My Fierce Tigress Wife Chapter 162: Insult to the Horned Devil

More than one hundred kinds of supernatural powers will change the color of this world in an instant.

There is a depressed, heavy breath everywhere.

The aftermath of the collision of divine power is vented in all directions.

Either intentionally or unintentionally, most of them fell into the 30,000 demons.

The screams continued, and the 30,000 demon soldiers suffered a lot of casualties at once.

However, no one cares about them, including young men and more than a hundred demon generals of the Abyss Demon Race.

It seems that these magic soldiers are just a bunch of weeds that are useful. Although they are useful, no one cares at this time.

In a blink of an eye, it was ten seconds, and more than a hundred third realms were already entangled together.

The number of magic generals has an absolute advantage, but in terms of average strength, they are not as good as the more than forty third-level nations of human beings.

After all, although their cultivation strength is short, they can reach the third stage so quickly in this environment, and each one is definitely a true genius.

Far more geniuses than these magic general geniuses who don’t know much.

In terms of strength, they are all surpassed.

Plus the time is short, there is no upside and downside for a while.

The face of the burly young figure became extremely ugly, and he wanted to make a move immediately.

It's not the third realm for all nations of mankind, but the trash under his command.

It's really a bunch of waste.

More than one hundred people, facing these more than forty human races who have been cultivating for more than eight years, they still can't immediately gain the upper hand.

If it weren't useful, he really wanted to kill this bunch of trash.

He can't afford to lose that face.

"Boom!"

"Puff~!"

Dong Yuhao has reached the strength of the second-highest section, unreservedly erupting, spitting blood from an opponent with a punch, breaking his divine body, and losing the power to fight again.

He is majestic, full of heroism and fighting spirit.

The fierce eyes swept the rest of the battlefield, and he was about to do it again. Suddenly, a figure was swept away.

Obviously he is also a magic commander, but he didn't do anything. Obviously his status is extraordinary.

The leader?

In half a second, he was sure that 90% of it might be the leader.

I didn't hesitate, I rushed over and killed the leader, it would definitely be useful, and it would be more effective to catch it alive.

As for the others, he doesn't care at all, the opponent is at most the power of the first building.

As long as this is the case, he is not afraid at all.

A fist blasted out, obtained from the supernatural powers of the army in the tomb of Zhang Dingguo.

A very tragic breath rose from him.

It's as if it's a deadly place and then reborn. There is no chance of victory, nor is it pursued, but it's tragic to seek common ground.

I am more powerful.

Faced with this obviously leading existence, although Dong Yuhao was confident, he would never be careless.

His grandfather told him from an early age that the lion fights the rabbit and does his best.

"Boom~!"

A dull noise exploded, and the air cracked.

In the blink of an eye, the punch came in front of the figure.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and the look of the figure in front of him seemed a bit wrong.

It's drama abuse.

No time to think about it yet.

"Boom!"

A force that was several times more powerful suddenly exploded from the target.

The billowing black magic energy is like the surging Yangtze River, sweeping everything.

Only one breath was resisted, and the body was blasted off uncontrollably, spurting out blood.

So strong!

He was suddenly filled with a thought, and he was not an opponent at all.

It seems that the other party can kill him.

"Haha."

The burly figure smiled, and the smile was playfully, mixed with a kind of ruthlessness and tyranny.

Looking at Dong Yuhao, he said unhurriedly: "Okay, very good, this king originally didn't bother to shoot you, but since you want to die as soon as possible, this king will fulfill you.

You should be the third realm of almost all of this world and human race. Killing you is just right to destroy your last hope. "

Speaking, step by step, just walk towards Dong Yuhao step by step.

I don't seem to be anxious at all, I am more confident that the other party has no hope of escape and is dead.

Dong Yuhao's face was solemn, but he didn't back down, let alone the slightest fear.

I opened my mouth and was about to say something, suddenly a smile appeared.

At the same time, the burly figure, who was walking step by step, instantly stiffened, his face changed slightly, and he turned to look to the left with some dignity.

The pupils of both eyes shrink slightly, and the brows are lightly furrowed.

A look of surprise and confusion floated: "Who are you?"

After finishing speaking, it seemed to be seen, and then he said clearly: "You are the number one strong in this world, that tiger."

