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- Isn¡¯t this a joke?
"What a joke!"
"Don't talk nonsense! How could I, the Demon God of Glory, become someone else's pawn?"
The Demon God of Light said.
"Pathetic!" Tianleizi raised his head and looked at the Demon God of Light, with a strange look on his face.
"Pathetic?" When the Demon God Guangyao heard this, he looked at Tianleizi in confusion.
"Yes, it's sad! You are a chess piece, but you don't know your identity. It's simply sad!"
"Perhaps, you have never even met your senior! This is even more sad!"
Tianleizi shook his head and said, he is completely loyal to his senior now. After all, his senior has given him a great fortune. In his opinion, his senior is simply his reborn parent.
¡°What on earth are you people talking about? Why can¡¯t I understand a word of it!¡±
The Demon God of Light said extremely speechlessly.
"My master is already here!"
At this time, Long Er raised his head, looked at the Demon God of Light, and said lightly.
"Does that mean he fell into my illusion? If he is so powerful, he should come out soon!"
The Demon God of Light said secretly.
"That's because my master likes to be addicted to weak monks and can't extricate himself! Hey, you don't understand! After all, they are not in the same realm! He also calls himself a master of cultivating immortals!"
"I think you are nothing!" Long Er said with great disdain.
"I'm not?"
When the Demon God Guangyao heard this, he thought it was very funny. He looked at Long Er and said, "Hahaha!"
A person who is nothing says something like this to him?
Isn¡¯t this funny?
And, this world was created by him!
He is the Demon God of Glory!
"Joke!"
"Here comes the sword!"
He suddenly spoke.
As his voice fell, the void in front of him suddenly trembled, and then, a sharp sword slowly emerged.
"Go with the sword!"
He said again, and as his voice fell, the sword went straight forward!
"Now, a total of 1,280 people have fallen into my illusion! That means the master you call is among them!"
"My sword can affect people's minds. Once they are hit by this sword, those people will vomit blood immediately!"
"Be serious, you are seriously injured!"
"If it gets any more serious, your soul will be gone!"
The Demon God of Glory spoke indifferently, with indifference in his voice: "If he is really an expert, he will definitely be able to withstand my sword!"
"Then I know who he is!"
The voice fell.
He waved his right hand.
The sword buzzed and trembled, and turned into one thousand two hundred and eighty sharp swords. The tip of each sharp sword was spitting out a bright cold light.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The next moment, these one thousand two hundred and eighty sharp swords disappeared into the void.
I fell into one thousand two hundred and eighty illusions and disappeared.
??In fantasy.
These monks simply cannot withstand the power of this sword.
Most of the monks vomited blood, and their faces became extremely pale at this moment.
Mo Fan was walking alone in the land of birds and flowers. As he walked, he shouted: "Long'er?"
"Qingqing?"
"Baby?"
He moved forward, walking on the mountain road, but found that there was no one around.
At this moment, a sword suddenly appeared in front, floating, buzzing, and making a sword cry.
Looking at the sword, Mo Fan didn't have any fear on his face, because he didn't feel any killing intent in the sword.
At the same time, outside.
The picture freezes!
"Is it this person?"
The Demon God of Light raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him. At this moment, he waved his right hand, and a curtain of water rose into the sky.
Everyone looked up.
There is a picture in this water lotus.
In the picture, Mo Fan is walking alone. As he walks, he shouts: "Long'er?"
"Qingqing?"
Everyone looked up, and when they saw this scene, the corners of their eyes twitched.
"The boss deserves to be a boss, directing and acting like this"?The ability is really strong! "
Pharaoh raised his head, looked at the senior in the picture, and sighed, admiring him so much that he fell to the ground.
"Is this the person you call the master?"
¡°You¡¯re so damn good at pretending!¡±
The Demon God of Glory looked at Mo Fan in the picture and couldn't help but say.
"Go to the sword!" He raised his right hand, then moved forward a little.
The sword in front of Mo Fan buzzed, but soon, the sword went in the opposite direction and landed directly on the Demon God of Glory.
"What!"
When the Demon God of Light saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly raised his hands to resist. Suddenly, a barrier appeared in front of him.
This is an energy barrier.
The sharp sword pierced the energy barrier.
boom!
A low roar resounded.
Immediately, the entire figure of the Guangyao Demon God kept retreating.
He looked at the scene in front of him and his face darkened.
Although he did not directly attack the senior, he could see that the man's strength was extraordinary.
"Light Spirit Sword, why did you attack me? Did he control you?"
The Demon God of Glory raised his head, stared at the sharp sword in front of him that was spitting out bright sword light, and asked.
¡°No, I attacked you myself!¡± The Light Spirit Sword trembled and said.
""
The Demon God of Light was extremely speechless: "I am your master, and you attack me?"
Is this a brain disease?
"Yes!"
The Light Spirit Sword actually said righteously: "Master, I am saving you! That man has tremendous power, you can't mess with him!"
"I can't be offended? This world was created by me. You say I can't be offended?"
The Demon God of Light chuckled, thinking this was very funny. Is there anyone in this world that he can't afford to offend?
Maybe, but it¡¯s definitely not this person!
"Master, I really do it for your own good, so please don't seek death!"
Light Spirit Sword said.
"Look at your sword!" Seeing this scene, the third-generation Demon Emperor stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the glorious Demon God in front of him, and said, "It's a lot of work!"
"The so-called person who knows the current affairs is a hero!"
Pharaoh also said.
"If he is really an expert, then why doesn't he crack my illusion?"
"Could it be"
He thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed: "Am I trapped in this person's illusion?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Senior is so powerful?
If this is the case, it would be terrible.
After all, they can¡¯t sense it either.
"Could it be that we are all in the illusion of our seniors?" Long Er's eyes widened, feeling extremely surprised and unbelievable.
"No, no, impossible! This is impossible!"
At this moment, the Guangyao Demon God fell into the abyss and covered his head.
And at this moment, a sudden voice sounded from the front, with a hint of surprise: "So you are here!"
"I've been looking for you for a long time!"
Behind him, a figure walked slowly.
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