce breath that made his scalp numb constantly burst out.

Boom!

Longche suddenly shook his palm.

After a while, the black flame turned into nothingness and disappeared into the palm of his hand.

Whoosh!

Long Che moved as fast as thunder and went straight into the building.

And on his face, there was a thick killing machine!