Chapter 1547 Crazy

"That palm didn't kill you just now? It's still alive and kicking?"

Xia Ping was obviously furious when he saw the four demons, the Demon King of Sheep's Horn, the Demon King of Destruction, the Demon King of Poisonous Bing, and the Demon King of No Phase, surrounded him again, even more terrifying than before.

He raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

"Human, you are really amazing. You can challenge us demon kings with your golden body. If you fight to this level, you must have cultivated into a treasure among human beings. Compete with us, maybe even surpass us.”

The Demon King of Sheep Horn sneered: "I have to say, you do have two hits, but that's the end of it, no matter how powerful humans are, there are limits, and they are essentially inferior to our demons.

Even if you can take action and hurt us, so what? The resilience of our monsters is beyond your imagination. As long as we don't kill us in an instant, we can keep fighting and maintain our peak state at any time.

But as a human being, you don’t have this kind of resilience, and there will always be a time when your mana will be exhausted. That’s when you, a human being, will die, and you will surely die. "

It is condescending, winning with confidence, and seeing through Xia Ping's weakness.

"This human body is very strange. It is a human treasure. You must not eat it. If you can take it back to hell and sell it, you will definitely make a lot of money, enough to make up for all our losses."

The Demon King's eyes showed a greedy look.

"This king can't guarantee it. He just slapped this king, and this king will definitely tear him to pieces and take revenge." The Demon King was extremely angry. He felt that he was hit by a little human. A lifetime of shame.

If this matter is known to other demon kings, it will lose all face.

"I don't care, as long as I can kill him, I can say anything." The ghost king's face is gloomy, and he feels that this human being is extremely dangerous, and even the power of illusion that he is proud of can't help him, he can be called a ghost nemesis.

Such an existence, even if it pays all the price, it has to kill the other party, otherwise it will have trouble sleeping and sleeping.

"Do you still want to kill me? It seems that you don't know the situation at all. Who is having the upper hand, and who is the one who dominates life and death?! As long as you don't kill you instantly, you can quickly recover from your injuries. It's simple, that one move will kill you, isn't it alright?"

With a bang, Xia Ping grabbed with a big hand, and immediately took out a weapon from the Shanhezhu space - the spear of hell!

When the spear of hell appeared, it seemed to arouse the breath of hell, and the whole world trembled, as if it aroused the will of hell in the depths of endless time and space.

wow~~

In an instant, a tyrannical hell breath was instilled from a distant time and space, and penetrated into the depths of this hell spear, as if giving a mark.

"Um?!"

Xia Ping immediately found that the spear of hell had changed. First of all, there were many hell words on the surface of the spear, like hell scriptures, which contained mysterious and profound power.

At the same time, it emits bright light all over its body, showing a dark golden color, flowing with rich hell power, exuding nobility, ancient, killing and so on.

There seem to be many serrations on the tip of the spear. Each serration has ancient traces, just like the traces of the avenues. It contains the edge of killing the gods. It has a taste of cutting power, but it is cutting power. above.

The spear of hell moved a little, and immediately burst out with sharp power, as if the heaven and the earth were cut apart, and many figures appeared in the depths of the void.

And these figures are extremely tall and can't tell their appearance, but there are many races, it seems that they are human race, cattle race,

Horse clan, leopard clan, etc., it seems that all kinds of races have appeared.

These figures are all holding spears, performing various hell martial arts, with earth-shattering power.

"what happened?"

Xia Ping's eyes showed a gleam of light, and he felt that the spear of hell seemed to have been unsealed again and evolved, as if he had obtained a mark of the will of hell, restoring the power to kill gods and demons in the past.

And the appearance of this mark seems to contain the strange ability to make hell demons surrender.

At the moment when the Spear of Hell appeared, the Demon King of Sheep Horn, the Demon King of Poison, the Demon King of Poisonous Bing, and the Demon King of Wuxiang were all shocked, their eyes showed horror, and they couldn't help but go back several kilometers.

They felt an instinctive fear, as if it was a fear engraved deep in their genes, an instinct.

"The spear of hell, this is the spear of hell that can only be possessed by hell jailers. Even many demons and ghosts cannot possess it. Why did it appear in your hands? Who are you?"

The Phaseless Ghost King stared at the Spear of Hell in Xia Ping's hand.

"Impossible, the jailers of hell have long since died, and even the spear of hell has disappeared, completely shattered, and shouldn't exist in this world. Where did you get it?"

The Demon King of Destruction also widened his eyes, he couldn't believe it.

"Since you know that this is the spear of hell, mastering the spear of hell means mastering the authority of the underworld god, mastering the true meaning of death, and being able to walk between hells."

Xia Ping said lightly: "Seeing the power of hell, you monsters and ghosts don't kneel down and surrender quickly, do you still want to blaspheme the dignity of the gods?!"

He swept away many demons with one glance.

"idiot."

The Demon King of Sheep Horn laughed, and was very excited: "I am the lowest level of demon, and I can't touch the core of hell at all. I live like an ant, and life is better than death.

Although he escaped from hell and came to the human world, he was able to enjoy the glory and wealth, but he still couldn't let it go.

I originally thought that the demon king in this life is already the limit of this king, it is extremely sad, and he will never be able to climb up, but now it is time to turn around, to actually allow this king to encounter the spear of hell, this is simply an adventure that has never been seen in the ancient times.

If this king kills you, throws your bones to ashes, and gets this spear of hell, you can immediately gain the authority of hell, master the power of hell jailer, represent the god of the underworld, and walk in hell.

Given time, wouldn't it be possible for this king to soar into the sky, become a demon god, or even become the lord of hell? You actually want me to kneel down and be captured? ! It's just a joke, ignorant ants. "

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the horned demon king disappeared.

The next second, it appeared by Xia Ping's side, crushed it with a punch, like a meteor falling, smashing everything and making the surrounding area into a vacuum.

This punch is almost the pinnacle of the horned demon king, as if it can sink the land, evaporate the sea, and penetrate the void.

In order to kill Xia Ping and snatch the spear of hell, it exerted all its strength, and the power of the demon in the whole body boiled like a molten slurry, giving Xia Ping no chance at all.