The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"As for Miss Yu!" Yan Yan blinked and sneered. "We did promise that the Lord will not move you, but you will not think that you will be unscrupulous in front of us? You said, if We will dedicate you directly to the Lord, will the Lord be more happy?"

The look of sly is very cold, and the sword of Shui Shui appears in the hands. She does not even care about the provocation of Yan Yan, but looks at the monks around.

"Do you promise me what I can do?"

This question made the monks somewhat unprepared and did not answer in time.

He continued: "If you can't do it, then the Terran can't be ruined. You never have the chance to turn over. The eight magicians here, I will kill one by one. What you have to do is to ensure that they can never There is a chance to escape. Now, tell me clearly, can you do it?"

"Can, can do it!!" The messy voice turned into an oath-like shout.

"Miss Yu, you have done the most dangerous and difficult thing. If we can't even finish this task, it's better to die directly!"

"Miss 奚玥 please rest assured that even if we die, we will not let these people escape!!"

"Miss Yan, please also be careful and protect yourself!"

"The future of the Terran can only depend on you!"

Yan Yan can hardly believe his ears, the magic called the evil feathers will directly laugh loudly: "What do you say? You have to kill us one by one, hahaha, this is the biggest joke I have ever heard! Who gives you confidence, is it the Lord of the Lord?! Or is it a prison god?! Hahaha!"

The water skull screamed, and the girl's figure turned into a white light and rushed into the battle.

Evil feathers felt a strong sense of crisis and quickly avoided.

But Rao is his speed is already very fast, still feel a sharp pain in his left arm.

"Ah--!!" One arm flew up into the sky and fell to the ground, turning into a prototype of brussels covered with scales.

The evil feathers licked their broken arms, and their faces were twisted together because of pain and anger. "Hey, you dare to attack me, I want to kill you -!!!"

The chaos, unfolding at the top of the Ziwei Mountain.

Eight demons will be with two human monks.

It stands to reason that this is a very different battle.

Even the human monk is holding a mortal ending, thinking that this is a desperate attempt and there is no hope of victory.

However, as the battle progressed, the expressions of the people became more and more shocked and more and more ecstatic.

One magic will, two magic will, three magic will...

One after another, the devil will be smashed by the colorful brilliance of the sword.

The Mozu have a strong ability to regenerate, and unless they cut their heads, they will not die even if they are pierced.

However, these Mozus who were injured by the Shui Shui sword lost their ability to repair and regenerate their bodies for a period of time.

Because every sword that is stabbed out by each sword has its own power.

The source of the wood that represents hope, and the magical power that represents destruction, this is the thing that is in harmony with each other.

The power of the source can be transformed into magic, but it can also make the magic useless.

With the death of one after another, the rest of the devil will finally panic.

They began to panic and fled, and began to desperately summon the lower-level Mozu below to protect.

However, this bureau is to set them up from the very beginning.