The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"Haha, if you don't play some calculations, how can you kill me stupidly?" Beamon laughed, all three faces were full of mockery. "Originally I wanted to slow down, but now it's a rare opportunity to take advantage of it."

This opportunity was naturally the death of Sha Qi, which led to the Guru tribe and the humans who strayed into the Asura Way.

"After annexing your power, I will crusade and annihilate Shura, as well as greedy Shura. As long as you get rid of the three generals of Shura, the entire road of Shura will be mine!" Bimeng looked enthusiastic, and his eyes radiated. With a hot light.

"Dreaming!!" Ruth said with a sullen face, glanced at Ming Chan on one side, and said coldly: "The Asura Dao will only be unified by the Asura King, and will never fall into your hands."

"King Shura?" Bimen curled his lips and said mockingly: "Do you really believe it? Tsk tsk, that's just the rhetoric of the lowly races of the Huyou Guru tribe, I didn't expect even you to believe it."

"It's useless to say more!" Ruth raised her hand and waved abruptly. "All the Shura soldiers obey the order and kill them!"

Suddenly, the Shura warriors who had come over by Lu Si started to move and slew towards the Shura warriors of Bimon.

However, when they hit that battle formation barrier, they were bounced back.

"How is it possible?" Ruth widened her eyes and looked at the barrier in disbelief. "We can't break through this barrier?"

"Of course." Bimon spread out his six arms and said faintly: "We have made enough preparations. When you fall into this trap, how can you easily escape?"

Having said that, he glanced at Porch next to him and praised: "Mr. Mou, thanks to you this time, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to fall into this trap so easily."

Porch turned around, held his fist in Bimeng, and said lightly: "It is an honor for the villain to be able to serve for General Bimeng."

Mr. Mou? !

When Ming Chan heard this name, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and an old man flashed in his mind.

"Ah!" He squatted down with his hands holding his head in pain, and there were images that he had never seen before.

However, he can be sure that these pictures are his lost memories.

"Little guy, if you want to be a magic stick, you must be thick-skinned! Otherwise, you won't be able to move freely while fooling others."

"Chan'er, the so-called mind-reading is just trying to figure out people's minds through some details. As long as you can master this technique, you will be a qualified **** stick!"

"Chan'er, what I can teach you, I have taught you all. You are also a sacred stick who can be alone. So...you give me the twin souls!"

The picture freezes here, Ming Chan couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, and finally remembered everything.

"It's you?!" Ming Chan squinted his eyes, staring coldly at the fake Poqi. "Old stuff!!"

"Haha, do you remember it?" Fake Boqi squinted his eyes, then wiped his face, his face changed and he became an old man. "My Zen!"

"Shut up!!" Ming Chan yelled and stared at Mr. Mou angrily. "You raised me to adulthood and taught me the skills to walk the rivers and lakes. I am very grateful to you. However, you do so many premises, but to take my twin soul!"