After binding the wrong host, the system wins

After all, the devil has been recuperating and practicing in the devil world for hundreds of years. He reacted very quickly to Duan Zhuo's sudden attack. A large amount of devil energy gathered in his left hand, and he attacked Duan Zhuo. Burn this murderous whip.

Duan Zhuo was not to be outdone, and responded quickly.The divine power and demonic energy exploded in mid-air, making a loud noise, and the powerful air flow even spread to the nearby gods and demons, knocking them all away.

After a few seconds, the dense fog formed by the confluence of gods and magic power dispersed, and the generals could see clearly the battle situation of one god and one demon in the circle.

One of Duan Zhuo's top-quality magic weapons for self-defense has been blasted into pieces, scattered at her feet in pieces.She didn't look embarrassed, she could even be said to be able to do a job with ease, and there was a mocking smile on her lips, which made Mo Jun's teeth itch.

But only she knew that she was lucky enough to be able to block that blow, or maybe it was due to the original development of the plot in this illusion, how could it be impossible for her to play the God of War once and get caught in seconds?

Therefore, her coping methods can basically be attributed to instinct, which is the residual instinct of the body of the God of Burning Burning.

But then... it might not be so easy to deal with.

Duan Zhuo looked at the Demon Lord opposite her. If her eyes could kill a god, she would have been wiped out in a few seconds.Not to mention anything else, from the appearance of the two of them, Duan Zhuo has already won the victory.

The demon king's red robe was torn to pieces, it could almost be said to be hanging on his body, and his skin was even exposed in some places. It was not as white and attractive as imagined, but was blown to a bloody mess.

But the worst injury was not on his body, but on his face.

Although he tried his best to avoid the whip, the length of the whip was beyond his expectation.The small but hard snake bone cut a long scar across his face, sloping from the left temple to the corner of the right mouth.

It wouldn't matter if it was injured by an ordinary artifact, but Duan Zhuo attached the strange fire to the long whip, the original toxin and the strange fire in Xiangliu's bones complemented each other, one melted the flesh and blood, and the other burrowed into the bone desperately In just a few seconds, the Demon Lord's face was almost visible, even the many demon generals who were used to killing all day long couldn't help but feel terrified.

I haven't seen him for a thousand years, how did this move of the Burning God change?

Is it no longer the awe-inspiring righteousness and shrouded in divine light before, but has become more vicious?

You know, even in the Demon Realm, there are very few demon cultivators who would make such wounds...

It took a lot of effort for the demon king to restrain the spread of the strange fire. The wounds on his body could be healed with a little magic energy, but the scars on his face were still spreading slowly, and even the power of the demon could not Remove completely.

"Zhao, Zhuo!" He completely faded away from the frivolous look of his hippie smile, his eyes became redder because of anger, and he was about to bleed, "If I don't kill you here today, I will not be a demon !"

Duan Zhuo lightly tutted, she calmed down her qi and blood while the devil was treating the wound, slowly swallowed the blood in her mouth, and quickly combed her tendons again.

For her, the backflow of qi and blood, and the rupture of tendons and veins are no longer injuries. This is just a daily routine that she has experienced every day since she woke up.

But the Demon Lord was obviously enraged, and the attacks became more and more intensive, which made it difficult for Duan Zhuo to parry.At this moment, he is like an angry giant beast, without reason at all, and every move is based on bloodthirsty instinct.

Duan Zhuo swallowed a mouthful of blood again, and nonchalantly dropped a fragment of a top magic weapon.She has been passively defending and finally caught the attention of the demon king. He restrained himself for a few seconds with his remaining rationality, as if he had figured something out, he suddenly started laughing, attracting the attention of countless soldiers.

"Zhao Zhuo, do you have no divine power? Hahahaha, that killing move just now has consumed all your strength, right?" After thinking this through, he actually stopped the offensive and pulled out his blood-red sword. He smiled maliciously and said, "Today I will make you die in the most painful way!"

Not far away, the several gods who were defending against the enemy with all their strength were anxious when they heard this.Demon cultivators don't know anything about the God Realm, but how could they not know?It is not easy for Yan Zhuo to be able to last for so long, and even to severely injure the Demon Lord.She has just woken up not long ago, how can she defeat the Heavenly Demon, the Demon Lord?

But the situation in front of them no longer allowed them to think too much, Wen Ci still separated a touch of consciousness, attached it to the puppet, and quietly sent a message to Yuan Gu, hoping that the Emperor of Heaven could come to support him.

The Demon Lord had the intention of torturing Duan Zhuo, so he was more inclined to make Duan Zhuo suffer, rather than kill him with one blow, which undoubtedly gave Duan Zhuo a sigh of relief.

Duan Zhuo had discovered long ago that when the demon king attacked her, he would inevitably inhale the demon energy.The gods and demons repel each other, and the demonic energy in the body will cause her great pain, but it will not kill her immediately. It seems that the demon king also has such thoughts.

And I have been passively defending, is it my broken body?She just wanted to absorb the magic energy slowly.

Xiang Liu was slowly waking up inside her armor where the Demon Lord could not see.

Maybe... Xiang Liu is the variable in this battle, right?

After she consumed the last magic weapon of defense, the Xiangliu on her wrist had grown to five heads, and most of her sanity had recovered, and she could communicate with her normally.

Duan Zhuo glanced at the fragments of magic weapons all over the floor, and slowly pulled out the bone whip. Xiang Liu had followed her will, biting five heads tightly into her wrists, slowly sucking her divine blood to replenish himself , the sixth and seventh heads looming, ready to move.

The left hand has no strength at all, Duan Zhuo put his attention on the bone whip of his right hand.The different fire wrapped the bone whip again, and she didn't have much power left, so she could only use the superb whip technique to fight against the demon king.

The Demon Lord seemed to have seen this too, the bone whip showed a bewitching purple color, but only the golden light could not be seen.He licked the blood in his mouth, and when he attacked Duan Zhuo, his devilish energy intensified, as if he was already imagining how he would torture her in the next moment.

[You have to take apart all your bones to see if every one of them is so hard! 】

Duan Zhuo used his body and whip skills to fight against the demon king who was full of demonic energy. The duel lasted only a few minutes.Soon, she could no longer resist the huge demon energy, and was thrown to the ground by the demon lord's sword.

The black magical air circulated all over her body, and the golden divine light could hardly be seen.

The gods lamented in their hearts, how could it be possible for Shangshang Shangshen to be like this now?

Wen Ci was even more sad, wishing she could bear all this for Duan Zhuo in the past, but she could only hold tears in her eyes, and kept increasing her divine power to deal with the inexhaustible demon in front of her.

Holding the magic sword, the Demon Lord slowly stood beside Duan Zhuo.He looked at Duan Zhuo condescendingly, feeling a little bit emotional, and also a little joyful that his revenge had been avenged.

"Zhao Zhuo, you admit defeat to me now, and I can give you a quicker death."

Duan Zhuo was lying on the ground, propping up his upper body with his right hand, lowering his head so that people could not see her expression clearly.

"..." She seemed to say something, but the Demon King didn't hear it clearly, thinking that she was going to die soon, he squatted down rather "kindly", leaning forward, wanting to hear the last words of the former God of War .

He thought, what would Yan Zhuo say?It is estimated that it was something to scold him, anyway, he will definitely not beg for mercy.

But even if he was scolding him, he still wanted to hear with his own ears what scolding he would have with his scolding personality.

But when he got close to Zhuo Zhuo and listened to it several times before he understood what she was talking about, there was puzzlement in his eyes, but more vigilance.

What she said was: yes, time, time, time.