Chapter 1192

"With your strength, it's impossible to retaliate Han Guangming all your life! Fall! Join us and you'll have more power. Kill all the people you want to kill and plunder the women you want!! As long as you join hands with us, the whole ethereal river is your hunting ground! "

The black mist around Mu Han forms a strange face, which whispers in Mu Han's ear.

The smell of black diffuses over Muhan's body, which is a sign of demonization.

"Shut up!! I won't be demonized!! I am human, I will never be demonized!! Shut up! "

Mu Han's face is frightened, ferocious and twisted, shrill and miserable.

"What's good about being human? Short life, weak strength, weak body. If you become a demon, you will have a long life and strong strength. You can get what you want. You can do what you want! "

"Don't Zhang Qingyao and Eliza look down on you? As long as you become demons, you can make them yield to your power and let them be bullied by you

"Come on, as long as you make up your mind, you can become a demon man and one of us! Don't you take my skull with you for this day? "

From the face of the black fog came the strange and tempting murmurs.

Mu Han clenched his teeth like a wounded beast and roared: "no!! I just want to leave a way back!! I'm not going to be a demon now! "

Mu Han attacked an S-level demon before, and then quietly collected the skull part of the demon.

Once the demon hunters are transformed into demons, they will immediately have the undead characteristics second only to the original enchanter, and truly play the horror regeneration ability of the demon God series. At a critical time, it can even be a card to reverse the war.

Many demon hunters are directly transformed into demons in the face of desperate battle, killing the strong enemy at one stroke. However, they will kill all their companions after they kill their strong enemies, so it is a taboo for them to turn into demon hunters.

But in life and death, who will care so much? As long as you can kill the enemy, it's a good trick. So from time to time, some people steal the skulls of demons. Because only by directly using the skulls of demons can they be transformed into demons in the shortest time.

Those who don't use the skulls of demon hunters generally need a period of time to prepare to become demon hunters. Of course, those who have completely despaired of the world, or are engulfed by fear, anger and other extreme emotions can instantly complete the transformation.

"Now everyone looks down on you, everyone thinks you're stupid. Don't you want to give a lesson to those who look down on you? Let them see you. "

"Besides, do you want to see Han Guangming take everything from you? He took your [shadow sword], and then he will take everything from you step by step. Let you have nothing

"No!"

Mu Han roared, and his whole body was covered with endless black air.

In a luxurious room.

"This is the ghost sword, the SS Level demon killing sword! Good baby! This holy sword is equivalent to a top secret treasure at the level of great demon! And very hard, can be used to kill SSS level of the original plus magic! Now it's my weapon! We have to find a way to make it evolve into a SSS level demon killing sword. "

"It's also simple. Kill more SS Level protodemons, and then use their corpses and the source of real demons to make SSS level demon killing sword."

Shu Feng takes that [shadow magic sword] and raises his mouth slightly, showing a smile.

The shadow power is contained in that [shadow sword], which is very consistent with Shu Feng's shadow power, and is also the most suitable for him.

Shu Feng puts the ghost sword in front of him, swallows a bottle of ethereal secret medicine, and runs the secret method.

Bursts of light flash, the [shadow sword] resonates with Shu Feng, and a shadow curse is printed on his forehead, which makes him look mysterious.

A month later.

In Muhan's room, countless black Qi dispersed, revealing a demon man with a devil's horn, covered with black scales and muscles.

Mu Han showed a ferocious smile: "this is demonization! It's wonderful. I don't have any discomfort. I was deceived by the despicable demon hunter leaders. They want to monopolize this wonderful power. I will bring down the hammer of justice to them and eat up their internal organs! "

"Congratulations, join us and be one of us. When are you going to destroy the ethereal river? "

A strange skull is surrounded by evil Qi, which condenses to form a face.

"Now, of course, I can't wait for a moment! I want to let the people of the ethereal River know the end of offending me. "

With a smile, Mu Han's magic Qi shrinks and changes rapidly into his human form, striding out.President's office.

"Here you are, Muhan! Are you well cultivated? "

Zhou Ling looked at the Mu Han who stepped into the office and asked with some concern.

Mu Han is the most promising genius of the ethereal River to be promoted to SS Level demon hunter. Once he is promoted, he can become a strong man on the same level as Zhou Ling, and he can also become the next president of the ethereal river.

Muhan has made countless contributions to the river of emptiness, and countless yuanjiamo have been hunting. Zhou Ling is also closer to him.

Mu Han, with a dignified face, walked towards Zhou Ling and said in a low voice: "president, I have important information to report to you!! That's information about Han Guangming. I suspect that he may be a devil

In Zhou Ling's eyes, there was a dignified voice: "demon man? Do you have any evidence? "

"Of course, I've been following him these days. It is found that Han Guangming is not only a demon man, but also in collusion with an elder of our ethereal river. "

Mu Han, with a dignified face, came to Zhou Ling and whispered: "that elder's name is!"

"Me!"

Mu Han suddenly showed a ferocious smile, and a sharp and incomparable Magic Horn appeared on his head. He madly hit Zhou Ling.

The sharp and incomparable Magic Horn ran through Zhou Ling's head.

With a flash of black light, Muhan's body suddenly changed into a demon man form. Countless black shadow lines, like maggots of tarsal bones, ran through Zhou Ling's body.

As the shadow lines rolled up, Zhou Ling's body split into pieces and scattered on the ground.