When talking about the god of death, Jian Jia fell into silence.

Death is indeed unwilling to be remembered again, but those who remember her will never forget her.

After becoming a fallen demon dragon, Aofeng, like Feng Huan, will never go back...

Thinking of the current situation of Yuhuan, Jianjia's heart became anxious again.

"Lord of the Phantom Demon, I can see that you are worried about something. Tell me, what happened?" Ao Feng asked.

"Yun is facing a life-and-death crisis, and I must lead the army of the demon world to support her immediately."

"I am willing to fight for the god of death." Ao Feng said.

"You are no longer a disciple of the Demonic Way, and you are still willing to fight for the Demonic Way?" Jianjia was shocked and looked at Ao Feng in surprise and asked.

Ao Feng said nothing and began to absorb the evil power in the Holy Demon Mountain crazily.

The huge dragon's eyes were shining with endless pain, and his huge dragon body was also distorted by the condensation of evil power.

The more evil powers you absorb, the more thoroughly Aofeng falls.

After absorbing all the evil powers of the entire Holy Demon Mountain, Ao Feng's divine thoughts soared into the sky.

The entire Holy Demon Mountain was trembling, and rocks were rolling, almost collapsing.

At the same time, the pure demonic intention without any evil power surged out of the Holy Demon Mountain, merged into the air, and became a life force that nourished all demons.

The greatest function of Holy Demon Mountain is to purify the demonic will and nourish all demons.

Now that Ao Feng has absorbed all the evil powers that accompanies the demonic will, there is no need for the Holy Demon Mountain to exist anymore.

Accompanied by a dragon roar that resounded through the world, Aofeng's body rushed out of the Holy Demon Mountain. The holy Demon Mountain was emptied and turned into a ruin.

Above the ruins, Qiejia looked at the fallen demon dragon winding thousands of feet in the sky, gradually moving away, and burst into tears.

Heaven is on the left, and the devil is on the right.

Even if I, Aofeng, fall into the abyss forever, I will look up at Guixu in the abyss!

This is the divine thought sent to Jianjia before Aofeng left. This sentence represents Aofeng's attitude.

After a while of silence, Jianjia wiped away the tears from her face and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She no longer thinks she has no face to face A Li, because she feels that Ao Feng, who has turned into a fallen demon dragon, deserves to be loved deeply.

...

After the Four Pole Evil Gods appeared, Feng Huan immediately felt the changes in the soul energy of the center of the battlefield.

The soul energy did not disappear, but was quickly transformed into an evil evil aura that could no longer be absorbed by the virginity.

She clearly felt that all this was related to the Four Poles of Evil Gods, but she was powerless to stop it.

At this moment, she was surrounded by the Duanli Legion, and King Shura and the two most powerful demon generals under her command were eyeing her.

The four extreme evil spirits completely blocked the entire battlefield, and the four million evil army was approaching in an instant.

Yu Huan was caught in a real life and death crisis and was surrounded by enemies.

Not only did he lose the source of soul energy, the most dependent combat power, the spiritual consciousness of the deity of Viagra is about to be exhausted.

If she continues to massacre Duanli Army, then when Duanli Army is destroyed, she will definitely destroy everything with it.

King Shura's heart became colder and his murderous intent became heavier.

At this time, he still had no courage to stop the last killing feast of Death.

The Four Poles Evil Gods had no intention of taking action. As long as the God of Death did not have the exhaustion of the divine mind and entered a weak state, none of them would have the courage to take action first.

Even if the god of death is weak, they must find the right time to kill with one blow.

The 8 million troops of Shura were harvested by the God of Death, and only the last 100,000 people were left. The divine thought of Yu's life finally came to an end at this time.

She herself knew that she was about to enter a weak state, so she no longer tried to force the army to exterminate the last tens of thousands of troops.

Feng Huan was proudly suspended in the air, his whole body covered with plasma. The army of tens of thousands of people left behind could only surround him but not advance.

The black flame in his eyes shone, and the Death Scythe lost its edge.

Even so, King Shura still did not move in the face of the weak God of Death.

What’s ridiculous is that he dared to covet the beauty of Death at first, but he didn’t know that there are people in the world that cannot be blasphemed.

At the beginning, the Dragon Clan of the South China Sea blasphemed the Demon Guardian Heavenly Lord, and the entire clan was finally destroyed.

Today, the Shura King coveted the beauty of the God of Death, and almost all the eight million Shura army turned into ashes.

"Death God, your end of the world has arrived." King Shura said loudly.

"Very good, then who will judge me?" Yu Huan looked around and said lightly.

No one answered, and King Shura opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

At this time, Duan Limo was about to come out and said loudly: "I'll do it."

"I thought the Shura tribe was all cowards, and I didn't expect there was another warrior, but unfortunately..."

"What a pity?" asked the Demon General Duanli.

"It's a pity that you're not worthy."

After speaking, Yuhun waved the Death Scythe from the air.

No one expected that the God of Death would dare to take all his strength when he was dying. The Demon General Duanli did not react, and it was too late when Shura King wanted to stop him.

A white light as fast as lightning flashed by, and the next moment, I saw the huge head of the Duanli Demon General soaring into the sky, standing in his mouth, and blood-colored fireworks blooming.

Although the person who died of the last general died, his soul was not destroyed. It can be seen that the fighting power of the God of Death had indeed reached its end. However, even so, no one dared to take the initiative to fight the God of Death and execute the death ruling for her.

"Who else?" asked Yumeng.

This time, the audience was speechless and no one dared to ask for the fight.
Chapter completed!