Warlord of Chaos Chapter 567: The Fall of the Demon King

At this moment, the Devil's Palace is full of ruins and desolation. There are a few scattered buildings that are still standing, and they are also covered with cobweb-like cracks, which look crumbling.

Only the ground near Donald and Valentine was intact, and the all-conquering light failed to break through their defenses. However, only a few flat and smooth bricks remained in the huge demon hall, which seemed too pitiful.

Donald couldn't believe that everything that happened in front of him was real, but the roar before the death projection disappeared and the broken bricks and tiles everywhere reminded him that this was a fact.

The demons behind Donald also stared dumbfounded at the tragic scene in front of them, as if they had lost their ability to move, turning into statues one after another. There used to be more than a hundred demons from the abyss who followed Donald back to the Demon Palace, but now there are no more. There were thirty of them. If Donald and Van Lundin hadn't built two strong walls to protect them, there might not even be one of them left.

Moreover, this is only a loss that can be seen. The Demon Palace is the lair of the Demon Clan. Apart from the warriors, there are countless brothers and sisters here. After the Demon Warriors are old and weak, they always return to the Demon Palace Elderly, at this moment, everything is destroyed!

Survivors are very rare. Even if those weak demons can escape the light, they will be roasted to death by the giant fire ball over a kilometer, turned into coke, and even turned into fly ash. I also experienced the terrible high temperature just now.

The occasional howls and groans sounded like invisible steel needles, crazily piercing their hearts and bodies, making them feel waves of pain, a pressure from the doomsday making them unable to breathe.

It's just that this is not the most important thing. Every soldier who walks out of the Devil's Pool, no matter where they are, can feel the call of the Devil's Pool, which is the root of their souls! And now, their souls have become empty.

Who the **** is he? Donald felt a deep sense of powerlessness. At this moment, Donald finally realized why Han Jin ran in the direction of the Devil's Palace. It was ridiculous that he thought Han Jin was just protecting Nicholas and Angela. In fact, Han Jin It is to wipe out all the abyss powerhouses like myself!

What a big appetite... Donald smiled bitterly in his heart, but he had to admit that that person did have the qualifications. Even the main **** can't resist the sky-filled fireworks, let alone himself.

Although the brilliance has been dimming, Donald and Valentine are still standing in place. Fan Lundin really wanted to go in and see what happened. Although the Xuantian Tribulation Fire released by Hanjin had shocked Fan Lundin like never before, in any case, Fan Lundin did not want to believe that Hanjin could defeat the projection of death unscathed.

However, Donald didn't think too much, he just stood there in a daze, without a trace of expression in his slack eyes, if one only looked at Donald's appearance, no one would associate him with the mighty Demon King, This is clearly an old man who has entered his twilight years.

In a short period of time, Donald seemed to have aged several decades, even his back was bent a lot.

The sad news of several sons, the successive deaths of his biological brothers, and the unfavorable situation on the ground, all of which have never knocked down this mighty powerhouse. However, with the ravages of Xuantian Tribulation Fire, Han Jin seemed to put the last straw on Donald's already overwhelmed heart, causing Donald's heart to sink to the bottom.

Heartbroken is not enough to describe Donald's mood at the moment. There is no trace of anger on Donald's haggard face. The whole face is always in a kind of dullness. Only the occasional slightly rolling eyeballs can prove that he is still alive. .

There is nothing greater than death in the heart. At this moment, Donald's heart is dead.

Because of the demon clan, from today onwards, the future will never be seen again.

Van Lundin watched as Donald became silent a little bit, and the whole person seemed to be a pool of stagnant water. He knew very well that it was very wrong to disturb such an old man at this time. .

But Van Lundin refused to give up this last chance no matter what. If Han Jin really lost both sides with the Death Projection, then if he missed this time, maybe he will never find such an opportunity in the future. As long as he thought of Xuantian Jiehuo's power to destroy heaven and earth, Fan Lundin couldn't stop his trembling heartbeat. With such an enemy, even sleeping peacefully would become a luxury.

"I can't imagine that Raphael is so vicious." Van Lundin said with a sigh, breaking the oppressive tranquility in the arena.

As if waking up from a dream, Donald first moved his eyes, and then turned his neck stiffly to Valentine. His movements were extremely slow, like a dying old man.

There was a trace of unbearable feeling in Fan Lundin's heart, but his reason told him that if he wanted to deal with Han Jin after today, it would be an impossible task. Even if Denver was added, it would not help. Fallen people are not existences that demigod-level powerhouses can defeat with numbers.

But if Han Jin is also injured, it will be different. Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, Fan Lundin will try it, and even has the idea of ​​fleeing thousands of miles if he fails. Such a person will exist for a day, Van Lundin would never set foot on the ground again.

"Our blood cannot be shed in vain!" Van Lundin tried to arouse Donald's fighting spirit, but the hatred in his eyes was not entirely feigned, and a considerable part came from the powerful strength displayed by Han Jin fear.

