Movie Witcher

Leaving aside the high-ranking game, he turned his eyes back to the church, and Wu Xinmo, who was in control of the situation, couldn't wait to enjoy the fruits of victory that belonged to him.

soul!

Two almost legendary souls!

Although Witch Heart Demon is the son of Satan, with a distinguished status and powerful strength, his life in **** is not good. Mephisto has been suppressing his growth, and he is very stingy in terms of soul supply.

For this reason, Wuxin Demon's growth rate has always been slower than that of other Satan's sons. When the same age Satan's son was promoted to the demon lord, he was still in the middle and lower levels of the legend.

Ordinary demons can't stand such a life, let alone the arrogant witch heart demon.

Therefore, he brazenly betrayed his father, Mephisto, and came to the world to seize his soul and power at all costs.

Facts have proved that Wuxinmo's choice was correct.

An almost legendary human soul, this is a top luxury item in hell. He never even dared to think about it before, let alone taste it himself.

but now……

"What an intoxicating breath this is, a holy and powerful soul, firm and pure faith, in despair and pain, a little bit of collapse, a little bit of collapse..."

The witch heart demon walked slowly, the demon wings unfolded, and the shadow of death descended, covering Tria, and said with a loud laugh, "The most delicious dishes in **** are now in front of me!"

"demon!"

Tria propped up her body, looked at the madly laughing witch heart demon, and said coldly, "Justice will conquer evil, light will drive out darkness, and your conspiracy will never succeed."

"evil?"

Wu Xinmo smiled and asked: "What is justice, what is evil, what is light, and what is darkness, do you really know?"

"You do not know!"

"Your so-called justice and evil, light and darkness, are just your small and humble beings, self-identification."

"You are just lambs!"

The witch heart demon lowered his eyes and looked down at Tria. His expression seemed crazy and twisted, but he was inexplicably rational and calm: "It's ridiculous that the lamb uses its own concept to define the behavior of the shepherd."

"We are not lambs, and you are not above us!"

Tria looked calm, unaffected by the words of the witch heart demon, and said coldly: "One day you will be judged and you will pay the price you deserve for your actions!"

"Judgment... Hahaha!"

The witch heart demon laughed loudly and said, "This world is about to be dominated by me, who can judge me, what is your so-called God?"

"If He really has the power you imagine, why would he let this happen?"

"I'm afraid you don't know that this world has experienced several reincarnations. The church, hell, angels, and demons have all dominated the world. Your so-called God has also been trampled underfoot."

"Power, only power, can dominate everything. This is the truth that you, the lambs, will never understand."

The witch heart demon opened his arms, and the power of death surged, his figure was terrifyingly set off, and there was a faint sense of sacredness: "I will gain real power and become the master of the new world, your only one. God, now... hand over your soul and believe in me!"

Between the words, the undercurrent formed by the power of death quickly poured out, entangled with Tria, and dragged her body and soul into the abyss of death and the **** of the devil.

It was at this time...

"laugh!"

There was a sudden light sound, which was the sound of burning flames, and Wu Xinmo's expression froze suddenly, unable to care about Tria anymore, and immediately turned around and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

On the cross, a little dark red fire light slowly burned in the dead and decaying body, in the chest that the sharp blade penetrated.

Hellfire!

Although the color is completely different from Ghost Rider's Hellfire, it is the same Hellfire.

This witch heart demon can be sure, because the power that supports the burning of the flame is the power of judgment that he is very familiar with, the power of judgment that only **** can have.

The fire of **** is the embodiment of the power of **** judgment. Although it is called the fire of hell, it is not limited to one form of flame.

As long as there is the judgment power of hell, even if it is a piece of ice, it can also be called the fire of hell.

why?

Why does he have hellfire inside him?

Mephisto's backhand, another Ghost Rider?

Wuxinmo's pupils shrank, and immediately raised his hand to shoot a turbulent wave of death, bombarding Ronin on the cross.

"boom!"

Hearing a loud bang, the wave of death bombarded, the cross collapsed and shattered, and Luo Ning's body crashed into the back wall and was directly buried by gravel and dust.

But he did not die, but woke up. The spirit of decay and decay that had been eroded by the power of death began to revive, and the slow and stagnant consciousness was also reactivated, allowing him to regain control of his body.

Now Ronin could clearly feel ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ there was a flame burning in his body.

No, it's not just feeling, he can even clearly "see" the burning of the flame.

Dark red flames ignited, spreading inside his body, in his heart, lungs and flesh and bones, every organ, every inch of muscle, every bone, every drop of blood, every cell...

A dark red flame was burning!

But Luo Ning didn't feel the slightest heat and pain, only felt that there was a majestic life force pouring into his body violently and gently.

How to describe this feeling?

It was as if the riverbed, which had been dry and cracked by the scorching sun for several years, suddenly filled with water.

That majestic power injected a new life into the body that had been decayed and nearly decayed.

The dry muscles quickly filled up, the slack skin also tightened, and the dry and broken silver-white hair, although it did not turn back to black, it also glowed, showing the power of life.

His life was revived, under the fire of this hell--resurrected!

...

"boom!"

All of this is a long time, but in reality it is only a blink of an eye. After a wave of death was blasted out, Wu Xinmo was still worried, and immediately stepped forward to search for Luo Ning's trace, preparing to make another blow.

But he didn't want to, Wuxin Mofang just moved, the wall collapsed, the ruins buried in the gravel burst open, and a big sword spun and flew out, directly in front of him.

Wu Xinmo's pupils shrank, stopped, and looked forward, only to see a figure standing slowly in the cracked ruins, a figure shining with dark red light.

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Ronin!