The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"Impossible! impossible! Master will not die! " Chang Ling's eyes turned red with a painful roar.

The night owl, like a madman, came out of the border and killed the God who said that Wei Zixi was dead

"Night owl!!!!" Yan Shang several people saw that the Nightowl unexpectedly rushed out of the border, shouted, and rushed out without hesitation.

Shua - the light of the sword passed, and the bishop who had just attacked the border was cut by them.

"Traitor, damn it!" With a sneer, Yan Shang stopped caring for the Deathly and ferocious bishop and rushed to the Nightowl.

Night owl one Zheng: "what do you come out to do?"

"You are allowed to avenge the Lord's son, and we are not allowed to be reckless?" Yan Shang sneers, "the world says that the Lord is cruel and ruthless, but how many people like the devil Lord are there in this world? When I fell into the devil's way, I just couldn't stand the hypocrisy and fickleness of human beings. It's the right thing for me to do in my life to be able to follow the devil. "

The owl's eyes were red, and he laughed for a while and said, "OK! Today we will kill all these sons of bitches! "

"Lord, when you have killed enough, I will go to you!"

Yan Shang and Chang Ling replied, "count me!"

A few people fight with a dozen deities in an instant, but the cultivation of these deities is higher than them. In addition to the large number of people, the Nightowl has lost another arm and greatly reduced its combat effectiveness.

A few people soon couldn't hold on.

Just then, the cold light in the sky flickered and the sword wind howled.

A black shadow came from the sky, and a knife fell, cutting several gods back several steps.

The night owls stared at the man in black.

The circle of Chang Ling's eyes was red, and he cried out in a trembling voice, "Xuanmu, are you here?!"

Xuanmu's face was still cold, but the surging waves in his eyes revealed his unstable mood.

After a pause, his voice hoarse way: "revenge for the Lord, how can not count on me?"

A few people look at each other, and feel a pain and a passion rush into their hearts.

The old grudges in this battlefield, between the deep hatred, all disappeared.

However, Xuanmu's accession does not reverse the fighting situation.

Because there are so many evil spirits that they can hardly kill them.

And the accomplishments of those ten gods are much higher than them.

Just when the strength of a few people is slowly exhausted, their hands and feet are so weak that they can't even lift them.

Suddenly, a thundering dragon song came from the air.

The roof of the whole priesthood collapsed, and a four clawed golden flying dragon hovered above the sky.

Only saw it in the mouth spurts out the nose breath, the bottom devours the spirit evil spirit unexpectedly in a flash to be swept away by it most.

Xuanmu raised his head in a daze, and saw that on the golden dragon, the thin white figure fell slowly like an immortal.

The purple whip shadow roared and twinkled, but in a flash, the gods who besieged them were killed by purple hell you Luo.

Blood prison demons come out of the human body, but as soon as they want to escape, the original fire mingled with demonic spirit will fall.

With the shrill scream, the three evil spirits in the blood prison didn't even make it to the end of the ten breath, so they turned into ashes.

"Xi Yue!" Xuanmu stepped forward and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Xi Yue seemed to know what he was going to ask and said softly, "I'm sorry, Wei Zixi, he is dead."