Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 58 I Want to Cultivate Immortals, Cut the Thorns with the Sword

[Host, are you okay...] Xiao Ai feels that since Yan Wei left with the demon army, Mu Xuan's state is a little bit wrong, whether it's the tense emotions or... the indifferent expression, everything shows her ,bad mood.

[What can happen, I just want to hammer the Heavenly Dao of this world to death. ] Muxuan said calmly that this was the tenth time she had wiped Jiyue's blade, her eyes eager to try.

Xiao Ai sensed an inexplicable danger, and her intuition told her that the host might really want to do what she said.

[Sister Xiaoxuan~ Don’t you want to have a sweet relationship with the little villain?Think about Yan Wei, the heroine Su Mo'er is still alive and kicking, it's not worth fighting with Tiandao now. ] Xiao Ai tried her best to persuade, a little flattering.

Just kidding, its host seems to have some hidden skills, if it really doesn't care about it and hammers away the way of heaven, how can the little villain in this world be cured.

Mu Xuan pursed her lips, drawing a cruel arc like a demon that sucks people's soul. Seeing that Xiao Ai's round face was too tense, Mu Xuan smiled lightly and said, "Who said I'm going to fight Heaven with my life?" Does it match?

It's good for Xiao Ai to feel relieved. The Healing Department is here to save the crumbling world, not to accelerate the collapse of the world.

Muxuan thought, where should I start to smash Gou Tiandao?
The one-person unified channel is not on the same line, but it shows the bewildered smile of the partner.

The headquarters of the demons, the demon world.

Yan Wei is experiencing a coup.

The demon generals under him discovered that he did not really control the power of the heart demon. The heart demon was the last demon king in the demon world. He died thousands of years ago in the battle between humans and demons. On Yan Wei.

The Demon Realm has had no master for many years, and it has always been the Right Protector who is the most powerful. The ambition of power has wiped out his loyalty. How can a newborn king, a Demon Lord who rejects his demon blood in his heart, compare to him who has always led the Demon Race? Protector You has long believed that he is already the master of the Demon Realm.

Blood oozes from the corner of Yan Wei's mouth, and the veins on the back of his hands are bulging, and he is still trying to support himself.

In the devil's palace, ferocious demons besieged the thin young man. Under the throne, a lot of demon corpses had already piled up.

A small monster rushed over and bit off a piece of meat on Yan Wei's left arm, dripping with blood, Yan Wei endured the pain in his body, and dealt with the seemingly endless demons, big and small.

"Hey, there are two things. It is worthy of being the... demon clan who devoured the previous demon master? Oh, forgot, you still think that you are a human being in your heart. After all, humans raised you." The right protector sneered, watching from the sidelines At the same time, continue to beep, he is one of the few demons with human-like scheming, other demons are mostly rude, ignorant, respecting strength, and even drink blood like a beast.

Yan Wei was already a little bit exhausted, he didn't know whether it was the blood from the demons or the blood from his wound, the sweat wet his forehead and hair, seeping into his eyes before he could wipe them off, the tingling sensation in his eyes woke him up a bit.

The right protector was a little proud: "When the deity has leveled the cultivation world, I will send your master as a companion. The human soul is extraordinarily pure, it must be a great tonic." He licked his purple-black lips, salivating.

"Master once said that villains die because they talk too much." This was the first sentence Yan Wei said, deep and hoarse.

A tiny red flame had pierced through the heart of the right guardian.

"Uh..." How, possible?
You Hufa never expected that Yan Wei, whom he had always looked down on and could not be called his opponent at all, would crush his illusions when he was at his happiest.

The swordsmanship inherited Mu Xuan's style, and Yan Wei cut off the head of the right guardian very neatly, lifted his hair, and walked up to the throne on the high step with blood dripping all the way.

The boy's handsome face was as white as jade, and on his forehead was the phantom of a flower of the other shore, like a god under the moon, Ling Lingran was inviolable.

The rest of the demons threw themselves to the ground and paid homage to their new master.

Under the throne, there are blood and stumps all over the place, but above the throne is the supreme honor, and the winner will eventually write his new chapter.

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