Commanding Wind and Cloud

Mu Nazhence watched Tucha's eyeballs rolling back and forth, and felt a little more proud. When he saw this big black man, he knew his pride and domineering. There must be very few people who would offend him on weekdays. This kind of monster relies on its own strength. With extreme self-confidence and domineering, he must not be able to stand insults.

When a powerful demon can't bear the insult, he will definitely kill his opponent! The corners of Mu Nazhence's lips curled into a villain's triumphant smile, so in order to kill himself, this demon would agree to allow everyone to enter the underground palace, so as to give him an excuse to kill him.

"Since Her Royal Highness asked to enter, let's all go in."

Tucha smiled confidently. The combat strength of Lucifer Liushui's subordinates had already been fully exposed. Speaking of which, only the Torrent Flying Mirror still had some ability, but it was a pity that he was still injured.

Even if it doesn't hurt. Tucha is also confident that he can win the opponent, and at the same time, he can also beat all the other demons who entered the underground palace to the ground.

Half holy! Tucha is very aware of his own strength, even if the demons led by Lucifer are in their prime, they cannot pose a real threat to him.

"Hurry up and get out of the way! You stupid monster!" Mu Nazhence pushed Tucha's body, which was in front of him, and walked deep into the tunnel with a domineering attitude.

Tucha stood on the steps and looked at Mu Nazhence coldly, sneering as if looking at a dead body, you stupid low-level fool, do you really think that giving the princess a torrent flying mirror can cover you? madness! It's just too stupid!

Today, even if His Majesty the Great Demon King came here in person, I absolutely cannot let this low-level fool live, I must kill him! Total kill!

"Why are there so many stairs? Don't you know that Master Flying Mirror is not in good health? Build so many stairs!"

Mu Nazhence kept swearing and cursing, and Tucha followed behind with a gloomy face, just kept sneering, and said in his heart: "Scream! Curse! The more arrogant you are, the faster you will die! There are few demons that I hate more than humans, and you, a lowly demon, are one."

"Why are there so many coffins? What a terrible place."

Mu Muzhence's croaking voice immediately attracted the attention of many inscription masters, and all of them showed displeasure, and they all looked at Tucha with almost reproachful eyes.

where is this place? The place of the sacred heart of Lucifer! It's not a place where all demons can casually step in!

Tucha felt the reproachful eyes of the inscription masters around him, and there was even more anger in his heart. These inscription masters were basically the prince's cronies. He could kill the torrent flying mirror, but he couldn't be angry with these inscription masters. They were all the prince's future help.

Lucifer Liushui looked at the shocking scene in front of him for a long time and couldn't calm down the emotions in his heart. There is such a thing in the fallen city, and even a princess doesn't know it at all.

Duan Fengbuer repeatedly praised, the grandeur of this place can even be compared to the secret realm of Hydra's bloodline! The bloodline of the fallen angels should not be underestimated!

Seeing everyone's surprised and shocked reactions, Tu finally had a smug smile on his lips. I knew that you ignorant demons would be shocked by the scene in front of you.

"There are still such a big coffin, what a waste! These coffins are all taken out and melted, how many swords can be forged, and how many humans can be killed? The Lucifer family is really stupid!"

Mu Nazhence let go of his energetic hand, and walked in the group of coffins in a mighty manner, aiming at the largest coffin that was full of coercion, as if it was about to go straight to the stars, and existed like a pillar supporting the stars.

The idiot! Tucha looked at Mu Nazhence coldly, and in the next moment he could put you in an almost hallucinatory state.

"What a mess! Such a big metal coffin!"

Mu Nazhence yelled loudly, his brows had already been tightly frowned, resisting the mental interference emanating from the sacred metal ball above the coffin, his steps became faster and faster.

This is... The smile on Tucha's face suddenly froze. This stupid low-level demon has already broken through the distance of the illusion barrier. No demon can cross that line without seeing the illusion! Even if His Majesty the Great Devil King came personally, he also stood there and saw the illusion.

But now! A lowly demon actually crossed that line without stopping, and was still walking fast.

How is this going? Tucha's eyebrows twitched and twitched, how could this be?

Chance! Super Void Soul! Super Void Soul! The three fighting hearts in Qian Jin burst out instantly, and the two fighting seals instantly opened up the power of the fighting skills to the maximum, and the fourth hammer of Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers burst out suddenly! Explosion from the bottom up! The violent soul domain is full of three fighting hearts, full of two super virtual soul fighting skills, and full of the blow of Shengfeng's eighteen hammers!

