Chapter 1190 It’s you!!

The little saint of impermanence and the great god of true demons, are all saints, and their identities and status are almost the same. At this time, no one will stand up. No matter who it is, they are all people who cannot be offended by ordinary demons.

Seeing a war breaking out between the two saints, no one stepped forward at all. Even the many demons who followed the real demon gods, they quickly retreated.

The Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons is very terrible, but the Great Saint of Impermanence is not a vegetarian.

"Ten Thousand Demon Hands..."

Once he took action, the true demon god used his unique skills.

This is the unique skill of the Holy King of All Demons and the great power of the real sage.

However, if the magical powers and techniques above the Grand Master are not revealed, even if they are the Holy King’s parents and children, the true demon gods, it is absolutely impossible to break this rule. It naturally contains the Tao of the Holy King of Demons.

If you want to practice the hand of Ten Thousand Demons, you must visualize the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons, take the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons as the way, establish the heart of the Tao, seek the way of the Tao, and attain the fruit of the Tao.

Once you take action, you will be the real world.

Faced with such a terrifying supernatural power, no ordinary person dares to look directly at him and must dodge quickly.

What an impermanent little saint, who did not dodge or avoid it, faced with such great supernatural powers, he actually chose the most difficult confrontation.

"Huanyuan Palm!!"

With one palm, it seemed that Chaos would open up a new world directly under such a palm technique.

Bang……

Chaos, Hunyuan Ruyi's giant palm, was heavily influenced by the demon shadow, like the hand of the demons who received the blessing of the demons, collided directly in the air, and a storm of destruction broke out.

"you?"

Pointing at the little saint of impermanence, the face of the demon god changed drastically.

"What are you, why? Are you afraid?"

"Hmph, will this saint be afraid of you?

Come on, today, this Holy Son insists on killing you!!"

Looking at the little saint of Wuchang, in the eyes of the true demon god, he was furious: This damn thing dared to underestimate this saint son so much. Today, I insist on letting him take good care of it.

"Come again!!"

The true demon god took action again.

He is worthy of being the parent-child of the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons, but he actually obtained the true teachings of the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons.

If you want to practice the Tao of the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons, you must obtain the approval of the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons. Otherwise, it is impossible. If you visualize him, he will know that if you think of him, it will directly cause an attack on the Tao.

"Ten Thousand Demon Fist!!"

According to legend, the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons once used such a punch to kill a great saint from the heavenly realm.

This is the most powerful punch of the Holy King of Ten Thousand Demons. If the legend is true, such a punch can kill sages.

And the master of Ten Thousand Demons used such a punch.

This is the most domineering punch, one punch is blown out, and there are endless countless demon shadows between heaven and earth, covering the sky and the earth, and each demon shadow represents a demon god.

This is the true gathering of all demons.

Each demon shadow contains the Tao of a demon god, the Fist of Ten Thousand Demons. According to legend, it is a boxing technique that can integrate the Great Way of Ten Thousand Demons.

Sure enough, the endless demon shadow suddenly turned into a phantom and rushed into the fist of the true demon god.

For a moment, the power of the True Demon God's fist became even more terrifying.

However, this is far from over. With the first one, you will naturally have the second one, the third one, or even the fourth one and the fifth one.

For a moment, I felt like a group of demons were dancing.

However, the fist of the true demon god is even more terrifying, not only strong, but also thick.

This is a kind of heritage, and also a kind of legend.

This is the legend of the invincible Son.

Practicing the Tao of sages contains the supernatural powers of sages, and they are naturally invincible at the same level.

"Good come!!"

The little saint Wuchang shouted, reached out and grabbed it, and directly grabbed a divine sword and a purple soft sword from the void.

"Purple Microsoft Sword, how could you have the Purple Microsoft Sword?"

Seeing this magic sword, the real demon god exclaimed in surprise.

How could he not recognize this divine sword? This is the damn human race, Wang Yang's sword, and Wang Yang's divine sword.

How is it possible, the little saint of Wuchang, how could he have such a sword?

"You don't care how I have such a sword? Look at my heavy sword technique..."

The little saint Wuchang was very direct, and he just slashed at the real demon god with a sword.

ah……

Facing a sword like the little saint of Wuchang, the true demon god was as if he was suppressed by a mountain, leaving him under an absolute pressure.

This is a real pressure, unprecedentedly terrible.

"You, you..."

Pointing to the little saint of impermanence, the true demon god's mind was beating, as if facing a huge mountain of thousands of feet, even when practicing the way of sages, his mind was beating, and even his feet could not stand up, which was simply terrible.

puff……

Finally, the Purple Microsoft Sword is connected with the fist of the True Demon God.

Bang……

It seemed like a punch hit a mountain, and the punch that the true demon god had the greatest hope did not work at all, and even his arm was severely damaged.

"It's you, it's you, it's you..."

The true demon god pointed at the little saint of Wuchang and exclaimed repeatedly.

“Haha, are you singing?

It’s you, it’s you, what I dreamed of is you…”

The little saint of Wuchang laughed and finally started singing.

"Damn it, you are not the little saint of Wuchang, you are Wang Yang, you are that damn Wang Yang!!"

The true demon god exclaimed in surprise, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, are you joking?

Do you think a human race will have such a strong demonic energy?

I see, you were beaten by that human race, otherwise how could you say such words?”

Faced with the accusation of the True Demon God, the "Little Saint of Impermanence" did not care at all. He even pointed at the True Demon God and cursed.

Faced with the accusation of the impermanent little saint, the true demon god actually felt speechless.

Yes, if, if he was really the prince of the human race, how could he have such a strong demonic energy?

Could it be that he was really demonized?

Don’t joke, those genius figures have improved their strength to such a level in just a few years. The terrifying generals are hard to find in the world. How could such a great man be easily devilish?

But, if it weren't for the human race Wang Yang, how could this damn little saint of impermanence, have the Purple Microsoft Sword?

What's more, from the time he took action to now, all he used were the magical moves of the human race Wang Yang.

How could such a coincidence happen in this world?

For a moment, the true demon god was confused.

Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, the real demon god actually felt that he didn't recognize him at all.

"You, who are you?"

The eyes of the true demon god were full of doubts.
Chapter completed!