I reported the heavens and the world

With a muffled snort, multiple wounds ruptured and blood spattered.

But the corner of Shen Lang's mouth twitched and he laughed.

"Because of pain, so joy!"

Instead of retreating, he approached, ignoring the dark green flames, and reached out to pinch Mo Lun's nostrils.

Mo Lun didn't expect to hit Shen Lang suddenly, so he was stunned.

Then, Shen Lang pushed his fingers upwards forcefully, and the inexplicable pain deformed Mo Lun's movements.

"If you don't have dignity, play with dignity."

"It's better to die standing than kneeling."

Mo Lun was hit by his nostrils, and his nostrils were torn apart because he couldn't bear it. For a moment, Mo Lun's face was covered in blood.

"What are you doing in a daze! Do it!"

He covered his nose angrily, and greeted the men he brought.

Shen Lang swept his long legs, as if he was recreating the scene of massacres in the Liu Mansion that day.

At this moment, he suddenly missed Li Mu.

No soundtrack, always feel a little bit off!

His legs swayed with sword lights, and his body was like the most terrifying weapon, leaving scars on the demons one after another-severe injuries would eventually affect their performance, otherwise these guys would fight alone. He was already killed.

In the process, his body seemed to be gradually undergoing some changes.

During this period of time, he had killed too many demons, and his body was already stained with demon blood.

At this moment, his body was almost exhausted, but a mysterious force gradually began to grow.

It seems that the power of the devil, and it seems that the breathing method has changed again.

Originally, every time he performed the breathing method, a mysterious air current would temporarily appear in his body, constantly wandering around.

And it was this airflow that strengthened his strength during the battle.

At this moment, it seems that because of his continuous use of breathing techniques, this airflow has gradually been permanently fixed in his body!

The air currents flowed through the meridians, engulfing the blood of the devil left on Shen Lang's body, continuously refining it.

His skin was slowly cracking, his eyes were red and black smoke was rising, and there seemed to be two pools of lava in his eye sockets!

Behind him slowly appeared a ferocious Shura phantom covered in blood!

Shen Lang's body is clearly close to the limit, but the more he fights, the braver he gets, the stronger he gets!

Except for some demons such as succubus, most demons are extremely warlike.

The battle gradually attracted other demons from the village.

They watched with enthusiasm, and joined the ranks of the battle.

Shen Lang was so jealous that his eyes even started to smoke!

He is transforming, he can't stop!

Agatha was protected behind him, and no demon could get close to him—this time, he would not let the tragedy happen again.

Agatha stared at Shen Lang's back, her eyes sparkled, something she had never had before was taking root in her heart and slowly sprouting.

Her knees seemed to have gained strength again, as Shen Lang said, she slowly stood up.

The fight lasted all day.

There is no sunshine in hell, this is a doomsday world, and the light source comes from the magma flowing on the earth.

"hu~hu~"

Shen Lang stood on the pile of corpses, panting heavily.

At this moment, his appearance has changed drastically.

The wounds on his body had already healed, but the scars remained, turning into strange magic lines, which crookedly drew a hideous picture on Shen Lang's body.

That's his medal!

The ferocious horns pointed at the sky from both sides of the forehead, and there was a devil's tail sweeping unconsciously behind him.

Although he is not used to it, but feeling the explosive power in his body, he seems to be able to accept it.

"Shen, Mr. Shen Lang..."

Agatha timidly walked towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang killed like crazy, slaughtered the entire village in a whole day - but what Shen Lang killed were all demons who took the initiative to join the battle, those who didn't do anything, Shen Lang didn't do anything to them.

The 'human scent' on him has become extremely weak, but the devil's breath is extremely strong!

To Agatha's surprise, Shen Lang turned from a human into a high-level demon by killing!

"You're standing up."

Shen Lang looked at Agatha and said with a smile: "Sure enough, I still don't want to be a slave, right?"

Agatha's eyes darkened, and she said in a low voice: "But Mr. Shen Lang, the whole hell is like this, we are powerless to change..."

"Is this the whole hell?"

Shen Lang smiled: "So what?"

"In that case, even if we don't want to be slaves, nothing can be changed, only we don't want to be."

Shen Lang pointed at the mountain of corpses under his feet, and said, "You can ask them first to see who still wants us to be slaves?"

"Ah this..."

Agatha froze.

Shen Lang continued: "Look, no one objected, right? Dignity is created, and this is the solution."

Agatha: "..."

Shen Lang took a deep breath, all the demonic features of his body were restrained, and all the scar medals disappeared.