I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 636

These three human warriors obviously followed the demon warrior's blood trail all the way. Obviously, this demon warrior made a big circle in the forest and came back here again. After all, the entrance to the demon world is that road. Shimen, if the demon warriors want to escape, they must return to that stone gate.

The identities of these three demon apostles are much higher than Kemul's. Looking at it, it's like looking at a pile of garbage.

"It's really trash. More than 100 people were beaten like this by several human races. When did the demons fall to such a state!" The demon apostle on the left looked around disdainfully, looking at the demon camp With stumped limbs and broken arms all over the place, this demon apostle showed no anger or pity, but a look of disdain on his face.

"These are just the lowest demon warriors and cannot represent the entire demon clan!" The demon apostle standing in the middle frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"You're right, my lord. I made a slip of the tongue." The previous demon apostle hastily bowed slightly and explained.

"Okay, go and get rid of those three human warriors, and I'll get rid of those two little mice that are hiding!" After the middle-aged demon apostle finished speaking, he looked towards the hidden direction of Han Dong and Dong An come over.

At this moment, the demon apostle standing on the far right suddenly spoke, and said respectfully: "How dare you bother Mr. Mojue to do it yourself? Just leave those two little mice to me."

"Hanmo, one of those two people is quite strong, be careful of overturning!" the demon apostle on the left chuckled, with a sneer on his ferocious face.

"Hmph, Hercule, take care of yourself. If I can't do it, then the adults will naturally take action, and it's not your turn to worry about it!" Hanmo snorted coldly, and a thick purple-black mist suddenly radiated from his body, covering his whole body. The person turned into a giant black palm and rushed towards Han Dong and Dong An.

Black devilish energy like raging waves swept in, and the entire giant palm, like a mountain peak, pressed down on the two of them.

Dong An had never heard of this kind of spiritual art, not to mention seeing it with his own eyes. At this moment, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't even move an inch, like a prey being targeted by a natural enemy.

"Move, move!" Dong An yelled furiously in his heart, but at this moment, his whole body was bound by a mysterious force, not to mention dodging, even lifting his little finger was an extremely difficult thing .

Mental lock, mental coercion!
This is the crushing of a high-level strongman facing a low-level strongman. The strength gap between the two is like a gap. Facing the demon strongman in the Broken Star Realm, Dong An, let alone resisting, even dodging He had an extravagant wish, and could only watch helplessly as the giant palm fell and patted himself into a puddle of flesh, but he couldn't do anything.

Just when Dong An was waiting to die in despair, he suddenly heard a roar of a tiger and a roar of a dragon, and a huge phantom of a white tiger suddenly appeared, leaping towards the sky, waving its right paw, and the black tiger in the sky The giant palms collided fiercely.

bang~
With a loud noise, the void began to vibrate violently, and the invisible energy spread in all directions, directly flying Dong An more than ten meters away, and fell hard to the ground.

puff!
Dong An spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt a sharp stabbing pain between his chest and abdomen, as if something sharp had pierced into his body. He knew that the aftermath of the battle just now had seriously injured him, and his ribs in his body might have been completely damaged. It broke and pierced into the chest and abdomen. If he didn't receive timely treatment, he would die in a short time.

"I can't even resist the aftermath of their battle." Dong An had a wry smile on his face, and lay down on his back, as if he had given up struggling.

At this time, Han Dong had already fought with the demon apostle again. The previous move of ten times holy tiger cut directly smashed the demon apostle's transformed black giant palm, and even the demon apostle himself He suffered a lot of injuries, which made his originally ferocious face even more ugly.

Hanmo was full of anger. It never expected that a small mid-level human warrior in the Rainbow Light Realm would possess such formidable strength. He would not be at a disadvantage in the battle against a strong man in the Broken Star Realm. While it felt ashamed and indignant, it also had a hint of vigilance in its heart.

"Fighting in the Rainbow Light Realm and the Broken Star Realm, this human youth may have an unusual background, maybe it is a secret weapon carefully cultivated by the Human Empire!" Han Mo secretly thought, and with 12 points of energy, he dealt with Han Dong Together.

"Hehe, let me tell you, Hanmo, one of these two little mice is difficult to deal with!" Herkul on the side had already killed all the three human warriors who had chased them out of the forest. Seeing that Han Mo was fighting with Han Dong, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while, he couldn't help but sneered: "I just didn't expect, Han Mo, how come you have become so weak now, even a little guy in the Rainbow Light Realm can deal with it!" No more, hey, how do I feel, you are about to lose, hahaha!"

"Herkul, shut up!" Hanmo felt ashamed immediately after being ridiculed, especially in front of Lord Mojue, which made Hanmo feel even more ashamed.

"Boy, die!" Han Mo decided to use the tribal secret technique, pay some price, end the battle as soon as possible, and restore his position in the heart of Lord Mojue.

For a moment, a large amount of devilish energy emanated from Hanmo's body, and these devilish energy revolved around Hanmo, finally forming a huge black tornado more than ten feet high.

Hanmo's body also slowly swelled up in this tornado, becoming taller and taller.

A vague figure was getting higher and higher in the tornado, and at the same time, there were constant moans of pain that could not be suppressed from the tornado.

A sneer appeared on Herkul's face, and he stared at the tornado on the surface of Hanmo's body with great interest, as if watching a play.

"Is this the tribal secret technique of the Blood Ax clan?" Lord Mojue suddenly said: "It seems that it is a kind of spiritual technique similar to the body enlargement technique, but this kind of spiritual technique will affect the body of the caster. It caused a certain amount of damage, and I don’t know if this kind of spiritual art performed by Han Mo will have such sequelae!”

"Master Mojue has extraordinary eyesight!" Hekuer quickly complimented: "The tribal secret art of the Blood Axe is just the lowest secret art handed down from the Heavenly Demon Sacred Mountain. The body enlargement technique is even more powerful! This time, Hanmo was forced to use the secret technique, and for the next three months at least, it will not be able to continue fighting, and must rest."

Mo Jue pondered for a moment, nodded expressionlessly, and stopped talking.

The corners of Herkul's mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at Hanmo in the tornado, with an imperceptible haze in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)