Death Inquisitor

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"Master, do you want to start the live broadcast?"

As soon as Ye Chen restrained the inheritor of Rahu, the voice of the little tree rang in his mind.

"Don't turn it on, otherwise it will be bad for the earth."

"Actually, Master, you can spend points to upgrade the high-definition tracking camera. After upgrading, you don't have to worry about something like that happening." Xiaoshu said.

Ye Chen paused for a moment. If he could upgrade, it would be no problem.

But after he asked about the points needed for upgrade, he almost vomited blood.

It actually costs 50 million points!

But when he thought that this trial would definitely make a lot of money, Ye Chen didn't feel so distressed anymore and decided to escalate.

Then, the Earth, Death live broadcast room opened!

Some spectators rushed in at the first opportunity.

Then I was frightened by the situation in the picture.

"Mom, what is this overwhelming situation! Is there a locust plague somewhere? Does the judge still care about this?"

"Are these not angels?"

"Damn it, look over there, the one with three eyes is Yang Jian! What is going on? Our heavenly gods are fighting with foreign birdmen?"

"Where is the judge boss? What is the boss doing?"

Someone was asking here, and the camera turned to Ye Chen.

Wearing a magician's costume and a magic hat, Ye Chen was actually floating in mid-air, commanding a flying sword and moving back and forth through a mass of black mist.

You can still faintly hear the screams in the mist.

Then, Ye Chen stretched out his hand, and suddenly large dark clouds gathered in the sky, and countless thunderbolts fell from the sky and struck into the black clouds.

Such a fantasy and magical scene was seen by the audience, and they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Then, a portal suddenly opened next to the cloud and mist, swallowing it up at once.

Only Ye Chen heard the satisfied exclamation.

That was the voice of the small tree. It had just eaten the inheritor of Rahu who was half disabled by Ye Chen.

And listening to that voice, he seemed very satisfied.

"It's delicious, burp~ It tastes like marshmallow. Master, are there any more? Xiaoshu wants to eat!" The little guy with a milky voice did not hesitate to act cute in order to eat.

"Do you want angels?" After Ye Chen dealt with the inheritors of Luohu, he turned his attention to those angels.

Such a large number, even if the average fear value and despair value are very low, is enough for a super big harvest.

It's easy to get an S+ rating.

"I want the chicken-flavored one!" Xiaoshu shouted, then paused slightly and continued: "I want the chicken-flavored one too!"

Yes, this little ancestor is really not picky about food at all.

Ye Chen laughed, and then rushed straight towards the dense army of angels in the distance.

"Thunder Control Technique, Thunder!"

Boom!

Countless thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and rushed into the army of angels along with Ye Chen.

Then, these angels began to fall down in large areas.

But before it fell, it was caught by countless light gates in mid-air and turned into nutrients for the growth of the small tree.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was excited.

Damn it, the judge boss is going to defy the heavens, even angels can do it in pieces.

"snort!"

Suddenly, an angel with three pairs of wings appeared in front of Ye Chen, holding a light gun made of pure light in his hand, and stabbed at him: "Heretic, purify it for me!"

"Super electromagnetic control of the electromagnetic gun!"

Lightning suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's hands, and then the spiritual sword came to the center of his hands.

Whoosh!

The sound of a sonic explosion sounded, and then an exaggeratedly long passage appeared in the angel army, spanning dozens of miles.

The angels who were hit basically turned into powder.

But before Ye Chen could get proud, he saw an even more exaggerated passage in the distance spreading towards this side.

The speed is more than twice as fast as before, and the width of the passage is also twice as wide.

Then, he saw a spiritual sword returning by itself, circling around Ye Chen, as if showing off something.

Ye Chen was so embarrassed that he had forgotten that the sword itself was incredibly fast, and he actually wanted to use the electromagnetic gun to speed it up.

This is basically losing the watermelon and picking up the sesame seeds.

He was in embarrassment, pitiful for that unlucky seraph. He only had time to say a line before he was seriously injured and fell down.

"Fellow Taoist is really a good trick."

Taishang Laojun's clone came from behind riding a green bull on a cloud, with a smile on his face.

I really didn't give away that pot of Nine-turn Golden Elixir in vain. Judging from this man's strength, I'm afraid he's the same as Kong Xuan back then, already invincible to a saint.

Even though he is the clone of Taishang Laojun, he has countless magic weapons.

But if he really had to face Kong Xuan, he would only be crushed.

Because Kong Xuan's five-color divine light can completely restrain his magic weapon. Use one to swipe another, and use a bunch of swipes.

You have to take action to surrender.

It can be said that as long as the saint does not come out, this person will definitely be able to kill gods and Buddhas when he meets them.

"Aha! You idiots are annoying me to death.

Eat a stick from my old grandson! "

In the distance, a clear voice suddenly came.

Then countless people couldn't help but look up, and saw in the sky a huge stick that covered the sky and sun, crushing it straight down, as if it was going to knock down the entire heaven to the earth.

"The Holy Light will purify everything!"

Faced with this terrifying stick, countless angels chanted in unison.

Then, a light that was so bright that no one could look directly emerged from them.

A circular light mask enveloped all the angels.

when!

A dull loud noise sounded, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye rippled in the air.

Then, the golden cudgel flicked upwards and spun towards a golden-armored Monkey King in the distance.

It gradually became smaller in the middle, and when it fell into his hand, it had become the size of an ordinary stick.

"Hey! Erlang Xiaosheng, what are you waiting for!"

But there are some tiny cracks on the light mask below.

The three-pointed, two-edged sword in Erlangshen's hand was thrown downwards, and hit the crack hard.

Click!

Countless glass-like mask fragments began to fly, and the scene was beautiful and optimistic. Approved by: daguan Time: 02 9 2018

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