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Chapter four hundred and seventy fourth captive

"Dad, is this what you want me to help seal the demon? I really like it."

Diapolo's greedy eyes stared at Ximu who was kicked over by him. He regretted his actions just now. He shouldn't have used his feet, he should have used his hands.

Although the other party looked very weak, the [Sky] divine power on this thin monster was real and there was no water left.

Although even if this divine power is seized, it cannot be brought to other worlds, the Tao and reason contained in this divine power can be obtained, and the divine power can be obtained in the main material world.

Of course, Diapolo was just thinking about it. All the rules and divine positions in the main material world are a carrot and a pit, and they have been occupied.

If you want to become God and gain eternal life, you must kill one, or if God is willing to abdicate and give up his own radish pit, otherwise, even if you understand more rules, it will be useless. At most, it will be more vigorous when fighting.

"Holy Lord, what's going on with this guy?"

When Ximu was staring at Diapolo's eyes, he suddenly felt creepy, and he also noticed the strange feeling that Diapolo was out of place with the surroundings.

"This guy doesn't seem to be a monster from the same period as us!"

Ximu's tone was not very certain. After all, if he stayed in a ghost place like hell for a long time, there would be some problems in his mind, and he was not sure if there were any mistakes in his memory.

"He was summoned from another world. He was originally to help me, but when I planned to send him away, he was a little unhappy. Now he has become our enemy."

The Holy Lord explained that when he saw the look of the Diapolo guy opposite, the Holy Lord knew that there was no need to hide the origin of Diapolo.

"Our enemy?" Ximu's muscles twitched a few times. The Holy Lord was really shameless.

"Did you see that guy looking at you? He wants to take away your demonic energy."

The Holy Lord smiled, and Diapolo's goal made him not worry about whether those guys he pulled out of hell would help him.

"Friends from another world, do you really think so?"

Ximu looked at Diapolo. He had just crawled out of hell and didn't want to fight and clash with anyone. He now needs a peaceful environment to regain his lost power.

"Since you know, then everyone will take a step back. You will be more conscious of giving up the demonic energy. I will save you a life. What do you think?"

Diapolo nodded, and in a kind tone he proposed a solution that would satisfy him.

"Then I want to see what ability you have to dare to plot against my demonic energy."

Even Ximu, who is known as the best-tempered among the eight demons, had a look of tyranny on his face at this time. His easy-to-talk is compared to the demon.

When an existence stands in front of him and blatantly says he wants to seize his power, even Ximu cannot tolerate such provocation.

The demon is immortal, but the devil is taken away and the immortality without power is torture. Ximu cannot imagine the consequences of losing the demonic energy.

"You will never be disappointed."

While saying this, Diapolo had already stepped out and appeared in front of Ximu like teleportation. He grabbed Ximu's ugly face with a big hand. When the words fell, his palm had already fallen on Ximu's head.

Bang!

The sky demon's head, which was very thin compared to the Holy Lord, exploded on the spot, but before Chen Long and Xiao Yu could even scream, the scene of shocking them to drop their chins occurred.

The broken blood, bones and the scattered brain matter seemed to flow back in time, condensed on the fallen headless corpse and turned into a hideous head again.

Such a bloody but unfair scene shocked Xiaoyu and Chen Long. In the final analysis, the former was just a child, while the other was an ordinary man with a little special appearance.

In contrast, my father was very calm. Although it was the first time he had seen such a bloody picture, it was recorded in ancient books.

If it weren't for the fact that the demons had such difficult characteristics, the Immortal God had no choice but to choose the seal after defeating them. Otherwise, how could they leave such trouble for their descendants?

Diapolo, who shot the demon's headshot with his own hands, was also prepared for this. After the individual's life was strong to a certain level, the broken limbs were born, and blood was reborn was just a standard configuration.

There are naturally targeted methods to deal with such enemies with tenacious vitality and cannot be killed no matter how hard they are to fight.

Subspace realm!

The dazzling golden light burst out from Diapolo, but after encapsulating Ximu, it stopped diffusing and instead contracted inward, and then Diapolo disappeared.

What other ways can we do to treat such enemies with tenacious vitality? Going back and forth is just a confinement, seal, and suppression of these sets.

"Ximu!"

The Holy Lord, who summoned his brother, was immediately anxious when he saw this scene. He was really anxious at this moment, because if Ximu couldn't handle it, it meant that he would probably not be able to handle it.

The eight demons have their own strengths, both strong and weak, but there is no overwhelming gap between them. No one can compete with one or two or three.

If there is such a powerful demon, there will be no eight demons, only the unparalleled demon king.

"Holy Lord!"

Although my father and his side couldn't understand how Diapolo disappeared with a demon, it did not prevent them from directly confronting the Holy Lord.

However, after a daily fight between smoke and unharmed, the familiar fluctuation appeared again. The Holy Lord shook off the Chenlong who was entangled with him and looked at the direction where the fluctuation appeared.

"Diapolo, where is Ximu?"

Seeing Ximu disappear in front of him, the Holy Lord was extremely frightened.

"you guess!"

Diapolo only stood there and showed a gentle smile, and this smile made the Holy Lord scared instantly. The opponent seemed to have the demon who had always maintained a normal IQ to flee directly into the air and ran away because of the appearance of Ximu.

Looking at Panku's treasure box taken away by the Holy Lord, Diapolo and his father looked at each other, with a tacit smile on his face, and no one was going to pursue him.

After the Holy Lord left, Diapolona's unshakable body, which seemed like a towering mountain, suddenly shook, and then the rock patterns spread from Diapolo's feet.

As Chen Long and Xiao Yu shouted, Diapolo's incarnation turned into rocks below his neck.
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