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Although the Demon Emperor couldn't figure out why Chen Heng wanted to die, he still did as he said.

Soon, Aunt Hu and General Feng gathered in an open space behind the camp.

The three emperor-level demons from the entire Eastern Demon Alliance gathered together and looked at Chen Heng in confusion.

Even Aunt Hu, who was usually stern and unsmiling, now looked at Chen Heng in confusion.

‘This kid didn’t have his brain damaged in the battle with the evil dragon, right? ’

"My request is simple, kill me."

Chen Heng pointed at himself with his thumb and placed the new clothes far away.

"But Mr. Chen, why do you have such a request..."

General Feng still didn't understand, and his red eyes the size of red beans were full of doubts.

"Don't worry, just fuck me."

Chen Heng didn't plan to explain so much to them, so he just lay down on the ground in a Tai shape.

Then he activated the immortal body of Shura and transformed into a six-armed Shura.

In order to make it easier for the three emperor-level demons to kill him, Chen Heng didn't even use the golden pattern.

I'm afraid these guys can't even break his golden pattern.

"Come on, come on! Fuck me!"

The three emperor-level demons looked at each other, but in the end they chose to take action.

The three of them first tentatively threw a few low-level magic spells at them, but found that even Chen Heng's oily skin couldn't be broken.

"Tsk, try harder. Is this what the emperor-level demon is capable of?" Chen Heng raised his head and glanced at the three demon emperors.

"You two, since it is Mr. Chen's request, let's take it seriously!"

The Demon King nodded towards Aunt Hu and General Feng, and their shadows appeared behind the three of them.

Especially Aunt Hu. The nine big tails behind her kept dancing, and countless magic spells fell on Chen Heng.

General Feng is different. He uses physical attacks mixed with magic.

A pair of giant hammers composed of black mist fell on Chen Heng like raindrops, and the force even caused the surrounding ground to slowly sink.

The Demon Emperor stayed where he was, seeming to be practicing his ultimate move.

But no matter how Aunt Hu and General Feng tried to tear Chen Heng's body apart, his body would completely recover in the blink of an eye.

"That's not right. Why do I feel like I've spent so much time fighting in vain?"

General Feng was so tired that he was out of breath, but Chen Heng was still intact.

It can't be said that it is intact, but it will recover instantly as soon as the wound appears. The frequency of their attacks cannot beat Chen Heng's recovery speed.

If this continues, they won't be able to kill Chen Heng even if they are exhausted.

"Tsk, try harder!"

Chen Heng raised his head and shouted with some dissatisfaction.

As soon as he raised his head, Chen Heng saw a giant fireball crashing down on him.

No, it’s not a fireball, it’s a mini sun!

"Hahaha! I haven't used this move in many years. It feels really good to unleash it!"

The Demon King laughed heartily and felt refreshed.

This mini sun directly illuminates the surrounding night sky, which is not much different from dawn.

People far away in the camp were also frightened awake by the light and came over to watch the fun.

Especially Bai Jun, this kid was sleeping soundly due to excessive consumption, but the light of the mini sun directly penetrated his eyelids and woke him up from his sweet dream.

"Well, what's going on?"

After a period of tremors, the originally flat open space disappeared, and a magma pool spewing high-temperature gas appeared in front of the three emperor-level demons.

"Just die..."

Aunt Hu had completely lost confidence in herself. She even thought that Chen Heng could survive such a terrifying attack.

"Roughly the same?"

After so many years, General Feng knew for the first time what it meant to suspect a demon.

The effect of his magic spell and fog hammer on Chen Heng was almost the same as nothing...

"Absolutely dead. That was the secret blood method that I used to squeeze out all the demonic power. I don't believe it..."

But before the Demon Emperor could finish his words, a snow-white skeleton stood out from the magma pool.

"It's okay. It can still be used if doubled."

The skeleton returned to its original appearance almost in the blink of an eye.

It’s Chen Heng!

Under the siege of three emperor-level demons, Chen Heng, who did not use any ability except Shura's immortal body, was successfully killed once.

Now Chen Heng was relieved. Although he had lost his weakness, he would still die if he was completely burned to a crisp.

"Thank you for your hard work. Just go ahead and do whatever you need to do."

After bowing his hands to the three emperor-level demons, Chen Heng put on the new clothes placed far away and left.

Only three great demons of the imperial realm were left with almost broken Taoist hearts.

"Am I... getting old?" Aunt Hu looked at her hands, which were still as white and tender as jade, and then turned to look at the Demon Emperor.

"No, Mr. Chen is a strong man who can beat evil dragons. It's already good that we can do this."

The Demon King was open-minded and spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face.

"That's true, I feel like no one in this world can be Mr. Chen's opponent, right?"

General Feng nodded, fully agreeing with the Demon Emperor's statement.

"It's not necessarily that the royal family of Daliang is more terrifying than the evil dragon."

The Demon King shook his head and looked towards the beam thousands of miles away.

"Those weird-eating lunatics."

"By the way, the evil dragons are all dead. Hurry up and ask the border guards to control their demon soldiers and generals. Don't let them harass the human race."

"This can be regarded as repaying Mr. Chen's great kindness."

"And if the Daliang royal family gets anxious, it won't be easy for us to deal with it..."

......

After verifying that he could indeed die, Chen Heng stopped fussing that night.

After a solid sleep, I stood in the middle of the camp refreshed the next morning.

"Your name is Chen Heng, right?" A cold voice sounded behind Chen Heng.

Chen Heng turned around and saw Qiu Yongling, who was almost recovered from her injuries, standing behind him.

"Let's talk about Jun'er."

"What's the use of telling me? Let's talk to that boy Bai Jun ourselves." Chen Heng raised his eyebrows. He wouldn't stick to Bai Jun and prevent him from leaving.

"No, I have given up the idea of ​​taking Jun'er back to the door."

Qiu Yongling shook her head and her voice became softer.

"The Killing Path seems to be quite suitable for that child, and he will have much more knowledge by your side than inside the door."

"You have the ability to kill evil dragons, so protecting Jun'er will not be a problem."

"And I can see from just one day that you are a good person, otherwise the Demon Emperor and the others wouldn't have helped you yesterday."

"I especially like the fact that you protect your shortcomings. Jun'er won't be bullied by others when you are by your side."

"You are talking nonsense. How could my people be bullied by others?" Chen Heng nodded, agreeing with Qiu Yongling's statement.

It's just a matter of opinion whether he bullies Bai Jun or not.

After all, that kid is quite fun to bully...

"If you have time, come and visit us. We will sweep the couch to welcome you at any time."

Finally, Qiu Yongling left the camp with a flying sword after leaving behind a white jade token.

But why does Chen Heng think this girl is still a little lame?