Chapter 1392

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The fragrance of "flowers" is everywhere, flying all over the city. An invisible figure is already buried in the rain of "flowers", invisible and invisible.

However, just Liu Qian's manifesto, many demons are clear!

Liu Qian, who gives them a sense of kinship, is not a demon clan, but a human being. In their eyes, Liu Qian looks the worst, just like the kind of human beings looking at some livestock. He is just a Chinese dish.

"Rampant, but also slaughtered a city, you think you are detached emperor?"

Some demons sneer and say, "the guy who hides his head and shows his tail may be running away now. Ha ha ha --"

"That's to say, you're a talented person to deceive me with this trick."

"It's just a pity that Zang tou and Lu Wei dare not show up. That's just right. This evening, I'm going to hold a banquet for 100 people at my home. Then I'll have a good look. What dignity do you have to talk about?"

"If it's true, I'll eat it then. Don't fool me!"

"Don't worry. Just a while ago, I found some ethnic refugees in a cave. Most of them are women. They are very good. They must be delicious. The skin is tender and the meat is tender. Ha ha ha."

The masters of these demon clans laughed wildly at this time. They didn't pay attention to what Liu Qian had just said as if they were listening to a joke.

Don't say that they didn't pay attention to Liu Qian. Even many demons nearby are the same. They just think Liu Qian is farting.

In their eyes, Liu Qian's "flower" rain has become a cover for Liu Qian to get away from the road.

However, when the concentration of "flower" rain is getting stronger and stronger, people can vaguely smell the smell of crisis.

"Hehe --"

From time to time, the evil spirit's sneer appeared in the scene, but even though there were many masters in these monsters, Liu Qian's figure could not be detected at all.

He is like a magic fog, which forms a barrier in front of you, but you can't catch him.

"It's interesting to have a banquet for hundreds of people. In that case, Liu Qian will hold a banquet for ten thousand demons. At that time, we will use your corpses to satisfy the needs of our people!"

This sentence, icy tone, makes many demons like falling into the ice cave. It is a kind of crushing from momentum, which makes many demons feel bad and want to retreat and escape from here.

However, it seems that everything is too late.

I can only see endless black silk threads, mixed with endless red light, filling the endless rain of flowers.

"What is this?"

One of the demons held out his hand in surprise and touched the black silk thread. His finger just fell on it. Suddenly, he was shocked to find that his finger had fallen off, and even the blood in his body had been "pulled out" for a moment, and his whole body had turned into a piece of "meat" and fell to the ground.

Even he didn't make any response to his death, so he was ruthlessly strangled. How can we say that he is also a little demon? According to the hierarchy of the Terran, he is also a celestial master. But even so how, now he, but just a corpse, the soul.

"Hum, pretend to be a ghost!"

There are masters of the demon clan, roll animation dark "color" evil, and Liu Qian will fight to the death.

But when his evil spirit just took shape, he didn't see that Liu Qian's figure was standing behind him quietly. The two daggers in his hand were like ten thousand arrows, which pierced hundreds of small "holes" in his body.

The scalding blood, more like being torn off mercilessly, is absorbed into the dagger. The speed is so fast that before the words of the demon clan are finished and the sound is not completely dropped, he has turned into pieces all over the place and has no life.

The atmosphere and breath of terror, strangeness and horror permeated the whole scene almost in an instant.

Some demons want to escape, but the strange black "color" silk thread and red light permeate almost every corner. In other words, it is impossible to run from here.

Death is just a matter of time. Therefore, many people are afraid of this clan called Liu Qian!

"What to do?"

"I don't know. The Lord of the city is not in the city today. It is said that he will have to wait until evening to come back. Such a long time is enough for him to slaughter the city. Damn it --"

"This guy's method is too weird. I can't break it. Even though I'll send it later, this silk thread is too weird. No one dares to try it."

For a time, many master level demons have ugly faces, especially when they see a good friend die in front of them, but they can't help it. That feeling is really sad and bitter.

"From now on, for the sake of the dignity of our human race, we can only sacrifice you stupid guys, ha ha, ha ha --"

Liu Qian, who appeared suddenly, laughed wildly and disappeared again.

