Reiki Recovery: Signing In The Basement After Ten Years

"what?"

"The Blood God Race actually submitted to Kunlun Palace..."

"We have become the Insurgent Party..."

"Outrageous! Is Kunlun Palace blind?"

Hearing Sun Hong's words, everyone immediately exploded.

Sadness appeared on many people's faces.

As the head of the Sejong Gate of the Human Race, Kunlun Palace is located in Kyoto. It should have been the patron of all the people of the Dragon Kingdom.

But now Kunlun Palace actually helped these strange demons to deal with the human race.

How sad and hateful.

"Kunlun dog thief, really damn it."

Liu Hongyi was originally a cynical person. Hearing Sun Hong's words, a pair of cold eyes could not help but show a strong killing intent.

If it weren't for the opponent, she might have been rushing forward and breaking the opponent's body into pieces.

With a triumphant smile on Sun Hong's face, he was very satisfied with the reaction of everyone in the Slayer League.

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at Lu Zhuang.

The scene of being abused by Lu Zhuang's blood yesterday could not help appearing in his mind.

A spiteful color flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly he thought about it, and immediately looked at everyone in the Demon League, "Aren't you weird, you think there are traitors in the league, and someone betrayed you?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Slayer League immediately refreshed.

Sun Hong turned his head and looked at Lu Zhuang with a smile on his face, "Lu Zun, what are you hesitating at this time? Quickly kill Zhang Jiuchen and destroy the Demon League. This is a great achievement."

Hearing this, Lu Zhuang was suddenly surrounded by space.

Everyone backed away one after another, and turned towards Lu Zhuang with a look of alertness.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, Liu Hongyi and Zhang Jiuchen still stood firmly beside Lu Zhuang.

Liu Hongyi stared at Sun Hong coldly, "You don't want to sow discord here."

Zhang Jiuchen nodded, "Yes, if you want to deal with the Demon League with Brother Lu's strength, you don't need to do this at all."

Hearing the words of Liu Hongyi and Zhang Jiuchen, everyone's faces suddenly showed shame.

Yes, how could Lu Zhuang be a traitor.

With Lu Zhuang's strength, he could suppress them with a direct shot, so why bother.

Lu Zhuang looked at Sun Hong mockingly, "Is this your strategy?"

"Let you see." Sun Hong snorted coldly.

Of course he also knew that instigating discord would not have much effect at all. The reason for saying this was just to make Lu Zhuang sick.

After all, it depends on strength to speak.

Sun Hong turned his head and glanced at Blackhorn Demon Venerable.

Blackhorn Demon Lord nodded, and then gave an order, "Do it!"

Following the order of the Black Horn Demon Lord, the blood gods warriors around him immediately slew towards the crowd.

"Lu Zhuang, yesterday's insult, you must repay it twice today and die for me."

Sun Hong shot out a palm, and a golden palm print the size of a magic disk blasted towards Lu Zhuang.

"That's it?"

A trace of disdain flashed across Lu Zhuang's horn.

With a wave of his hand, a ray of light radiated from his hand, directly blasting on the golden palm print.

Just listening to the boom, the golden palm prints were directly shattered by the boom.

"The light of fireflies dare to bloom."

Lu Zhuang looked at Sun Hong with disdain.

"Don't be smug, I was just careless yesterday. Do you think I'm really afraid of you?"

With a cold snort, Sun Hong got out of his Tianling Cap with a whisk.

Huh!

Sun Hong grasped the whisk and said, "Today, let you know what happened to offending my Sun Hong?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhuang raised his brows and looked at Sun Hong with some surprise.

What makes this guy so confident?

"watch out!"

The whisk in Sun Hong's hand swept across Luzhuang, and the silver-white silk thread spread rapidly.

One strand, ten strands, a hundred strands, a thousand strands, ten thousand strands...

Like a white snake in the sky, overwhelmingly wrapped around Luzhuang.

boom!

Lu Zhuang fisted a strand of white silk thread, but the white silk thread was so light that it was not strong at all.

This punch was like hitting in the air, and it failed to break the silver thread.

"Um?"

Lu Zhuang raised his hand and waved, a wind blade slashed directly on the silver thread.

With a ding sound, the sky full of silver threads were cut straight to countless by this wind blade.

However, these silver threads seemed to have an inexhaustible source, and one strand gave birth to another strand.

This made Lu Zhuang couldn't help but think of the chain spell of Chu Tianliu in Wuliang Mountain last time, which seemed to have a similar effect to this dusting, with a similar effect.

Huh huh!

The silver thread quickly wrapped around Lu Zhuang's hands and feet, one by one, directly wrapping Lu Zhuang like a rice dumpling, looking like a giant silkworm cocoon from a distance.

"Hahahaha... I see you are not dead this time, boy, this is a magical tool that our Kunlun Palace Great Heavenly Sovereign has used before. "

Sun Hong laughed wildly.

"No, Brother Lu is in danger."

"stop!"

Zhang Jiuchen's expression changed, and immediately waved an iron sword to kill Sun Hong, trying to rescue Lu Zhuang.

With a wave of the iron sword in his hand, a sharp sword light tens of feet long pierced towards Sun Hong.

Huh!

A thunder light blasted over, directly blasting the sword light away.

"Do you think I don't exist?"

The Black Horned Demon Lord turned into a stream of light and blocked Zhang Jiuchen's face, looking at Zhang Jiuchen with a mocking look.

"Go away!"

Zhang Jiuchen drank.

The iron sword in his hand waved out, and the iron sword split up in the air.

One change into ten, ten into one hundred, one hundred into one...

Swish...

Countless iron swords overwhelmed the sky, stabbing towards Blackhorn Demon Venerable like raindrops.

The Black Horned Demon Lord was not afraid at all, an energy shield surrounded by thunder and lightning appeared on the surface of his body. Those iron swords pierced on the energy shield, suddenly all burst, turning into countless iron filings and dissipating.

"boom!"

The body of the iron sword was flew by the Black Horn Demon Lord, and with a slur, it returned to Zhang Jiuchen's hands.

"You are too weak."

Black Horn Demon Lord looked at Zhang Jiuchen with some disdain.

Zhang Jiuchen immediately became angry. Everyone is the same venerable, and this black horn looked down upon himself so much.

"You haven't beaten me yet, what big talk."

"It doesn't matter if you have a hand to defeat you."

Blackhorn Demon Sovereign said sarcastically.

Between the pair of black devil horns on his forehead, a black ball of light emerged.

There are red arcs surrounding this black energy light ball, which looks dark and mysterious.

"Let you see what real strength is."

Black Horn Demon Lord looked at Zhang Jiuchen with a cold face, the black ball of light on his head melted like flowing water.

Black and red arcs intertwined all over his body, and crackling sounds kept ringing.

At this moment, the Black Horned Demon Lord was like the incarnation of Thor, and a breath of violent destruction emanated from his body.

"this……"

Zhang Jiuchen's pupils suddenly shrank.

At this moment, the Black Horned Demon Sovereign gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

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