Fighter of the Destiny

The young demon king said no more, lowered his body, touched the demon king's forehead, and muttered something softly.

What he spoke was not an ordinary demon language, with a sense of sadness that seemed to be inherent in it, like a last prayer or blessing.

Dying, his father.

The brightness in the Demon Lord's eyes has gradually dimmed, just like the star in the north of the night sky.

Nanke held his hand on the other side, but he ignored it.

He just looked at the young devil quietly, patted the back of his hand gently, and then slowly closed his eyes.

As his eyes closed, his breathing became longer and longer, until there was no gap and then stopped.

The faint blue starlight spread around the wound in his abdomen, turning his demonic body into condensed ice.

The cold wind no longer howled, the stars moved into the distance, the night became darker and darker, and there was silence, as if time and space had frozen.

The devil is dead.

This is the end of a generation of legends.

The most turbulent period of history thousands of years ago has finally come to a somewhat hasty end at this moment.

For the human race, that period of history has come to an end as history leaves the pavilion in front of the Tomb of Heavenly Books and the collapse of Lingyan Pavilion.

For the demon clan and the entire continent, tonight is the real end.

I don't know how long it took, but the young demon king wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stopped mourning, and stood up.

As he stood up, the night in the sky seemed to flow into his body, making him appear even taller and more powerful.

The inheritance of countless powerful men was only officially and completely handed over to him at this moment.

From this moment on, he is the king of the northern continent and the master of the demon clan. He no longer needs any prefix, young or new generation.

He is the devil.

He looked at Chen Changsheng.

When a great figure like my father leaves this world, he shouldn't be so lonely or dull. Fortunately, you, the human pope, are buried with you, which is barely a comfort. Now, you can die. Of course, those things of yours To stay.”

Chen Changsheng said: What are you referring to?

The Demon Lord was silent for a while and said: Zhou Garden? Heavenly Book Monument? Although I lost a father tonight, the compensation I can get will not be too little.

After hearing this, Chen Changsheng confirmed that he really knew the source of his confidence. So, where did his confidence come from?

Don't try to enter Zhou Garden. The Demon Lord looked into his eyes and said: Although I am not as strong as my father and can cut off the connection between you and space, I assure you that when you try to travel through space , I have countless ways for you to fail.”

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and asked, Black robe?

The Demon Lord was a little surprised and said: You can think of the reason so quickly, your mind is quite clear.

After the changes in Zhou Yuan, Li Gong and Li Shan conducted a long-term analysis and confirmed that Heipao knew Zhou Yuan very well and could influence Zhou Yuan's rules in some way. The soul hub that could control the beast tide in Nan Ke's hands was disabled, and the iron plate in the black robe was also pierced by the Sky-Zealing Sword, but who can guarantee that there is no other way?

The little black dragon was seriously injured at the hands of the Demon Lord. The little black dragon was thrown thousands of miles away. Qingye was not there. The Heavenly Book Monument had not yet been enlightened. Zhou Yuan did not dare to trespass. No matter who came to see it, Chen Changsheng thought at this time It would be extremely difficult to leave alive, but he didn't think so.

I want to leave at this time, it's very simple. Chen Changsheng looked at the Demon Lord and said.

The Demon Lord looked slightly strange and asked, Really?

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, I just need to kill you.

He was very calm when he said this.

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows slightly and said, Do you think you are qualified to say such a thing?

Why am I not qualified to say this?

Chen Changsheng said: You are older than me, but not by much. You are good at forbearing but your true talents are not necessarily as high as mine. You are the Demon King and I am the Pope. I am no less powerful than you in terms of magic weapons and methods. No matter from any angle Look, I’m not worse than you, why can’t I fight with you?”

Realm strength, cultivation talent, adventure and fortune, status and power... the young demon king is of course the best in the world.

But there are two figures on this continent who can compete with the young demon king in all aspects.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The Demon Lord looked at him quietly, suddenly laughed, and said, It does make sense, but you seem to have been seriously injured tonight.

Yes, but why do you talk to me so much?

Chen Changsheng said: This shows that you don't have the confidence to kill me, and this gives me a lot of confidence to kill you.

After saying this, he stretched his hand into the night.

Several stone beads turned from the Heavenly Book Stele flew back from the night silently and landed on his wrist.

I don't know how many bones in his body were broken, but his left arm was still intact. Earlier in the night sky, he was preparing to draw the sword with his left hand.

At this time, his left hand was still holding the sword tightly and very steadily.

Thousands of swords flew up from the bottom of the lake, flew out of the jungle, and came around his body, hovering quietly and very steadily.

The Demon Lord felt the powerful sword intent in the night sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, Tell me, what would happen if Su Li came to use these swords?

This sentence has nothing to do with the current situation and seems extremely sudden.

Just like the devil's attack.

The Demon Lord's weapon is not the stone pestle called Star Killer, but a ram's horn comb.

To be more precise, it was a powerful magic weapon that looked like a ram's horn comb.

It's called the Devil's Horn.

The Demonic Horns descended towards Chen Changsheng with countless streams of rich black energy.

Blackness filled the snow valley, covering the starry sky, making it seem like a real night, and like a bottomless abyss, which was scary to see.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng recalled the night scene he saw on the snowfield after leaving Zhou Garden, and his expression became slightly solemn.

The young demon king had been hiding himself for many years, hiding all his talents and talents in a wild appearance, and tonight he finally showed his talents.

After obtaining a complete inheritance, his realm is unimaginably powerful!

It is difficult to find equally powerful figures among the younger generation of humans.

Both he and Xu Yourong were clearly different. Even if Qiu Shanjun came, he should not be able to defeat the other party.

Unless they are Xiao Zhang, Liang Wangsun and others who are at the top of the Xiaoyao Ranking, they may be able to fight with Cai Cai.

He is now seriously injured, and his sword-controlling power is less than one-tenth of what it was at its peak. He can only fight against foreign objects with magic weapons, and he is no match for him.

But he didn't lie before, he really wanted to try to kill the demon king.

Because he has other means, other helpers.