At the same time, her fingers were pressed against Naduoduo's eyebrows.

The powerful "slave seal" power poured into Naduoduo's forehead, and the red light was quickly condensed!

The red word "女" is like being written by an invisible red pen. The pen tip has a firm and unparalleled imprisonment force deeply penetrated into Naduoduo's bones, blood, spirit and soul... flowing into every meridian in his body.

The talisman power flying in the sky has replaced all scenery!

The world of the demon clan disappeared, the yellow sand land was annihilated in the sea of ​​chaotic spiritual consciousness. Fading, the sky was red and the memory was recalled. The catastrophe of the demon clan was tens of millions of years away from today. In the huge spiritual consciousness void, paper talismans floated and fire lines crisscrossed. Only Yaorao and Naduoduo stood by the wind.

The murderous aura on Naduoduo was immediately suppressed by the powerful slave word, and a solemn and loyal soul aura brewed on him.

The bloody red eyes became transparent, and the magic light on his body quietly converged. At this time, Naduoduo gave people the feeling of being a serious and powerful demon war god!

The soul master who was perfectly contracted by the enchanting and magnificent!

The Demon Clan Natati Demon King!

"I'm so domineering to destroy Hemingtai slave seal!"

Yaorao thought in her heart that she thought that Naduoduo would be able to retain his origin to the greatest extent by willingly delivering loyalty to her, but at this time it seemed that although she retained Naduoduo's memory of Yam, his scammers and obscene little characters were still ruthlessly suppressed by Nu Yin Wushen.

"This feeling is strange! It doesn't look like Nadodo at all..."

Enchanting frowned.

"Don't let my good intentions down." Her clear voice echoed in the void.

Without hesitation, Yaorao smeared Naduoduo's eyebrows a few more times with her fingers that had not yet been taken back. The red light flashed between Naduoduo's eyebrows, changing into a variety. Yaorao looked at her new masterpiece, nodded, and then closed her eyes with satisfaction.

The contract soul master ended, and she had to return to her original body quickly. In reality, I don’t know how long it has been, so I can’t make the people of Hemingtai too worried...

While thinking this, a dizzy feeling climbed up to her heart!

The spiritual consciousness returns!

Boom boom boom boom!

A loud noise burst out from the 33rd tower of Mihemingtai, and a terrifying dark pressure raged under the sky of Mihe Mountains like a storm!

All the blood of creatures was instantly ignited by their power because they felt...

Kill the gods!

The power of killing the gods flies in the sky!

Yaorao suddenly opened her eyes, and a cluster of throbbing splendor passed by her eyes silently, with the majesty that would split the soul!

"She is so perverted!" Tieba was so angry.

"Hmph!" Wuliang smiled numbly. "Senior brother, you realized that it's more than just perverts? She's simply not a human!"

No matter how strong your heart is, it cannot withstand the blow of perverted strength like Yaorao!

I entered the secret realm of the prehistoric world decades ago. Wuliang and Yaorao were all sixth-level war gods, but today, except for looking up, he could touch her toes again! This is the gap, which makes people completely lose the belief of comparing her. Because of her strength, she can trample the pride of any peer without mercy. Compared with her, it is simply self-inflicted torture.

"What's wrong?" Yaorao, who had returned to her spiritual consciousness, didn't realize what she was doing.

Her first feeling was the cold wind, and the second feeling was that everyone's eyes were very strange...

The Thirty-Three Towers were half blown out by Yaorao's power to kill God. The Destroyed Hemingtai finally rose, but she tore the only building that sheltered from the wind and rain into garbage! It's so miserable...

"you!"

Ming Canghai's body stagnated violently! The waves in front of him were circulating, and the woman who was inverting all living beings immediately made his soul power move!

A few days ago, everyone discovered that "Xiaoyu"'s face was changing bizarrely. No disguise ointment was used on the fifteenth day, and his charming facial features were returning to their original appearance. Although they were already very charming before, they were even more beautiful than her before. Seeing that the monsters could not hold the secret, they had to roughly describe the things in the prehistoric secret realm to everyone.

In fact, Zhan Kui, Tieba and Ming Canghai have accepted Yaorao's face, which is more beautiful than before.

But Ming Canghai was shocked at this time not because of her charming and peerless face, but because of her eyes!

It was only half a month after she parted, but the light contained in her eyes seemed to have traveled through the vicissitudes of thousands of years. There was a great wisdom and power in peace! She saw something, and only those who had realized the supreme way of heaven would have such a shocking gaze!

This gaze makes the soul tremble!

"You have defeated the God of Killing." Ming Canghai swallowed the water and said slowly. Looking at Xiaoyu's ignorant appearance, he probably had experienced something in the soul master's memory and was clear about it, but he didn't know that he had been promoted to the God of Killing.

"Oh? I've been promoted to the God of Killing?" Yaorao raised her long eyebrows and looked shocked, indeed an expression of unknown origin.

"Which is good, haha!" Yaorao touched the back of her head and laughed.

puff!

Everyone in Hemingtai is almost vomiting blood. How can they not know that they are promoted? And just a few perfunctory "hahaha" has happened? Not ecstatic? Not crying? Not looking down on the world? You should know how long it takes for a summoner to be promoted to the gods and how many difficulties it takes?

The little girl who was less than a hundred years old in front of me was too calm, as if her promotion was a rare little thing... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Some people have been used to attack people since they were born!

Everyone was in a mess in the wind and had to swallow the blood that had accumulated in their chest back into their stomachs.

"Has the Soul Lord successfully branded the slave seal?"

Ming Canghai suppressed his inner excitement and stepped forward. At this time, he had a lot to ask Yao Rao, but what he was most concerned about was the question of the Soul Lord!

"Uh..." Yaorao immediately touched her nose and stammered for a moment. The question was not very good. "The contract is a contract, but it was a little different from what you thought for seniors." Yaorao narrowed her eyes slightly, shrank her neck, and put her little fingers in front of Ming Canghai.
Chapter completed!