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Chapter 472 The Magic Mirror of the Lunar Moon and the Returning Demon King (1)

After a moment of pause, the girl suddenly said before the other party spoke: "Your next sentence is 'Coward, the Sennon is just the weakest in our seven kilometers of hell!'"

"Coward. Sennon is just us... scare?!"

Baqin, who had just subconsciously spoke up and said half of the sentence, couldn't help swallowing the second half of the sentence into his stomach, looking inexplicably at the girl in front of him who was like a human girl.

"Bachin, I advise you to respect Your Highness the Great Princess!"

Asashare, behind the girl, warned again.

"You should keep your mouth shut! You are the devil who can only kneel down and lick vampires! You are not worthy of being one of the seven great masters of hell!"

Baqinseli roared inwardly. Even though he noticed that the vampire princess in front of him might be much stronger than he expected, he had no intention of retreating at all.

"Your next sentence is 'Do you think this trick can scare me?'"

"Do you think this trick can scare me?" Although the girl said it out loud, Baqin still yelled out.

Then he waved his fist as big as a casserole and smashed it on the girl's head - for the big demon, this attack method was unexpectedly simple.

The vampire duke who was standing not far away had a regretful expression. I don’t know if he was regretting His Highness the Princess or his reckless ally. He then quietly took a few steps back to ensure that he was standing in a safe area and would not be involved in the battle.

The figure of the vampire princess fluctuated a few times like a reflection in the water, causing Baqin's fist to hit the empty space.

The next moment, a faint blue phantom rose up behind the girl - a monster about nine feet tall, with a human body and head, but six arms, no hair on her head, replaced by countless venomous snakes that were hissing, and a monster with a huge spider body in the lower body.

The monster's six arms held a total of five weapons, the only one that needed to be held with both hands was a huge sickle about six feet long and wrapped in dark blue chains.

Without waiting for Bachin to react, the sickle had already passed through his body!

"...what is that? Is it a completely invalid attack? That's right, my skin, but even the Dragon Breath can resist!"

After checking his body in fear, he found that there was not even a scar on his body. Baqin grinned and shouted to the vampire princess.

"Ignorance." Asashare, who had not taken action from beginning to end, snorted coldly: "Have you not realized that something was wrong yet?"

"What?" Baqin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there was a subtle stiffness in his body: "What, what's going on?"

"As a heart-eating demon, you are radiating petrified aura to the surroundings all the time. It's just that you have petrified resistance and have the means to inhibit petrification, so you don't care at all."

The vampire princess whispered: "But, our family has just stripped off your 'petrochemical resistance', so you will naturally be petrified by your own petrified spiritual energy."

"Impossible...How can such an outrageous thing be done!"

Baqin roared in disbelief, but because of the excessive force, his legs that had turned into stone suddenly broke, causing him to fall directly to the ground, and he could only moan in pain.

"There is nothing impossible in this world." The vampire princess stroked the phantom behind her: "Because, this is our 'miracle'. Experience the feeling of being killed by herself."

After saying that, she looked at the empty corner of the hall and showed a charming smile: "Is this level of punishment enough? Dear Mr. Adrick."

In the camp hundreds of kilometers away, Xiwei opened his eyes, relieved the eyes of the mage who had finally touched the enemy's base camp, and muttered depressedly.
Chapter completed!
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