Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Hung Chao? Eat the empire? ”

Theresa's face was full of shock and burning.

She must find a way to escape and tell this amazing intelligence to everyone in the Emerald Continent and the Pankorean universe.

But Lord Kuba made a wild laugh, accompanied by a strange sense of discordance.

“Boom!”

At this point, a deafening explosion sounded, and Blackjack's location was suddenly overshadowed by flames and nitrous smoke.

However, it was the second group of prison extermination reinforcements that were transported directly from Chimen Mountain to Deep Red Palace and brought in a small number of prison exterminators.

“My king! ”

Loyal and loyal demons of the Prisoner Nation flocked to the top.

“Idiot. ”

Lord Kuba looked at them and didn't look at them, but in the direction that Jack Black should be torn apart, he despised the spit of his mouth with blood, “Whatever flood tide you may have or devoured the Empire, my people, will not yield! ”

“Really?

The ghostly voice suddenly appeared from behind Lord Kuba. In the tentacles of peristalsis, Blackjack re-emerged his tall, handsome, handsome, full of the charm of a man and his face.

Unfortunately, the more handsome his face is, the more horrible it will be.

“Then… too bad.” The Black Jack Phantom.

Later, not lightly, he struck a ringing finger.

Between moments, the girls who were under his tentacles and about to suck dry, like puppets, all moved.

Their appearance withered like skeletons, and their speed and power were faster and stronger than the demons in the abyss, following rigid and strange steps, manipulating rusty weapons and dancing a death dance.

The demons of the exterminators were horrified and barely resisted Blackjack's rear palace, but were entangled and stabbed. The witches, among them, became the captives of Blackjack. For a moment, they were transformed into equally horrible “Skull Soldiers”.

Seeing their faces full of piety and happiness, as if to pave the way for Blackjack's ambition with life, is the truth of existence.

With their sacrifice, Blackjack became more and more powerful, like a tornado burning with bears hidden in his expanding body.

“ …… ”

Lord Kuba took a deep breath, and the surrounding armor similarly “squeaked”, unable to withstand the raging force of violence between the muscles and the bones, bursting from the inside out.

Indeed, as Theresa speculated, his “deformation” was not complete and his body, hidden beneath the armor, was quickly obscured by the madly swollen muscles, although several lucid curves could be seen.

Instead of becoming a “woman," he became a feminine, ancient beast.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow! ”

Lord Kuba made an astonishing roar.

The waves of mountains plunging into the sea fill the entire palace of deep red.

Each step creates a split atmosphere, shocking the surrounding demons and Blackjack's rear palace.

“Snooze, snooze, snooze. ”

Blackjack's tentacles also expanded several times in an instant, like a monstrous deep-sea squid, waving, tearing the air apart, the visible ripples of the naked eye, and spreading rapidly.

“Boom! Boom! ”

Two strong men, like two monsters, collide hard together.

Theresa, hold the mice, don't talk about how lame they are.

The two monster strong men opened fire completely, not at all able to resist, had long been bruised by raging air waves, and had to guard against poisonous snake-like tentacles stabbing her in the eyebrows.

It's the most disgusting thing Teresa's ever thought of if she was captured by Black Jack and turned into his "woman."

“What should we do?

“I can't die. At least I can't die here. I have to bring the information back - Hung Chao has not solved it, so there is a worse one!

“Think about it. Think about it. What kind of insidious, insidious, disgraceful, sadistic, dehumanizing way would his old man escape if he were here?

“Surrender, surrender to one of the two monsters, beat the other monster, and then fight over the clams, Fisherman Dolly?

“But seeing these two monsters kill so fast, it's impossible to accept my surrender! ”

Theresa had no idea.

It couldn't help but pour a strong wind from behind.

She rolled on the ground, her hands naturally gripping the knife, one spinning on top of the other, trying to rip open the enemy's belly.

However, when she saw who the attacker was, the tip of the knife was disoriented, risking rubbing it off the cheek of the other party, leaving no bone wounds, but a scar of scarlet.

“Sister Xia! ”

That's right, Princess Asha.

She was also wrapped around Blackjack's tentacles, losing herself, the happiness of numbness on her face, her eyes hollow, and turned into a puppet without a soul.

However, as Theresa shouted out her name, a faint ripple appeared deep in her empty eyes, stubbornly struggling.

She obviously hesitated.

The real will, and the tentacle orders, was a tough confrontation, as if her flesh and bone were in conflict, and flesh wanted to go east, but bone had to go west.

Her body was filled with tears of "crackling", and the happiness of numbness on her face revealed a hint of real pain.

Seeing her like this, Theresa was heartbroken and furious.

“Sister Xia, let me help you! ”

The tall knife did not hesitate for a moment, taking into account the question of whether Blackjack would spot it, changed the angle and drew a perfect arc.

When the blade flashed, countless symbols appeared around it, racing for fear and then pouring into the blade, making this common battle knife into a crystal clear artifact.

This knife brings together all of Theresa's magical powers and all of her anger and heartache. Even if the ancient demons come, they will be cut off by her.

“Huh!”

Blackjack's tentacles were cut off neatly by Theresa, and her mouth spurted out a large amount of light gold liquid, like a viper struck by lightning, jumping violently.

Blackjack noticed Theresa's presence and his eyes projected at her with some surprise, seemingly confused as to why Theresa had traveled all the way, unappealed by him, and persisted to this day.

Theresa responded to Blackjack with a gesture not found on a jade continent - two straight middle fingers.

Blackjack closed his eyes and, although he didn't understand what Teresa meant, he also realized that she would never give in.

Cold humming, trying to manipulate more tentacles to creep towards Theresa, but the bloody Kuba king grows more and more fierce, spreading countless bone pricks around him and pounding him all over the ground.

The two monsters are tangled together again.

Princess Asha, who lost her manipulation, fell backwards and softly.

Theresa hurried forward, hugging her in her arms, peeling away the broken tentacles and then soothing her frozen body with her own hot temperatures.