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The fifth hundred and eighteenth chapter, my king is on!(2/2)

"It is our honor to surrender to a strong man who cultivates the Great Sun Demonic Body! Please allow us to follow you, sir. We are willing to burn everything in our lives for your encouragement, and we will go through fire and water to achieve our glory!"

Ye Ling bowed deeply and humbly.

"My king is here!"

When they heard about the Great Sun Demonic Body, the commotion of the demonic army suddenly froze, and then, uncontrollable ecstasy appeared on many people's faces.

A moment later, suddenly, all the demonic troops bent down and shouted in unison.

"My king is here!"

Everyone behind Zuo Mo was stunned by the scene in front of them. The mature and steady Shulong looked at the demon army opposite him with dull eyes, without uttering a syllable for a long time. Awen, who was lively by nature, opened his mouth wide, looking like

It's like seeing a ghost.

The most unbearable one was Gu Minggong. He was completely confused and muttered incoherently: "Hallucination... it must be an hallucination... a conspiracy? Could it be that you sent someone to pretend to be a demon? Is this a conspiracy through and through... I... this

Which fucking realm are you in..."

Everyone behind Zuo Mo was in a state of petrification. Even Pu Yao and Wei who were in the sea of ​​consciousness were stimulated by the scene in front of them and went a little crazy.

"Is this really a demon? When did the demons become so spineless?" Pu Yao looked at Ye Ling, as if he was ready to pull out Ye Ling's soul at any time and examine it.

"Depravity! This is depravity!" Wei roared hysterically, his expression as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

This guy has mysophobia.

But the one who suffered the most was Zuo Mo.

There has never been burning, there has never been a fighting spirit, there has never been a crazy impulse...

Stop suddenly, hold it in forcibly!

I saw Zuo Mo's solidified wax face. First it turned white, and then suddenly turned red. Countless blood surged up, and his face was so red that it seemed as if blood could drip out at any time.

Brother, play with me!

For a long time, Zuo Mo suppressed this feeble wailing in his heart.

However, the other party's attitude was sincere, his tone was humble, and he was polite. No matter what, he could not let out the fighting spirit he was holding in his heart. Zuo Mo, whose face was red from holding back the pressure, could not move up or down even with a breath, and was stunned.

I can't say a word.

The battlefield that had been extremely fierce just a moment ago suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Ye Lingbu still maintained the posture of bending down and saluting, motionless, like a group of sculptures, none of the magic soldiers made any movement.

Everyone's face shone with unusual determination.

The Great Sun Demonic Body!

That is the legendary Great Sun Demonic Body!

Only demons with the noblest bloodline and unparalleled talents can cultivate a demonic body! Only such demons have the potential to become kings!

Every magic soldier seems to see the bright road paved in front of them!
Chapter completed!
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