My Super Estate

Chapter one hundred and seventy

"True demon?

I don't know, what will happen if I kill you, can I be resurrected?"

Wang Yang tilted his head and looked like a pillar, directly plugged into the ground, leaving only the true devil with his head in a chuckle, so asked.

"you dare!!"

The Great Demon God hasn't spoken yet. The nine-dead Great Devil there can't help but take a step. He has come to Wang Yang, his hands spread out, and he is fully supporting the True Demon God.

Regarding the reaction of the Nine Dead Devil, Wang Yang was not surprised at all. He tilted his head and looked at the impermanent Little Saint. He smiled and said: "Hey, over there, you said, if we work together, we will kill this kid, will how about it?"

"you……"

The impermanent Little Saint hadn't spoken yet, and the Nine Dead Demon was so scared that his face was white.

This is really a big deal.

A Wang Yang, he might not care too much, but with an impermanent little saint, it would be a disaster.

He looked nervously at the impermanent Little Saint with a slight hint of pleading.

"Little Master, don't listen to the nonsense of this human race, the impermanent Great Saint, and the Holy King of my family, who are the same as the Great Saint of the Demon Race, and they share the same spirit. Don't let people read the joke!!"

"Huh, your holy king is a big devil, but where is my little person able to climb?"

This……

The Nine Dead Great Demon suddenly became nervous.

Listening to the impermanent Xiaosheng, in the tone, very unfriendly!

Nine Death Demon's eyes signaled that many Demon Races of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings quickly gathered together to encircle the True Demon Great Divers. Even if they struggled for their own death, they should keep their lives.

"Hey, brothers over there, we are all human beings. Although we are not of the same race, we may still be the same ancestor 800,000 years ago. How do you want to take action?"

Wang Yang looked at the actions of the Nine Dead Great Devil in his eyes, but he was very disappointed in his heart.

In fact, if the impermanent little Saint nodded his head, such a move as the Nine Dead Great Devil was indeed meaningless.

Everyone knows this fact, and the Nine Dead Devil also knows it.

But, knowing, what can I do?

The bitterness of the Nine Dead Devil.

However, no matter how bitter, he must protect the True Demon God. This is his mission. Even if his life is gone, he must also guarantee the True Devil God's life.

This is the law protector.

"Son!!"

Jin Guang Da Mo looked nervously at his son.

Like the Nine Dead Demon, the Golden Light Demon is also the protector of the Impermanent Little Saint. He will execute the impermanent Little Saint's commands regardless of the cause, regardless of love, and implement it in a consistent manner.

However, this does not mean that the Golden Demon has no opinion.

He always remembered that his own pedestrian, the purpose of this line, was for Wang Yang, for this human race, not for the true devil.

He must give proper reminders before the impermanent Little Saint gives orders.

The true demon god, after all, leans on a demon king.

Wuchang Xiaosheng smiled gently, looked at Wang Yang, and said, "I do think very much."

He said, looking at the True Demon God, his eyes glowed with cold light.

"Okay, since you also want to, then we will work together to kill this guy, OK?"

Wang Yang seems to be very interested.

Wuchang Xiaosheng laughed, said nothing, but walked step by step towards Wang Yang.

"Son!!"

Jin Guang Da Mo heart anxious.

Reaching out his hand, he even wanted to hold the impermanent Little Saint, but he was very helpless, reluctantly, retracted again.

"Everyone keeps up!!"

Saying that, the golden demon greeted his own men, followed the impermanent little saint, step by step, guarded solidly, step by step, as if it were a whole.

Wang Yang smiled at the impermanent Little Saint.

The Nine Dead Demon was like a big enemy, and with his own dozens of people, the True Demon God was closely guarded, but the forehead was already sweating with anxiety.

The whole scene, the atmosphere, is already extremely serious.

The party of Wang Yang, the party of impermanent little saints, the party of true demon and great god, and the forces of the three parties have become the most rigorous horns, and the party of Wang Yang is the weakest.

However, the Wang Yang side is the most critical.

A fuse.

Without Wang Yang, the true demon, and the impermanent little holy, there is no interest, they can advance and retreat together.

However, with Wang Yang, it represents one million points, huge benefits, and the untrust of the Mozu, enough to make their minds turn and kill the killer.

Wang Yang thinks so, so does the Nine Dead Devil.

"boom……"

Finally, the impermanent Little Saint has already reached within nine feet of the devil.

A distance of one foot, for a strong person like them, it is the most ideal magical distance.

This distance, in general, is already a real dangerous distance, and even a supernatural power can be easily issued.

Generally speaking, people who are not quite familiar with this distance are already safe distances.

In fact, before, the impermanent Little Saint and the True Demon God moved forward together, and have always maintained this distance.

The impermanent Little Saint is stopping at such a distance.

For a time, the momentum of the three parties was all intertwined at this node, as long as any one person, any action, then, it was a collapse and a volcanic eruption.

"Imperishable Son, please think twice."

The true demon is always comatose and can't wake up at all.

The Nine Dead Devil can only preside over the big picture in person.

"kill!!"

Suddenly, the impermanent Little Holy Storm shouted and shot decisively.

It's just that the object of his shot is not really a demon at all. On the contrary, he still shot toward Wang Yang.

If the distance between the impermanent Little Saint and the True Devil is still on the safety line, then the distance between Wang Yang and him is really within the safety line.

It is simply a distance within a foot.

"boom……"

The magic of the impermanent Little Saint erupted very quickly.

It is such a short distance, even if it is already prepared, it can never be resisted.

The impermanent Xiaosheng even provoked the corner of his mouth, showing a smug smile.

He believes that in such a close distance, absolutely no one can react.

In fact, his magical power did indeed hit the target.

But, did Wang Yang really fail to react?

I saw that Wang Yang was up and down all over the body, and was directly buckled by a layer of golden clock.

Impermanent Little Saint's attack directly hit the golden clock.

The golden golden bell transforms the magical powers of the impermanent little holy into a pattern of lines, passing through layers of sound waves and blending into Wang Yang's body.

"This……"

The supernatural power hit the target, and the impermanent Little Saint showed a happy smile.

However, the set beginning is the end of yourself.

How is this going?

How can one's own magical power be transformed into one pattern after another, and into his body?