Thunder Martial

The lightning sword fell and the drawing roll began to shake so violently that the picture became less clear.

Purple remembered that name silently, Thunder King.

The voice of the demon god starts again, coldly saying: in my demon drawing roll, your power will be suppressed, it is impossible to break the drawing roll to escape.

Thunder's second sword fell, the sword was stronger, and a fine crack appeared above the sky, but soon recovered again.

It's useless. I'm invincible in this scroll. The Great Battle has begun, and all of you will die, and your corpses will be purified by the Great Battle as resources for the future growth of our demonic people.

There were constant demonic sacred princes, during which another spiritual sacred prince was struck down by multiple enemies.

The other demons around them were not arrogant, and they were in a great mood to see the spiritual clan die.

Only when the spiritual holy prince dies, the number of demonic holy princes dies will only be more, the war difference between the two sides is obvious, but the number of demonic holy princes is too large.

Spike!

Thunder Mighty Heaven is still calm sword, after several swords, a huge gap emerged in the sky, but the whole picture roll was cut open by Thunder Mighty Heaven.

A clear crack appeared in the sky, and Raymond Heaven said: Everyone followed me back to the spiritual realm!

I saw him wave his hand, and a shiny thing flew forward.

It was a seed the size of a walnut, falling into the crack he had just cut, an unusual seed that could devour the power of void, only to see it grow rapidly, eventually becoming a small tree, the top of the tree growing a flower bone, the bone unfolding under the naked eye, blooming, eventually becoming a flower.

The flowers filled the entire fracture with rigor and firmness, stopping the curl from healing.

And in the flowers, a six-mounted teleportation array appeared.

I can't believe I'm waiting for the transboundary nucleus. It's a big pen.

Demons grinned: But you still can't leave, because this is my land, you have the scrolls in your hands, and I have the whole world rules!

Now that the scrolls are no longer healing, the Demon God began to mobilize the power of the rules here, and I will seal them completely here, and none of you will ever leave!

The demon god finally appeared in the painting roll, only he was tall. If it wasn't for the rolling magic around him, he looked like a spiritual clan.

He came to the world with the power of heaven and earth, and he laughed, a winning ticket in his grip.

Thunder Mighty's gaze moved toward the Demon God, and his mouth had a deep smile.

The next moment, people saw a dazzling thunder in the scroll.

Lightning turned into a lightning sword, with infinite light, from far and near to the demon god.

Pass through.

Thunder Mighty stood behind the demon god, holding a light sword in his hand, and at this moment the sword was stained with blood.

The power of heaven and earth carried by the Demon God broke apart. Above his chest, there was a sword mark that completely penetrated his body. The blood of the Demon God came out along the sword mark.

Around the corner, no one thought of the demon god that had just appeared, but it was so traumatized.

How powerful is that Thunder Holy Spirit with the sword?

Even demon gods can be hurt?

Pity, it's a pity.

Lei Miotian glanced at the light sword in his hand. There was regret in his eyes. He deliberately retained his strength earlier. It was for this sword that he could not kill you. Unfortunately, there are still some grievances.

Ka!

The light sword in his hand was broken in half, and all the spiritual power in it was broken.

A trace of blood spilled along his mouth and his face grew pale.

He slowly turned around and looked at the demon god in front of him.

The devil is also looking at the Lord Thunder. He has incredible eyes. Turns out, your goal is me.

Lei Yutian said: Only by killing you will my spiritual people truly come to peace. You have to die!

The Devil God said, "But I'm alive, and you're dying."

Thunder King snorted coldly: So what? I've hurt your fundamentals. How long can you live if you live?

Thunder King looked up at the sky, the heavenly will, everything is so heavenly.

Then his eyes became sharp again, but our spiritual people's lives were under our own control, and it was not the will of God to arrange them. And you, you're just lucky, but unfortunately, I can't bring this important information back.

The demon suddenly coughed blood, his breath around him, immediately withered.

I thought this calculation would make the Demons earn a lot of money, and I never thought that these people were after themselves.

Thunder Mighty looked up at the sky, his weapon was broken, and his life was broken. The previous sword gathered all his strength.

He came across the border for this sword.

In his eyes, there were memories, there was dissatisfaction, and eventually he turned into a low sigh. They really existed, and the spiritual tribe had their shadow. Your validation was right, but where the hell have you been? I don't believe you've fallen.

The Devil God ignored Thunder Mighty Heaven. Although he is still alive, his condition is not good, so he needs to hurry.

He used his remaining power to reheal the scroll, and the nucleus of the spirit went from a blooming state to a sealed state, like an uncomfortable light point, merging with the scroll.

The battle below is also nearing its end, ending with the death of all spiritual holy wars.

The Demon Clan won, but it was a tragic victory.

There is no way for all of you to leave this place alive. You have two choices. One is to break it down and turn it into pure magic. When one day opens, help the descendants of the Demon race to accumulate a resource. Either wait for the years to pass, erode your bones, and eventually destroy all of you.

This is the choice that the demon gods gave, almost without hesitation, those who died, chose the former.

Their bodies vanish immediately and become pure magic, filled with the world.

The spiritual people stand between the heavens and the earth, and if they disappear forever, they will never leave anything behind for the future demons.

Seeing this scene, Purple has come to understand why previously we could only see the Holy Spirit of the heavens and the earth, but not the Holy Spirit of the Demons.

Those are almost the same demonic powers that were given away for nothing, and the forces that were transformed after the death of these holy princes.

Due to miscalculations, no one can leave here alive, including those who are not yet dead.

Killing battles have risen and their lives will only be destroyed, rather than slowly dying, they should simply vanish.

So they also opted for decomposition.

To this end, all the holy princes that came, with the exception of Demon God and Thunder King Heaven, are dead.

But the two are just a matter of time.

Using his last strength, the Demon God arranged everything and waited for it to disappear after a few years. His legacy of these things will bring new hope to the Demon Nation.

All the demons watched the scene quietly, and their moods were unspeakably complicated.

The demon god stood outside the temple, and the shape of Lei Miaotian fell from the sky.

The demon looks at this Thunder King who destroys his plan with one hand and asks calmly, "They have all made choices, where should you go?"

Ray Mighty smiled: How about I watch the door for you?