Chapter 591 Destruction of Demon Wolf

He originally thought that no matter how powerful the enemy was, he only had one person. Under the siege of the people guarding there, he would kill a few more people at most, and he would definitely not be able to hurt the fur of the Demon Wolf Gang. But he didn't expect that he gave such a huge "surprise" to the Demon Wolf Gang... directly to the heart.

The inner hall of a gang is the core part of a gang, where gang plaques are stored, and the destruction of the plaques means the demise of the gang. But to break into the inner hall, all the defensive walls must be destroyed first, so it is extremely difficult, or almost impossible to break into. Since the establishment of the Demon Wolf Gang, no single defensive wall has been destroyed.

Because of this, there are very few people guarding the inner hall—only ten people, and none of them are top-notch people in the gang. The guarding in turns is more like a programmed decoration. When the first-level alarm sounded, those ten people were sitting on the ground idly talking, and then they were stunned by the sudden sound of the alarm.

They never received a notification that the defense wall was destroyed... Could it be a false alarm from the system! ?

A pitch-black figure suddenly sprang out from the ground and gave them the answer. While they were stunned, he raised the sickle in his hand and drew a big black arc.

Ten people were killed instantly.

Since the god of death has the title of "god", how can he only have the ability to add instant death. When it's the turn to kill speed, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the God of Reaper who takes life as his duty.

At this moment, messy white light began to flicker around Yang Aotian.

In order to prevent the existence of traitors, ordinary gang members do not have the right to enter the inner hall. But under the imminent situation at this time, Demon Wolf Kuang immediately lifted the restriction. The gang prospers and destroys, and the members of the Demon Wolf Gang frantically sent themselves to the inner hall. In less than three seconds, the inner hall reached the upper limit of the number of people that could be accommodated. Those who failed to enter could only worry outside The wah-wah screams.

The inner hall is not big, only ten meters long and ten meters wide, and can accommodate up to a hundred people at a time. Every corner of the hall was filled with eager crowds. The gang leader came in person, and they didn't dare to act rashly without his order. There is only an open space in the middle of the hall, and in the center of the open space stands Yang Aotian holding a sickle, standing there like a rigid corpse, he has not moved at all, and there is no sign of him breathing at all. Only those half-squinted eyes stared straight ahead, shooting out a hate light thousands of times more vicious than a poisonous snake...

"It's you!" Demon Wolf Kuang looked at Yang Aotian with a gloomy face.

The first time he saw him, he was sure that he must be the Yang Aotian who should have died long ago, because he remembered that look - that's what he looked at him when he was digging up Yang Ru's grave. eyes. That was the scariest look he had ever seen in his life. From that day on, although he was sure that he was dead and could not die any more, the look that seemed to crush his bones and eat his flesh made him wake up several times in nightmares.

"You...haven't...died!!" Demon Wolf Kuang gritted his teeth, and his wolf eyes were full of viciousness. He took a few steps back violently, and shouted: "Everyone, let me destroy him!"

The crowd who were ready to go rushed forward and rushed towards Yang Aotian.

"I want...to destroy everything about you...everything!"

It seemed to be a whisper from hell, and it was heard clearly in the ears of Demon Wolf Kuang in the chaos. A cold breath spread along his spine, quickly spread to the eight veins of the limbs, and then to every pore...

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!" The gloomy demon wolf suddenly roared like crazy. The sudden sense of fear almost broke his mind, he hated this feeling, he wanted this feeling to disappear immediately, forever!

The crowd almost drowned Yang Aotian in an instant, accompanied by a rain of attacks. Grim Reaper grinned again, revealing his white teeth, raised his hands lightly, thick black air suddenly burst out from the karma in his hands, and then his hands dropped, and karma hit the ground heavily.

This seemingly innocuous collision triggered the Death God's forbidden technique - Death God's Domain.

The inner hall is very small, and under the large-scale coverage of the "Reaper's Domain", the entire inner hall has become the exclusive domain of the Reaper. Thick black dead air rose from the ground like smoke accompanied by a faint mournful roar... In just a second, the entire inner hall was shrouded in black mist.

Fear quickly grew and swelled from the bottom of everyone's heart, because it was a terrible feeling of life being swallowed and sucked away. That feeling was so real, although there was no pain, it caused them more pain than tearing their bodies apart.

, -5000, -5000...

In the domain of the god of death, the enemy will lose their fighting spirit, experience despair, and lose 5,000 lives per second... In the black air, members of the Demon Wolf Gang fell one by one, and they were all buried in a few seconds—— There is the wolf-kuang with frightened wolf eyes. The god of death didn't judge him as a target, and he was not affected by anything except feeling fear.

The people inside died, and the people outside could finally be teleported in. In the pervasive black mist, the white shadows flickered chaotically again, but before they could make a move, or even make a sound, they died in the death atmosphere of the death god's domain.

