Shiva's shadow clone dances gracefully in the middle of the ruins. Its dances gracefully and softly, coupled with inspiring drum beats, makes people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

Any creature's vision will seriously degrade as long as it sees Shiva's dancing posture.

Many beastmasters in their prime fell one after another, and they degenerated into babies, getting smaller and smaller until they disappeared!

Qin Hao gritted his teeth and felt a little nervous. Compared with Jesus, Shiva is much stronger, and its strength cannot be described in words.

You should know that the "Dance King's Appearance" is just one of Shiva's thousands of faces.

In addition to the appearance of the King of Dance, Shiva can continue to clone her body and peel off more facial features from her body, such as the Linga phase, the horror phase, the three-faced phase, and the half-female master equals.

Every face of Shiva has its own different divine power. Therefore, the power that Shiva showed at this moment was only one ten thousandth.

Qin Hao called on everyone to close their eyes and not to see Shiva's dance posture.

However, Qin Hao's persuasion did not work, because humans could only obey in front of the gods.

Everyone stared at Shiva's graceful figure dancing, their bodies began to become uncontrolled, deteriorated, and then disappeared from the world.

"We must kill Shiva's origin of the bad luck, so that Xiaoya, Sasha, and Senior Liu will recover their d cups!"

This is a war to bet on cups, and Qin Hao can't afford to lose.

Qin Hao was full of anger, and he read "The Book of Demon King" automatically. Countless phantoms of dragon souls and demons flew out from the pages, all injected into Qin Hao's body.

The black robe was broken by the demon's wings, and the dragon scales of different attributes covered Qin Hao's whole body. The dragon's pupil and the eternal kaleidoscope opened instantly...

At this moment, Qin Hao is at the peak of the basic form of the Demon King.

The wings shook, and Qin Hao turned into a stream of light and collided with Shiva.

Shiva creates a clone again.

The skin of this clone is red, like a ghost walking out of magma.

This is one of Shiva's all-images, a terrifying appearance.

Qin Hao's fist contained the power of the demon king, and he smashed the terrifying shadow clone with one punch.

The power of these pair of iron fists reminds Shiva of the former Bai Long.

Shiva smiled morbidly, the stronger the devil, the more interested it was.

"Demon King, even if you can smash one of my faces, can you deal with ten thousand faces?"

Shiva shouted angrily, quickly chanted the spell from her mouth, and ten thousand shadow clones flew out of her body.

Each shadow clone has a different face, their facial expressions are either happy or sad, or angry or worried. Each face has different magical powers.

Qin Hao was instantly surrounded by the Wanxiang clone released by Shiva, and could only rely on the prediction ability of Dragon Pupil to avoid the attack.

"Devil, you can't escape!"

Shiva controlled the clones of all shapes with her sharp eyes and besieged Qin Hao.

No one can help Qin Hao at this level because Qin Hao’s opponent is not a human, but a god!

A mere mortal man wants to kill the gods is like a fool.

Qin Hao sported his wings and shuttled through the ten thousand phase clones. He was single and weak and could not resist the power of the gods. The damaged area of ​​the black robe became larger and larger, and blood splattered in the air.

In a corner of the ruins, there was a handsome man standing, Hao Lan, the housekeeper of the Demon King.

Haolan has been watching this battle from beginning to end. As a retainer of the Qin family, he is always with the Demon King.

At this time, Hao Lan's expression was a little complicated, his lips moved, and he whispered: "This is probably the upper limit of the basic form of the Demon King. After all, he is a mortal body and cannot kill gods. So will Lord Demon King open the second-level form again next?"

Haolan could not predict Qin Hao's next move. Because Qin Hao had long rewritten the history process, every story that follows is a new chapter.

The battle became increasingly fierce, and the seemingly short battle actually took thousands of rounds.

Qin Hao's physical strength was approaching his limit, and sweat and blood soaked in his black robe.

Faced with the pursuit of Wanxiang clone, Qin Hao was careless and lost Jingzhou and was hit by Shiva's Lord of Lijia.

The Lord of Lijia has the ability to block the flow of the enemy's blood. After Qin Hao was hit, he felt a strong sense of suffocation. His blood seemed to solidify, his body became stiff, and his movements became extremely slow.

"This guy is really hard to deal with!"

Qin Hao glared at Shiva's body, and he had to admit that this was the most powerful enemy he had encountered so far.

Jesus and Shiva are both God Emperor-level phantom beasts, and the gap is huge. Shiva's abilities are very strange and can kill people invisibly!

"Demon King, if you have this little skill, I'm really disappointed. I wanted to leave you with a whole body, but now it seems... I'll just let you down and get rid of your bones!"

Shiva showed a lost expression. The power of the devil did not meet its expectations. It became cold and ruthless, ready to kill the devil with one move.

The Sanskrit mantra seal appeared in front of Shiva.

Shiva gently touched the Sanskrit mantra seal, and a fireball rushed out of the mantra seal.

The fireball rushed straight to Qin Hao, jumping constantly in the air, expanding in the volume, like a dazzling sun.

Qin Hao gritted his teeth and punched him.

This punch blesses the power of the dominant monster Caesar, which is thanks to Qin Hao's passive skill - Dragon Plunder.

Crack~ Crack~

A dense crack grew on the surface of the fireball and exploded instantly, and was shaken to pieces by Qin Hao's punch.

Qin Hao exhaled a breath of turbid air. It was really not easy to resolve the crisis this time, and life and death were just a moment.

This also confirms the old saying that only by approaching death infinitely can one understand the true meaning of survival.

Qin Hao had just breathed a sigh of relief and became worried again. He suddenly found that the fragments of the fireball fell from a high altitude, forming a graceful parabola.

And the other end of the parabola is the Yan King Palace!

"Oh no, aunt!"

Qin Hao's face turned pale in an instant, and Bai Long was lying in a room in the Yan King Palace.

The fragments of the fireball were like a meteor shower, covering the sky above the Yan King Palace.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Yan King Palace will be destroyed in one second.

Qin Hao wanted to stop all this, but the blood flow rate in his body had not recovered yet and he was slow to stop it.

****, the Yan King Palace suddenly disappeared!

The fireball fragments fell down with a bang, and the explosion followed, igniting a blazing flame...

Qin Hao turned his head and looked at it. The Yan King Palace actually appeared in a safe area five hundred meters away.

"Brother-in-law!"

Qin Hao realized something and immediately called King Yan.

In the ruins of flames, King Yan was seriously injured and the blood would be dried by the flames the moment it dripped to the ground.

At that moment, in order to protect his wife Bai Long, Yan King activated his ability to switch positions with Yan King Palace and endured the impact of fireball fragments.

This is what a man should do, and it is what a husband should do.

Lin Feng rushed over immediately to support the seriously injured King Yan.

"Old Qin, how are you?"

King Yan was weak and half-jokingly said, "Brother Lin, you are such a crow's mouth. You guessed it, I really made a fool of myself in front of my son."

Seeing that King Yan was seriously injured, dense blood appeared in Qin Hao's eyes, and a burst of anger rushed from his chest to the Tianling Cap.
Chapter completed!