Chapter 1711 Kill!

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With a bang, the hall collapsed and turned into ruins.

Of course, in terms of the physical fitness of everyone present, the collapsed buildings and bricks of the palace could not pose a threat to them. After all, this is just a naturally falling stone, not an attack by an evolutionary master who infused spiritual power.

It's just dusty, and the visuals are not bad.

Bai Xiaowen's spiritual protection automatically pushed away the stones that fell on his head. The same goes for the other militias.

"My palace—"

The Disaster Demon King roared loudly.

However, halfway through the roar, it stopped abruptly.

The Calamity Demon King suddenly discovered that around the ruins of the main hall, groups of skeleton soldiers appeared at unknown times.

"It's those two thousand skeleton soldiers! That monster lord, why didn't he wipe out this group of skeletons? It violated my order!" The Calamity Demon King shouted angrily.

A voice came from afar: "Who wants to obey your orders? Do you pay me wages?"

Everyone looked sideways, but saw a group of monsters appearing not far away, the front one was a two-story-tall giant wolf with snow-white hair.

Beside the Calamity Demon King, the middle-aged human man whispered: "The great Calamity King, it seems that the number of these skeleton soldiers is more than two thousand...too many!"

Indeed, there were already two thousand skeleton soldiers present, and on the various roads of the city of disaster, you can still see a steady stream of skeleton soldiers coming, mixed with more powerful stitch monsters and ghosts. Wait, there are at least ten thousand undead creatures!

The Calamity Demon King gritted his teeth, looked at Bai Xiaowen, and said, "You actually hide your strength."

"That's right."

Bai Xiaowen simply answered two words.

"Why can you sneak into my palace so smoothly?" the Calamity Demon King asked.

Bai Xiaowen didn't answer.

However, the Three Heavenly King stepped aside, revealing the sturdy body of Golding, the demon general resurrected from darkness.

"Golding—how dare you betray me!"

The Disaster Demon King roared, but Golding remained silent.

"Don't delay any longer."

Bai Xiaowen said leisurely, "King of Disaster, you will definitely die today. As for you..."

Bai Xiaowen's eyes turned to the middle-aged human man, and he smiled and said, "I'm very interested in you. Let's have a good chat after the King of Disaster is destroyed."

The middle-aged human man shrank his neck.

"Hmph! Stupid human beings." The Calamity Demon King sneered, "I have my own way to escape. Your conspiracy today is just useless. After I summon the demon army, I will definitely destroy all human settlements in the Dark Continent, and let you Wait until you regret it."

A beam of green halo spread out from the palm of the Disaster Demon King, forming a space portal. With a sneer, the Calamity Demon King stepped into the space portal.

"My lord, please take me!" The middle-aged human man followed closely.

However, after passing through the green door, the disaster demon king and the middle-aged human beings were surprised to find that the expected teleportation did not take effect.

"What's going on?" The Disaster Demon King stared around, "There is a strange energy that interferes with the positioning of my portal!"

Bai Xiaowen said calmly: "You can't run away. The undead army is arranged in a square formation, and the spiritual power is concrete!"

Ten thousand skeleton soldiers were divided into ten square formations. Bai Xiaowen's spiritual power gushed out crazily and connected to the ten square formations, and ten images of black giants suddenly rose up.

Every black giant is filled with powerful dark spiritual power.

After all, each black giant is formed by gathering the spiritual power of a thousand skeleton soldiers.

Bai Xiaowen felt a little bit of difficulty, manipulating so many powerful manifestations of spiritual power at the same time, the consumption of true energy is quite terrifying.

However, the figurative strength of these ten black giants is also worthy of Bai Xiaowen's consumption.

Purely in terms of spiritual power, the ten black giants are concrete, and none of them are inferior to the disaster demon king, so they can be regarded as "quasi-king level" powerhouses.

The only thing that is lacking is skills. Bai Xiaowen manipulates ten figurations and cannot perform any skill attacks for the time being. He can only fight in the most primitive "combined attack" method.

Boom boom boom...

A series of black spiritual powers attacked together, blasting towards the disaster demon king like cannonballs.

A sawblade with green light suddenly appeared in the hands of the Calamity Demon King, and it slashed horizontally and vertically at the black spiritual power bullets, defeating one spiritual power shell after another.

His proficiency in combat skills is indeed admirable. He can use the saw blade to block the shells bombarded from different directions, front, back, left, and right, unambiguously.

It's a pity that Bai Xiaowen himself didn't intend to win with skill - fighting against a high-level king-level demon who has lived for an unknown amount of time is purely looking for abuse.

From the very beginning, Bai Xiaowen manipulated ten manifestations of spiritual power, in order to overwhelm people with force, and forcefully crush the disaster demon king to death.

Fortunately, the army of the Calamity Demon King was sent to the Wangtu River Valley and could not return for the time being.

The rest of the demonic army in the city of disasters was blocked by the group of monsters led by Angry Claw. Coupled with the assistance of the Three Heavenly Kings and the militia, these unorganized demonic armies could not come to support at all.

puff.

The Calamity Demon King spurted green blood from his mouth. No matter how skillful he was, he couldn't stop the endless spiritual energy shells.

First, the spiritual power was not sustained, then the meridians were concussed, and then he vomited blood and was injured.

The Disaster Demon King who lost his spiritual protection is very fragile, but his huge body has become the best target.

Tom tom tom tom——

Bai Xiaowen was expressionless, ten shells of spiritual power bombarded the injured body of the Calamity Demon King in an instant.

The scales fell off, green blood splattered, large areas of chapped appeared on the skin of the Calamity Demon King, and the health value dropped rapidly.

This is equivalent to ten masters of the same level as him, beating him continuously, even if he is thick-skinned, he can't bear it.

"No! My power is invincible—"

A big hole was blasted out of the Calamity Demon King's chest, through which he could even see the gray sky behind him.

The calamity demon king declared death.

Bai Xiaowen immediately dissipated his spiritual energy and took a short breath.

Fortunately, only half of the true energy was consumed, which is not too exaggerated. Bai Xiaowen took out the artifact "Blessing of Longevity" and put it on his body to speed up the recovery of spiritual power. As for the ten-second abnormal state that must appear every hour, it doesn't matter, anyway, the most important battle is over.

As for the soul of the Calamity Demon King, of course it was forcibly absorbed by the face of the God of Death.

Bai Xiaowen was tired of seeing the shock and disbelief when the souls of these demons were sucked away, and the Demon King of Calamity did not perform much better than other demons at this moment.