The Different World of Demon Lord

“Are you the Demon King of the Real Demon Kingdom? ”

It is certainly not impossible for Li Yalin to continue to paddle water when high-end enemy forces appear. Although it is not impossible to push the so-called saint away with an ordinary soldier, this method of warfare is too much to lose, and demonic soldiers cannot afford to lose.

He needed demonic soldiers to grow up, but he didn't intend to let them die for nothing. Now that Camille's men have nothing like Saints' masters, Lea Lin can't even think about it himself.

And just after his appearance, when he saw the enemy saint, he did not show any cautious expression on his face. Perhaps, in his view, the demon king of the true demon kingdom was not worth his recklessness.

“Yes, I am the thirty-second Demon King of the Real Demon kingdom. As for names and such, I will not introduce myself much and save time. ”

It is perfectly clear that the so-called Bakr saint is not as afraid of the appearance of the Demon King as Karena, which is inevitable, Li Yalin himself knows.

Although the Demon King is a power level name, it is also a position name. Perhaps the former Demon King will reach the level of the true Demon King, but with the weakening of the Demon Nation, the Demon King will eventually become just a symbol.

No one can believe that the Demon King of the Demon Nation can compare to the supremacy of mankind, and that in this age when the supremacy has become legend, the saints represent the greatest power in the world!

The arrogance of that Bakr saint is not unfounded.

Only this time, he made the wrong decision. He was arrogant? Li Yalin is more arrogant than he is! Who's more afraid than arrogant?

“It is true, as a falling Demon King, that your name is not worthy of my remembrance. ”

Well, a saint deserves to be a saint, indeed an arrogant rhythm.

Li Yalin refused to even report his name. He immediately annoyed Bakr Saint. Although he became a Saint, this guy's temper was not very good. If he didn't have so many eyes around him, and also took into account the dignity of Saint, he would have taken the lead.

Even if he resisted, the other party's fire still burst, snorted, he stared closely at Li Yalin, very uncomfortable to put back the harsh words.

“Tsk… I'd like to know who gave you the courage to be so shamelessly confronted by a demon king. ”

Li Yalin can no longer be familiar with this routine conversation. When he used to watch movies and comics, he used to throw up a lot of characters in the drama. Why do you always have to say so much? It would be nice to have a good fight. Why do you keep so many mouth cannons?

But in fact, this kind of harsh mouth cannon link is really essential, and it is because of his own experience that he has become more aware of the importance of mouth cannons.

You play hard words, I'll put them back. When the fire between the two sides reaches a critical point, and the fighting power reaches its peak, this is the signal of a real war.

Of course, most importantly, this is also pre-war momentum, and whoever weakens first falls into the wind.

Although... in the face of the absolute power gap, everything is a paper tiger, it's useless.

“Demon King? Need someone else to give me the courage to be the king of a dying race? ”

Admittedly, Li Yalin doesn't think that there's much use in putting a harsh word into it. Even if you say the last two words, it's just following the rules of the game. After all, if you don't agree with a word, you hit hard or something. It makes people feel like it's too bad quality. There's no drama at all. Isn't it too boring to just know how to kill or something?

But it turns out well, what kind of Bakr saint can't stop shooting his mouth? How can he stand it if he doesn't find the scene in his mouth?

“Has anyone ever told you that you talk a lot? ”

If he goes down with the other party's mouth, Li Yalin feels he can say at least a few thousand more words without repeating them. He is not here to waste time. For the other party's harsh words, he has lost patience to fight back.

On the previous slap, Li Yalin fanned the Bakr Saint directly, turning 720 degrees in the air, and the guy was like a gyro, the rolling one called a speed.

One slap to fly Bakr Saint, Li Yalin's side still leaves his mouth open, he knows very well that this is not a time to respect the elderly and love children, don't think that he will be merciful when the other is older, that is simply impossible!

“How is this possible? ”

Leah Lin's slap directly made Caleb the Commander-in-Chief of the Lizard Empire look silly. In his knowledge, the Baker Saint is the pillar of the Empire, the strongest being, should be a myth that will never be defeated!

But now, what do you see?

Mythology broken?

