The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

Xu Qinghuan stood there blankly. The place where Xiaoyu used to be was empty, replaced by torn and blurred flesh and blood.

He can revive dying people no matter how injured they are, but he can do nothing to treat the dead.

In his long life, he has been close to death countless times, and he has personally deprived others of their lives countless times. He has long been accustomed to death. Logically speaking, the girl was just a friend he had known for a short time, so he didn't have such a reaction.

My thoughts suddenly returned to the first time I met Xiaoyu. At that time, Xu Qinghuan was slacking off in the store. The annoying store manager smiled and announced that a summer job had come to the store. Xiaoyu timidly walked out from behind the store manager and followed him shyly. he said hello.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Mengyu, just call me Xiaoyu."

The temperaments of the two are surprisingly compatible.

"You can't skip breakfast. You'll get stomach problems. I'll ask my mother to prepare two breakfasts in the future."

"Look how pitiful this cat is. If the store manager finds out, I will tell you that you raised it in the store."

"Trust me, believe me, I really believe you are the devil. Stop talking."

"Don't forget me after you transform back into the Demon King. No matter how rich or noble you are, don't forget me."

"When I come back from college and open a big company, I can invite you to come over and arrange for you to be a janitor hahaha."

Xu Qinghuan replayed the insignificant bits and pieces of the past in his mind. The beautiful girl turned into nothingness in front of his eyes. He had clearly promised her that he would not let her die.

Surging magic power surged out of his body, and the muscles all over his body bulged and his bones reorganized. His original thin body became taller and taller, his eyes turned blood red, and the eternal fire of hell burned under the scarlet pupils. A long and long hair grew on his forehead. The short horns symbolized the status and power of the devil, and the whole body was covered in black and red scales, forming an extremely well-fitting armor.

Mana is restored by 30%.

The former weak and incompetent human Xu Qinghuan has disappeared, and the demon king roaring in the world has returned.

…

The eyes of the mysterious man in mid-air were closed under the mask. This somewhat difficult battle was finally coming to an end. His posture was elegant and proud, as if he had already secured victory. There is no way a human being can withstand a gun that has been blessed with a death curse, not even the girl on the ground who is so strong that even she can't help but admire herself.

He will never allow humans with powers that threaten gods to survive.

Suddenly, the arrogance around him surged, and he took a defensive posture. The terrible and fatal danger came. The dazzling golden light came directly in front of him, carrying unparalleled power. In the light was the gorgeous long sword.

"What!" The mysterious man's voice was filled with panic for the first time, and he immediately admired the silver-haired girl.

The sword thrown by the girl was not for defense, but for offense! The holy sword passed by the spear and rushed towards the gods in the sky.

Facing the God's fatal blow, the girl who looked down upon death actually thought of attacking.

The mysterious man's body was suppressed by the powerful force, and the golden chains trapped his limbs at some point, making it impossible to break free for a while. He sincerely admired the dull-looking silver-haired girl.

In order to ensure that a full blow would hit, Xia Yi used up her last magic power to trap the mysterious man.

Golden light passed by, and the mysterious man was split in half without any suspense.

…

After throwing the long sword, Xia Yi fell to the ground, still expressionless. The spear in the sky carried a strange and permeating aura of death, and nothing could stop it from coming. The powerful force made it impossible for her to avoid it after she had exhausted her magic power.

The trees and flowers on the street gradually withered, and the vitality of the citizens trapped in the ruins was also sucked away.

If this spear of death really falls, all life in this area will disappear.

Xia Yi gritted her teeth and used her last bit of strength to resist the pressure on her body, leaping into the air, preparing to block the spear with her body. She regretted her dereliction of duty. This enemy that appeared inexplicably was too powerful, and he was unable to save more people.

Until the last moment before death, the brave man continued to resist.

Xia Yi closed her eyes and welcomed her death.

The expected spear did not penetrate his body, and his collar was held by someone, like a kitten hanging in the air by the back of the neck.

Xia Yi opened her eyes in confusion. Xu Qinghuan was looking at her coldly, holding the life-stealing spear in his left hand.

Rather than saying he is Xu Qinghuan, it is better to call him the Demon King. At this moment, the characteristics of the demons on his body are revealed. The domineering devil horns on his head, but unfortunately half of them are missing and he does not look so majestic. His eyes are burning with the eternal fire of hell. Staring at Xia Yi, his body became taller and stronger, bursting through his simple clothes, and black and red scales sprouted all over his body, making his whole body look scary and sad.

Compared with the mysterious man in black robe in the sky, Xu Qinghuan is more like a monster.

Xu Qinghuan dropped Xia Yi to the ground, and used his left hand to exert force. The thicker black energy surrounded the spear. The black spell wrapping the gun shattered, revealing the lightning inside, and then the lightning also dissipated.

Xia Yi instinctively stared at Xu Qinghuan warily, unable to tell whether he was an enemy or a friend at this moment.

Xu Qinghuan stared blankly at the figure of the mysterious man split in half in the sky.

Xia Yi had no reason to feel that this devil who had almost conquered the world was a little pitiful at the moment.

Is it because of the girl named Xiaoyu?

When lightning hit the girl, Xia Yi saw it. Unfortunately, she was dealing with the mysterious man with all her strength at that time and was too far away to stop him.

The golden holy sword came back again, inserted into the ground in front of Xia Yi, and then dissipated.

Xu Qinghuan stared at the sky, and suddenly he became excited and his demonic energy surged.

The split body of the mysterious man in mid-air did not fall, but slowly closed together to form one body again.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" A mysterious man exclaimed in the sky, and his voice sounded like that of a middle-aged man.

"How is that possible!" Xia Yi looked at the mysterious man in mid-air in astonishment. No one had ever been able to survive under her sword, not to mention someone who was split into two pieces.

"I will come back..."

The mysterious man sensed something was wrong before he finished speaking, and the man on the ground who caught his spear started laughing crazily.

Xu Qinghuan smiled and held her stomach, unable to straighten up, as if she had heard a funny joke.

But he suddenly stopped smiling and said calmly: "I'm really happy that you're not dead."

It was as if I felt sincerely happy that an old friend of many years had survived.

Xia Yi looked at Xu Qinghuan in confusion. Under the black air, there was an expressionless face that had put away its smile.

Not only Xia Yi, but also the mysterious man in the air was shocked, thinking that you and I are just two-way friends, and we can't be considered acquaintances at all.

Torrential demonic energy surged out of Xu Qinghuan's body, a black aura visible to the naked eye.

His face became crazy and ferocious, as if a huge wish was fulfilled.

"Because I can kill you again. It would be best if you could never die. I will kill you ten times! A hundred times! A thousand times!"

He spoke every word through gritted teeth, like countless demons whispering in hell.