Chapter 502 Are You Talking About Him?

Chu Xin always does what he says.

The next round belongs to him, and this battle will be the only round left.

There is no need for any assassination mysteries, ghost blood darts, blood of the corroding god, or light of destruction. Forget about these fancy abilities for the time being. The bone spurs all over his back trembled with the surging muscles. Chu Xin killed with red eyes. passed.

In addition, he disarmed the bone armor halfway because it was inconvenient to fight and was a bit in the way.

Returning to pure violence is the day of pure destruction!

In just such a moment, after Chu Xin physically resisted the enemy's ultimate move, his aura became significantly stronger, and his immortal body increased again.

Every battle and injury is a step up to a higher level.

Death and destruction are also rebirth and nirvana.

Boom——

With their fists hitting the ground, the four demon gods all jumped up to dodge, and no one dared to block and defend or counterattack recklessly.

However, Chu Xin raised his buttocks and swept out his bone tail. After predicting Fufa's path, he tightly wrapped around his waist, and bone spurs pierced into his flesh.

Buzz!

The sickle slashed diagonally, but the power of Fucas's swing was not as strong as before, and his fingers were trembling violently.

The progress of the scythe was extremely sluggish, as if it was cutting into invisible mud. In fact, it was Chu Xin's biomagnetic field that formed an invisible wall of pressure.

The only one who rescued Fofa was Fucas. After Aini and Gracia Lapos looked at each other, they flew away in unison, obviously planning to use the Thirty-six Strategies as the best strategy and treat Fucas as their own. Take the bait and abandon the child.

puff!

Before Fucas could yell, Chu Xin's eye heat ray hit the two fleeing people with great accuracy, causing them to slide to the ground as if they were crashing.

Then, Chu Xin stretched out his arms, with terrifying brute force surging, and with a "bang" sound, Fucas's head exploded in his palm.

After losing his head, Fukas did not die so easily. The headless body withdrew the sickle in panic and retreated. The flesh and blood on the neck section squirmed and sprouted a slimy white head, which looked very much like the one he had just seen. Out of the amniotic fluid.

"Ffa~~"

He murmured sadly, and within his field of vision, Chu Xin's bone tail had already penetrated Fufa's stag body back and forth, like meat skewers about to be grilled on the stove.

Not only is Fafa's body dying, but his soul is also being tortured and facing the end of death.

Because Chu Xin used the Light of Destruction to reveal a light film that restrained the soul, the film was filled with Doomsday spores.

Fucas realized that his old friend was dead, gritted his teeth, turned around and fled.

puff--

But Chu Xin's gluttonous arm blade penetrated Fucas's vest and chest first, and the many tiny bone spurs on the arm blade instantly sprayed out heat rays, turning Fucas into a hornet's nest from the inside out.

Foucas dropped his head and dramatically took a step ahead of Foufa.

Instant kill!

Looking at Fukas's body, no matter how bitter and unwilling Foffa felt, the vitality and luster in his eyes still disappeared unstoppably.

Whoosh!

Aini and Gexiarapos witnessed the death of the two demon gods. Their long-lost fear rushed into the sky, and they endured the severe pain and soared into the sky.

Chu Xin's bone tail stretched and lengthened, skewering Fukas on it, and then accelerated the pursuit, making it clear that he was bound to win.

Bang bang bang!

During this period, Chu Xin was like a light-speed meteor, leaving behind circles of space ripples wherever it passed, leaving traces in the sky that have not dissipated for a long time.

"Get out of the way!"

Aini kept observing the rear with his cat head and found that Chu Xin had already chased them above their heads.

"Cerberus!"

Geziciarapos clapped his hands, and a dark magic circle appeared under his body, summoning a hell dog with three heads.

After being ordered by its master, it leaped into the sky without hesitation, and then was smashed straight through by Chu Xin like exploding blood tofu. It took less than three seconds from its appearance to its violent death.

Soon it was his master's turn.

Facing the swooping Chu Xin, Geziciarapos had no choice but to strike hard, but the black metal fist instantly shattered to pieces after touching Chu Xin's fist, and the exposed metal bones did not hold on. After a long time, it cracked inch by inch, and then sputtered everywhere in the form of bone residue.

After a series of explosions, Gracia Labos's right arm was gone, but he had no time to think because Chu Xin moved the crow to fly, and his bent knees hit his chest heavily.

With a "boom" that resounded across the sky, the king of murderers, known for his cruelty and bloodthirsty, suffered a terrifying force that could make stars explode.

