Chapter 2982 Hope and Despair!

"Lord of Lord, woke up from sleep!"

"Master, angry!"

"The Supreme Lord, please be angry!"

"Supreme Lord, please be angry!"

...

The direction worshipped by the demons is a dark and stone-filled place, which is already shaking fiercely, and this space seems to be swaying in the sky.

However, at this moment, the monster's face was already full of horrified monsters, and his face changed greatly.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

...

The screams of screams echoed in this dark and magical land.

The Lord of all demons is angry, and those demons are constantly dying.

"Death!" Followed closely, another voice sounded as if from the cold sound of Jiuyou Hell.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, as if the mad thunder bombarded, the chaotic rock suddenly exploded at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely tall black figure was seen, carrying a billowing magical spirit, bursting out of the earth, standing proudly in the dark sky.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"See the Lord!"

"See the Lord!"

...

The mad demons were angry. Although countless demons had died just now, there were still endless demons in all directions, and they continued to worship the peerless figure rushing towards their dark sky.

The demon body is three meters high, with nine magic horns and red fruit on top of the head. The body is covered with dense and mysterious old dark magic lines, and its cold face is also twisted and twisted. !!

Lord!

Lord of all demons!

Regarding the worship of the monsters in all directions, the demon ignored it directly, and another extremely cold voice sounded: "Death! God!"

There was endless hatred in the voice.

Immediately, under the gaze of Wan Mo, he saw that the demon body in the dark sky suddenly moved and flew out.

Wherever he went, the world shook.

...

"Wake up! Haha, that devil, really woke up!"

Outside the land of demon, but saw the dark demon dragon colossus under the old demon lord, also shaking violently.

And the old demon lord seemed to know everything in the land of demon, and laughed happily.

"Magic!" And the woman with the cat face mask beside him just spit out the word gently.

At this moment, she saw her fists, and then quietly shook her hands, whispering in her mouth: "The ghost will surely die! Certainly! It will die!"

...

In the land of magic.

The earth under the three of Shi Feng's feet has also shaken wildly.

At this instant, the faces of the three had already undergone tremendous changes.

"So terrifying!" Shi Feng said in a deep voice.

Despite his eyes at the moment, he hadn't seen anything.

The death sickle in Ling Yefeng's hand has also become extremely violent, as if he is about to break free from him.

An Ling Ran momentum has risen from the death sickle.

"I can't control it anymore!" Ling Yefeng said to Shi Feng.

"Don't control it, just let him go!

Everything depends on it. "Shi Feng said.

"Understand," Ling Yefeng said.

With this remark, he loosened his hand that was about to grip the sickle of Death.

"Oh!"

A blast of trembling sound echoed, and saw the death sickle instantly turn into a silver stalk, and cut straight to the sky.

"It really is, it all depends on it!" Shi Feng murmured in his mouth.

"Death! Come here! I told you 10,000 years ago, I will make you pay! I want to tear you to pieces!"

At this moment, they suddenly saw a loud roar.

Under this roar, this world seemed to be extremely chaotic. Shi Feng and others felt that they were in a chaos.

That demon, just roaring, was so horrible!

This ... is no longer their existence!

In this instant, Shi Feng was fast, and he quickly pulled Fang Ya's soul into his blood stone monument.

If you let her here again, I am afraid that the instant soul will fly away!

"boom!"

"Oh!"

"Boom!"

...

Following that, bursts of blasts constantly rang the sky.

As if there is a peerless force that constantly produces collisions.

However, in the chaos, Shi Feng and Ling Ye Feng could not be seen at all.

That is already a fight beyond their bounds.

However, in such a fight, Shi Feng felt extremely uncomfortable.

As if the force of terror had come down, tearing his flesh.

It's really hard to imagine what level of battle this has reached.

God King Sixth Heaven?

Seventh Heaven? Still higher?

Or ... detached from the King of God?

Shi Feng is a bit unimaginable.

And he even felt that he and Ling Yefeng could still stand here safely, thanks to the invisible force shrouded in death sickle, protecting himself.

Otherwise ... even if his undead body can temporarily counteract it, Ling Yefeng will still be shocked to death while standing here.

...

"Death sickle? Where is death? Where is death?"

Immediately, another growl sounded.

With this roar, the roar suddenly became stronger again.

"Huh!" Then he passed a heavy rage: "Squall death scythe, also want to compete with this seat? Go!"

"boom!"

"Oh!"

"Uh!"

Along with this loud noise, Shi Feng suddenly heard Ling Yefeng beside him making a cry of pain and pain.

"Ye Feng, how?" Shi Feng asked quickly.

In the chaos, Ling Yefeng he could not see.

However, he knew that he should have been affected by the peerless collision just now.

"Just now ... I felt like I was bombarded ... I felt like I was about to die." Ling Yefeng said, and then said:

"But the master is assured ... Tuer is still ... temporarily dead!"

"Can't die for now!" Shi Feng understood the seriousness of the matter.

If such a collision just continues a few more times, I am afraid ...

Death sickle collided with that big devil, relying on sickle originally!

However, it seems that ... the power of the devil is even better!

"Today, I will destroy your baseware!" Then, the demon drank again.

After hearing that shout, Shi Feng quickly said, "Ye Feng, take back the sickle of death first!"

At the same time, Shi Feng hurriedly whispered to himself: "The source of all things! Damn source of all things! Are you awake?"

That thing, but there has been no movement for a long time!

"Wake up." Suddenly, such a sound like a cricket echoed in Shi Feng's mind.

Hearing this voice, Shi Feng felt a joy in her heart, as if there was hope, and then quickly spread a voice: "That big demon, can you kill it!"

"No!"

As a result, the source of all things was answered in such a sentence.

"Today I am still too weak ..."

(End of this chapter)