boom!!

The big hand that seemed to be condensed into endless galaxies smacked down, smashing the bone altar in an instant, crushing the space door, and grabbing the Demon Lord in the palm of his hand.

Then, with a gentle squeeze from Xinghe's big hand, the body of the demon ghost oozed blood like cracked porcelain, and cracks appeared in the semi-spiritual skeleton inside the body, which was shocking.

"ah!!"

The Demon Lord screamed in pain and struggled wildly. The atmosphere burned by the will-o'-the-wisp was distorted, and the death force in his body also turned into countless ghost claws and bone blades that emerged, stabbing the outside world.

But none of these attacks could shake the giant hand of the galaxy at all.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Renn shook his head and shook his right hand.

puff!!

The big handprint of the galaxy that he transformed was clenched simultaneously, and the body of the Demonic Grand Duke exploded, causing countless scarlet blood beads to splash!

The blood blooms, and the soul light like fireflies floats.

The demon prince Harosh was destroyed both physically and spiritually.

"It's Master Sword Master!!"

"It turns out to be His Highness Renne, great, he's been saved!"

There were cheers from everyone in the camp who had survived the disaster.

Captain Kelly and Baron Hunter, who had just gotten up from the ground, looked at each other in shock.

Mr. Gawain is the Duke of Connaught?

Then didn’t they go all the way with the big boss, and even boasted about their awesomeness together...

After killing Harosh in an instant, Ren didn't relax. He looked up at the sky, his eyes sharp, and his aura was rising steadily, like an unsheathed heavenly sword.

Only then did the people in the camp realize something was wrong and became quiet.

The surrounding dense fog has not dissipated, and is lifeless. There are some strange black shadows lurking in it. The crescent moon in the night sky gradually turns gray-white, like a huge ghost eye, looking ominous.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

The crescent moon was swallowed up by shadows, the sky was dark, and the stars were obscured by darkness.

After a moment, a pair of huge eyes opened in the dark night. The pupils were as green as ghost lamps, exuding majestic pressure. The overwhelming corpse-like death aura rolled down as the eyes flowed, covering the sky and forming undulating dark clouds.

.

"What's this?"

"I don't know, I feel so uncomfortable, I can't breathe..."

Under the gaze of the huge ghost eyes in the sky, the faces of the people in the camp turned pale, they fell to their knees and gasped for air.

I was so depressed that I almost suffocated, and my muscles, bones, blood and flesh all over my body were numb, and then started to sting, like being bitten by thousands of ants.

Some people pinched their necks in pain, their faces were twisted, veins were pulsing in their foreheads, their eyes were filled with will-o'-the-wisps, and their skin became pale and cold, as if they were about to turn into living corpses and ghosts in the next second...

"snort!"

A cold snort was like thunder, breaking the gloomy atmosphere.

Ren's black hair was flying, and the stars bloomed on the soles of his feet, turning into a brilliant sea of ​​silver light that quickly spread outward and enveloped the entire camp.

Billions of stars are floating and twinkling like beautiful fireflies, condensing into an infinite forbidden formation in the blink of an eye, separating them from the dead energy pouring down from the night sky.

The people in the camp were like a drowning person who had just been fished out of the water. They relaxed, gasped for air, and broke into a cold sweat.

The pupils of the pair of green ghost eyes high in the sky turned cold. As the eyes flickered, the clouds of death were vast, the space rumbled and trembled, and countless miserable blue thunders arose.

"Grand Duke Conor? He's quite capable."

His voice was very cold, like the god of death, with a cold chill.

"You bastards who hide their heads and show their tails, stand up if you have the ability!"

Ren's eyes were as cold as lightning as he stared at the ghost eyes in the sky. He held his right hand empty, compressing and condensing the power of the stars, turning into a bright blue line of cold and sharp edge.

boom!!

The next moment, Ren leaped up and slashed with his hand. The azure sword energy compressed to the extreme in his hand rose into the air. Like a thunderous dragon, it shot directly into the green ghost eyes, and the thick dark cloud of death was instantly pierced!!

The green ghost's eyes narrowed and disappeared in an instant.

The blue sword light shot out, splitting the boundless night, sweeping away the dark clouds, and shot straight into space.

The next moment, those green ghost eyes reappeared, looking down at the young human race powerhouse in the camp.

Boom!

The ghost eyes were like two strange blue suns hanging high in the sky, exuding increasingly stronger pressure. The cloud of death leaked turned into a black tide that swallowed the sky and the earth and swept high in the sky, as if brewing a shocking blow.

Ren was happy and undaunted, unfolding the two pairs of light wings on his right wrist, and the famous gun "Wings of Stars" switched forms and turned into a shining divine bow.

Then, with a stroke of his left hand, he took out the divine weapon "Sun Shooting Arrow" and placed it on the bowstring of the divine bow. The surging star power condensed on the bow and arrow, emitting a brilliant light like the scorching sun!

The pupils of the green ghost's eyes shrank, revealing a fearful look.

"Your Majesty, forget it, just treat this blood sacrifice as a failure. Saigon continent is huge and there are many sacrifices."

From the clouds, another cold voice came out, also carrying the power of God.

The pair of green ghost eyes gradually faded, and their outlines became smaller and smaller, as if they had disappeared into a higher place, and the terrifying aura of death that was like the ghosts of the dynasty and the netherworld receded like a tide.

"snort."

Ren snorted coldly, put down the divine bow, and did not stop him.

This is not the other party's true identity.

Moreover, if there is a fierce fight, it will be difficult for the hundreds of thousands of refugees in the camp to bear the aftermath of their fighting.

It was his plan to intimidate the other party to retreat.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight and starlight poured down, sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere.

The strange thick fog around the camp also began to dissipate, and some ghostly shadows escaped outside.

However, Ren had no intention of letting go of these minions. With a flick of his finger, a silver light rose into the sky. The sword energy as bright as the Milky Way illuminated a radius of dozens of miles, turning into a downpour of light and sweeping down!

Boom boom boom!!

Countless sharp and small silver lightsabers fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye the ground was riddled with holes. The demons and monsters that fled away screamed in agony. You could see among them vampires, werewolves, demons, and most of all demons. They were all here at this moment.

Destroyed by the bombardment of sword rain!

There was silence in the camp, and everyone was immersed in the gorgeous scenery like a meteor shower.

Such swordsmanship is incredible.

Gorgeous, powerful, and incredibly terrifying, an army of demons was just gone.

Renn casually crushed these minions to death, put down his hand, and said:

"That guy is the Demon King?"
Chapter completed!