"What are you going to say?" Donald's tone finally became a little more angry, but his expression was still a little dull.

"How powerful the Death Projection is, you and I both know that Raphael can't defeat the Death Projection without getting hurt! This is the only chance!" Van Lundin worked tirelessly, because without Donald's Participation was based on the fact that he himself would not dare to challenge Han Jin alone, even if Han Jin was really injured, he would not dare. Going deeper, his real purpose was to get Donald to make a move, and then he hid in the distance to watch the excitement, so that even if the opponent still had the strength to fight, it would be unlucky for Donald and he could escape immediately.

Donald's eyes suddenly turned weird when he looked at Valentine, "Really?"

"Yes... yes!" For some reason, under Donald's strange gaze, Valentine felt that the air seemed to have become icy cold.

Donald turned his head slowly, and took the lead in the direction of Devil's Pool with staggering steps.

Van Lundin hurriedly followed, but if intentionally or not, he was half a body behind on purpose, and the further he walked, the farther the distance between the two would be, all of which naturally could not escape Donald's eyes , there was a trace of disgust in the bottom of his heart, but he didn't say anything, and continued to walk ahead, as if he didn't notice anything, or he didn't have the energy to care about it anymore.

Han Jin's state is very bad, the Yuan energy consumed by Xuantian Tribulation Fire is too huge, completely squeezed out the vast Yuan energy in Han Jin's body, Han Jin at this time is like being in the desert The mineral water bottle that had been exposed to the sun for several days did not even have a drop of water. However, his perception became extremely sharp for some reason, as if a pair of invisible eyes above the dark sky were closely connected with him. Although he couldn't really see it, Han Jin felt strangely aware of Donald and Van Lundin's trajectory.

Han Jin sighed in his heart. Although the catastrophe was approaching, he still maintained a calm expression and released all his strength without reservation. It was a hearty feeling. The sudden extreme emptiness brought another brand-new feeling to Han Jin. From the peak of being above the law, it returned to nothingness in an instant. With Hanjin's tenacity, it was almost on the verge of collapse.

There is often only a thin line between heaven and hell, and Han Jin deeply understands this. However, this kind of tempering also brought great benefits to Han Jin. Han Jin's Dao Heart became more exquisite and clear, and he was only one step away from reaching the unhindered state of Dzogchen.

After that, it is to refine the real immortal golden body and sanctify the physical body.

In Han Jin's perception, the figures of Donald and Van Lundin would arrive here in a while, but Han Jin never even moved his eyebrows, and his face was neither sad nor happy, and he was unmoved at all.

Donald and Valentine's movements were not fast, and they used their domains to forcibly resist the all-conquering light of the Xuantian Jiehuo. Like dead ashes, he staggered as he walked, like an old man on the verge of death. As for the domain, when the brilliance faded, he was unable to release it.

However, no matter how slow you walk, the road will always end. In a moment, Donald was already standing by the edge of the pit, and the powerful Xuantian Jiehuo actually burned a circle in the area of ​​Devil's Pool. The huge crater about 100 meters away is even more frightening because the bottom of the crater is as smooth as a mirror, which is the result of the earth first melting, then being squeezed, and finally re-solidified.

Han Jin seemed to sense Donald's arrival, and slowly opened his eyes. He didn't speak, nor did he show his signature smile, but just looked at Donald quietly.

Whether one has reached the unhindered state of Dzogchen has nothing to do with whether one cares about life or death. It can even be said that the fundamental purpose of cultivators embarking on the road of seeking Tao is to pursue eternity, the eternity of life.

Of course Han Jin does not want to die, but the power to control the situation is not in his hands now, and he will not do useless things.

"Master Raphael..." Donald smiled, but his smile was extremely tragic: "It's over, and it should be over..."

Han Jin was overjoyed. In his Yuan Mansion, Yuan Neng was condensing. As long as he stayed for another minute or half a minute, he would be able to escape freely. Since Donald is willing to delay time, how could he not Try to cooperate? !

Just as Han Jin opened his mouth, Donald's figure suddenly jumped up in the air, shooting towards Han Jin like a goshawk.

Han Jin's full of joy immediately turned into disappointment, right... Sure enough, he and Hamas, the **** of death, are an inheritance!

The moment Donald jumped up, a figure shot from a distance. He was running on the ground completely by his feet. Flying out of the smoke and dust, and then another wrong step, the smoke and dust exploded again.

Because of the fear in his heart, Van Lundin fell far behind Donald, while Han Jin was lying on the bottom of the pit. From Van Lundin's perspective, he couldn't see Han Jin. He could only see Donald jumping up, and then looked at When Nicholas and Angela came rushing forward, the already tense heartstrings finally broke, and he instinctively rushed to the other side, avoiding the sharp edges of Nicola and Angela.

At this moment, Valentin did not realize that he had lost a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so that he made a big mistake that would wake him up crying even in a dream.

