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"Let's go now?" The ponytail youth lost a lot of blood and fell to the ground, unable to support himself with the knife.
"The chief is here too." The man with glasses came over and began to spray the powder on his bleeding shoulder.
"Call me Master. Those of us who come out of the Demon Purification Altar, we are all true martial arts successors!"
The ponytail youth leaned against the wall with a wry smile, quickly took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Why do you always believe what the chief said?" The man with glasses squatted down and began to mend the young man's wound with a needle and thread.
"Do you think those are true?"
"Of course." The ponytail youth showed a bright smile. "I believe in Master. She said that we humans are not inferior species! We are not food that should be hunted and preyed by demons!"
"You" The man with glasses shook his head slightly, his eyes getting a little tired.
Such arguments have always existed in the demon squad.
?Because all the newcomers who enter the Demon Purification Team, those who are a bit talented, must receive intensive special training from the head of the team, Liu Xinyan.
And those who have passed the special training will master some special abilities.
And at every training closing ceremony, the chief executive will repeat the experience of that year tirelessly.
Talk about what she has experienced, that glorious and powerful era, those wonderful and weird and mysterious experiences.
Tell the story of her constant search for her own path because of her background and qualifications.
"Look The chief executive said that in such an era, with such powerful real warriors, even if a natural disaster strikes, there will definitely be one or two who will be able to protect themselves and survive.
Until then, none of these monsters can escape! Haha" The young man with ponytail laughed so hard that he hurt his wound, and his lips were a little pale due to blood loss.
"You think too much" The man with glasses helped him up, and walked towards the team members who ran in from outside.
"The master said that she was born in the Xuanmiao Sect, so the newcomers who have received special training will automatically be regarded as Xuanmiao Sect disciples as soon as they come out. Everyone must wear black clothes. This is a thousand-year-old tradition that has been passed down before. We are the Millennium Dazong .
I think, even if you are her son, if you don't wear black or white, you will be gossiped about. "The ponytail youth laughed.
"Oh." The man with glasses adjusted his glasses.
"Tell me, what are these monsters gathering for? Is it for internal strife? Or to siege and kill the enemy?"
"You said, our Xuanmiao Sect is a thousand-year-old sect, so is it true that none of the elders of the former sect remained?"
"Can you be quiet?" The man with glasses finally couldn't help it, and sighed. "Besides, it's been a millennium, how can people live for so long. Even if there is no natural disaster, it is impossible to still exist."
He believed that there were powerful warriors decades ago, but the ancients were also bragging, and the things recorded in those books were obviously extremely exaggerated.
Well, history, if it is passed on for a long time, it will always become a legend, and then it will be passed on from person to person, with all kinds of exaggeration and processing, thus turning it into a myth.
"Okay, Yuan Qing, your task now is to go back to recuperate properly. Talking too much is not good for your lungs." The man with glasses saw his companion's mouth that was about to open, and quickly added another sentence to stop him.
It's just Recalling what my mother mentioned, she was from the Xuanmiao Sect.
The man with glasses also sighed softly in his heart.
Why doesn't he hope that the powerful Xuanmiao Sect in the legend will still survive in the world.
Once upon a time, when he was facing monsters, he thought desperately who could save them.
pity
No.
Nothing at all
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The moonlight is hazy.
Under the Great Clock Tower on Elm Street.
Wei He stopped and looked around.
In the darkness, there were figures, with strange shapes, slowly walking out of the corner.
These people are all half-transformed snake monsters.
The leader was the Snake Emperor in a white suit.
At this time, the character Wang between his eyebrows seemed to be stained with blood, turning dark red.
Behind the Snake Emperor, stood three monsters with quite special appearances and sizes.
A man's whole body was green, and his skin seemed to have been soaked in potion for a long time.
The second person is a woman, whose appearance is the same as that of an ordinary human woman, except that her tongue is so long and slender that she can easily lick her own breast.
The third personIf you can capture a powerful distortion warrior like him alive.
It will definitely bring great benefits to the development and research of the Demon League.
Especially the distortion fighters of the previous dynasty, with such powerful strength
If we can study the root cause
The Snake Emperor waved his hand to bring the two Snake Princesses out of the formation. His eyes were fixed on Wei He in the center of the formation.
The giant demon power cocoon, which is more than three meters high and more than one meter in diameter, is currently floating with white threads of demon power.
Vaguely, he could still see inside, the body of Wei He who was standing in place and reacting off guard.
Even the outline of the other person's face can be seen.
His lips are moving
He seems to be talking?
Snake Emperor squinted his eyes, staring at the mouth of the human silhouette.
'What is he saying? ¡¯ He was unconsciously attracted by Wei He's actions.
The huge and substantial monster power, like an ocean, floods and soaks all the spaces inside the cocoon.
With such a density, he should be struggling against the erosion of demon power
Why?
Why is he still standing therewithout struggling?
Hiss
Suddenly he seemed to hear something, like the sound of clothes being torn and flesh and blood growing.
Poof!
In an instant, the snake emperor's pupils shrank.
The back of the human figure in the cocoon bulged suddenly.
Countless flesh and blood hyperplasia, crazy, growing, expanding, and spreading like a tumor!
In the blink of an eye, Wei He in the big cocoon has grown to more than twice its original size.
And it didn't stop, he was still getting bigger, still growing!
At a terrifying speed!
The light cocoon began to twist and expand, like a balloon, being forcibly expanded from the inside.
Soon, the big cocoon reached three meters, and it was still expanding.
Four meters!
Five meters!
Six meters! !
Click.
A tiny crack appeared on the surface of the cocoon.
The Snake Emperor's hair stood on end all over his body, and he flew back crazily.
But it was too late.
The ground vibrated, and the white light ropes of demon power began to break one by one, turning into spots of light.
The mysterious monster runes on the ground quickly dimmed and disappeared piece by piece.
Countless inexplicable breaths escaped from the cracks in the cocoon.
In the night wind, some kind of strange laughter slowly began to float
Hee hee hee
The silver bell, like a woman's charming smile, spread slowly.
That is a regional real world effect caused by a large amount of real energy dissipating in a small area
Nine Winds of the Real World¡ª¡ªYingxiao!
Boom!
A weaker monster suddenly grabbed his throat, and his body began to gradually distort and distort in the wind.
The muscles on his face began to grow autonomously, forming scars twisted like centipedes, slowly swimming on his face.
It wasn't just him, the weaker monsters around him all reacted to this weird laughter.
Their flesh and blood began to deform more or less, out of control.
The spiritual consciousness is also gradually lost and indulged in the laughter and wind.
"This is Yingxiaofeng, one of the nine winds of the real world It is rumored that the pollution of the real world will only appear when the ancient distortion trolls are born!" Shulong, the leader of the Demon League, looked extremely solemn.
"It seems that it still failed?" He raised his old eyes and stared at the big callus in the distance.
"But it's okay, the demon power blockade just now should have consumed part of his power! Next, we only need to"
Crash.
There was a sudden crisp sound, and the cocoon was finally overwhelmed, completely shattered, and scattered into countless light spots.
Woo! !
Countless strange air currents swept around from the big cocoon.
Yingying burst into laughter suddenly. The strength instantly increased tenfold! !
All the monsters heard, except for the big monster, all began to show distorted reactions.
"Not good!!" Shulong's complexion changed wildly, with a cane in his hand, his eyes widened, and he jumped up high.
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