My Fierce Tigress Wife

More than a hundred kinds of supernatural powers, in a flash, it changed the color of this world.

There is a depressed, heavy breath everywhere.

The aftermath of the collision of the divine power vented in all directions.

Either intentionally or unintentionally, most of them fell into the 30,000 demons.

The screams continued, and the 30,000 demon soldiers suffered a lot of casualties all at once.

But no one cares about them, including young men and more than a hundred demon generals of the Abyss Demon Race.

It seems that these magic soldiers are just a bunch of some useful weeds, although some are useful, but at this time, no one cares.

In a blink of an eye, it was ten seconds, and more than a hundred third realms were already entangled together.

The number of magic generals occupies an absolute advantage, but in terms of average strength, they are not as good as the more than forty third-level human nations.

After all, although their cultivation strength is short, they can reach the third stage so quickly in this environment, and each one is definitely a true genius.

Far more geniuses than these magic general geniuses who don't know much.

In terms of strength, they are all surpassed.

In addition, the time is still short, and there is no ups and downs for a while.

The face of the burly young figure became extremely ugly, and he wished to make a move immediately.

It's not the third realm for the nations of mankind, but the trash under his command.

It's really a bunch of waste.

More than a hundred people, facing these more than forty human races who have been cultivating for more than eight years at most, they still can't immediately gain the upper hand.

If it's not useful, he really wants to kill this bunch of trash.

He can't afford to lose that face.

"boom!"

"Puff~!"

Dong Yuhao had reached the strength of the second-highest section, unreservedly exploded, spitting out blood from an opponent with a punch, rupturing his divine body, and no longer had the power to fight.

His whole body is majestic, full of heroism and fighting spirit.

The fierce eyes swept the rest of the battlefield, and he was about to do it again. Suddenly, a figure was swept away.

Obviously he is also a magic commander, but he didn't do anything. Obviously his status is extraordinary.

The leader?

Within half a second, he was sure that this 90% might be the leader.

Without hesitation, he rushed over and killed the leader, it would definitely be useful, and it would be more effective to catch it alive.

As for the other things, he didn't care at all, the opponent had at most the power of the first building.

As long as this is the case, he is not afraid.

A punch, obtained from the magical powers of the army in the tomb of Zhang Dingguo, urged the fist to the extreme.

An extremely tragic breath rose from him.

It seems to be a deadly place and then reborn, there is no chance of victory, nor is it pursued, but it is tragic to seek the end of the same.

An imposing, more powerful.

In the face of this obviously leading existence, Dong Yuhao was confident, but he would never be careless.

His grandfather told him since he was a child that the lion fights the rabbit and does his best.

"Boom~!"

A dull sound exploded, and the air cracked.

In the blink of an eye, this punch came in front of the figure.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and the look of the figure in front of him seemed a bit wrong.

It is drama abuse.

No time to think about it.

"boom!"

A force that was several times more powerful suddenly exploded from the target.

The billowing black magic energy seemed to be surging from the Yangtze River, sweeping everything.

With only one breath, the body was blown up uncontrollably, spouting blood.

So strong!

He was suddenly flooded with a thought in his mind, and he was not an opponent at all.

It seems that the other party can torture him.

"Ha ha."

The burly figure smiled, and the smile was playfully, mixed with a kind of ruthlessness and tyranny.

Looking at Dong Yuhao, he said unhurriedly: "Okay, very good. This king originally didn't bother to take action against you, but since you want to die as soon as possible, this king will fulfill you.

You should be the third realm of almost all of this world and the human race. Killing you is just right to destroy your last hope. "

With that, he took a step forward and walked towards Dong Yuhao step by step.

It seems that he is not in a hurry at all, and he is more confident that the other party has no hope of escape and is dead.

Dong Yuhao's face was solemn, but he did not back down, let alone the slightest fear.

Opening his mouth, he was about to say something, suddenly, a smile appeared.

At the same time, the burly figure, who was walking step by step, instantly stiffened, his face changed slightly, and he immediately turned to look to the left rather dignifiedly.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

A look of surprise and doubt appeared: "Who are you?"

After finishing speaking, it seemed to be seen, and then he said clearly: "You are the number one strong in this world, that tiger."