Just when the demon clan wanted to pursue his figure and kill it, he suddenly saw that Liu Qian's figure was everywhere, just like the endless figure of Liu Qian, each of which was real.

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Kill, kill——

The bloody air, like a terrible "wave", is spreading rapidly in the air, attracting groups of demons to check. However, when these demons come over, they unconsciously and strangely feel that the rain of flowers is spreading out.

Gradually they wrapped their bodies in it. When they wanted to leave, it seemed a little late, because the black silk thread and the red light had quietly cut their bodies into pieces.

Ouch——

Some monsters are unwilling to turn into noumenon, but they are a gorgeous tiger. They want to rush out, but in an instant, they turn into white bones on the ground. There is no blood spilling over, which makes some monsters feel terrible and even desperate.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know. How can I know? Damn it, what kind of disaster is this? Why even we little demons are going to be slaughtered --" Damn it, don't come in. It's not good - the rain of flowers is spreading too fast. "

After being wrapped up in the rain of flowers, some of the demons who had not died in the rain had no choice but to show their hands. Some of them had no choice but to look for their own death.

The endless red awn turns into one shock wave after another. Even though these demon clans still have a strong power in it, under the extreme speed and the red light of the black line without dead angle, their bodies can't even do a little extra action.

No matter how strong the defense is, even a turtle demon who is good at defense will be ruthlessly cut into pieces when it meets the black line, and its blood will be mercilessly absorbed by the red light and disappear.

The atmosphere of fear and horror almost spread in the rain of flowers, leaving only the demons in their hearts. How can they resist?

At first, the most fierce clans of the master level demons have turned into corpses all over the place. Even those clans of the master level demons are not rivals. How can they dare to say that they can get away from here.

The killing is like a merciless rain. Liu Qian's figure wanders through the "flower" rain, harvesting one demon life after another, absorbing the purest blood in their bodies.

At this time, Liu Qian did not have the slightest feelings, but only a killing heart.

There is no "flower" rhetoric, there is only because the dignity has been trampled on again and again, resulting in a violent mood, at this time a thorough outbreak.

It seems that only these demons' frightening faces can satisfy his lonely and crazy heart.

Killing demons, even if it is killing in many, Liu Qian's heart, will not rise out of a trace of intolerance.

Maybe once, but after seeing that the Terrans were divided into different meals, Liu Qian completely hid his thoughts in his heart.

With the killing again and again, Liu Qian will not feel tired. He sticks a dagger into his ribs again and again, and fills his body with the blood he gets. After purification, he will radiate endless vitality again.

Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but Liu Qian felt that he was getting closer and closer to breaking through the current level.

Kill, kill——

Roar and low roar burst out from Liu Qian's mouth from time to time. He roared and turned into the most merciless sword of killing. The demons all over the sky screamed and wailed, becoming his soul under the sword. It's pathetic.

The shrill screams spread far and wide, attracting more demons. Unconsciously, they were attracted to the spreading rain of flowers, and they could no longer escape from this terrible cage.

However, among them, there is a little "female" of the human race. Her cultivation has reached the zenith of heaven, and she is about to enter the master level. She has always been hidden in the demon clan and is careful.

But when she saw the general picture of Shura area in consternation, the sky full of bones and endless terror filled her vision from time to time, which made her heart sink down and seemed to have no hope.

"People?"

Just when the little girl almost fell into despair and regretted that she should not have come to the seemingly gorgeous rain of flowers, a figure in a black Samurai suit, holding two bright red daggers and white hair fluttering in the wind suddenly appeared in front of her. That pair of scarlet eyes full of strange color, staring at her, looking at her some hair, the whole person's body and mind with a tremor, what a terrible look.

It's just that this face is really handsome, but why does he want to kill so much? Is he human?

Young woman's heart is very complicated. She dare not act rashly, because there are black lines all around her that have no dead corner to trap her. She has seen the power of that black line from other demon tribes. If she moves, she may be dismembered!

But at this time, the young woman's heart was really desperate. She watched in amazement as Liu Qian slowly raised the red "color" dagger in her hand, and saw that it was about to stab her body. She could even feel how terrible the tyrannical atmosphere spread from Liu Qian's body was.