1661: C1661 The Great Lord of the Abyss Has Discovered

C1661 The Great Lord of the Abyss Has Discovered

Article 1661. Great Demon found

"Respected Lord Devil God, your servant Jin Jilie requests you to fight!"

Jin Jilie half-knelt, his palms facing his face, and said devoutly.

"Yes! Do you know what the price is?"

The red-faced Demon God said coldly.

" Yes, my most respected lord. The orc in front of you is a delicious meal of blood! "

Jin Jilie lowered his head, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

He had already sold out his soul.

Including the totem clan, Chief and all the other top brass.

They had also thought about not summoning the devil.

But no one could resist the temptation of absolute power!

Chief couldn't, and the elders couldn't either.

"Hehe! Great Demon was Great Demon, and he liked to hear others call him a Demon God. ......

Sigh! Even animals have vanity! "

Zhang Xing shook his head and said in a low voice.

Swoosh!

Two bloodthirsty cold lights suddenly looked at Zhang Xing.

"Who are you? How do you know who I am?"

That's right, the moment Great Demon appeared, Zhang Xing knew that the totem clan had already been controlled by the demon race.

This wasn't a direct control.

It was the demon race that had captured their greed!

Just like an ordinary person, if he could suddenly summon a tiger, do you think he would still be able to remain calm?

The answer was definitely not.

He would bring the tiger around hunting, trying to get more prey for himself.

As for whether the tiger would eat him or not, he wouldn't think too much about it.

In the face of huge benefits, this risk was worth taking!

The same went for the totem clan.

Great Demon was just a little curious.

Their clan had disappeared for too long.

Not to mention a young man, even the totem clan and the other old men didn't recognize them when they first saw them.

It was impossible for the totem clan to leak them out.

"My name is Zhang Xing. I killed a lesser demon a few years ago.

I can't forget what you all look like with just a glance, but I don't want to take a second look.

It's too ugly... "

Zhang Xing shook his head with an expression of disgust.

"What? You killed my nephew?"

Great Demon's body flashed and was about to grab Zhang Xing.

He thought that since his nephew had been summoned away, he would be able to bring back some useful information.

But who knew that there would be no news after this.

They knew that the genius of their demon race had fallen!

However, they were suffering from not having the chance to come to the Xuanwu Continent. They could not find the murderer and take revenge for their nephew.

But today, their luck was truly at its peak, and they had inadvertently encountered the murderer.

It was him who said it himself.

Then what was there to wait for? He would directly suck the blood of this orc dry!

But just as his figure flashed, a flash appeared in front of his eyes.

A figure blocked in front of him.

He took a closer look and saw that it was a Blue-faced orc!

"Hmph! What's there to be polite about? All the people here are going to die anyway, it's just a matter of time before they die!"

Swoosh!

The scythe of death swung.

Wait until I cut you into two and suck your blood dry!

"Clang!"

Just as Great Demon thought that the person in front of him would definitely be cut in half.

A shocking scene appeared.

He saw that his sacristy's Blood Sun Scythe had actually been caught by two fingers!

His realm was divided according to the Xuanwu Continent. He was at the peak of the late stage of sage realm.

However, his overall strength was almost invincible in this realm.

Moreover, he was about six meters tall. He was also holding a sacristy.

It could be said that he had the upper hand.

One had to know that he had used 80% of his strength in this attack. Even if Great Demon was present, he wouldn't dare use his finger to receive it!

He was startled.0

"Let go of me!"

Suddenly, he increased his strength by 20%.

However, those two fingers did not move at all. They still held onto his Blood Sun Scythe.

"Eh? It's still a sacristy. However, in my eyes, the sacristy is no different from scrap metal!"

Saint twisted his fingers.

With a crisp clang, half of the sickle's head was broken!

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