Chapter 353 The Big Devil

Originally, these nine Netherworld Dragons looked hideous enough. Now, its nine heads have turned into thirteen heads, which looks even more terrifying.

The six heads that emerged from the three wounds were smaller than the original ones. They looked a little awkward, but they were free to move and did not seem to affect their normal functions.

If this is the case, it lost three heads and added three, with a total of twelve heads, and there were not as many as thirteen heads.

In addition to these twelve heads, there is also a very large head at the highest point of the body of the Nine Nether Dragon. This head is larger and mighty than other heads. It holds its head proudly and looks down at the ground with an arrogant look.

Looking from Zhao Feng, the head was like an illusion, hidden in the black fog, looming. From the black fog, two red lights emerged, looking at him up and down, as if they could see through him.

This made Zhao Feng feel extremely stressed. He knew that this head should be the dominant of the Nine Netherworld Dragons, and is more important than the twelve heads.

Although the Nine Nether Dragon has thirteen heads, the other heads are not important. The one who really makes the decision is probably the head in the black fog.

Two rays of hatred appeared from the head wrapped in black fog, staring at Zhao Feng fiercely, as if trying to tear him apart.

"Human, you will pay a huge price to offend me!" At this time, a hoarse voice appeared from the head hidden by the black fog.

"My great demon Zoren will not let you go. I will let you try it out. What does it mean to be unable to survive or die!" After saying that, he let out a grim smile, his voice was very harsh.

The hideous face and threatening words of the Nine Nether Dragon are not lethal for Zhao Feng. Although it has shown its identity, it is the great demon god in the demon world.

But after this series of things, Zhao Feng already understood that it was not the time to be afraid of timidity.

In front of him, he had to consider not only him, but also the safety of the entire team. Behind him were Emily, Alice, Elaine Hazel and others.

If he avoided it in advance, the angry Nine Nether Dragon would probably target these girls, which might endanger their safety.

Zhao Feng naturally would not let such a thing happen, so he did not dodge and instead went straight to meet him.

"So even if you are a great demon god, you can't come to the Forest of Warcraft, but you just use your consciousness to control this beast. Today, I will kill this beast to let you know that humans are also not easy to mess with! Thinking about the beginning, Hades, the God of the Underworld, was not in my hands, and was covered in dust!"

Zhao Feng held the artifact flowing light in his hand and said loudly.

Although he had no clue in his heart, Zhao Feng did not give in at all on the surface. His desperate attitude made Zuolun, who was in the demon world, very angry and angry.

"Damn it, a little human dares to challenge me!" At this time, it roared loudly in the demon world, and ate several little demons around it, and then he breathed a little.

"If the time hadn't come, I really wanted to enter the human world now and exhale the bad energy." At this time, the great demon god Zorun calmed down the riot's consciousness and said quietly.

Now he is in the critical moment of retreat and cannot leave the demon world. Otherwise, with his character, he would have rushed to the world and tore Zhao Feng to pieces.

However, after the anger, the great demon god Zorun did not continue to get angry, but smiled and said, "It's good that way. Let me try what level you, a human, are you, who can actually take the magical artifact of Lord Creation God. Could it be that you are his illegitimate son, otherwise how could he treat you so favorably?"

Just now, Zhao Feng's magical artifact flowing light scared the great demon god Zoren. Although the Nine Nether Dragon only has a trace of his spiritual sense, it should not be underestimated.

The Nine Nether Dragon, who has been practicing in the human world for hundreds of years, has absorbed the energy of the ancient elves, but it is very powerful.

However, when facing the flowing light of the magic weapon, it is still very concerned. After all, this is a weapon left over from the Creation God and is very powerful.

Not only that, the artifact flowing light has the function of restraining and eliminating the demonic energy. However, Zhao Feng has not yet exerted one-tenth of the power of this artifact. Otherwise, those heads cut off by the artifact flowing light will not regenerate at all, and will be drained from the artifact flowing light and transformed into mummies.

"Hmph, no matter what your identity is, I will destroy you today." At this time, the great demon god Zorun made up his mind to kill Zhao Feng.

After he finished speaking, there was a gust of cold wind beside him, and the roar of the strong wind was mixed with the sound of the little demon moaning in pain.

Zoren bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, spraying directly at the little devils, and sprinkling them on them one after another.

Under the hot blood of the great demon god, these little demons squeaked and made excited sounds, their eyes were red, and their bodies were swelling many times.

"Go!"

