The Domestic Hero

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The sky was thick with fog and the wind was surging.

A crack that tears through the space, like a cracked corner of the mouth, is aloof at a height of hundreds of meters.

Behind the crack, the huge peeping eyeball was gloomy and straight into the heart. Especially the scarlet pupils made of blood seem to be the source of all the killing, blood, darkness and fear in this world.

The terror and coercion passed from the opposite side reached an unparalleled level.

That kind of pressure is immense, solid and solid, full of the meaning of destroying everything. When the cracks in the space are opened, it is like the pressure of Mount Tai. Suddenly, everyone's heart swelled, small and humble, as if the mightiness of the mayfly shaking the tree.

Even the marine disaster star Kovat and the suffering judge Carlson, these two legendary strong men with S-level strength, can't help but feel terrified and fearful in the face of such coercion.

Yes, it is panic.

The glance from the Demon God seems to evoke the most primitive instinct fear in the human heart. Under this absolute repressive power, even a hint of resistance cannot rise.

"The great king of hell, the master of darkness, the omnipotent demon god, please listen to your servant's call, come to the world, and put this world into your territory!"

Harrison, the leader of Satanism, first "popped" and knelt down on the deck. He knelt down on the ground with piety, his voice trembling and greeted the advent of the devil Satan.

His face was excited and joyful, and there was even a little horror and fear in his expression.

Fear is due to biological instincts, but joy is because he has been planning his dream for many years and finally wants to realize it!

As Harrison knelt down, all the Satanists at the scene knelt down on the ground, piously welcoming. Even some of the wanted criminals who joined the Satanic sect as mercenaries, and the two S-class elders, all fell to their knees at this moment in awe.

There are no kneeling people in the whole sea area, only Love and Rose, Wang Yan and his companions.

Wang Yan, a pedestrian, stood under the eyes of the demon god, and his heart felt like he had pressed a huge stone, and even his breath seemed to be stagnant.

Last time, the Virgin of Light opened the door to heaven, and accidentally caused the glorious Father, the will of gaze. At that time, the real Father and Father did not know how many light years away, but the glance of consciousness had already made all the audience in the entire Youth Conference venue silent.

But this time, the **** demon god, who is comparable to the bright father, is looking at the world coldly outside the gap.

That kind of real and terrifying breath has completely exceeded Wang Yan's understanding. In particular, the mighty strength that the Devil God inadvertently exudes is as magnificent as the stars and moons.

"I'm dripping ... Yes, it's the real demon god." At this time Zhang Weidao's cheeks permeated with cold sweat. Under the unparalleled pressure of the demon god, he couldn't even shake the voice of his words, shaking. You, do you have any future moves? "

"Hou Zhao?" Wang Yan was the first time he saw the Demon God appear, whispering in his heart, "I don't know ..."

"What ?! You don't know what it is?" Wu Wujie's head fainted, almost fainting, "Amitabha, the poor monk will see the silence here this time."

Suddenly.

The demon behind the crack in the space moved.

This crack in space was obviously not enough for the Devil to cross through, but he slowly stretched an arm through the crack. This huge crimson arm is tens of meters long, as thick as a mountain, with sharp claws.

Before it fell, it just stretched out to the surface of the sea, and there was a tremendous pressure, which instantly depressed the entire sea area of ​​two kilometers wide. The scene is as spectacular as the sea water is about to be poured back.

The Love and Roses where Wang Yan and many companions are located are just below the palm of the hand. The entire yacht is instantly pressed under the water line by this air pressure, the main mast is suddenly broken, and the entire hull will be crushed at any time. Posture.

The scene in front of him scared Wang Yan quickly, "Using our power to move the boat out, Natasha yacht full horsepower!"

The power of the demon **** is too strong, and it is not only the law of touch, but even the space will generate fluctuations for him.

This demon god's arm, hundreds of meters away from the sea, has such a huge power. If it really waved, would it still be?

On the Love and Rose, many young talents headed by Wang Yan naturally know the seriousness of the problem, and exert their abilities, grudges, or spiritual powers. These forces are mixed together like an invisible umbrella, while resisting the pressure of the devil. The pressure of the side assists the yacht to quickly sail away from the dangerous sea.

With the help of these young talents, Love and Rose traveled fast, but just left under the palm of the demon god. The demon **** also noticed the movement of Wang Yan and others.

The giant palm hanging over several hundred meters gently waved, and in the transparent air, it immediately produced ripple-like waves and rushed towards Wang Yan and others.

"Gangfeng?"

"No, it's spatial fluctuations!"

"Damn, the Demon God's power is too terrifying? If you are hit by this fluctuation, you must be crushed!"

The many young handsomes on the Love and Roses are horrified. The demon **** could generate such a powerful force just by waving his hand twice. If the real body came, would it still be enough?

Now the summoning circle does open a crack, but across a long space and dimension, his power is still bound to the other side, otherwise it is possible to destroy the entire earth with the true power of the devil!

"It's too late, a few of us shattered this space fluctuation, and the rest of you guarded the yacht!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Yan quickly recruited the Warhammer, and his whole body strength was mobilized in an instant. The pure pure yang real fire, like the Yangtze River, swelled in his body, and the hot flame immediately rose on his body.