Boom! For the first time, the sound of thunder exploded from the energetic fist. The tyrannical killing intent compared to the explosive force was like a real volcano.

not good! Sneak attack! Almost at the same time when Tucha launched a sneak attack vigorously, he felt the taste of a torrent of iron and blood. The power of the semi-holy was fully activated in an instant. He wanted to avoid the sudden blow, but he was still distracted by the performance of the dull Zhence, and could not avoid the punch.

If you can't avoid it, just block it! Tucha's huge black snake fighting spirit ascended into his body again, and the tyrannical force caused countless hard scales to grow on the surface of his body, as if his body was covered with a soldier-level chain mail.

Boom! The vigorous fists were solidly imprinted on Tucha's waist. The tyrannical force was as tyrannical as a volcanic eruption. Those scale-like body guards shattered and splashed instantly.

"Ah!" Tucha wailed in pain, his forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat, and his body flew sideways with the violent punch, which was considered to be a part of his strength.

At this moment, Bansheng's fighting experience barely saved Tucha once. Although his body was severely injured, he still exploded two fighting skills at the wound in succession, sorting out most of the fighting skills poured into his body.

"Torrent Flying Mirror, you..." Tucha's eyes were wide open, and anger and shock occupied those ferocious pupils. He couldn't believe that this Torrent Flying Mirror would make a sneak attack, and he didn't expect that the strength of this Riptor Flying Mirror was much stronger than that in Yuqian Bidou.

That's right! Too much tyranny! If it wasn't for being so tyrannical, Tucha would not have been hit, and it was even less likely that he would have been severely injured to such an extent.

Two rays of Destruction Demon Eye that penetrated everything, seemed to be able to tear even time and space, were emitted from two different positions, as if they had already appeared in this position, waiting for Tucha to hit him.

Demon Eye of Destruction? The fighting spirit in Tucha's body was once again transpiring, frantically and rapidly increasing the power of fighting energy, enduring the pain of the body, twisting the injured waist in the air to avoid the power of destroying the magic eye.

Puff! Two scorching rays of light hit Tucha's body without stopping, and the Destructive Demon Eyes from two fighting soul level powerhouses were far more powerful than the Golden Douxin, and directly penetrated Tucha's chest, leaving two fist-sized wounds.

how so? Tucha looked in an inexplicable and coercive direction in bewilderment, just now! When he was clearly able to dodge the past, a strange blood force suddenly erupted!

The moment this bloodline power erupted, his crazily increased Dou Qi no longer increased, as if a toad encountered a poisonous snake, not only did not increase, but began to weaken rapidly!

Half holy? No! Tucha felt that his strength was reduced to almost the peak of fighting spirit in an instant!

"Hydra Bloodline Warrior!" Seeing Duan Fengbuer's bloodline warrior, Tu suddenly understood why his fighting spirit would decrease. The distance between the two sides is too close. If he knew that there was such a guy by his side, he would always be on guard against this Hydra Bloodline Warrior.

Then, when he erupts his blood power, he won't be disturbed in any way, so he can avoid the rays of the Demon Eye of Destruction.

The gap between the semi-sage and the peak of Jin Dou Xin is too great! Even the bloodline power of the Snake Emperor's level would not have any power in the face of a strong man who had entered the semi-holy state of the Black Snake bloodline.

This is like a young Snake Emperor meeting an adult Black Snake. Although the bloodlines of the two parties are different, the adult Black Snake is far stronger than the Snake Emperor in terms of strength, so it can naturally destroy the Emperor!

Two destruction rays pierced Tucha's chest, and three injuries that were so serious that Modu could die at any time, forcibly lowered Tucha's combat strength.

"you……"

Tucha's angry eyes suddenly opened, and there were two cold stars in his pupils, which were throwing knives thrown out of his hands!

A stunning throwing knife! Across the sky, a destructive light that took life burst out, locking onto Tucha's forehead and between his brows.

Want me to die? You will also be buried with me! An angry roar rolled in Tucha's throat, and the fighting soul that entered his body was shattered! All the seals and even the entire fighting spirit were blown to pieces!

In an instant, the power ejected from Tucha's body caused tremors to tremble in the air. At this moment, several coffins in the surroundings actually emitted a trace of metallic screams. The inscription carved on it seemed to wake up from a deep sleep at this moment, and a trace of magical fluctuations rotated on the inscription.

Tucha, desperately! In an instant, like a demon king, his body rose to the sky under the transpiration of tyrannical battle energy, and took off out of thin air!

Break through! Desperately trying everything, Tucha broke through again! Stepped into the real semi-holy realm! At least, he can fly!

strength! strength! strength! Seemingly endless power, rolling, tumbling, exploding and spraying in Tucha's body, the tyrannical force that seems to tear the space faintly with every gesture!