The great demon god Zorun shouted loudly, constantly urging the magic power in his body, instilling all of these into the bodies of the twelve demons who were sprayed into the blood by him.

In addition to the great demon god Zorun, the bodies of twelve demons remained growing, like inflatable balloons. The spiritual consciousness of these demons turned into a red fog. With the essence and blood of the great demon god Zorun, they flew directly to the human world and entered the body of the Nine Netherworld Dragon, becoming part of its body, and more than doubled its magic power.

"I have injected all my strength and the power of the twelve demons into the Nine Netherworld Dragon. Now you will die."

At this time, the great demon god Zorun closed his eyes and said, his expression was a little depressed. He had consumed a lot of strength and cultivation just now and had done his best.

In order to solve Zhao Feng's problem, he lost a mouthful of essence and blood. This is the first time in a thousand years. If Zhao Feng knew that the great demon god Zorun valued him so much, he would not know what he would think.

Zhao Feng's bold words just now made the three girls watching the game very excited. At this time, no matter how dangerous the Nine Nether Dragons were, they just wanted to cheer for their beloved.

"Good thing, what a great demon, kill it before talking about it!"

"It must win!"

"Defeat the dragon, we believe in you!"

Hearing these cheering voices, Zhao Feng was a little amused, but the artifact flowing light in his hand still waved towards the Nine Nether Dragon without stopping.

He knew that although the nine Netherworld Dragons in front of him had a longer head, their strength was not necessarily stronger. Besides, even if they were stronger, they could not stop the flowing light of the magical artifact compared to them.

However, this time his imagination was wrong. At this time, the body of the Nine Nether Dragon was unconsciously shrouded in a layer of black fog.

Soon, the black mist entered its body. At this time, a black scale appeared on the surface of its body, wrapping its whole body.

Not only that, its body doubled in an instant. The heads also became much bigger in an instant, and their expressions became even more ferocious.

When the artifact flowing light slashed on the body of the Nine Netherworld Dragon, the white light suddenly stagnated and was entangled by the black and solid-substantial dance that surged out of the Nine Netherworld Dragon's body.

The power of this black fog was very powerful, tightly entangling the flowing light of the magical artifact in Zhao Feng's hand, making him unable to swing or retract it.

The flowing light of the artifact was as if it was frozen, and it could not be held or swung.

"Damn it, what's going on!" Zhao Feng activated the power in his body and wanted to continue to control the flowing light of the magic weapon, but unexpectedly it did not react at all.

"Damn it, this great demon Zorun is really amazing!"

Zhao Feng looked at the black fog and was secretly shocked. He knew that only the great demon god Zorun could withstand the flowing light of the magical artifact in his hand.

"Boy, don't think that if you have a magic weapon, I can't deal with you. I want to kill you, there is no difference between pinching you to death and pinching an ant to death."

At this time, the great demon god Zorun in the Nine Netherworld Dragon smiled and then gently rolled it, snatching the artifact light from Zhao Feng's hand.

"Oops!"

This sudden change made the three girls at the scene stunned. They did not expect that Zhao Feng would be taken away by the Nine Nether Dragons.

Before Zhao Feng could react, he saw the Nine Netherworld Dragon's big claws slapped him directly, carrying a thick black mist, and gently patting him several feet away.

"puff……"

At this time, Zhao Feng spitted out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground, almost fainting. However, under the severe pain, he had no idea of ​​being in a coma.

Zhao Feng knew that if he was in a coma now, he would definitely be at slaughter.

With supreme perseverance, Zhao Feng struggled to get up from the ground despite the injuries inside his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said to Jiuyouminglong: "It's so good, it's so good!"

"Hmph, it's comfortable to vomit blood. There's a show next!" Seeing Zhao Feng suffer a great loss in one meeting, the great demon Zoren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not in vain for him to deal with Zhao Feng.

"Next, your death period." At this time, the Nine Nether Dragon swept the artifact light to his side, preparing to take a closer look.

However, at this time, the artifact flowing light made a sarcastic sound of struggle and rushing back and forth in the black fog of the Nine Nether Dragon.

This power is so great and the struggle is so powerful that the great demon god Zorun can't react. Staring at the stream of artifacts in the black fog, he murmured, "What's going on?"

After he finished speaking, the artifact flowing light shook back and forth, slashed out a gap, rubbed it, broke free from the shackles of the black fog, turned into a white light, and returned to Zhao Feng's hand again, which surprised Karen.
Chapter completed!