After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

Under the monstrous demonic light, the demon gods watching in secret felt their eyes stinging and their hearts filled with horror.

It turns out that Sun Wukong, who is as powerful as the Monkey King, has to be called the third brother of the Peng Demon King. It turns out that he was weak before because his memory was not fully restored.

How powerful will such a terrifying person be able to unleash the power of his past life once he fully recovers his memory?

Lucifer's face had already turned extremely ugly, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he was a little unsure. He was familiar with Sun Wukong. After all, he had been beaten many times before, but Sun Wukong's third brother...

He really didn't know him, but he saw that Fang Xiu's arrogance really didn't look like what he acted. If he didn't have such confidence, how could he be so arrogant?

The most important thing is that before, Fang Xiu was still at the third level. How long ago, the opponent was already at the second level and could defeat Lu Dongbin. This crazy speed of increasing strength can only awaken the memory of his previous life.

Could it be that the other person was really a stronger person than Sun Wukong in his previous life? Just keep a low profile, so your reputation is not obvious?

Lucifer, who couldn't think of the answer, simply stopped thinking about it. He didn't care how strong Fang Xiu was in his previous life. Anyway, he was only a second-grade man now and couldn't turn the palm of his hand.

"Peng Demon King, no matter what your identity was in your previous life, if you violate the rules of hell, you will still die!"

Lucifer's eyes glowed with a ghostly light, deep and strange, like a black hole. He raised his right hand, and a black sword filled with demonic energy appeared in his hand.

The sword was black and shiny, like obsidian, crystal clear, with a sharp cold light flashing on the edge of the sword. When it appeared, an extremely cold aura suddenly filled the place.

"Armageddon!"

He stood the sword in front of his chest, then suddenly raised it and stabbed into the sky.

Boom!

An infinite amount of magic light shot out from the long sword and shot straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a black light burst out from the sky. The black light rotated, stirring the wind and clouds, forming a huge vortex like a black hole, more like an abyss trying to swallow up all life.

Lucifer stared at Fang Xiu coldly and said indifferently: "I will judge you on behalf of hell. Die, Demon King Peng!"

He waved his sword gently, and suddenly, the vortex in the sky rotated rapidly. A dark ball that was huge enough to cover the sky poked out from the vortex, and immediately fell with a crash.

"What a weak attack. Today, my king will show you what real power is!"

"Ten Thousand Demons Chaozong!" Cold and cold words spat out from Fang Xiu's mouth, resounding throughout the world.

It was as if a drop of ink had been dropped into the sky and the earth. The ink spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the sky, causing the heaven and earth to fall into eternal night.

A pair of ferocious and terrifying eyes opened in the eternal night, and a towering demonic figure emerged, guarding Fang Xiu, worshiping devoutly.

He lightly threw the divine feather spear in his hand, whoosh!

The Divine Feather Spear rushed towards the huge black ball like a meteor, and all the demonic shadows in the sky were injected into this spear.

Two extremely powerful demon gods faced each other in the void, with unparalleled demonic power. They each used their most powerful moves. Such an unprecedented battle shocked many demon gods in hell.

Everyone is paying attention, and at the same time, no one thinks that Fang Xiu can defeat Lucifer's clone.

Lucifer has stood in hell for endless years, and his reputation is second only to the devil Satan. This is not a false name, but a real combat power.

Without Satan, Lucifer would be the pinnacle of Hell's combat power. Even the other seven angels of Hell, who are also first-grade demon gods, would be slightly inferior.

There is also a gap between the first level, just like in this world, we are all human beings. Some people only have a cold four billion kary at the lowest point in their lives, while some people can only have four billion kary at their peak. Numbers are the same thing.

This is the case with Lucifer and other first-class demon gods. It is no exaggeration to say that even his clone has the strength to fight with other first-class demon gods, and can even defeat some weak ones.

In the eyes of the demons, no matter how strong Fang Xiu is, he cannot escape the second-grade category. How can he win? Why win?

It is extremely incredible to be able to hold on for an hour or three.

However, from the moment when the Doomsday Judgment and the Ten Thousand Demons Chaozong collided, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

I saw that the divine spear, which carried the power of ten thousand demons and was surrounded by countless demonic shadows, easily penetrated the huge black ball with overwhelming force.

Like a steel needle puncturing a balloon.

Boom!

The endless torrent of energy exploded, almost sweeping through the entire hell. The dazzling light stung the eyes of the demons, making it impossible to open them. There were even countless weak demons who were driven away at this moment.

When the immeasurable magic light dissipated, the demons couldn't believe their eyes.

I saw that the aloof and arrogant Lucifer had fallen from the altar, with a golden spear stuck in his chest, nailing him to the ground.

The extremely impactful picture made the whole hell fall silent, and only the sound of neither light nor heavy footsteps echoed between heaven and earth.

The owner of the footsteps walked up to Lucifer, looked down from a high position, and with a scornful smile on his lips, he grasped the magic gun on Lucifer's chest.

"The first angel of hell? Nothing more than that."

puff!

The magic gun was pulled out, and Lucifer, who had long lost all vitality, was annihilated inch by inch, turned into a little rain of light, and was sucked into Fang Xiu's belly.

The clone is also meat.

Fang Xiu held the magic gun in his hand and looked around: "Is there anyone else who wants to judge this king? Get out of here."

The sound was as loud as the sound of thunder, but no one in hell dared to respond.

The jealous angel clone on the side had already been shocked to the point of numbness. He looked at Fang Xiu in disbelief, as if he had met him for the first time.

"You...you actually defeated Lucifer's clone? What kind of strength did you have in your previous life!?"

After hearing this, Fang Xiu slowly turned around and glanced at the jealous angel: "What? Do you want to give it a try?"

The jealous angel's expression suddenly changed. In front of so many demons in the whole hell, he looked a little confused. He was shocked and angry and said: "Demon King Peng, don't forget, you are still my subordinate now!"

"Subordinate?" Fang Xiu smiled ferociously: "Have I given you too much face, Leviathan?"

"Presumptuous!" The jealous angel was furious. He didn't expect Fang Xiu to actually dare to call him by his name. But then he thought about it, he even dared to kill Lucifer's clone, so what else could he not dare to do?

"You dare to give orders to this king just because you have some status in hell? You are the seven angels of hell, don't you think I am the king?"

"You!" The jealous angel wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Fang Xiu.

"When I am happy, you are the seven angels of hell. If I am unhappy, who do you think you are?"

"Peng Demon King, you have already committed an unforgivable felony in hell, and now you dare to..."

boom!

A golden spear with the power of all demons penetrated the void and penetrated directly into the face of the jealous angel.