Chapter: 8867

Prince Warren clapped his hands: "It's a little valuable, but I'm not even interested in you, a soul-type creature, for people with the blood of the Moon Spirit Tribe, or for the giant golden-armored beast."

Prince Warren claps forward with his right hand.

Endless power squeezes and crushes the Demon King Clown!

snap!

The black mist began to dissipate.

The demon king clown, became more illusory, a mask was about to fall from the sky.

Dark mask.

"you......"

Mu Xue stared blankly at the front.

The Demon Soul King, who was about to dissipate, turned around:

"I am a clown, and I am also Ding Jiuming. I am the Demon Soul King who is combined. I live and die because of my obsession. You are my obsession. Therefore, I am here. I hope you can live for the rest of your life." well."

The voice was much similar to Ding Jiuming's.

It shows that the clear consciousness is the main body, but it dissipated after he finished speaking.

Only the dark mask was left and fell to the ground.

The Demon Soul King appeared and destroyed the metal machinery, but this also left everyone with a short respite.

Dozens of warriors in black descended.

There are more than a dozen of them, facing Zi Yanmeng directly.

The golden-armored behemoth, with its limbs trapped, could only roar.

The extreme body has become illusory.

The thunder body flickered, the white clothes of the Taiqing Immortal Body were all red, the horns of the Great Demon Body were interrupted, and the Nine Sun God Body was almost transparent.

In the audience, Zhang Han was the one with the most pressure.

He stood in front of him and couldn't hold on any longer.

"Little man."

"Master."

"boss!"

"..."

A series of low-pitched cries were filled with pain.

The strong wind swept across the sky and the earth, cold and biting, the last light of dusk dissipated, and the sky and the earth fell into darkness.

Only the faint light of battle.

It can be next second.