4717--Andrew Nine Powerful Returning Hearts

Chapter 4817: The Return of the Nine Powers

"boom!"

"puff……"

Unfortunately, no miracle happened this time...

As soon as the figure of the black mist clone appeared, he shot at the first time. It was still a simple punch, but he calculated the direction and angle of the shot...

With one blow, another five desolate ancient powers fell in an instant, and with their fall, in the void trapped by the sea of ​​​​nine-color flames, there are only ten desolate ancient powers left today. up!

According to the style of his attack just now, he blasted out with one punch, and shot away like a shooting star, piercing through five powerful beasts in an instant... The ten surviving powerful beasts now exist, and it is clear that only two blows can kill them. Completely obliterate, end the rhythm of calling it a day!

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and the figures of the surviving ten fierce beasts trembled again. After turning their heads and exchanging glances, they all exclaimed in shock...

"Damn, not only can't get together, he can't even stay in the same area, his consciousness is too strong, his calculation ability is amazing, and he can hit the effect of piercing the heart with a single punch..."

"Scatter, scatter immediately, whoever is picked by him will be considered unlucky..."

"But is this useful? In just half a stick of incense, there are only ten of the twenty-five desolate ancient powers left. Even if we linger on, how long can we wait?"

"It's better to hold together and explode yourself at the same time. Anyway, you will be dead after all. Let's fight him..."

"Fart, he is a late-stage barbarian, and we are only ten powerful. Even if we explode ourselves, we can't hurt him at all, but it saves him energy..."

"If you want to die, send it to your door. The old man will never accept his fate until the last moment. Even if he really wants to fall, he will never die on his own. He has to make some effort to reap the old man's life..."

"Roar!"

"I'm not willing..."

"Cruel!"

"boom!"

"puff……"

As these screams and roars filled with endless despair resounded, the last ten surviving desolate ancient powers never dared to gather in one area to stay.

They each chose a direction, and they scattered in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, there was a smile on the corner of the black fog avatar's mouth, revealing a contempt and ridicule that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

With a sway of his shoulders, his figure, which was only about ten feet tall, disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared in the next instant, he was already in front of one of the desolate ancient powers.

Without any hesitation, as soon as his figure appeared, he stretched out his arms and punched out...

The void was trembling, and there was an incomparably low buzzing sound, and there was no suspense in the next scene. After the huge explosion sound, there was a dull popping sound, and the entire figure of this ancient and mighty mighty figure was gone in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, it turned into a rapidly spreading crimson blood mist...

"call out!"

This guy's cultivation is not weak, he is one of the two half-step desolate deities among the twenty-five mighty beasts, but even so, right now, he still can't withstand the blow of the black mist clone, and his whole body The shape exploded and turned into a blood mist.

The black mist avatar also waved his hand at the first moment, and a majestic and invisible energy rolled out from his body, covering a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and the majestic blood mist that had just spread was all swept by him. Take it into the body, send it to the bottom of the central volcano in the inner space of the tripod after the battle, and start the blood essence condensing...

This scene once again shocked the other nine powerful beasts. From their point of view, among the remaining ten powerful beasts, the fall of the first one was clearly the last one to kill Opening!

Soon, this unprecedented horrific killing will come to an end, and at that time, they will no longer exist, and the hard training for endless years will finally be turned into a canopy to be collected by the other party with a wave.

And the majestic blood mist that must be used after the war...

These thoughts flashed through their minds, and the last remaining nine mighty beasts trembled instantly. At this moment, the extremely strong fear of death completely destroyed their minds.

The voice of begging and pleading words sounded again...

"Master Demon Lord, do you have to kill them all? No matter what you need the blood mist that explodes from my body, now you have cut down the twenty-five mighty beasts to only nine... Is it not enough to harvest sixteen statues?"

"If this is the case, we are willing to surrender, and we can swear an oath that we will never betray, otherwise heaven and earth will be destroyed, and in the future, we will kill another ancient power for Lord Demon Master to make up for the loss caused by leaving our lives behind. !"

"This is a business that only makes money but does not lose. The nine desolate ancient powers. Although your demon palace is powerful, you are the only one who is strong. Is there any existence of the desolate ancient power level? The strength structure is reasonable..."

"That's right, Lord Demon Lord, this is a win-win situation, and you won't have any losses..."

"If Lord Demon Lord nods, I will immediately swear an oath to quit the Star Alliance, join the Demon Palace, and swear allegiance to the death..."

"Roar……"

Hearing these words, the black mist avatar originally shot forward, and was about to rush towards the mighty figure of a fierce beast, but it stopped abruptly in the void.

Originally, he really wanted to kill all the twenty-five powerful beasts of the Star Alliance in this battle.

But now that he suddenly heard the suggestions of these nine guys, he suddenly became a little moved.

The mighty blood essence in his hand was originally only nine, but after killing nine powerful beasts in this battle, the number of mighty blood essence has climbed to twenty-five.

Although killing these nine guys can climb to thirty-four pieces, if they are kept, the effect will obviously be even greater.

As for more powerful blood essences, you can go to the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races again. There are also twenty-four primitive servants of the first universe who are ancient and powerful.

After all, the captive legions among the five major legions under the command of the Demon Palace are now all composed of captives from the three tribes of Xuejiao, Qingpeng and War Lion, and the nine desolate ancient powers in front of them happen to be from these three tribes, and each tribe has three tribes. name.

If they joined, not only the blood dragon, Qingpeng, and war lion tribes in the captive army would settle down, but these nine old fellows would also be able to return to their hearts completely.

After all, although they surrender now to save their lives, when they arrive at the Demon Palace in the future and see that so many clansmen are living well and their cultivation strength has greatly improved, their feelings for the Blood Flood Dragon Clan will gradually fade go.

At that time, it will be as if each of the nine of them has brought out a branch from the group, living in the Demon Palace, and living and developing better than the members of the original group.

In this way, you can return to your heart!

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the black mist avatar, and he nodded instantly, and the voice of spiritual consciousness came out: "That's fine, in my demon palace, there happen to be countless blood dragons, Qingpeng and war lions. Clansmen, in the future, you will be their ancestors, and the acting leadership will be..."

"Why are you still dawdling? Let's make an oath, the hall may change its mind at any time..."