Apocalyptic ghost

Chapter 107 Demon King!

The sound outside was very loud. Obviously, there were many people. Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, turned around and walked upstairs, the third floor, the fourth floor and the fifth floor. There are three channels in each hall, which constitute countless links in this. A huge maze-like existence, the cold on Zhao Zhuo's face turned into a huge sneer, and a twisted face was formed behind the hanging of his face, and his facial features were a little distorted.

"Do you want to kill me? Can you really do it..."

Zhao Zhuo muttered forward. He could hear the exclamation behind, as well as countless footsteps and shouts. Zhao Zhuo's speed was getting faster and faster. How fast is Zhao Zhuo's speed?

Zhao Zhuo himself did not know that he needed to restrict himself many times. Only in the battle with the three zombies in the woods, Zhao Zhuo really let go once, but the premise at that time was to survive, so it was only relatively,

Now it's not necessary. Zhao Zhuo knows that he has fallen into a huge trap, and this 18th district is also trapped in the trap. As early as when they met Lightning, they already wanted to kill themselves. This 18th district is their grave!

"He's here..."

A man appeared in the front hall. He roared and took out a gun in his hand to attack Zhao Zhuo, but it was obviously too late. He certainly didn't want to find the murderer, but just wanted to find a place to hide. He kept roaring at the people behind him in panic, but the next moment, a white His tail plunged into his chest fiercely under his frightened gaze. He saw a ferocious expression on the murderer's face, and immediately felt a tearing sharp pain coming out of his chest. He wanted to shout out in horror, but there was no sound, blood, flesh and blood, internal organs and bones. The colors were completely mixed and came out of his chest, and his heart burst in an instant.

The only thought before he died was to look at that face and think of only one thing. This man seems to be the target brought back by the ghost snake just now. Shouldn't he have been killed by three masters in the mountains outside? Why did he appear here? Why was he killed again by a person who should have died? He was strongly unwilling, but it had no effect. He kept struggling and roaring. What came back was just bursts of silent convulsions. As Zhao Zhuo twitched his tail, he moaned a few times and turned into a stiff corpse.

"I have earned one..." Zhao Zhuo muttered, showing the fierceness on his face, and did not hide the strong resentment in his heart. Zhao Zhuo walked to the next intersection again.

I'm not wrong! I've been saving others! Why was I treated as an abandoned child?! Zhao Zhuo's strong resentment. He has never felt such an urgent feeling. Zhao Zhuo kept asking himself, and he never felt confused. He was just constantly reflecting on his own practices. Zhao Zhuo insisted on his ideas and his own path! He never denied his past. Even if it was wrong, what could he do? Some things were wrong at the beginning, but it would be right to persist until later!

How can I be wrong! I exist to save ordinary people! I want to save them! Those ordinary people are the real hope of the world and the hope of the new world. They must be maintained, otherwise human beings will be extinct!

"He..."

Another person appeared. This person did not speak at all. He didn't even look at Zhao Zhuo's appearance. A huge knife mark appeared on his head. The knife mark was very huge. It was cut off directly from his forehead, and the brain splashed on the face of the genetic person behind him. The man stiffened, and then He showed his face of fear and looked at the man who looked at him coldly. He fell to the ground as soon as his body softened, constantly kowtowed hard, trying to get a life.

"Am I a coward?" Zhao Zhuo muttered and looked at the man. He smelled a smell in his nose and shook his head without raising his body. His white bone tail rushed out and directly nailed the man at the door of the passage more than ten meters away to the wall. Listening to the bloody voice behind him, the man kneeling on the ground raised his head stiffly and tried to make his voice not particularly distorted. He tried his best to use the most sincere voice and said, "You... What do you think?"

"Myself?" Zhao Zhuo put away his tail and threw off his head. A doubtful expression appeared on his face. He recalled what had happened over the years. The next moment, he showed a firm expression. I'm a coward, but I have my own principles.

Zhao Zhuo walked forward and began to think about the next question. The strength of the people behind him seemed to have disappeared. He fell to the ground. Zhao Zhuo didn't care at all. He continued to walk into the hall below. Ears and nose play the most important role. There are more than 100 genetic people in it, but this palace is too big to make a carpet search at all. They don't know that many people have died, but they are searching blindly.

Zhao Zhuo walked in the lightest direction every time and turned more than a dozen rooms in a row. More than 20 people died under his samurai sword and white bone tail, and 3 others came back to life. The expression on Zhao Zhuo's face became more firm, and his own results kept appearing in his heart.

The taste has become rare, and those genetics have found a fearful reality, that is, it seems that an invisible demon has appeared in this place. This demon can't be killed anyway. More than 20 people have died on their side! However, there was no trace of fighting around, and there was no trace of fighting at all. All of them were killed in an instant! What the hell is going on? How did it happen! How could such a thing happen! Even the emperor should not have such a powerful power!

Terrain, Zhao Zhuo has absolute self-confidence. Under the premise of having a nose, he can judge the existence of any place. As long as he relies on this thing, Zhao Zhuo can show his most powerful power, even the emperor! Even if lightning or lion's head comes in person, Zhao Zhuo can completely kill his opponent in this maze-like place and kill him effortlessly!

"Aren't you looking for me? Didn't you think about how I died until just now?" Zhao Zhuo roared, and a loud voice penetrated around. It echoed in the maze-like hall and echoed in the hall of the palace. All the living genetics were stiff. They thought of a person, and then they all looked at Zhao Zhuo in disbelief.

"How is that possible! It's that demon king!"

The unbearable people screamed, the delicate people retreated, and the timid people who cherished their lives all ran away. Only a dozen people kept roaring and wanted to make everyone rush up.

"What are you afraid of? He is just a person, even if the emperor can do anything! Many of us can kill him!!"

No one listened to them. The atmosphere that had just risen fell to the bottom of the ice valley again under a sudden cold light in the passage. They looked at the huge knife inserted in their companion's head in horror. The next moment, they dispersed.

"Is this your courage? Is this your ability? Don't you want to kill me!" Zhao Zhuo roared loudly, and his body couldn't stop trembling. However, no one replied, and everyone ran back in horror. But when they reached the door, they stopped again. The door could no longer get out. All 20 bodies were piled up in the hole, blocking their way and looking at the 20 bodies. The miserable body, they all lost all their strength. Zhao Zhuo came out of it. His body was burning with fierce flames. He held a cold and bloody samurai sword in his hand. Behind him was ferocious bone-patterned wings. In front of him was a white bone tail full of internal fragments of flesh and blood foam!

"A question, the answer is right, and the answer is wrong." Zhao Zhuo shook the samurai sword in his hand and waved it hard. There was a huge roar in the air, and a scratch more than 1 meter deep appeared on the ground.

"Am I the devil?"