His entire body fell apart in the blink of an eye, and a wisp of black mist releasing panic quickly swept out, trying to fly to Aini, who was already drifting away.

Another instant kill!

Chu Xin made full use of Doomsday's terrifying growth rate.

Phew~~

Chu Xin took a deep breath and sucked in all the mist-like flesh and blood of Gessia Labos into his mouth, including the wisp of soul black mist.

Realizing that he had entered Chu Xin's body, Gexiarapos had an idea. He thought that "there is no way out, but there is a village with dark flowers and bright flowers." He immediately wanted to control and seize Chu Xin's body.

But Chu Xin's fighting ideas are interlocking and step-by-step, so how could he not expect this plot direction?

"Are these?"

Gazing at the fire of hell manifested by the light of destruction, the soul of Gracia Lapos was suddenly troubled.

"Ahhh!"

Then, he was burned to nothingness by the flames of hell in Chu Xin's stomach.

After confirming that his three colleagues were dead, Aini gritted his teeth and didn't even have the energy to curse. He just kept running, leaving a dazzling stream of fire in the sky.

There was no way. He didn't have time to clean up, and he didn't care whether Chu Xin would follow the trace to find him. At this moment, he just wanted to get away from him.

He checked frequently and finally confirmed that he had gotten rid of Chu Xin. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and changed direction.

…

The endless dark green swamp was like a long plain, forming a daunting land.

Gurgle~

Countless yellow-green bubbles rolled and bulged from below, and then exploded with a visible stench. Ordinary creatures would instantly have their internal organs rot, their skin and flesh fester, and their bones cracked as soon as they smelled it.

However, in the center of such an extremely harsh swamp, there stood a towering stone pillar.

At the top of the stone pillar is a huge disc, on which a prosperous dark city is located.

This is the territory of the demon god Lelakin.

At the same time, it is also a garrison of the rebels, gathering three demon gods including Lelakin, and their respective demon armies, a total of hundreds of legions.

"Why haven't Aini and the others come back yet?"

The one who spoke in a muffled voice was the demon god Bifrons, ranked 46th, rank count, and commanded 6 legions.

He is a humanoid monster with an ugly head, with skin like lizards and toads, and dry but sharp hands and feet.

"The clown is Lucifer's familiar after all, and it's not so easy to be caught."

The person who answered was the demon god Butis, ranked 17th, rank count, and commanded 60 legions.

This guy looks like a winding, dark venomous snake, with a pair of white feather wings on his head, his whole body covered with disgusting blue-purple scales, and his abdomen emitting a faint deep green light.

"I'm afraid something has happened. Wait a little longer. If they don't come back, we will go directly to the City of Satan. We are the only one who has not joined them."

The third demon god who spoke last was the owner of this city, Lelakin, ranked 14th, a marquis, and commanded 30 legions.

He was a tall man wearing a black and green robe and cloak, holding a slender crossbow, a quiver hanging around his waist, and a tall pointed hat on his head, like a priest of a cult.

He loved war, was good at provoking conflicts and struggles, and was a standard rebel.

As a master archer, the arrowheads of each of his feather arrows were tempered with swamp poison, which could cause serious decay damage to the enemy.

Swish!

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

After seeing a familiar face, the guards quickly put down their guard and bowed, but they could not hide their surprise and confusion in their eyes.

The visitor was the embarrassed Aini.

"Don't ask anything," he went straight to the castle platform where the three demons were, "I'll make it short."

Then, Aini told everything he had encountered.

When Lelakin and others learned that three demons had died at the hands of Chu Xin, they immediately put away their doubts in their hearts, and then fell into inexplicable panic, anxious about Chu Xin's origin and purpose.

"What if that guy deliberately lost you?" Butis suddenly said coldly.

For a moment, Aini was stunned, and suddenly felt terrified when thinking about it. After a few seconds, his back was cold.

"It's possible. From your description, he is an extremely difficult and profound person." Lelakin whispered.

"Are you talking about him?" The sudden strange words of Bifrons made everyone present twitch their hearts.

They all turned their heads, but did not see Chu Xin, but their vision was instantly occupied by the dazzling and sacred high-heat shock wave.

Boom——

The shock wave was like a red tsunami, and the swamps it touched evaporated instantly, wiping out the undead creatures living in them.

When it passed over the stone pillars supporting the city, the stone pillars were directly broken, and the entire city collapsed to one side.

Rumble!

However, the city buildings and hundreds of demon armies had no chance of falling to the ground. Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the sun shock wave, less than one in ten survived. (End of this chapter)