Donald's figure drew an arc-shaped trajectory and sank below the horizon, while Nicholas' figure flew up like a cannonball and flew straight into the sky. Looking at Donald's back.

If you slow down the movement, you can see that Donald slowly raised the sickle, and Nicholas slowly pushed out his right palm, and countless purple star lights quickly gathered in the huge pit ahead from all directions, the next moment , The sickle in Donald's hand chopped down, and Nicholas pushed out a sharp point with his right palm, making a piercing sound, and blasting straight at the back of Donald's head.

Of course Han Jin will not stand still, he has already engraved a seal in the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao will be the savior.

Donald unleashed the strength of his whole body, as if he wanted to split Han Jin in half with a single knife. Where the tip of the knife crossed, a very small black curtain fell vertically, tangentially cutting towards Han Jin's chest.

Plus clusters of purple starlight surrounded Han Jin, flickering and dimming, floating there quietly, as if he could not see the dangerous shady scene. Manipulate the way of heaven, otherwise, he would have released the earth long ago.

Boom... In the blink of an eye, the black curtain had split into the starlight, and the unprepared star cluster was scattered in all directions amidst the loud noise, but it was lucky that Donald didn't make a move. Attracted, like moths to the flame, they quickly concentrated towards the dark scene, bombarding the dark scene one after another.

This is Donald's attack with all his strength. Although he is nearly exhausted, Donald is a demigod-level powerhouse after all, and the Heavenly Dao, which has lost control, cannot resist at all.

The star clusters are constantly shooting out, and the color of the dark scene is also rapidly dimming. Finally, it finally breaks through the obstruction of heaven, and a looming black line is splitting between Han Jin's chest and abdomen.

Boom... with Han Jin at the center, countless cracks appeared on the mirror-smooth ground, and Han Jin's head, arms, and legs also slammed Lao Gao up, and a **** arrow spewed out of his mouth.

The dragon scale armor that Yalina worked so hard to make was cut open, revealing the shining battle robe inside!

The black line was shaken away, but the bright shirt was unscathed. Although Han Jin suffered heavy injuries in the huge collision, he saved his life in the end.

The tragic taste on Donald's face became even stronger, he hates it! How much defense did this guy in front of him set up for himself? Isn't it enough to have a living puppet? !

The sword glow released by Nicholas was already approaching rapidly. In fact, he and Donald shot at the same time, and the reason why they were a little slower was only because of the distance.

Donald didn't care about it, raised the sickle again, let out a mournful roar, and stabbed at Han Jin's neck!

Actually, at this time, Donald had another choice. He immediately retreated with the remaining clansmen. To allow the demons to prosper, miracles may not necessarily happen in the long years. Perhaps, they can find another path that suits them, so that they can stand on the top of the abyss again.

It's a pity that Donald has no interest in life. In many cases, it takes more courage to accept failure than to face a strong opponent! And Donald's courage can only allow him to die with the enemy.

Just when Donald's sickle was less than a foot away from Han Jin's throat, his head exploded suddenly, and a cloud of blood rose into the sky. The neck pierced in.

The next moment, Donald's headless figure swayed and fell down. A generation of abyssal demon kings just took the last step of their life, and the sickle was still deeply inserted in the mirror-like soil, Hanjin is nailed there~IndoMTL.com~ The sword light keeps flashing over Hanjin, black holes appear one after another on the mirror-like ground, the vibration produced by the sword light bombarding the ground, and the piercing air The sickle that kept shaking in the airflow aggravated Han Jin's pain, but his expression was still calm.

Obviously, before the first sword light hit Donald, Nicholas kept releasing attacks!

Then, Nicholas made two vertical jumps and fell into the huge pit from the oblique stab. When his eyes fell on Donald, he seemed a little surprised. It should be because he didn't expect Donald to be killed so easily, and he could even kill him. Say, Donald is deliberately courting death! Otherwise, with Donald's ability, he could avoid his sword glow with a single teleportation!

However, when Nicholas shifted his gaze to Han Jin, he suddenly became extremely cold.

Han Jin laughed, very happy, but his brows were wrinkled, and the **** sickle was still on his neck...

"It's so miserable, how can you still laugh?" Nicholas said coldly.

"Nicola!!" Amidst the tender voice, An Qiair flew over the sky, raised his hand and threw a little water blue, covering Han Jin's body, and then immediately released the domain with all his strength, knocking Han Jin away. It was also wrapped in, and then said word by word: "What do you want to do?!"

"If I want to, can you stop me?" Nicholas' expression was still indifferent.

"You..." An Qiair was furious, and he clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, there was a moan of gnashing teeth from the other side. It turned out to be the Black Dragon King Fan Lundin. Seeing Han Jin lying there almost dying, Fan Lundin's face twisted into a ball, as if he had eaten hundreds of catties in one breath. Coptis chinensis, miserable. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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