Chapter 13 The Coming Devil

"Douqi, burn it!"

The silver fighting spirit bloomed again, and at this moment, Lester's speed soared.

Yang Kong could hardly resist and could only watch Lester leave the battlefield in an instant.

At this time, the dream suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she actually appeared behind Lester.

The light blue dagger buzzed gently and pierced the body of Lester, a strong man with silver eyes.

"This... is the power of space!"

Lester shouted angrily. Now he really exploded. When he was stabbed by the light blue dagger, the bulging fighting spirit in his body suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and the dazzling silver light dissipated in an instant.

"No..."

Lester was preparing to die with her backhand. Unfortunately, the dream's fighting consciousness was so strong. After a successful blow, she thought and her figure appeared a few meters behind.

"Ah..."

Lester's final counterattack hit the air. He looked at the crazily approaching Yang Kong and roared:

"This is what you forced me to do!"

He took out a scroll from his space ring.

"It's not good!"

The void shouted, and he clearly sensed the incompared evil power from the scroll.

"With my bones, blood, flesh and soul as sacrifices..."

Lester's eyes shot endless madness and ferociousness. With his singing, a terrible suction suddenly came out of this ancient dark scroll.

"Ah...no...to...ah!"

With a howl, Lester struggled violently, and his flesh and blood dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the remaining silver fighting spirit poured into the dark scroll crazily.

At the last moment of his consciousness, he was full of endless regret. Knowing that he would die, he wanted to take Yang Kong to bury with him, so he used this taboo scroll.

This scroll is the remnant left by the ancient demon king in this world. As long as you give enough flesh and blood, bones, blood and soul, you can summon an unimaginable terrible existence!

Of course, the price is painful, and users will suffer great pain. The feeling that the origin of life is madly extracted and the soul is completely swallowed up, no matter how strong a person is, he can't bear it.

"Stop him!"

The void shouted with tears.

Yang Kong also realized that something was wrong. He didn't care about retaining his strength. After opening the rampage in an instant, he came to Lester in several moments.

"Tear!"

The horrible black blade seemed to be about to break the space. However, before it touched Lester's body, a strange scene appeared.

"The arrival of the devil is irreversible!"

The emptiness is empty and powerless.

Yang Kong also felt a great danger, and a trace of throbbing from the depths of his soul made the black giant seem to collapse.

"What is the devil..."

Taking a deep breath, Yang Kong asked with difficulty.

"In some dark and hell planes, the strength can be comparable to complete genetic awakening, or the horror of sixth-order legendary creatures!"

said in a hurry: "I have just awakened from this memory..."

Just now, Yang Kong suddenly enlarged his eyes.

In front of him, the dark ancient scroll slowly flew up and turned into ashes.

The dark crack suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who summoned me... Who disturbed my sleep..."

A pair of ivory-white bone claws came out of the dark cracks.

"Go back!"

Yang Kong knew that he was in danger and could only fight to the death.

The black flame of the bone knife is turbulent, and the explosion of ten times the strength, Yang Kong's combat power is really terrible to the extreme.

"I don't measure myself!"

An old sigh, white, bone claws without any flaws burst out at will.

The bone knife in Yang Kong's hand flew out, and the energy shell wrapped outside his body also shattered.

He flew out like a cannonball and fell to the ground for dozens of meters before he could stop.

"This...is, complete genetic awakening, the power of the devil..."

Yang Kong felt gray in his heart. In front of this horrible existence, he was like an ant.

The other party did not use all his strength, not even a part of his strength. With just a casual blow, the bone knife comparable to the peak spiritual soldier in his hand was almost shattered, and his high fighting spirit was almost destroyed by this terrible blow.

"Yang Kong! How are you doing?"

Meng's face was also full of panic. In the face of this unmatched existence, she didn't even have the courage to take action.

"Trouble!"

In a faint way, his spiritual thoughts moved violently, as if he were thinking about countermeasures.

"I'm fine!"

Yang Kong gritted his teeth and stood up. Although he knew that he was invincible, he was not ready to let the enemy slaughter him.

In the dark crack, a two-meter skeleton crawled out.

is different from the imaginary skeleton. To be precise, this skeleton can no longer be called a skeleton.

Yang Kong clearly saw that there was flesh and blood squirming on his body surface.

"Fal and blood derivative!"

The little black sun-like void thrombled crazily.