“…Ahem…Ahem…”

Chen Zhuo hit the ground, his mouth and nose were covered with blood.

He looked at Zhao Xin in horror, his eyes full of fear.

Who is this!!

How could it be so terrifying!

Defeat him with one blow!

Even he felt.

If the other party hadn't intended to kill him, he might have turned into a corpse!

"If you have any questions, let your devilish decree leader come to my Thunder Court."

Zhao Xin's voice was still low.

He stood on the shoulders of Thunder Titan, with a dark robe and a deep temperament.

Step on the pedal-

Thunder Titan's huge body stepped away and slowly disappeared at the end of the street.

Whether it is Qi Yuankong or the other members of the Demonic Division.

Everyone watched helplessly, but no one dared to jump out again.

Even a team that arrived again was silent and did not dare to do anything.

This is power.

Extremely terrifying power.

It is also a power that makes people fear and awe!

...

Far away from the sea city.

Among the dark mountains.

The fog floats here, with an amazing gloomy atmosphere.

The towering trees seemed distorted in the fog, like demons.

In the depths of the fog.

More than a dozen demons from the embarrassing clan sat cross-legged.

They were hunched over, less than 1.6 meters tall, and their hands were very short.

He was wearing a black robe and had skinny face, making him look particularly cold.

"……No……!"

Suddenly.

One of the demons of the Grace clan showed endless fear in their eyes. With a roar, he bleed and fell to the ground and died after falling to death.

My eyes were wide open until death, full of reluctance.

The other dozen demons of the Huo Clan suddenly opened their eyes, with shock, confusion, anger, murderous intent on their faces... etc.

“Failed.”

“Isn’t it already arranged?”

"How could it fail!!"

"Why did it fail!!!"

"check--"

"I want to know the reason!"

One of the demons of the Graham Clan with dark gold patterns on their black robe said gloomy.

His eyes were green, full of tyranny and murderous intent.

...

Zhao Xin returned to the corner without surveillance.

He took back the Thunder Titan and summoned the Silver Sky Snake.

The silver-white glow enveloped him.

brush--

His figures and the Silver Snake disappeared and had returned to Room 608.

"After solving an evil ritual of the Three Colored Demons Association, it won't make people doubt me."

“A good action.”

Zhao Xin stood in front of the window, whispering in her heart.

certainly.

There are also some shortcomings in this.

Even those who kill are all Star Commanders, and there are no demons.

So no soul light spots fly out and open the dream world.

"It would be great if it was a demon..."

He felt regretful.

He had already been completely sure.

Killing human star envoys and astral creatures will not open up the dream world.

Whether it is a normal astral creature or an evil astral creature.

Only kill the demons—

Only then can you open the dream world!

so.

Before, he killed so many ghoul kings and four women in black in death space.

None of them opened the dream world.

But at this moment.

He suddenly felt a little dazed in his heart.

A towering sacred mountain appears at the end of view.

The world is vast and endless.

But this sacred mountain seemed to have penetrated into the sky, and it was a little high.

Palaces after palaces dotted on the sacred mountain.

Endless sword energy flew around the sacred mountain and surrounded it.

The sharp aura can destroy everything and tear everything apart.

On the top of the sacred mountain.

A young man in a coarse linen dressed in a body lifted like a sword, walked out.

His bare feet stepped in the air.

Every step of falling makes the void twist.

Although his appearance is young, his eyes are filled with vicissitudes and traces of time.

"The God of Swords, the deputy leader of the 'Sky Sword School', "Lin Feng", pays homage to the great master!"

"May the great Lord be eternal and immortal!"

"Your loyal believers will offer you the "Wancao" of the sword technique of the highest and lower level!"

The young man knelt on one knee with a pious and fanatical heart and said respectfully.

The words fell.

His eyebrows were glowing, and countless words that looked like miniature sword energy rushed out.

The words are vast.

A golden magic sword formed, pierced through the void and disappeared.

The picture in front of Zhao Xin disappeared and recovered.

"What's going on?"

"How could the dream world be opened without killing the demon?"
To be continued...