Speaking, he laughed, and said in an admiring tone: "Okay, this king really underestimates you. In such a world, he can reach the point where he feels threatened, even though it's just a Doppelganger, but you are already good and good."

Wang Hu's indifferent face raised his brows, and said with a touch of curiosity: "This king? You really are not an ordinary magician, who are you?"

The burly figure looked at the demon generals who were fighting with disdain, looking at the weeds completely, as if to say how can this king be compared with those demon generals?

Immediately, continue to look at Wang Hu with appreciative eyes, chuckling arrogantly: "This king is an existence you can't imagine, this king admires you very much now.

Come on, join this king, and this king will take you to the real world. "

Wang Hu's eyes changed slightly, becoming a little weird, a little foolish.

The burly figure also found something wrong, and his face was dark, "What do you mean? This is the grace of this king."

The corner of Wang Hu's mouth twitched, and he was extremely disdainful.

The other side.

After noticing that the Tiger King had already appeared, Dong Yuhao didn't hesitate to turn around to deal with the other monsters.

Although he has suffered some injuries, his strength is still far superior to these single demon generals.

Others also consciously cooperated with him, making him one-on-one, so that he could kill more magicians.

Soon, two demons died in his hands.

The third place was beaten by him with a few strokes.

This demon commander has already revealed his original form, with blood on his body, and a tyrannical breath full of killing intent.

"Humans killed, wait, the king will definitely turn you into demon slaves."

As soon as the voice fell, Dong Yuhao disdainfully prepared to do it.

"Boom."

There was a rather dull sound, and the demon general was slammed by a black shadow that looked like a meteorite.

In an instant, the divine body shattered, the breath dropped rapidly, and the vitality dissipated.

But he was staring at the figure on his body.

Not only him, Dong Yuhao, and even many magical generals looked over as if something major had happened.

The human powers took the opportunity to expand their results, but they couldn't help but watch them curiously.

A burly figure appeared in his eyes with his head down, and his whole body seemed to be trembling slightly.

What's wrong with this?

"Boom."

The next moment, the humans were shocked, and saw that the burly figure smashed the head of the demon general at his feet with a punch, and the brutal and brutal aura seemed to be an extremely angry beast.

When seeing this scene, the expressions of other demons instinctively showed fear, and they dared not look at them.

"Damn tiger."

The cold voice that seems to roar from between the teeth, mixed with infinite hatred, seems to be unable to stab the hate with a thousand swords.

Everyone and the demons all looked in one direction.

Everyone feels at ease, the demons will be a little afraid.

For many years, the Devil of the Landhorn hasn't hated anyone so much in a long time.

Slap him flying with a palm in public, and hit his subordinates, undoubtedly stomping all his face under his feet.

Hate bites my heart, my eyes turned red in an instant, my whole body was shaking, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This king wants you to have cramps..."

The golden light flashed, and the bright light slammed on the mouth before no one could react, and a blood stain appeared.

"Ah~!"

With an instinctive cry, the burly figure was drawn more than ten meters away in the eyes of many eyes.

It also seemed to be drawn on the body of many magic generals, so that their secretly watching eyes shifted immediately.

But still let everyone take the opportunity to expand their results.

In short, from the very beginning, these demon generals seemed to be out of state. They were obviously fighting for life and death, but they were always distracted.

Who is that burly figure?

Gu didn't think much about it, taking advantage of this great opportunity, and making every effort to know who killed it and who owned it.

On the other side, Wang Hu is not in a hurry to harvest other trophies.

Because he has determined that the biggest trophy is right in front of him.

A few meters in front of this demon king, that kind of domineering, confident and proud that is invincible in one world and invincible in the world, this moment is undoubtedly obvious.

It's obviously not as good as the opponent, but at this moment, even the Horned Demon King who immediately stood up from the ground felt that the opponent was actually looking down on him.

The kind of high above, reminded him of the feeling when he was weak and facing the devil.

As soon as this feeling appeared, it became even more hate and anger.

A great shame.

His grand horned devil would be so insulted by a tiger in the third stage.

Don't hold this hatred, and swear not to be a devil.

The trembling of the whole body is greater, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This king swears, I must take your whole family..."

"Whoo!"

