God Level Demon

“Monster, this man is a monster! ”

“Kill so many of our people with one move. How the hell did he do that? ”

“This is what people are so proud of. How can they be so terrified? ”

“Didn't you say that humans are only arrogant with technological weapons, and martial arts are not strong enough? What's going on here? ”

The rest of the monsters looked at Xia Ping with tremendous fear, and now they really see what it means to be a genius champion and invincible.

The shadow of man's famous tree!

Of the hundreds of millions of human beings, there are countless demonic geniuses, but still can kill a blood path, pull the lead, push the crowd, some big men think there is the potential of the Invincible King, is this not the same fighting power?!

Previously, they were arrogant and arrogant, believing that according to human talent, no matter how powerful, could be compared to the demonic race, and they could defeat the so-called human race by raising their hands and feet.

But now, at first glance, reality slaps them so hard that they feel dizzy.

Dozens of monsters at the peak of martial arts, still of demonic kings blood, have been slaughtered by this horrible human being, but they can't even break the skin of each other.

Such amazing facts make them almost unimaginable.

Now they are finally clear that the rich reward for killing genius is not so easy to take, and where in the world is free lunch?

“Tell me, how do you want to die? Do you want to be steamed, roasted, or stripped? Choose your own way of dying.” Xia Ping looked at the monsters faintly.

Feng Shui is rotating!

Tu Haojie and others are in a good mood. Just now, these demons took the upper hand and traveled to the extreme. When they are human fish, they can slaughter as much as they want. They are so arrogant.

But now it's their turn to taste this artificial knife and I feel like fish meat.

“Humans, you, don't lie to the devil too much! ”

A monster bit his teeth and stared angrily at Xiaping.

It feels infinitely bored inside, when their demonic tribes fall to this point and are threatened by a small human being, when they are generally disposed of as slaves.

Other monsters are also so angry that they can't wait to kill Xia Ping immediately, but when they see Xia Ping's horrible power just now, they kill dozens of monsters with one move.

It is not expected that even if they join forces, they will be an enemy of this horrific mankind.

“So what if I bully you? Die!” Wherever Xiaping leaves them, he wants to start a war, when it ends, but it's not their turn to decide.

He will surely annihilate them all.

“Shit! ”

The monsters felt cold and the killing intentions were everywhere in the void, as if they were swords, cutting their bodies, as if the airplanes were completely locked.

Even if they try to escape a distance, they are instantly slaughtered, as if they were being watched by a reaper.

“Stop human beings, you dare kill my demon brother! Aren't you afraid of death?” Suddenly, there was an explosion from afar, like a thunderbolt, shaking for miles.

In the distant half of the sky, there was a huge cloud of black fog, covering the day, demonic wind formation, and at the same time came out a squeaky cry, which seemed to be a crow's cry, causing cold.

This is as if the messenger of hell had come.

“Bad luck crow, this is bad luck crow coming.” A monster immediately recognises a creature flying in the middle of the sky, which is, of course, the ultimate pride of the demonic race - the Raven of Bad Luck.

While it is unclear why troubled crows come to the valley, they all know that when troubled crows arrive, they will be saved, and it is absolutely not the man's turn to go wild.

“Great, there's a bad luck crow in this place, and the humans will never dare to do it. ”

“How dare you? Aren't you afraid of revenge from my demons and the extermination of the Nine? ”

Suddenly, a monster was amazed, feeling like he was escaping from the dead, covered in bad luck crows, and their lives were finally preserved.

“No killing? Who do you think you are? ”

Xia Ping snorted coldly, killing the air, his real life boiled like molten milk, holding on to the spear of hell, and rushed towards these demons.

“No, no, no!!! ”

A monster was blinded and felt the horror of Xiaping. They did not expect the crows of bad fortune to come to this place, and this human being still dared to do it.

Some monsters want to escape, some want to fight, some want to escape, but it doesn't work, their strength and the spear of Hell holding the treasure is too wide a gap compared to Xiaping.

Such a gap, basically comparable to the peak of the martial arts master and the master, is almost impossible to bridge.

When these monsters scream and cry out for help, the power of the spear of hell is transformed into countless spears, and it is easy to make holes in the presence of the monster.

“Son of a bitch, how dare you kill my demon brother!” Aware of this situation, knowing that he was coming, the humans still hurt the killer, and the bad luck crow almost blew up his lungs.

But it's too far away from Xia Ping, and it's just too long for a whip.

And how quickly Xiaping did it, the sound speed was not enough to describe such speed, so it could not be stopped at all, only to watch Xiaping do it and slaughter its demonic brothers.

Bang bang bang!!!

The smell of hell burst immediately, and a monster's body exploded instantly, exploding into countless pieces of flesh and blood sprayed around like rain, staining the earth with red.

The heads of these monsters flew all over the place, eyes wide open, apparently indifferent to death.

“Too harsh. ”

Tu Haojie and other elite students saw this scene, the heart was violently shocked, as if someone pinched their heart, no one wanted to get Xiaping to this level of brutality.

The evil crows, knowing that they had arrived and stopped them, remained motionless and killed all of them in the presence of the evil crows.

This is obviously smoking the face of a bad luck crow. This is a constant hatred!

Boo!

A few seconds later, a large bird with black wings covering the sun appeared in front of the crowd, dark and haunting the breath of death.

It appears to be centered around its body, forming a field of death more than a dozen metres in diameter, painted black, as if even the sun had been absorbed clean.

Many of the elite students sucked in the cool air, the two black, unpredictable, pupils deep with swirling eyes of death staring at them, suddenly as if they were in death.

As if the next second, they would be plundered.

This is the famous bad luck crow!

At this time, the evil crow was flying halfway through the sky, with a pair of black eyes filled with horrible rage, horrific intentions to kill bred in all directions.