"Break me!"

Wang Yan concentrated his strength and smashed the Warhammer violently.

Beside him, Nanlian, Ange, Gao Mingyue, Lei Hong, and the Dark Lady and other powerful attacking companions also shot at the same time, attacking the spatial fluctuations that struck from layer to layer.

"boom!"

It seems that the water ripples in the space fluctuated. Under the attack of many young and handsome young people, it burst and blasted, and the sea surface was directly exploded.

The backlash generated by the blasting after the mixing of many forces also lifted the Love and Rose.

At this time, I have to say that these young talents around Wang Yan have had a tacit understanding with each other after experiencing the baptism of the Youth Conference.

The companion who had no previous shot, at the same time exerted defensive magic and mind control ability, even the metal tentacles of Shen Tu Tian Road, and the vines of Sun Youmiao played a certain role.

The impact was first blocked by the shield, and the yacht fell back to the sea steadily with the help of mental strength, metal tentacles and vines.

Wang Yan and others let out a long sigh of relief. This Demon God's power is really terrible. Fortunately, the first round of the contest is considered safe.

At this moment, the cheers of the Satanists around him were more excited and excited.

Wang Yan looked up, he couldn't help but giggled.

This time, the avatar of Satan the devil really came.

I saw the other side of the crack in the space. After the Devil God satan stretched his left arm through the gap, the left arm was separated from his body.

At the other end of the space crack, the devil glanced coldly at Wang Yan and others, and the space crack was exhausted and slowly closed.

The arm left by the demon **** also began to change rapidly.

"It turns out that this is the demon's avatar!"

"The devil's arm, on the plane of the earth, has become a demon avatar!"

Until this moment, Wang Yan and other talents could see clearly what the devil really looked like.

Devil God Satan's body has a height of tens of meters, the skin is red like blood, the body is very strong, and the clear and obvious muscles under the skin are like a mountain bulge. A pair of wide red wings that can cover the sky and sun, with awesome stretches behind his back.

He has two sharp horns on his forehead, and there are many small bone spurs around his cheeks, which makes his already fierce look even more terrible.

Wang Yan discovered that he is different from humans. Behind him, there is a thick and narrow tail with a row of sharp bone-like bone spurs along the spine, which looks powerful and strong.

Soon, the demon **** Satan's avatar stretched out. Pieces of black and red skirts, waist armor, wrist armor, shoulder armor began to appear on his strong and tall body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is ... the embodiment of the power of the law!"

Those who had seen Yan Zun in the youth competition recognized the mystery of Satan's armor.

That is not ordinary armor, but to understand the mystery of the law of life to a certain degree, materialize the energy, and condense into a real armor!

This alone is enough to show that the strength of the Devil God Satan avatar is at least above the SS level, which is the level of the demigod!

The young and handsome people beside Wang Yan all had a bit of fright and horror, and cold sweat permeated.

That's the same level as Yan Zun. No wonder Harrison had previously issued cruel words to eliminate Yan Zun. This power has already surpassed all living creatures on earth, and it is no longer the existence they can deal with.

"Wang Yan, don't pretend. Are there any backers? Hurry up and use it, otherwise it's too late." The bright Saint Lulu, with a grim look, a drop of cold sweat slipped on her pretty face.

"Back hand? Ha ha, I hope it's time to come." Wang Yan was really unclear this time, and he didn't expect Harrison to summon the demon avatar. Now this situation is really exaggerated.

Although Devil God's avatar is far less terrifying than Devil God's true body, it is also the power of Devil God's arm, which is at the level of a demi-god. Under this overwhelming power, it can not be dealt with by an outburst.

"Wang, Wang Yan! If this saint is dead this time, she must drag you to hell!" The dark saint clenched her sickle in her hand, and that was a hate in her heart.

She never imagined that the enemy to face turned out to be a demon avatar, and now Wang Yan was fooled over by her, too late to regret.

Wang Yan's mouth went straight, "His Royal Highness Catherine, can I say this is just an accident?"

The Dark Lady is dizzy again, accident? The other party even attracted the devil, but you are talking about accidents? Who believes!

"Master Demon God, please give these people who dare to disobey you, the harshest punishment!"

As Harrison couldn't help shouting, Satan's avatar suddenly opened his eyes.

That terrible coercion seems to be able to directly insert the most primitive fear into people's hearts. Several companions with lower strength around Wang Yan couldn't help shivering, and even had difficulty breathing.

Suddenly, with a cry, a red **** industry fire burst into the hands of Satan, the devil.

This group of **** industry fires intensified, and gradually condensed to the truth, the rich and lethal atmosphere of destruction made the cold sweat on Wang Yan's forehead overflow.

He instinctively felt that this group of flames from **** was beyond the scope of his current strength. It can be said that it was much stronger than the destructive power of his pure Yang true fire!

"Son of Flame?" Satan's gaze locked on Wang Yan tightly, and snorted slightly, while the solid red crimson ** palm blasted towards Wang Yan.

The air that seemed to destroy the world, Wang Yan's heart tightened.

Everyone felt a great sense of trouble and hit his heart.

This time sucks!

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