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Chapter 370 Finally Breaking In
"Damn human, I will turn you into ashes!"

Facing the threat of Demilin, Han Zheng, who had already entered meditation, didn't listen to it at all. He is now enjoying the strengthening of his body, roasted by the dragon flames from the outside world, and nourished and forged by an endless stream of energy in his body. Both strength and defense are improving rapidly.

The rest of the dozen or so necromancers below have stopped singing at this moment, because these necromancers have reached the bottom line of exhaustion and cannot continue to summon the undead to join the battle.

Comilla's death made these necromancers feel sad for a while. They have practiced together for more than a few drunken moons. In the previous two wars between the two worlds, none of these necromancers died, but this time they were killed. It has to be said that it is a kind of sadness that the powerful creatures he summoned were eaten.

Time passed bit by bit, until the dragon flames on the dragon's head slowly shrunk and dissipated, revealing Han Zheng's golden skin, with golden halos flowing on the surface of the skin, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and two golden lights projected And then dissipated.

"Thank you, Big Reptile, for allowing me to cultivate into the Holy Body of Light!"

Han Zheng's whole body shook, and the hard skin on the surface fell off, revealing the pale golden skin inside. This time, under the control of the goblin, all the [-] points of light system energy were absorbed by Han Zheng's body. And the remaining light system energy is less than [-] points.

"The goblin starts to absorb, let no scum of this guy stay!"

"what!"

Demilin's thousand-meter body let out a painful howl. Demilin was extremely tired from maintaining the consumption of Longyan. At this moment, Han Zheng not only failed to be burned to ashes, but felt much stronger than before. His own soul His body was being crazily deprived by this hateful human being, and the pain was unbearable for his tired body.

"Don't bark in paralysis, let me eat with peace of mind for a while!"

Han Zheng pressed one hand on the dragon's head, and punched the dragon's head non-stop with the other hand. The muffled sound caused the rotten meat on Demirin's dragon's head to fly, and bones were already exposed in some places. The two continued to confront under the watchful eyes of a dozen necromancers below.

Western dragons, apart from the unparalleled power of Longyan, are also abnormally powerful physically. If it enters the battlefield of both sides, it will be a moving fortress of ground meat. Mirin was purely dreaming.

Lucifer, who had killed the sky with King Yama, had a few feathers falling from the twelve-winged wings behind him, and King Yama, who was facing him, also had blood from the corner of his mouth, but his jealousy was even stronger.

"Is this human youth a helper you invited? When did the underworld get so bad that we asked people from this world to help!"

Yama didn't care about Lucifer's ridicule, he wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "If you hadn't forcibly opened the barriers between the two worlds, our underworld has already run to the point of perfection, if it weren't for your invasion, how could my underworld There are signs of decline."

"Hmph, don't say it so nicely, our parallel plane is the oldest multi-plane small world in the entire Universal Starfield. If it wasn't for that powerful person back then, our planes would have become The rations of the Demon Realm are gone, we invaded the underworld because we want to strengthen the ethnic group, and we will have the strength to resist the invasion of the Demon Realm in the future."

King Yan Luo sneered at Lucifer's words at all, and sneered: "Don't make yourself so nice, the passage of the Demon Realm here is stable and cannot be expanded, and the ranks of demon heads who can come are also limited. It is useless to talk more. Let's talk about the winner!"

The conversation between King Yan Luo and Lucifer made Qin Guangwang and several kings nod in agreement, "The invasion of the Western Hell is a vanguard for the Demon Realm, eating away our energy first. These crazy guys are obviously bewitched by the Demon Realm. !"

King Qin Guang put away his fist prints, looked at Satan with a flickering expression on the opposite side, and sneered, "It's also very difficult for the demons in the demon realm to come to this star realm, but your hell hasn't violated the bottom line of my hell, otherwise it would be too late." It will destroy your hell."

"It's full of rampant, you are wishful thinking to destroy my hell, at worst, you will die!"

Both Satan and King Qin Guang had severe injuries on their bodies, but neither of them would stop the battle because of their injuries. Both sides fought together again, and in the distant sky, Demilin's huge body was gradually shrinking.

Most of its own energy was absorbed, and it was no longer possible to keep it suspended in the air, and it crashed down to the ground. Lying on the ground, it could only whimper in pain, and it was no longer able to resist Han Zheng's domineering deprivation.

"Oh, I'm going, I'm exhausted, but the energy in your body is so strong that it shocks me!"

Many necromancers behind the light curtain were dumbfounded, and had long forgotten to recover their strength through meditation. In their eyes, the undead dragon king, who was extremely powerful, was easily defeated by Han Zheng, and he seemed to be dying.

Three hours later, the thousand-meter-long Demirin's body had shrunk to ten meters in size, and his aura was already as thin as a thread. Han Zheng finally let go of his hands, walked down from its miniature dragon body, and kicked him. Demilin, who was about to die, grinned and showed his white teeth.

"How is it? Is this a comfortable and unforgettable experience for the rest of my life?"

Throwing Demirin's body into the light curtain, many necromancers who were in a daze all rushed up when they saw this, and each waved their crutches in grief and anger and smashed on Demirin's body.

Seeing this, Han Zheng felt pity for these necromancers in his heart, but he still walked towards the light curtain without stopping. The golden halo around his body emerged from his body, bathing him in a peaceful halo, and he walked away. Entered the light curtain and walked through it easily.

Han Zheng walked in from the formation light curtain as if nothing had happened. A group of necromancers who were furiously beating Demirin's corpse didn't realize that behind them, there was a young man with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. their atrocities.

"Okay, this kind of behavior of guessing and flogging someone's corpse after death is too base. Since you want to avenge your companions, then go to another world and take revenge on this dragon king with your companions!"

Han Zheng saw the dismembered Demirin, he didn't seem to want to waste time, after all, the task entrusted to him by the wheel king has not been completed, and this group of angry necromancers must die, and they are dead scumbags Can't be left.

"Paralyzed, how did you get in here?"

"Paralyze your grandma, you bear! When this guy comes in, quickly summon the guards to protect yourself!"

Many necromancers have long understood that the strongman who killed Demirin even after playing and playing, just these necromancers without any combat power are lambs waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board!
(End of this chapter)