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Just now, a stone rolled a little distance.

This discovery made him look happy.

"there!"

"This time, let's see how you escape!"

The blood-robed old man murmured, his figure flickered, and he disappeared instantly.

He appeared at the place where the stone rolled, stretched out his grasping hand, and grabbed it forward.

however.

As soon as I grabbed it, I didn't catch anything.

"not good."

The blood-robed old man's scalp exploded, and he turned around quickly.

What was waiting for him was a cloud of black powder, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye.

This is exactly the Pogui Pill!

It is also effective for the blood-robed old man.

As soon as this thing came out, the blood-robed old man's strength instantly dropped by [-]%.

Su Ziyang showed his figure, looking at the blood-robed old man with a half-smile.

"you you……"

The blood-robed old man pointed at Su Ziyang, furious.

"What are you? Old guy, you are only allowed to hit me, and I am not allowed to hit you?"

After finishing speaking, Su Ziyang raised the Nether Dagger, pointed it at his heart, and stabbed it hard.

The hand speed is like a motor, going back and forth rapidly.

Every few times, a burst of huge red damage will burst out.

Ding, trigger a critical strike.

Ding, trigger a fatal blow.

Ding, trigger the fatal damage of the Nether Dagger.

-900.

Three kinds of damage, triggered together, unexpectedly only exploded 900 million damage.

This old guy has extremely high defense.

If he didn't use the Breaking Pill, I'm afraid he still can't beat him.

"Pounce..."

The dagger kept stabbing the blood-robed old man's chest crazily.

-16

-252

……

Different red numbers kept floating up.

Less than a second.

The blood-robed old man's life value was only a little bit left.

It only takes one blow to end his life.

Su Ziyang was very decisive, and without slowing down, he stabbed the blood-robed old man's chest.

-500

A huge red number floated up.

"Isn't it time to die?"

Su Ziyang's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, full of disbelief.

I saw that the blood-robed old man's health had returned to its original state.

Full blood?

shit.

There are ten thousand impulses to curse people rushing through my body.

"Little guy, this seat is immortal, and you alone can't beat this seat to death."

The old man in the blood robe showed a contemptuous smile.

"Is that true?"

After Su Ziyang finished speaking, he stepped on the blood-robed old man's head with one foot, raised his dagger, and stabbed wildly.

After two seconds.

The old man in the blood robe had bottomed out his blood volume. The last stab at Su Ziyang pierced through his health, and his health returned to its original state.

"This……"

At this moment, Su Ziyang was stunned.

This is also a yarn!

Such a pervert, who is the opponent?

"Little guy, when I recover, I will definitely cramp your tendons and peel your skin!"

"You must have only a few methods, right?"

The blood-robed old man looked at Su Ziyang jokingly, and said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Su Ziyang snorted coldly, and used the same method to stab the blood-robed old man to death again.

However, after a while, he was back to normal again.

"Damn, damn it!"

Su Ziyang cursed inwardly, watching the duration of the Shattering Pill pass by little by little, he secretly thought it was not good.

Afterwards, he glanced at the demon clan standing in the distance, ready to rush over at any time, and couldn't help frowning in thought.

If it wasn't for Poui Pill, let alone the blood-robed old man, even the other two demon elders would be hard for him to deal with.

"How to do?"

Look at their staring eyes.

Su Ziyang stomped on the face of the blood-robed old man with his foot, and stomped down.

"boom……"

With every foot, there was a roar.

The blood-robed old man's face was distorted and deformed, making it difficult to make a sound.

Then, using the same method, he stomped on the blood-robed old man with his foot.

After a while.

The blood-robed old man's body was completely out of human form, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

Under Su Ziyang's feet, the blood-robed old man turned over repeatedly and stomped fiercely. Finally, he was stomped into a ball shape.

However, his life value is still strong, and he has not died.

Su Ziyang was surprised, as long as the old man in the blood robe does not lose his life, he will not return to his human form.

Such a scene strongly stimulated the eyes of the demon crowd watching.

They looked at Su Ziyang with horror in their eyes.

"The Great Elder was beaten so badly?"

"It's scary, this Linghuang is too scary!"

"Third Elder, why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and help the First Elder!"

"I want to go to you, the old man is not immortal, if he dies, he will really die!"

Such a voice kept ringing.

Su Ziyang kicked the blood-robed old man over like a ball, and then raised his middle finger at them, "You have the guts, come and chase me!"

After finishing speaking, Su Ziyang left quickly like lightning.

The faces of the people standing there were all changing, and no one dared to rush forward to chase Su Ziyang.

Shortly after.

The blood-robed old man recovered.

"What? You didn't go after him!"

"A bunch of trash, a bunch of idiots! If that guy didn't have the Pill, would he be able to deal with me?" The blood-robed old man let out a hysterical roar.

Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads with wry smiles.

"Great Elder, I'll go after him!"

"Come back to me! Do you think you can still catch up? If you catch up, you can fight again?"

"This?"

"Hmph, he can't escape, big things matter!"

"Yes……"

Everyone walked back one by one.

At this moment.

"A bunch of trash!"

A loud shout sounded.

Including the man in the red robe, everyone had expressions of fear on their faces as they bowed down one after another.

……

Chapter 147 Demon Pharaoh

All I saw was a figure descending from the sky.

He is an old man, dressed in common clothes, looks extremely simple.

Even the breath on his body is inaudible, just like a mortal.

However, none of the people present dared to underestimate him.

"A bunch of trash." The old man's voice was cold.

Seeing this person, the faces of a group of demons changed drastically.

Including the red-robed old man, everyone bowed down.

"Meet the Pharaoh!"

The voice is neat.

"Hmph!" The commoner man snorted coldly.

Hearing this cold snort in everyone's ears, they couldn't help but feel their scalps explode, and they prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

"What's going on? Tell me, Menglang," said the old man in civilian clothes.

The red-robed old man, that is, the Great Elder trembled and bowed his body, "Go back to Pharaoh, the Spirit Emperor just now..."

Menglang recounted what had just happened.