Chapter 1397 One-Eyed Three-Armed Demon


Chapter 1397 One-Eyed Three-Armed Demon

"Haha, okay, it's rare for the leader of the Zhi clan to have such courage, how can Hong not accompany me! Then we have an agreement." Hong Tiangang, the leader of the Snow Ridge Demon, heard this Yan, was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly.

Yuan Qiyi rubbed the back of his head for a long time and said in confusion, "Brother Hong, you are lucky. Someone actually came to your door to stretch your hands and feet. Old Yuan, I have been very bored these days. The man named Xiao , what do you like on this altar, tell me, as long as you Then you have to compete with me, and I will make the decision and give you that thing!"

"The Ape Chief has misunderstood, how could Xiao have such a bold idea?" Lu Xiaotian thought in his heart. Yes, but how could he be stupid enough to admit it in front of so many demons at this time?

A hint of cunning flashed through Yuan Qi's seemingly rough eyes, but Lu Xiaotian's reaction also surprised him, "Brother Hong, I didn't see this person with the surname Xiao as having such courage before. This child is not a thing in the pool. Let’s fight later and be more ruthless.”

"Let's talk about it based on the situation." The leader of the Demon Man of Snow Ridge chuckled.

“Hey, no, it’s really weird!” After a moment, the expressions of the four leaders of Hong Tiangang and Yuan Qi suddenly changed. Several people felt the huge momentum that was almost incomparable, the monstrous demonic energy, like the bright moon hanging in the sky, but they were just the fire of fireflies.

“Here, what kind of monster is it? It’s so terrifying!” Ji Xiao’e, the leader of the Demonic Demon Butterfly, took a few steps back with pale face. "The cricket Liehuo actually got it right!"

"This altar is basically a conspiracy of the demons over there in the ancient tomb. They used this altar and many sacrifices to sacrifice a god-level old demon. , Everyone present is a sacrifice, so hurry up and retreat!" Lu Xiaotian shouted immediately when he saw the momentum emerging from the ground.

A brief sentence shocked many demon clans present, including the four major clan leaders, and their expressions changed with horror.

"Xiao Liehuo, you knew this earlier, why didn't you report it!" Yuan Qi shouted.

"I wasn't sure before. I just said that, who of you would believe it? If you don't want to die, take the sacrifice and retreat!" Lu Xiaotian shouted loudly, and his body has already moved toward the Ice Marrow Moon Palace. The sand shot away violently, and at the same time he stretched out his hand to absorb the Demon Puppet Ancestral Jade.

"The god-level demon? That has to be discussed after he appears. You kid, don't take the opportunity to cause trouble!" The twelfth-level Snow Ridge demon who scolded Lu Xiaotian before had long disliked Lu Xiaotian. The aura coming from the altar was already ridiculously strong, but it happened that the sacrifices he needed were similar to those of Lu Xiaotian. There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two parties.

Lu Xiaotian's body jumped forward. Now that he had taken action, it was impossible not to be exposed.

"Looking for death!" The twelfth-level Snow Mountain Demon who intercepted Lu Xiaotian raised his hands, and a rough Zhang Er ice knife appeared in his hand. With a flash of lightning, he slashed at Lu Xiaotian's head.

A huge war elephant roared into the sky, and Lu Xiaotian took a long stride, facing the two-foot-long ice blade that he had chopped off, and let it fall regardless of the reason.

“This person is not Liehuo!” At this time, Yuan Qi and several outstanding leaders were the first to react. They just came back to their senses, and Lu Xiaotian reached out his hands and took the knife with his hands. "It's so powerful, a bit like the Pyroblast Demon Elephant in the Great Demon Stage!" Hong Tiangang also looked surprised, "Damn it, our Shattered Star Valley actually got a spy from the demon clan, let's see if I don't skin him. "

Hong Tiangang said this, but there was no sign of moving. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yuan Qi and several others. Their attention was probably on the aura of the god-level demon. With so many strong demons present, they weren’t afraid that Lu Xiaotian, the fake Lie Huo, could turn the world upside down.

Hiss! It was so strong that when the ice blade of the twelfth-level Snow Ridge Demon fell, he felt that he was caught by the opponent and could not move at all.

"Snow Demon Frost is coming!" The Snow Mountain Demon shouted loudly, and a large amount of frost-white air emerged from the ice blade. The other twelfth-level demons retreated unconsciously. Originally, they were counting on forcing Lu Xiaotian to retreat, or letting Lu Xiaotian use his magic power to protect himself and reduce Lu Xiaotian's offensive. Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaotian's offensive continued unabated and was several times faster than before.

Bang! Lu Xiaotian directly struck out with a palm. A wild demonic energy swept out.

The twelfth-level Snow Ridge Demon is already one level lower than the four major clan leaders. At this time, Lu Xiaotian uses the Soul Swallowing Technique. How can the warehouses block Lu Xiaotian's physical training.

However, this Snow Mountain Demon is not an easy person. A piece of thick armor appeared on his chest. Although it was blown away by Lu Xiaotian with a palm, the thick armor on his chest was completely shattered. His huge body flew upside down in the air, which looked quite awkward. Although he was embarrassed, his injuries were not serious. However, in this situation, if Lu Xiaotian pursues him, it will naturally be extremely dangerous for him. This twelfth-level Snow Ridge demon was terrified. He didn't expect that the fake cricket fire was so powerful, but his defeat was revealed in just the moment he took action.

Lu Xiaotian’s attention was naturally not on the Snow Ridge Demon. Taking advantage of him to repel him in one fell swoop, Lu Xiaotian reached out and scooped up the Ice Marrow Moon Que Sand into his hand.

Some of the attention of the many demons on the altar was attracted by Lu Xiaotian. These strong men did not expect that Kuang Jing, the demon of Xueling, who was quite powerful, was actually knocked away by the fake Clay Fire with one move, and they didn't even have much time. In a matter of seconds, Lu Xiaotian had already pocketed the entire pot of Ice Marrow Moon Sand.

At the same time, the demon puppet ancestral jade also flew towards Lu Xiaotian, and several demons couldn't help but want to take action. The altar was already shaking like the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The crack in the ground became wider and wider, stretching to several feet, tens of feet, or even a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and more ancient demon energy emerged from it.

A giant crystal-yellow cocoon also flew into the air from the crack in the ground and exploded with a bang. The tyrannical aura suppressed almost all the demons for a time and made them unable to lift their heads. The giant cocoon exploded, revealing a demon with a round head, no nose and no ears, only one giant eye and a mouth on his face, and another arm on his chest. The demon opened one eye and looked around blankly. There was an extreme bloodlust and killing in his confusion. The arm on the chest suddenly stretched out to grab the nearest twelfth-level silver-backed demon ape. The speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to react.

The twelfth-level silver-backed demon ape was so frightened that he had no fighting spirit at all, and he did not care about the treasures scattered everywhere on the altar. Flash away from the altar. It's just that no matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than the third hand of the god-level demon.

"Ouch!" The twelfth-level silver-backed demon ape was like a powerless beast. It was pinched by the third hand of the one-eyed and three-armed demon, and he was allowed to struggle and sacrifice himself. The magic weapon long sword was slashed on the giant hand, but there was nothing he could do. The twelfth-level clans are already strong men standing at the top of the pyramid, whether it is the demon clan or the human monks, but at this time they are as helpless as a chicken.

(End of this chapter)

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