Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Chapter 2032: You go to **** yourself

Azkamore took a deep breath, and the runes around him began to detach from the wall, and then surrounded him.

Chen Ye found that Azkamore's vitality was rapidly fading.

Although Chen Yan does not know what the principle of this magic is.

But Chen Yun understood, Azkamore was injecting his vitality into those runes.

These runes trapped Azkamore, but Azkamore was able to control them.

But this control is one-time, because it is controlled by his vitality.

These runes also lost their effect after being used once by Azkamore.

Azkamore will die as a result.

The person who sealed Azkamore here can be said to be quite vicious.

That man gave Azkamore the opportunity to choose, to choose freely, but also to face death.

Or An Fen stayed here, but there was no freedom at all.

The man in the seal was obviously extremely familiar with Azkamore.

All runes started to light up.

Different from the slow speed when Azkamore turned before.

When Azkamore used his hole cards, he was pretty fast.

Almost done in just a few seconds.

The next moment, those runes began to imprint on Azkamore.

Azkamore, who was originally dark-skinned, became golden.

Chen Yan immediately applied dark assimilation to himself.

Chen Yan's body turned black.

Chen Ye could feel that Azkamore's vitality had bottomed out.

"How long can you stay in this state?"

"Ten seconds!" Azkamore didn't hesitate, because he only had ten seconds: "Kill!"

Suddenly, Azkamore shot at Chen Yan suddenly.

In terms of speed, Azkamore is already faster than Chen Yan in this state.

Chen Yan's body was smashed directly into the curved ceiling above his head.

Chen Ye felt an unprecedented shock.

Azkamore's power is also stronger than that of Chen Yan in the state of dark assimilation.

Azkamore was now ready to die.

So he is no longer as proud and arrogant as before, but only calmly releases the last madness.

"Let's go to **** together," Azkamore said calmly.

Azkamore blasted out thousands of punches.

This move is exactly the same as Chen Quan's fist shadow.

It seems that after the force reaches a certain level, this trick can not be solved by oneself.

Malone sweated coldly.

Before he saw it, Chen Ye was beating Azkamore.

But at this moment it was Azkamore pressing Chen Chen.

And under that kind of rampant bombardment, even Chen Wei can't stand it for ten seconds, right?

The rock formations above the ceiling began to shatter.

The falling rocks kept falling.

Azkamore has blasted Chen Kun into the rock formation, and continues to bombard Chen Kun.

Chen Ye also felt that, by virtue of the dark assimilation, he was obviously unable to fight Azkamore.

And Chen Yan is also tired of Azkamore's trick.

And right now, Ma Long, he can't do anything except to avoid the falling rocks.

He's just restored a little strength now, giving him the ability to move.

Don't look at Azkamore's bombardment attack that lasted a long time, in fact, it took less than five seconds.

Just then, Malone felt the air stagnate.

Ma Long looked up, and above the falling rocks, there was a golden light shining.

Immediately after, Malone saw Azkamore stepping down by a golden giant.

bump--

The original flat ground was completely covered by cracks.

Azkamore lay on the ground and was stepped on by Chen Yi and couldn't get up.

"It looks like your wish has fallen through, and I can't accompany you to hell." Chen Yi is now fully in shape.

The overwhelming power also made Azkamore feel a deep despair.

Chen Zheng in the normal state and Chen Zheng in the whole state are completely different concepts.

Azkamore spread his limbs and lay on his back in large letters.

He has no more power to continue to fight Chen Ying.

After ten seconds, his condition began to decrease significantly.

"I lost." Azkamore was calmer than ever.

"That being the case, I'll send you to see your boss."

In fact, if the demons die, their souls will still return to hell.

But the devil who lost his flesh and only his soul was more miserable than humans.

After all, for most demons, there is nothing better than a demon soul that has lost physical shelter.

Many demons are able to draw strength from their souls.

If it is an ordinary human soul, very little power can be drawn.

But if it is the spirit of the demon, then the power that can be drawn is very considerable.

What's more, Azkamore is a middle-level demon, which is quite rare.

Chen Yan does not feel sorry for Azkamore.

Chen Ye was very clear about his enemies and friends.

The enemy is the enemy.

Chen Ye took Azkamore's head off.

Ma Long looked at Chen Wei's body in shock.

He can do it.

An excellent strength-type enhancement psychic, normalization is the normal operation.

However, Chen Heng ’s hugeness seems to have changed his strength dramatically.

Just then, the gravel above fell faster.

The battle between Chen Kun and Azkamol just now has destroyed the geological structure above.

It's going to collapse soon.

Chen Yan grabbed Malone and flew up.

Even Malone's physique can hardly withstand the pressure brought by this high speed.

Chen Kun carried Ma Longyu to the middle of Terry Boye and the Cursed Spirit.

Terry Boyle didn't know Chen Ye, and when he saw Chen Ye clutching the weak Ma Long, he rushed towards Chen Ye.

Chen Ye slaps Terry Boye into the air.

The cursing spirit saw Chen Ye suddenly invade, although he did not know Chen Ye.

However, Chen Ye is obviously not on Terry Boye's side, and Chen Ye's strength is amazing.

So the cursed spirit is still very excited.

How did he think that when he and Terry Boye were inextricably linked, there would be such a strong man suddenly in trouble.

Chen Xun and the Spirit of Complaint didn't say anything. The purpose of his visit this time was the Spirit of Complaint.

"Sir, I am ..."

Chen Yan looked at the cursing spirit: "Can you please die?"

"What?" The Grudge Spirit had not yet responded.

However, Chen Xuan did not intend to reason with the spirit of cursing.

Chen Xun used the incarnation directly, and also released seven thousand swords.

The stone sword rushed to the cursed spirit like a torrent.