My Super Estate

Chapter two thousand and eighteenth Wang Yang out of the Dragon Valley

"Do not!"

Lord Wanmozun watched it with his own eyes, toward the void, just a light grasp, and in the void, there was a big hand with a vortex.

The horror of the past once again emerged among the scholars.

Once, the overlord of the Seventeenth Congress of the Communist Party of China once gave all his hopes.

However, in that big hand, the void was torn, a dragon claw, from the time and space, upstream, and squeezed, the three cosmic overlords under his command were killed by him.

One looks like a thousand knives.

One, it was directly squeezed into a puree.

One, but directly cut off the vitality.

After three shots, it can be clearly seen that with regard to skills, the human race in front of them is constantly proficient, shot, and more decisive, and the control of strength is more refined.

However, shouldn't such a supernatural supernatural power be eliminated three times?

How could he still?

However, no matter how the Ten Thousand Demons could not believe it, Wang Yang's devil's claws, which seemed to be able to fiddle with time and space, directly tore the time and space, and opened a path in the space and time.

In the swirling vortex, it can be clearly seen that in the Longxing Avenue, the eighteen demon overlords headed by Lord Demon are all alive.

Even, among the Longxing Avenue, they have gained a lot, and Daoxing has improved rapidly.

For a time, his body was full of confidence.

"Haha, God's will is so, really God's will.

Lord Sifang, this time, and see how you can stop it?"

Eighteen demon races, one by one, have been greatly promoted, then, based on them, the arrangement of the battle array is of course greatly improved.

Perhaps this is the only way to confront the Quartet.

"Go, let's go one step further, as long as our behavior improves a few steps.

Perhaps, our chances of winning will be pulled back a little bit."

You can even hear the confident words of the white-faced devil.

However, I don't know when an inexplicable force directly broke out.

Among the 18 demon overlords, one of them is usually the black tiger demon who has no words at all, and it is directly shattered into a piece of flesh.

"Do not!!"

Witnessing this situation again, the white-faced demon was pale and scared.

He couldn't believe it, he was back at the scene again.

"No, he will shoot!"

Facing the horror of the past again, the white-faced demon was distorted.

He knew that this was the rhythm of the Quartet.

There are also fifteen universe overlords around me, including myself and Ten Thousand Demons.

Every one, in the universe, is the master of tyranny. How many human races, when they hear their names, have their bodies tremble?

But what about this?

Black Tiger Demon King, Six-Hand Demon King, Ghost Fire Demon King!!!

How much weaker are the three of them?

In addition to the Demon Lord, the strength of the Black Tiger Demon King, even if he is himself, how much assurance?

However, they are like this, unclear and innocent, being easily wiped out from time and space.

Now, this kind of terror will come again.

So, who is it?

Or, how many times will he shoot this time?

do not know.

All of this information is unknown.

The white-faced devil does not know whether he will be the next one.

For a time, the white-faced demon was scared back.

It seems that such a move can allow him to escape successfully, so that he can survive in the unknown terror.

just……

Here is Longxing Avenue. He wants to escape. Where can he escape?

I saw that I didn't know where to start, a big hand, just grabbed it.

"what?"

That big hand, like the dragon claw, has an indestructible attribute, even if it is only looked at from a distance, it can be felt that a force of destruction is constantly emerging.

However, even so, the white-faced devil still felt a little surprised.

"Don't he cut his life from time and space?"

Unfortunately, he doubted that no one would bother to disregard that big hand, just from the emptiness, directly suppressed it.

"Stop me!"

Since you can see it long ago, how can you make you succeed?

The white-faced devil is really not deserved to be a demon race, and he acts extremely decisively, even if he has all kinds of terrible memories, at this time, it is all depressed.

Let's talk about it.

For a time, a terrible magic light rose into the sky.

The white-faced demons are pure demons. Not all other demons eat dry food. The shots are not chaotic. The magical powers shake the world and the road rises.Suppress the present.

For a time, the fifteen demon races, the fifteen avenues, merged with each other and transformed into an invincible demon lord, ushering in the big hand that came from the suppression of the void.

boom……

Sure enough, it is the Demon Race. In a very short period of time, it is condensed into a terrible battle array. With fifteen avenues, under the combined force, extremely fierce powers have erupted, even with the suppression of Longxing Avenue, it is still in In the void, a hole was directly made.

But, at this moment, no one is happy.

The white-faced devil is pale.

Their fifteen demons formed a powerful battle array, and even the suppression of Longxing Avenue could easily be broken. However, their great magical powers could not beat the big hand caught from the void.

It seems to be that the big hand seems to be falling from the void, or to say, it is falling from the void at that time. This is just a projection. The real big hand is still walking through the void at that time.

"Do not!"

The white-faced devil screamed.

He understood.

That is a big hand walking through the Palace of Time and Space, this is to wipe out yourself in time and space.

This is just a projection of time and space.

"No, no!"

The white-faced devil receded again and again.

He almost did not collapse.

He is the overlord of the universe.

However, he has always been named after a conspiracy.

He has supreme intelligence. He likes to play with other people's emotions and enjoys the horror of others.

However, he did not find that in the process of playing with the emotions of others for a long time, his mentality became weaker and weaker, and he had an instinctive fear of terror.

boom……

Retreating did not allow him to escape death. The big hand that seemed to come from the void was just a casual beat, and the white-faced devil was natural, directly fell to the ground, and couldn't get up anymore.

In fact, this hand is not only the white-faced devil, but the other fourteen demon races, including the Ten Thousand Demon Lord, all fell naturally to the ground and never got up again.

"This……"

Witnessing this situation with his own eyes, the Lord of Fire shuddered with fright.

He couldn't believe it. The eighteen deities were so terrifying demons in his eyes. They were just like that, they were shot to death with one hand.