Chapter 1782 (1/2)
Little change in body.
It's still his body, but his eyes and hair get weird.
A long silvery white hair, moving with the wind.
Two blood red magic eyes, to deter all living beings.
”The puppet king is willing to kill all of us
In terms of vision, the Royal warrior is absolutely powerful.
He saw the situation of Lingxiao at a glance.
But what if you know?
Do you know how to win?
It's just more frightening to know.
Because what they have to face is no longer a talented warrior, but a real God demon.
A magic object that crosses the void and comes to the metaphysical world.
This demon has its own consciousness and ability.
How could they be rivals?
At this moment, they even prefer to be able to control this power, that at least can not let the sky demon king wanton.
Of course, it's just their idea.
Lingxiao is not a reckless person.
Although he also takes risks, he should strive to be well prepared for every adventure.
This time, he was well prepared.
In fact, when the big black shadow sealed the seven devils into his body, he thought about how to use this powerful energy.
After all, it's a bit wasteful to just leave it unused.
Today, in the face of a strong enemy, he finally found the opportunity.
The opponent is very strong, in this way, you can use the opponent's strength to weaken the power of the demon king.
In fact, in order to be more safe, he only released the first day demon king, but he did not release the other six. He was afraid that he could not control himself and become puppets.
Don't underestimate the consciousness of the demon king.
Although the king of heaven is divided into seven, each one is still extremely powerful.
However, even if the sky is not completely controlled by the first day demon's consciousness, his people have been affected.
In his pair of magic eyes, he is totally overlooking all living beings and seeing everything as indifferent as grass mustard.
”Are you going to kill me?”
Lingxiao opened his mouth and said coldly.
His voice is strange.
One part is his own voice, the other part seems to be the voice of the demon king.
The double sounds are mixed together.
One is cold and clear.
A man of authority.
This voice makes the hearts of all the demons cult haunted by the shadow of terror, and they can't escape.
Yeah, they're going to kill Lingxiao.
But now, can they really kill Lingxiao?
”Sacrifice, sacrifice!”
A cold and contemptuous voice came from the sky.
Dark clouds were rolling in the sky.
The evil spirit is surging.
The whole world is filled with a disturbing smell of death.
Lingxiao's hand, gently raised.
The huge shadow of hundreds of meters high behind him also raised his hand.
The sky seems to be covered by this palm.
After that, Lingxiao's hand gently pressed down.
At the same time, the huge shadow will also suppress his subordinates.
As if the black sky collapsed, black lightning roared in the void.
Standing near the sky, there is no sense of resistance.
That terrible magic, let them really have a kind of willing to sacrifice the idea.
Naturally, there are people who resist.
In the end, the two strong men with fourteen levels of yin and yang are more powerful than others.
Their will, for the time being, resisted the erosion of the magic.
The two men joined hands and poured their whole body strength into a shocking blow.
The huge palm of the hand broke like a cloud.