As he said, he smiled and said in an admiring tone: "Well, this king really underestimates you. In such a world, he can reach the point where he feels threatened. Although it is only a clone, You are already good, very good."

Wang Hu's indifferent face raised his brows, and he said with a touch of curiosity: "This king? You really are not an ordinary magician, who are you?"

The burly figure looked at the demon generals who were fighting with disdain, looking at the weeds completely, as if to say how could this king be compared with those demon generals?

Immediately, he continued to look at Wang Hu with appreciative eyes, chuckled arrogantly and said: "This king is an existence you can't imagine, and this king admires you very much now.

Come on, join this king's command, and this king will take you to see the real world. "

Wang Hu's eyes changed slightly, becoming a little weird, a little idiot-looking.

The burly figure also found out that it was wrong, and his face was dark, "What do you mean? This is the grace of this king."

The corner of Wang Hu's mouth twitched, and incomparable disdain appeared.

the other side.

After noticing that the Tiger King had already appeared, Dong Yuhao didn't hesitate to turn around to deal with the other monsters.

Although he suffered some injuries, his strength still far surpassed these single demon generals.

Others also consciously cooperated with him, making him one-on-one, so as to kill more demon generals.

Soon, two demons died in his hands.

The third place was beaten and injured by a punch by him.

This demon commander had already revealed his original form, with blood on his body, and his tyrannical breath full of killing intent.

"Human race killed, wait, the king will definitely turn you into demon slaves."

As soon as the voice fell, Dong Yuhao disdainfully prepared to do it.

"boom."

There was a rather dull sound, and the demon general was hit by a black shadow that looked like a meteorite.

In an instant, the divine body shattered, the breath dropped rapidly, and the vitality dissipated.

But he was staring at the figure on his body.

Not only him, Dong Yuhao, and even many magic generals looked over as if something major had happened.

The human powerhouses took the opportunity to expand their results, but they couldn't help but watch the past with curiosity.

There was a burly figure with his head down and his whole body trembling slightly.

What's wrong?

"boom."

The next moment, the humans were shocked, and saw that the burly figure smashed the head of the demon general at his feet with a punch, and the brutal and brutal aura seemed to be an extremely angry beast.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of other demons instinctively showed fear, and they dared not look at them.

"Damn tiger."

The icy voice that seemed to roar from between the teeth was mixed with infinite hatred, as if it could not be solved by a thousand swords.

Everyone and the demons all looked in one direction.

Everyone feels at ease, the demons will be a little afraid.

It's been a long time since the Devil of the Earthhorn has hated anyone so much.

Slap him in the air with a palm, and hit his subordinates, undoubtedly stomping all his face under his feet.

Hatred bite my heart, my eyes turned red in an instant, my whole body was trembling, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This king wants you to cramp..."

The golden light flashed, and the bright light slammed on the mouth before no one could react, and a blood stain appeared.

"Ah~!"

With an instinctive cry, the burly figure was drawn more than ten meters away from the many eyes.

It also seemed to be drawn to many magic generals, and the eyes that made them secretly watched, immediately shifted.

But still let everyone take the opportunity to expand some of the results.

All in all, from the beginning, these demon generals seemed to be out of state, obviously fighting for life and death, but they were always distracted.

Who is that burly figure?

I didn't think much about it, taking advantage of this great opportunity, and trying my best to know who killed it, and who owned it.

On the other side, Wang Hu is not in a hurry to harvest other trophies.

Because he has determined that the biggest trophy is right in front of him.

A few meters in front of this demon king, the domineering, confident and proud of the invincible world and the world is undoubtedly evident at this moment.

Obviously he was not as good as the opponent, but at this moment, even the Horned Demon King who immediately stood up from the ground felt that the opponent was actually looking down on him.

That kind of aloft reminded him of the feeling when he was weak and facing the devil.

As soon as this feeling appeared, it became even more hate and anger.

It's a shame.

He dignified the horned devil, and he would be so insulted by a tiger in the third stage.

Don't hold this hatred, and swear not to be a devil.

The tremor all over his body was even greater, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "This king swears, I must take your whole family..."

"Wow!"

The golden light flashed again, already raising his vigilance to the highest point of the Earth Horn Demon Lord, and his whole body surged.

