Demon King Evolution History

About twelve or thirteen years old.

The golden 'color' curly hair depicts elegant curves, reflecting an extremely upright beauty.

A classic doll created by a rare puppeteer who put his whole life on the line.

This is the only way to describe it, the beauty of the completed childhood.

The coquettish black dress she was wearing was just like her.

"Welcome, Master. Genivia, I sincerely welcome you."

The beautiful girl suddenly knelt down on the beach and fell on the ground.

There was no one in front of her bowed head.

Only the vast ocean connected to the Pacific Ocean.

However, there was an answering voice.

"There is no need for etiquette, the ancestor of the gods. Save the boring greetings and get into the topic."

Beautiful sound reminiscent of Yueqin tone 'Se'.

This sound is overflowing between 'waves' and 'waves'.

The nearby seawater slowly gathered and turned into a woman's figure.

"The report you sent to the Lushan Temple is enough to 'stimulate' my curiosity. Therefore, I order you. If you want to 'give' me the dying snake of disobedience, hurry up. Then we can talk other things."

The groan of a lion, the roar of a tiger.

This bel canto has the power to rival the king of beasts.

Sea water has now become a peerless beauty.

The face is just like the cheeks of 'Jade', and the standing posture is like a mimosa.

The black hair comparable to silk was braided into three braids and stood upright.

He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Wrapped around the body is a white Hanfu for women.

This is the figure of a girl standing peacefully among the waves.

"Understood, the leader is here, Anshela."

The girl named Genivia called softly towards the sea.

In the sea behind the girl she called the leader.

Sand... sand... 'waves' undulate back and forth.

After waiting for several minutes, finally the third 'woman' appeared.

'Wave' carried her body and carried her to the beach of Yami Island.

She is known in Los Angeles as the Witch of the Patriarch Anshera.

It is full of scars.

His young limbs were covered with countless red and black scars.

Now Anxiela could only accept the blow of 'wave' and 'flower', panting on her back.

The evil look of the witch who has done all kinds of bad things has completely disappeared.

Floating on her face that had been wiped away by the coldness of the sea, now there is only death.

"...So it turns out, this is indeed the bloodline of the ancestors. Moreover, the aura floating on her body...the seal of the dragon and snake has been broken."

"Yes. I have to do this in order to fight against the leader's peer John Pluto Smith."

Facing the beautiful lady who was looking down on the dying witch, Genivia said respectfully.

"Are there any kings of the same rank as me with this name?"

"It is the king who appeared in the New Continent, the leader Luo Hao."

The surname is Luo, the name is Cuilian, and the word is Hao.

He is known as the leader of Luo Hao.

This is the name of the beautiful woman.

Luo Hao just nodded to Gunivia's explanation.

It has been 200 years since she usurped the power of God.

She hadn't surveyed her peers born during this time, nor was she interested in doing so.

Just remember the name.

Just this level.

Luo Cuilian is the only person in the sky and the world, the ultimate martial artist who has reached the state of being invincible and seeking defeat.

There is absolutely no need to show your majesty to others.