The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2275: Fate

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"Ah..."

The screams kept ringing.

Wang Meng used the branches of the primitive natural tree to trap all the powerful demons, making them immobile.

As the branches tightened, they all died.

The burly man of the Demon Race was frightened, and said that this Human Race kid who suddenly appeared was too scary. He now felt that death was approaching.

"Now it's your turn. Out of the importance of you, I decided to kill you myself." Wang Meng grinned sneer, his eyes full of evil.

Huh!

Wang Meng's figure quickly rushed over, and immediately came to the burly man of the Demon Race, the primitive natural tree in his hand burst out with light, and he slammed it fiercely and furiously.

The burly man of the Demon Race is also a strong man. He reacted very quickly. He raised the magic knife in his hand to resist.

Dang!

At the moment of contact, countless branches protruded from the inside, entwining the magic knife of the burly man of the demon clan.

The burly demon man struggled to free himself, but the branches tightened and entangled the entire arm of the burly demon man.

"Damn..."

The burly man of the demon clan roared, and he was covered in flames, shattering his entangled right arm.

Boom!

A loud noise.

The arm of the burly man of the demon race was shattered, and he took this opportunity to physically turn into a stream of light, and ran back madly.

After Wang Meng saw it, he grinned and sneered, "It's ruthless enough, I'd rather run away at the expense of one arm, but you can't run today."

Wang Meng sneered, his eyes flashing sharply.

There was a little light on the center of the eyebrows, and the "buzzing" sound kept resounding.

Huh!

Then a flying sword flew out of it. It was green in color and shaped like an awl, full of natural light.

Directly cut through the void.

That's the natural flying sword!

The burly man of the demon clan heard the sound of breaking through the air, and then he saw the natural flying sword, on which he noticed the strong smell of root.

The burly man of the Demon Race exclaimed: "Is this a flying sword made by Root Qi?"

"Yes!" Wang Meng sneered.

The burly man of the Demon Race has heard of the power of the root qi refining magic weapons, and he dared not take it lightly. The rich aura overflows from his body, forming a spiritual aura wall and blocking him.

But this is simply unstoppable.

Huh!

Naturally flying sword came through the air, easily piercing the aura wall. The burly man of the Demon Race saw the Spiritual Qi Flying Sword, and his pupils dilated.

The burly demon man was shocked and his eyes were full of shock.

He was horrified.

But there is no way.

I was pierced by the natural flying sword and died.

This is the ability of the natural flying sword, no matter what skills you have, there is no way to resist it.

Easily solved the burly man of the Demon Race, Wang Mengcai looked at Qingluo, the nine princess of the Demon Race.

Qing Luo is also staring at Wang Meng, her eyes are grateful, she said softly and softly: "Thank you for saving me just now."

Wang Meng smiled and said: "It's all right, it's just a matter of effort."

Wang Meng said, a strong force of nature hit Qingluo's body, and Qingluo's body suddenly recovered.

This puzzled Qing Luo, staring at Wang Meng and said, "Your power?"

"I am the force of nature, which can help you recover well."

"That's it, you are really a powerful person." Qing Luo couldn't help but praised.

Wang Meng smiled and looked carefully at Qingluo. He didn't expect to be so beautiful. Like Ziyan, his facial features are not the gentleness of the human race, but a three-dimensional exotic style with a fresh and refined temperament.

Qingluo's face value, even in the demons, is definitely the top one.

"You..." Seeing Wang Meng's slightly obsessive look in his eyes, Qing Luo was taken aback, and there was some anxiety in her heart.

Retreated instinctively.

Wang Meng grinned awkwardly after seeing her like this.

Hurrying to change the subject: "The nine princesses of Qingluo, I want to ask you about two people. I don't know if you have heard of it."

"Are you from the Demon Race?" Qing Luo asked.

Wang Meng nodded: "It's a member of the Demon Race. I came to the Demon Race this time just for them, my two good friends."

"Who are they?"

"One is called Demon Emperor! The other is called Ziyan!"

"What?"

After hearing the two characters mentioned by Wang Meng, Qingluo's eyes lit up.

"You mean Brother Devil and Sister Ziyan? Do you know them? You are...Wang Meng?" Qing Luo stared at Wang Meng in a strange way.

She had obviously heard of Wang Meng's name, and then listening to Qing Luo's words just now, she was called Demon Emperor and Sister Zi Yan.

Clearly, Qingluo knows two people, and the relationship is pretty good.

In an instant, Wang Meng felt that he had saved the right person.

"I am Wang Meng! Have you heard my name? Who told you it? Is it the Devil Emperor and Zi Yan?"

Seeing Wang Meng confessed that the joy in Qing Luo's eyes was even greater, she nodded and said: "It was the Devil Emperor and Sister Zi Yan who told me that they said they had a good friend called Wang Meng, and they often talked about how you are. It’s amazing. I didn’t expect that you came to the Demon Race and saved me."

Qingluo couldn't help feeling that all this is really fate.

"That's it."

"What about the Devil Emperor and Zi Yan? How are they now? Are they okay?" Wang Meng asked anxiously. He now desperately wants to know the situation of the Devil Emperor and Zi Yan, and does not want to see them. There is something.

"Sigh..."

Qingluo sighed and said sadly: "They are very dangerous now."

"Very dangerous?" Wang Meng leaned forward when he heard the words, his fists clenched subconsciously, and his pupils shrank.

Wang Meng had long guessed that this was the result, and Qing Luo was hunted down just now, and this can also be proved.

But even though he was prepared, Wang Meng was shocked when he heard it personally.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Wang Meng asked, staring at Qingluo.

After Qing Luo hesitated, she nodded: "Yes!" Qing Luo thought to herself, Wang Meng is a good friend of Brother Demon and Sister Zi Yan, and told that there is no problem. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't say these secret things about the Demon Race.

"All this was done by the demon prince." Qing Luo said the culprit.

"The Great Prince of the Demon Race?"

"Yes! That is, my half-brother, he deliberately provoked the incident, and now the entire demons are caught in a fight for killing."

"It was three years ago. Demon Emperor and Zi Yan brought a little magic boy to our Demon Clan to visit and were tested. Both of them were detected with Nine-level Magic Marks, which is the highest among the Demon Clan. In the entire demon clan, there are not a few with ninth-level magic patterns."

"Therefore, they were all selected by the demon gods of our demon race to become the next heir to the demon gods. I made good friends with them at that time."

Wang Meng nodded and continued to listen.

Qing Luo continued: "The choice of the next demon **** is about to open. The eldest prince is also a ninth-level magic rune. Because he is still the eldest prince, the next demon **** is likely to be him."

"But at this time, there was an accident."

"What happened?" Wang Meng asked suspiciously.

"The first ten-level magic mark since the appearance of the Demon Race in thousands of years. It is a natural demon god, the pinnacle of the Demon Race! Enjoy the world and earth."