But no, an instinctive cry again, and another blood stain appeared on his mouth, as if he had already been recruited when he saw the golden light.

Jin Guang's speed is faster than his vision.

At this time, an extremely sharp breaking sound sounded in the air.

"It seems that this king overestimated you for this idiot." Wang Hu's indifferent eyes looked at the figure that quickly climbed up again, as if shrouded in hatred.

The contempt in the tone became stronger and stronger: "You are so capable and dare to say those big things. Who gives you the courage?"

The blood-red eyes stared at Wang Hu, but the Earthhorn Demon King had already received the lesson and stopped talking. With a hold in his hand, a small black and red flag appeared in his hand.

Above the small flag, even at a distance, Wang Hu could feel the **** smell of substance.

"I want you to die."

With a low growl, in the voice that was half of his sanity, the black and red aura was loud, and an aura full of chaos and killing spread.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, in the golden light, everything came to an abrupt halt, and with the extremely sound falling slowly, the figure of the corner devil was severely knocked to the ground.

Wang Hu held the trembling and struggling small flag in his hand, suppressed by the golden magical power.

As for the Landhorn Demon King, he has made the most adequate preparations, if the other party can escape again, unless it is the same situation as the last time the Phantom Demon Race girl.

Then he can't help it.

In other cases, relying on the strength of this Demon King clone, even if Wang Hu gave him a chance to escape, did he escape?

impossible.

Just like the battle just now, this avatar of the demon king is too slow.

To him, it's like a snail crawling.

Even if this Demon King clone can use the power of the first floor, what about the strength of the third floor and even the fourth floor?

Still knead as you want, just as you knead it.

The opponent is too slow, and when the strength is not as good as him, so slow, facing him, there will be no resistance at all.

The force broke through and urged to the third stage, and the tyrannical divine power directly smashed the spiritual mark left by the demon clone in the small flag.

Suddenly, the small flag stopped struggling.

The Demon King of the Earth Horn was mixed in his eyes, and seemed to have received a serious attack.

Wang Hu put away the small flag, unhappy, and walked towards each other step by step.

The corner demon king reacted, and then half of his reason, rushed towards the king and tiger fiercely.

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Hu stretched out his hand, slapped him as fast as lightning, and slapped him to the ground again.

The demon generals who had been secretly watching, completely turned into fear, fighting unintentionally.

"Roar~!"

At this time, hatred, anger, and shame completely broke through the ground horn demon king's reason, and let out a fierce beast roar.

When he wanted to get up and rush towards Wang Hu, Wang Hu stepped on it with one foot.

Just stepping on his neck, the power far surpassing the limit of the earth made him unable to move in a frantic struggle.

At this moment, the only strand of clarity that was left had also disappeared, leaving only the devil and animal nature.

Wang Hu took a deep look, it should be okay.

No longer deliberately humiliating, he slapped the opponent's divine body directly with one palm, and struggled to disappear.

He stretched out his palm and used the soul search secret method.

Hanhan mentioned in the Demon Clan's message to him that a strong Demon Clan may be completely enchanted and lose his self and reason.

At this time, the opponent's soul is the weakest time.

The soul of this Demon King clone is obviously not simple. In Wang Hu's view, he is more likely to search for his soul when the opponent loses his mind and is seriously injured.

In fact, he didn't expect this so-called demon king to love face so much. After he found out, he just tried to force the other party to be completely enchanted.

The soul search secret method was used, and a faint smile appeared.

Two minutes later ~www.ltnovel.com~ withdraw his hand.

Suddenly, the sane of the Earthhorn Demon King became sober, staring at Wang Hu in a hateful manner, "This king swears that you must--"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Hu waved his hand and shattered half of his face.

His eyes scorned and said indifferently: "Idiot, in order to prevent you from escaping, the king has made great efforts to impose a restriction here, but I didn't expect it to be just a waste.

The eyes of the Demon King of the Earthhorn were red again.

Growled: "Even if this king is soul damaged, he will kill you."

After speaking, a strange ray of light shot out from his eyes and directed towards Wang Hu.

It was the shadow of a palm.

(Chapter three, now it is 5109 uniform order, the distance is 6000, and there is still 891, come and force me.)

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