Volume 1_Chapter 836 Descendant of the Demon God Clan?

"I don't care how many lives you have, but today, you will definitely die."

Now that they met, Chu Linguang naturally decided to kill the old king.

"See if you kill me or I kill you."

The old king also fell into a state of madness.

Dao Yun behind him opened.

It was an endless sea of ​​corpses and blood.

True Immortal cultivation completely exploded.

"boom!"

Chu Linguang disappeared in place.

The moment he disappeared, a white bone appeared where he was standing.

It seemed that as long as he slowed down a beat, the white bones could pierce his body, and even crush his soul.

"Howling!"

But above the old king, a beam of ax followed and fell.

Chu Linguang used all his strength.

The power of Taoist soldiers.

The power of phantom.

The power of thick ink.

The three forces are superimposed in an all-round way.

The light of the ax covered the sky and blocked out the sun, firmly locked on the old king.

boom!

The old king raised his hand to resist, and the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood endowed him with infinite power. The dense white bones formed a white mountain forest to resist the overwhelming ax light.

bang.

The ax fell.

Bones shattered.

The Dao Yun of the old king collapsed.

The ax light smashed his body into pieces.

It made his figure disappear in an instant, turning into a blood mist and disappearing without a trace.

hiss!

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

Know that Chu Linguang is powerful.

But I didn't expect Chu Linguang to be so powerful.

The leader of the gate of hell was chopped into scum by his axe.

It turned into a blood mist and disappeared without a trace.

However, Chu Linguang, who was in the sky above the blood mist, had a dignified expression and a pair of piercing eyes, looking for it in the blood mist. He knew that the old king was not dead.

The bloody power on the old king.

It seemed that an invisible and intangible layer of defense firmly locked the old king's body.

Defend his body and soul.

Although the physical body burst, it seemed that the soul was also hit hard.

But Chu Linguang clearly realized.

The shattered body and soul, still being pulled by that force, are rapidly being reshaped.

In the next moment, in the blood mist, the old king appeared again.

He exclaimed: "Tsk tsk tsk, unexpectedly, in this upper world, you are still as strong as ever, but unfortunately, no matter how strong you are, what can you do? This seat has an immortal body and was baptized by the Lord Demon God.

In this world, no one can kill me. "

The old king sneered again and again.

A bone spur pierced Chu Linguang.

The world changes accordingly.

Chu Linguang seemed to be dragged into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​blood.

Endless skeleton ghosts rushed out of the bloody ocean.

Thousands of bone spurs swept towards him like rain.

But Chu Linguang was fearless.

He inherited Yan Luo Guicha, and he is not afraid of this kind of dark attribute power.

Coupled with the blessing of a pair of fiery eyes, Chu Linguang can see clearly all falsehoods in an instant.

With the sky-opening ax in his hand, he cut a path in an instant and rushed out from the old king's Dao Yun.

Holding the sky-opening axe, he slashed at the old king again.

"I see you, are you really immortal, or are you pretending to be a ghost?"

Chu Linguang roared angrily.

Looking at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood all around.

Endless skulls.

Chu Linguang instinctively used the power of thick ink and phantom.

hum!

The black figure behind him appeared again.

It seems that this phantom is the real demon god.

He dragged a huge axe, and with the sky-opening ax in Chu Linguang's hand, he slashed directly at the old king.

"Master Demon God!"

Seeing the phantom, the old king cried out in fright, and even knelt down.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood Dao Yun under his control fell into a state of tranquility in an instant, the sea of ​​blood stopped boiling, and thousands of skulls automatically hid themselves one after another.

Even the army of demon gods outside the city knelt down and took the phantom behind Chu Linguang to worship. The pious appearance seemed to be that the phantom behind Chu Linguang was Mengba, and Chu Linguang was Mengba's spokesperson in this world.

"No, not Lord Demon God!"

The old king was taken aback.

Feel the unusual breath.

panicked.

But by this time it was too late.

Become an army of demon gods and kneel down.

His Dao Yun was also affected. Although he was aware of the problem, the phantom was definitely not a demon god, but this phantom seemed to be able to suppress him naturally, making his scalp numb, and the resulting resistance seemed to be affected by it. After all kinds of suppression, he couldn't raise his fighting spirit at all.

Even the bloody power on his body was implicated, and he hid himself automatically, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

"Chu Linguang, who are you?"

The old king cried out in horror, instinctively feeling that Chu Linguang was the great devil.

"The one who wants your life."

The huge ax in Chu Linguang's hand broke through the old king's layers of defense without any hesitation, and chopped directly on the old king's forehead.

The strong men in the city felt incredible when they saw this scene.

The members of Hell Gate outside the city all knelt down towards Chu Linguang.

To be precise, he knelt down towards the mountain-like black shadow behind Chu Linguang.

It seems that this shadow is their leader.

For a moment, the members of the Hanwu Beast Taming Squad were all stunned, unable to control themselves, and roared angrily, "What are you all doing, get up and kill him!"

"Idiots, are you scared and stupid!"

"Damn, how could I trust you guys."

They roared again and again, trying to wake up the army of demon gods, and followed them into Crystal City.

Pooh!

At this time, the old king's body turned into blood mist again.

The spirits were all shattered.

"ah!"

He also let out a heart-rending scream.

The bloody power on his body hides automatically, although at the critical moment, he hugged his life, but without comprehensive protection, he experienced the pain of separation of flesh and blood, splitting mind and soul.

It just made him wish he could just hit his head to death.

At this moment, the old king's mentality collapsed.

The phantom behind Chu Linguang actually made him feel suffocated, and he had an urge to kneel down, although he could be sure that this was not Lord Demon God, let alone Mengba.

But the old king instinctively felt that.

This phantom is a member of the Demon God Clan and is related.

It is even possible that he is an important member of the Demon God Clan.

But why would such a person be with Chu Linguang.

Fight side by side with Chu Linguang.

This is simply unbelievable.

Could it be that Chu Linguang is the heir of the Demon God Clan.

Only in this way can one obtain the powerful protection of the Demon God Clan.

Thinking of this, the old king was dripping with cold sweat.

Although it feels absurd, it still cannot explain everything that is facing at this moment.

In a panic.

He was still reshaping his body in the blood mist, and hurriedly ordered to the army: "Retreat!"

This voice seemed to be fused with the power of blood, so that the eyes of the Hell Gate members who were kneeling towards Chu Linguang lit up, as if they had regained consciousness, they couldn't help getting up one after another, and then turned around and fled in a hurry.

Withdrew on the spot.