The God of Death domain can last for 30 seconds, and it will not affect the God of Death's actions during the duration. He admired the ever-shrinking eyes of Demon Wolf-Kuang, and suddenly smiled coldly, and swung the scythe in his hand upwards. The gang plaque in there.

With a muffled sound, the silver plaque shook violently, and a small crack opened—the heart of Demon Wolf Kuang also shook violently.

The scythe flew back into Death's hand in the same arc. Demonic Wolf - Crazy as a Dream Fang woke up, his eyes were shattered, and he rushed towards Yang Aotian like a mad wolf who lost his mind.

The plaque is destroyed, and the Demon Wolf Gang is over. When the Devil Wolf gang is over, everything he has in this world is also over, prestige, wealth, prestige, status, power... everything is gone, and he has to start from scratch. That was almost equivalent to breaking his half life!

A sword slashed at Death God's body, Death God's body didn't move, he looked at him mockingly, and threw out the scythe in his hand again, flying towards the fragile gang plaque.

Demon Wolf's heart seemed to be stabbed heavily again. With red eyes, he crazily attacked Yang Aotian, slashing with a sword, hitting with a shield, and at the same time threw out all kinds of attacking props that he was usually reluctant to use. But the Grim Reaper is like a solid black rock, mockingly looking at the desperately struggling ants, the sickle in his hand is spun out...retracted...thrown...retracted...and cracks the plaque one after another, every time The shot seemed to stab a knife in Demon Wolf Kuang's heart.

He could have destroyed that plaque with one blow, but he didn't. Because he wants to see his pain, appreciate his despair and struggle.

boom!

After more than a dozen attacks, the plaque was finally torn apart, turning into debris and falling from the sky.

The notification that the "Magic Wolf Gang" was destroyed rang in the ears of every member of the Demonic Wolf Gang, making them all stand on the spot, unable to believe their ears.

The former Demon Wolf Gang was destroyed and disbanded... The other party was only one person, and it took only ten minutes...

Countless players who had invested their fortunes in the Demon Wolf Gang sat down on the ground, crying.

Everything was over like this, the development and accumulation of more than a year was wiped out in an instant... Demon Wolf-kuang sat on the ground powerlessly, his eyes were dull as if his soul had come out of his body, and he did not want to believe that the Demon Wolf Gang was just like this destroyed. Yang Aotian sneered at the wolf lying limp at his feet, like a proud emperor looking down on a defeated dog.

"Yang... Ao... God! You bastard..." Demon Wolf Kuang got up from the ground tremblingly, and then rushed towards Yang Aotian like a venomous snake.

Apart from him, there was no living person around. Because the space they are in at this time no longer belongs to the Demon Wolf Gang, and no one can break in at will. This may be the last time Demon Wolf-Kuang stood here. After going out from here, he will never set foot again.

A sword slashed heavily on Yang Aotian's head... He still didn't move, and the sickle that made people feel cold was lifted up again.

He suddenly discovered that the person he hated was so weak, as humble as an ant that could be trampled and flattened at will. But it was just such an ant that ruined his family and made him miserable. Desolation, sorrow, hatred... Countless negative emotions entangled his heart again, and the sickle in his hand waved forward with a thick black light...

Kill...soul...kill...spirit

Demon Wolf - fell to the ground madly, the body didn't stop, and was soon sent away by a white light. To stay, only to lie at his feet like a dead dog and bear the shame of being a loser.

The demon wolf didn't notice that the moment the sickle touched his body, the black light also transferred from the sickle to the ground of his body, and it didn't disappear until he turned into a corpse.

Quiet, finally quiet. In the former inner hall of the Demon Wolf Gang, there was nothing but a standing black shadow and a black mist that had not dissipated. Nothing else.

"I want you to lose everything... everything..."

He repeated the voice that had been repeated countless times in his heart again, like the most vicious curse of death.

Everything is just beginning.

I once made a promise of "3 shifts after 200 red tickets per day", but I obviously underestimated your enthusiasm at that time, and the direct result is that now there are three shifts every day, and the more direct result is that I am so tired that my bones are falling apart every day. ⊙﹏⊙b, you can try to code 9000-10000 words a day, and there is no feeling of weekends and holidays. It seems that I am currently the fastest and most stable updater in Zongheng. A few animals even force me to add updates with knives every day. Do you want me to die for you to see+_+! ! Ahem, if you want more, you need a daily pass of more than 1,000 before applying. )

I just read the book reviews with relish, and found that many children's shoes are not serious about reading books. The small Lost Formation created by Wan'er is only enough to drive the power of Nüwa Stone. For details, see Chapter 572, Lost Formation, Lost Wan'er. Another classmate actually guessed what the Lost Formation was for... otz. )

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