The demon king opposite, he just slapped his hand, and shot his strongest saint as a spinning spinner. Is this scene in front of him real?

Is this a dream of your own?

“Didn't die? ”

Caleb was scared, Li Yalin didn't care at all, what really interested him was that the Bakr saint didn't die under his slap.

Though he also has a low intake of air, he is dying to see.

“You… who are you…"

Bakr Saint was severely injured by a slap and could not even move on the ground, or Li Yalin walked in front of him before he could barely speak.

Like Caleb, he was utterly unbelievable that he had been injured by a slap, and what he now more wanted to know was the identity of the man who had seriously injured him.

This can't be the Demon King of the Demon Nation! If the Demon Nation truly emerged such a powerful Demon King, how could they be willing to live in a bitter northern place!

Who is this person exactly?

Why would he help the Demon Clan?

“I told you, I am the thirty-second Demon King of the Real Demon kingdom, and as for my name, you are not qualified to know it now. ”

Looking at a glitchy Bakr saint, a faint smile in the corner of Li Yalin's mouth, the gap between the demon king and the saint is not just a hierarchical gap, it is not difficult to slap a saint with his present strength.

In fact, if he did everything in his power, it would not be impossible to slap a demon king.

It's just that he doesn't have to explain it to a dying man.

This Bakr saint is doomed to go in peace. He will walk to Yellow Springs Road with a belly full of doubt and will never be safe.

“You…”

Seeing Leah Lin still refused to tell the truth, Bakr Saint's eyes suddenly glared at the boss, unfortunately, one of your words exited, he never had a chance to speak again, so he swallowed his last breath.

Virgin Mary of the Buddha of Amitabha, since you dare to offend my demonic kingdom, you should be ready to die. I am only sending you on the road ahead of time, and there will be more people to accompany you.

Finally, looking at the body of the Bakr saint, Li Yalin is not the first person to kill, and there can be no guilt in killing the enemy.

So just a glance, and then his eyes turned to Caleb, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, and after the scene of the death of the saint, this guy was probably scared, right?

Yes, it is true that Caleb was frightened, and the all-powerful saint in his heart was killed like an ant, and dying could not relieve the doubt in his heart.

This is all brought about by the young man in front of him, a young man as old as his nephew, His Majesty the Demon King of the Real Demonic Kingdom, who, like a real demon, brings fear into everyone's hearts.

“Get out of here! We have to get out of here! Retreat! Retreat!”

Feeling Li Yalin's gaze, Karel couldn't help but shake, his legs kept shaking, his teeth kept fighting.

There's only one thing he's thinking about right now, and that's getting out of this horrible place as soon as possible!

At this moment, Caleb began to understand some of the soldiers' thoughts, and yes, he would rather die under the sword of an angel than die in the hands of these demons, at least so that he would know how he died.

But now, the soldiers under his command died unexpectedly, and the army was suddenly crushed, and the Griffon Knights were exterminated, and even the last to rely on Bakr Saints were slapped to death.

How can we fight this war?

No! This is a war that is simply impossible to see victory, and one side will never be able to defeat the Demon Nation!

Run!

You have to run!

Either way, get yourself out of this horrible hell!

The instinct for survival erupted and Caleb was busy ordering him to flee. In fact, if he could remain calm now, it should be clear that with Li Yalin slapping the strength of the saint, it was easy to destroy him and his soldiers instantly.

It's only a pity that he can't take anything anymore. He just wants to desert, and Li Yalin didn't do it because he knows that Caleb can't escape from his palms.

Just a short distance away, two Demon Swordsman units led by Princess Cora were waiting in a tight line, and Caleb and his men's collapsed soldiers were chased by Her Highness's army without escaping.

The elite forces of the Lizard Empire are so destroyed on the edge of the Real Demon Empire that no soldier can even step on that border...

From the point of view of the Lizard Empire, they are undoubtedly the losers of war and, in addition to the deliberate retention of slave soldiers as cannon ashes, only about 5,000 elite soldiers can survive today.

On the devil's side, it was an unprecedented victory. After all, it was an unequal war, and the power was too different from each other.

According to Li Yalin, winning is normal, losing is impossible.