Fantasy: If you are asked to be the Demon King, will you mass-produce the Demon Ancestor?

At the same time, all the demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley felt that their bodies were light.

As if the haze dissipated, all the coercion before, at this moment, all dissipated, not only that, but even the giant rat that shrouded the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Valley turned into faint blue smoke at this moment and disappeared into the sea of people.

The demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley stared at the sky not far away.

Looking at the invincible dragon shadow under the night, his eyes were full of inexplicable worship and awe.

This is their king!

An invincible, unrivaled king!

"This is ... The breath of the same kind!

"How is this possible, how can there be a second Lingming stone monkey here!"

Monkey San, who was running towards the border at a rapid pace, suddenly heard the exclamation of the figure in his body, and couldn't help frowning, and asked with some doubt, "Master, what happened??"

"At that moment just now, Yu Lao Sun suddenly felt the breath of the same kind, but Yu Lao Sun really couldn't understand how the bloodline of the second Lingming Stone Monkey would appear here, if it really existed, how could Yu Lao Sun have never felt it before..."

The bloodline of the second Lingming stone monkey? Hearing

this, Monkey San was also stunned, followed closely, his face changed slightly, "You mean that the demon monkey who besieged Mist Hidden City was a demon monkey with the same bloodline as me?"

"Stupid you, what Lao Sun said, of course, is the big demon who blocked that rat's attack!"

After the mysterious figure finished speaking, he added with some hesitation:

"Judging from the breath alone, it is a big demon!" Moreover, the person I observed was obviously the little dragon, could it be that the power of the bloodline was the illusion simulated by the little dragon?

"This..." Hearing

this, Monkey San was also stunned in place, looking at the heavenly dome obsessively, the invincible dragon shadow.

......

"You don't have to be beaten in this armor! How did it break like this?

Chen Wuyi rubbed his fists, constantly stretching his muscles and bones, and gradually adapting to the bloodline power in this body.

On weekdays, this body was only used to accelerate cultivation, and when he was suddenly moved out to fight, he was a little uncomfortable.

However, smashing the Purple Rat King's armor with one punch was beyond his expectations, originally according to what he thought, at most, it would be to repel the other party, after all, it was the same seventh order.

But soon, Chen Wuyi was relieved.

Lingming stone monkey is known for its flesh and iron bones.

However, the phantom body of the bloodline of the Spirit Ming Stone Monkey that he controlled possessed the strength of a seventh-order peak that was almost perfect.

The amethyst armor of the little mouse demon sacrifice is just a glass craft as thin as a cicada's wings in front of the real horizontal refining master.

Moreover, the punch just now made Chen Wuyi's whole body quite transparent.

When he controls the dragon body, he has a feeling of heaven and earth, only I am respected, like everything in this world, it has nothing to do with him, the dragon hides from the world, and the ancestral dragon despises the world.

And when he controlled the body of this Lingming stone monkey, it gave him a feeling of fighting with the sky and the earth, and was bound to stir up this side of the heaven and earth.

This feeling, which comes from the blood, is engraved in the bones and touches the soul.

This may be marked by the system, because of the difference in bloodline and the difference in talent, the ability deviation caused by the difference.

But none of this mattered, at the moment, Chen Wuyi just wanted to have a fist-to-flesh and hearty battle.

The figure swept away, and he was already in full view of everyone, rushing towards the Purple Rat King.

Almost instantly, he had already arrived in front of the Purple Rat King, full of blood and qi, a golden halo appeared above his phantom body, and the next moment, a punch bombarded down.

This punch was simple and rude, without any gorgeous skills, just like the most simple punch, but the demons felt an infinite oppressive force in this punch.

It is as if this punch can shatter mountains and rivers, and it is extremely violent.

"Find dead !!"

The Purple Rat King was furious, his figure swelled a few words, and he manifested the body of the fierce beast, and almost instantly, above his purple hair, bursts of purple fire rose.

And the wounds on his body began to heal rapidly the moment the purple flames rose.

The breath of the big demon is evident at this moment.

Straight towards Chen Wuyi.

The distance between the two sides continued to approach, and Chen Wuyi did not care about the changes around the Purple Rat King, and just like that, in front of everyone's eyes, there was a head-on collision with the Purple Rat King.

"Bang!!"

After a fierce collision, all the sounds in the field stopped abruptly.

The huge body of the Purple Rat King was directly penetrated by Chen Wuyi's punch, and even the Yuan Infant Purple Mansion in his body was directly shattered and penetrated.

Chen Wuyi's phantom body went from flesh to soul, almost completely exploding the Purple Rat King!

"Tick, tick..."

Purple blood fell to the ground, rendering the land.

Until this moment.

Only then did all the demon races present react, and there was an uproar!!

"The Purple Rat King... The Purple Rat King was killed with one punch! "

How is this possible!!" That's the Purple Rat King! "

Fake, definitely fake... The Purple Rat King is wise and martial, invincible to the world, how can he be killed by a demon punch. The

demons looked solemn, looking at the direction of Chen Wuyi and the Purple Rat King, with shock and timidity in their eyes.

They thought it was a battle without suspense, but now, it has indeed become a battle without suspense, but the end is reversed.

"Illusion, all this is just an illusion, I have long heard that the mirage dragon illusion is amazing, I really didn't expect that it could affect me and so on invisibly."

"That's right, the Purple Rat King can't be killed by a punch, it must be that I waited invisibly and touched some kind of illusion."

"Strike, you all follow me, break this illusion!"

There was a big demon roaring, with a bit of shock and fear in his eyes.

Although the probability of what happened here was an illusion, seeing the death of the Purple Rat King, they could only bite the bullet and attribute what happened before to the illusion.

There is no way, if the Purple Rat King is really dead, surrender or escape at this moment, for them, there is only one way to die.

Because the one standing behind the Purple Rat King is the terrifying Black Wind Village, the almost invincible Black Wind King.

With the words of the big demon, the demon kings also understood the reason, did not dare to hesitate, and gathered their qi to cast spells, and for a while, countless spells, like raindrops, swept towards Chen Wuyuan's phantom body from all directions.

In an instant, dozens of extremely powerful attacks swept down from all directions, covering Chen Wuyuan's phantom body.

Chen Wuyi's phantom body frowned, and his left hand casually punched towards the void, followed closely, and the originally calm void was like a mirror, and countless cracks appeared.

Immediately afterwards, these attacks were all blocked by these cracks, and they did not touch Chen Wuyi at all.

The next moment, Chen Wuyi casually threw the body of the Purple Rat King towards the ground, and his eyes looked coldly at the many demon kings not far away.