Mythical End Times: Stock up on 100,000-year soul rings at the beginning

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Jiuxiao smiled coldly, his tone full of pride.

But no matter how you look at it, his confidence seems to be fake.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Jiuxiao took a deep breath and urged everyone to leave.

The Tai'a sword in his hand shook lightly, releasing a ray of light golden sword light.

"Swish——"

As the sword light cut through the void, a dark space passage suddenly appeared in front.

Guixian and others nodded, and then jumped in and disappeared in front of Jiuxiao.

"Hu~~~"

After everyone left, Jiuxiao breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

As the army of corpses approached him, the threat of death forced him to desperately squeeze his potential.

"Come on, you monsters."

Jiuxiao slowly raised his head, with a hint of madness on his face.

His aura continued to rise, sweeping across the four directions like a flood.

However, the army of corpses did not even look at him, passing by him as if they had seen nothing.

"Huh? What's going on?" Jiuxiao was stunned.

Not only did the army of corpses ignore him, but even the audience in the live broadcast room and the guild members of Lingyun House on the city wall seemed to have forgotten about him.

Everyone looked at the demon statue in unison.

Even Jiuxiao's camera moved to the demon sculpture.

Under the gaze of everyone, the demon sculpture expanded rapidly.

In the end, it turned into a giant five meters high!

"Sizzle!"

The sculpture's skin was torn, and a hideous and terrifying head emerged from it.

This huge and ferocious face was covered with blood and flesh lines, and two balls of red flames burned in its eye sockets, which was creepy.

What was even more bizarre was that its body was covered with black and purple scales.

Those scales glowed with a cold blue luster, exuding a strong and gloomy death aura, which made people feel a little cold.

"The devil in the Western hell?!"

"Damn, what did I see?!"

"Nima! It must be the Western Church that is making trouble again. The foreigners are still determined to destroy our China!"

The barrage rolled wildly, and everyone felt unbelievable.

"Roar--!!!"

The next moment, the devil raised his head and roared, and the whole sky trembled.

Then, five hundred men surrounded the devil, and their fists as big as sandbags kept falling.

However, their attacks on the devil could not cause any damage at all.

That guy was simply invulnerable to swords and guns, as hard as steel!

"A-er, poison him to death!"

The zombie boy's eyes flashed with ferocity, commanding the poisonous corpses to attack the demon.

The green skeleton poison mist sprayed out, covering the demon's body.

"Puff--!"

However, a ball of dark green hellfire surged out of the demon's body, evaporating the poison mist.

"Roar!!!!"

Then, the demon raised his head and roared again, and the terrifying sound waves swept across the wilderness.

The powerful force directly lifted the surrounding corpses.

"This...is this too powerful?!"

Everyone's eyes widened, unable to believe what they saw.

The army of corpses that slaughtered Louwailou was actually useless to the demon!

"Roar!!!"

The demon roared again, and his body suddenly swelled.

Originally, it was five meters in size, but it instantly turned into a super giant demon that was ten meters tall!

It was full of muscles and explosive power, and every move contained inexplicable power.

"Bang!"

The demon slapped the ground with one claw, and the whole earth shook violently.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked into dense cracks, and the gravel and soil were churning, with a terrifying momentum.

And every step it took could collapse a house, just like a bulldozer!!

This is not the most terrifying thing!

In the cracks stepped by the demon, blazing hell flames were constantly burning.

Various small demons crawled out of the cracks, and their number was countless!!

In an instant, the demon had an absolute advantage.

"Oh? Western Hell?"

"I don't know which one is stronger, it or my Eastern Hell."

Luo Xiaoshi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, outlining a cold arc.

-ps: I took a break from my busy schedule and coded a little bit