Footsteps sounded like a shower, and then the hall began to tremble violently, as if countless excavators were frantically demolishing it.

With a loud bang, the hall collapsed and turned into ruins.

Of course, based on the physical fitness of everyone present, the collapsed earthworks and masonry of the palace could not pose a threat to them. After all, these were just naturally falling stones, not attacks infused with spiritual power by masters of evolution.

It's just dusty, but the visual effect is pretty good.

Bai Xiaowen's spiritual protection automatically pushed away the rocks that fell on his head. The same happened to other militiamen.

"My palace"

The Disaster Demon King roared loudly.

However, the roar stopped abruptly halfway.

The Demon King of Disaster suddenly discovered that large groups of skeleton soldiers had appeared around the ruins of the hall.

"It's those two thousand skeleton soldiers! That demon beast lord, why didn't you destroy these skeletons? It violated my order!" The Demon King of Disaster shouted angrily.

A voice came from afar: "Who wants to listen to your orders? Will you pay me a salary?"

Everyone looked sideways and saw a group of monsters appearing not far away. At the front was a two-story giant wolf with snow-white hair all over its body.

Next to the Demon King of Disaster, the middle-aged human man whispered: "Great Lord of Disaster, it seems that the number of these skeleton soldiers is more than two thousand... too many!"

Indeed, there are already two thousand skeleton soldiers present, and on various roads in the City of Disaster, you can still see a steady stream of skeleton soldiers coming, mixed with more powerful suture monsters and ghosts individually.

Wait, the undead creatures look like they number at least 10,000!

The Demon King of Disaster gritted his teeth, looked at Bai Xiaowen, and said, "You actually hide your strength."

"That's right."

Bai Xiaowen simply answered with two words.

"Why can you sneak into my palace so smoothly?" the Demon King of Disaster asked.

Bai Xiaowen did not answer, but the three kings moved aside, revealing the strong body of the darkly resurrected demon general, Golding.

"How dare you betray me, Golding!"

The Demon King of Disaster roared, but Golding remained silent.

"Don't delay any longer."

Bai Xiaowen said leisurely, "King of Disaster, you will definitely die today. As for you..."

Bai Xiaowen's eyes turned to the middle-aged human man, and he said with a smile: "I am very interested in you. We will have a good chat after we kill the King of Disaster."

The middle-aged human man shrank his neck.

"Huh! Stupid humans." The Demon King of Disaster sneered, "I have my own way to escape. Your conspiracy today is just in vain. After I summon the demon army, I will surely destroy all the human settlements in the Dark Continent, and let you

It’s too late to regret it.”

A beam of green halo spread out in the palm of the Disaster Demon King, forming a space portal. The Disaster Demon King stepped into the space portal with a sneer.

"Sir, please take me with you!" The middle-aged human man followed closely.

However, after the Disaster Demon King and the middle-aged human passed through the green door, they were surprised to find that the expected teleportation did not take effect.

"What's going on?" The Demon King of Disaster stared around, "There is strange energy that interferes with my positioning of the portal!"

Bai Xiaowen said calmly: "You can't run away. The army of the undead is arranged in a square formation, and their spiritual power is embodied!"

Ten thousand skeleton soldiers were divided into ten square formations. Bai Xiaowen's spiritual power surged out crazily and connected to the ten square formations, and suddenly ten images of black giants rose up.

Within each black giant, powerful dark spiritual power surges.

After all, each black giant is formed from the spiritual power of a thousand skeleton soldiers.

Bai Xiaowen felt a little bit of difficulty, manipulating so many powerful spiritual power objects at the same time, the consumption of true energy was quite terrifying.

However, the concrete strength of these ten black giants is worthy of Bai Xiaowen's consumption.

In terms of pure spiritual power, each of the ten black giants is not inferior to the Demon King of Disaster, and can be regarded as a "quasi-king-level" powerhouse.

The only thing lacking is skills. Bai Xiaowen controls ten avatars and is temporarily unable to perform any skill attacks. He can only fight in the most primitive "joint attack" method.

Boom boom boom...

A series of black spiritual energy attacks hit the Demon King of Disaster like cannonballs.

A green flashing saw blade suddenly appeared in the hand of the Disaster Demon King, slashing horizontally and vertically at the black psychic bullets, defeating one psychic bullet after another.

His proficiency in combat skills is indeed impressive. He can use his saw blade to block the cannonballs coming from different directions, without any ambiguity.

It's a pity that Bai Xiaowen himself didn't intend to use his skills to win. Fighting with a high-level king-level demon who has lived for who knows how long is a battle expertise. He was just looking for abuse.

Bai Xiaowen manipulated ten spiritual manifestations from the very beginning, in order to use his power to overwhelm people and crush the Demon King of Disaster to death.

Fortunately, the army of the Disaster Demon King was sent to the Wangtu River Valley and could not come back for the time being.

The remaining demon armies in the City of Disaster were all blocked by the demonic beasts led by Raging Claw. With the assistance of the Three Heavenly Kings and the militia, these unorganized demon armies were unable to come to support them at all.

puff.

The Demon King of Disaster spurted green blood from his mouth. Even with his superb skills, he could not block these endless spiritual energy projectiles.

First, he lost his spiritual power, then his meridians trembled, and then he vomited blood and was injured.

The Demon King of Disaster who has lost his spiritual protection is very fragile, and his huge body has become the best target.

Tom tom tom tom

Bai Xiaowen's face was expressionless, and in an instant, ten spiritual cannonballs bombarded the injured body of the Demon King of Disaster.

The scales fell off, green blood flowed, and large areas of cracks appeared on the skin of the Disaster Demon King, and his health value dropped rapidly.

This is equivalent to ten masters at the same level beating him continuously. Even though he is thick-skinned and thick-bodied, he cannot withstand it.

"No! My power is unmatched by anyone."

A big hole was blown out of the Disaster Demon King's chest, and the gray sky behind him could even be seen through the hole.

The Demon King of Disaster is declared dead.

Bai Xiaowen immediately dispersed the spiritual energy and took a breath.

Fortunately, only half of the true energy was consumed, which is not too exaggerated. Bai Xiaowen took out the artifact "Blessing of Immortality" and wore it on his body to speed up the recovery of spiritual power. As for the ten seconds of abnormal state that inevitably occurs every hour,

It doesn't matter, the most important battle is over anyway.

As for the soul of the Demon King of Disaster, of course it was also forcibly taken in by the Death Face.
Chapter completed!