The golden light flashed again, raising his vigilance to the highest point of the earth's corner Demon Lord, and his whole body surged.

But no, there was another instinctive cry, and another bloodstain appeared on his mouth, as if he had already been recruited when he saw the golden light.

The speed of Jin Guang is faster than his vision.

At this time, an extremely sharp breaking sound sounded in the air.

"It seems that this king has overestimated you for this fool of you." Wang Hu's indifferent eyes looked at the figure that quickly climbed up again, as if enveloped in hatred.

The contempt in the tone became stronger and stronger: "You are so capable, and dare to say those big things, who gives you the courage?"

The blood-red eyes were staring at Wang Hu, but the Earthhorn Demon King had already received the lesson and stopped talking. With a hold in his hand, a small black and red flag appeared in his hand.

On the small flag, even at a distance, Wang Hu could feel the **** smell of substance.

"I want you to die."

With a low growl, the black and red aura was loud in the voice that was half of the sanity, and an aura full of chaos and killing spread.

"Slap."

Suddenly, in the golden light, everything came to an abrupt end. With the extremely sound falling slowly, the figure of the corner devil was severely knocked to the ground.

Wang Hu held the trembling and struggling small flag in his hand, suppressed by the golden supernatural power.

As for the Earthhorn Demon Lord, he has made the most adequate preparations. If the opponent can escape again, unless it is the same situation as the last time the Phantom Demon Race girl.

Then he can do nothing.

In other situations, relying on the strength of this Demon King clone, even if Wang Hu gave him a chance to escape, did he escape?

Impossible.

Just like the battle just now, this clone of the demon king is too slow.

For him, it's like a snail crawling.

Even if this Demon King clone can use the power of the first floor, how about the strength of the third floor and even the fourth floor?

Knead as you want.

The opponent is too slow. When the strength is not as good as his, so slow, facing him, there will be no resistance at all.

The force broke through to the third stage, and the tyrannical divine power directly smashed the spiritual mark left by the demon clone in the small flag.

Suddenly, the little flag stopped struggling.

The Demon King of the Earthhorn was caught in his eyes, and seemed to have received a serious attack.

Wang Hu put away the small flag and walked towards each other step by step.

The Demon King of the Earthhorn reacted, and went halfway to his senses, and rushed towards the King and Tiger fiercely.

Between the electric light and flint, Wang Hu stretched out his hand, slapped him like lightning quickly, and knocked him to the ground again.

The demon generals who were still secretly watching, completely turned into fear and fought unintentionally.

"Roar~!"

At this time, hatred, anger, and shame completely broke through the groundhorn demon's reason, and let out a fierce roar.

When I wanted to get up and rush towards Wang Hu, Wang Hu stepped on it with one foot.

Just stepping on the neck, the power far surpasses the limit of the earth, making it struggling crazily and unable to move.

At this moment, the only wisp of clarity that was left has disappeared, leaving only the demon and animal nature.

Wang Hu took a deep look, it should be fine.

No longer deliberately humiliated, and slapped the opponent's divine body directly with one palm, and struggled to disappear.

He stretched out his palm and used the soul search secret method.

Hanhan’s message to him from the Demon Race mentioned that a strong Demon Race may be completely engulfed and lose self and reason.

At this time, the opponent's soul is the weakest time.

The soul of this demon king clone is obviously not simple. In Wang Hu's view, he is more likely to search for his soul when the opponent loses his mind and is seriously injured.

In fact, he didn't expect this so-called demon king to love face so much. After he found out, he just tried it, and directly forced the other party to be completely enchanted.

The secret method of searching for souls was used, and a faint smile appeared.

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Suddenly, the sane of the corner demon became sober, staring at Wang Hu with hatred, "This king swears, I must--"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Hu waved his hand and shattered half of his face.

Both eyes despised and said indifferently: "Idiot, in order to prevent you from escaping, the king has made great efforts to impose a ban on this, but I did not expect it to be just a waste."

Earthhorn Devil's eyes are red again.

Growled: "Even if this king is soul damaged, he will kill you."

After speaking, a strange ray of light shot out from his eyes and directed towards Wang Hu.

It was a ghost of a palm.

(Chapter 3, now it is 5109 evenly ordered, the distance is 6000, and there is still 891, come and force me.)

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