"Boom"

The three-color golden red and black air columns emerged from the woods, like a tornado, and looked spectacular in the dark environment covered with dark clouds. Lightning like a dragon-like swimming lightning kept coming out of the clouds, and the entire Prison Bird Island was filled with a violent aura.

Ji Dao Ren, who was suspended in the sky, looked at the three-colored pillars of the woods hundreds of meters below with a shocked face. The coffin demon king had increased his strength and roared with excitement after sucking the sacrifice. At that time, he felt that the sky had collapsed.

The top of the mountain where the temple is located was burning with a raging fire. He could not rush in at all. He escaped from the Prison Bird Island and went to the vast sea for how long he still lived, so only death was welcomed.

Now that the sudden three-color literary pillar of art, he sensed the breath of the single-colored artifact, he suddenly showed a hint of hope in his heart. However, now he can only hide in the sky, otherwise with his physical fitness, he could not bear the attack of the Coffin Demon King, so he could only expect the Single-color to explode and kill the Coffin Demon King!

But can you really defeat the Coffin Demon King alone?

...

The violent literary spirit ravaged the grassland in the woods, and the wind blew the leaves. The lonely man knelt on the grassland on one knee and lowered his head. Under the three-color literary spirit, he was like a demon god. The black phoenix blood wings behind him seemed to be broken and stuck on the grassland weakly.

"This feeling..."

Shan Luo, who lowered his head, muttered to himself. His voice could not suppress his inner excitement. He could feel the power of the God of Killing and the Black Phoenix King in his body was flowing wildly, and his cells were constantly shattering and rebirth, as if in line with the principle of reincarnation. His muscle tissue was rapidly increasing at a considerable speed, and his combat power began to soar!

Gradually, the three-color literary columns that were entangled around him began to diminish, and his injuries had healed, and his strength was even more soaring.

The coffin demon king who had his body eased in front was looking at Shan Luo with an incredible look on his face: "How is it possible, how could a dying half-demon burst out with such a powerful force? Why did two unparalleled pressure appear on him at the same time, and it is still melting together..."

There was no trace of tremor hidden in the voice of the Coffin Demon King. Obviously, he was also shocked by the pressure of the God of Killing and the Black Phoenix King. For a moment, he began to guess his identity.

Could this half-demon be a powerful host? Or is there an existence with great strength standing behind him?

All kinds of distracting thoughts passed by his mind, but soon his face turned ruthless. Since he had become a mortal enemy, then kill the root of the disease!

The Coffin Demon King, who has lived for thousands of years, is extremely cruel and decisive in his work. After thinking about it, he stepped towards the lonely one. His body, which is nearly ten meters high, is four or five meters in one step. The distance between the two is only three breaths for him.

"Clang!"

At this moment, a domineering phoenix sound exploded in the woods, which made the coffin demon king so shocked that he stopped and turned around with fear, turning his head to sweep around. This sound even the demon king, his soul was trembling.

"I want to tear you apart!"

Another ruthless voice of coldness came into his ears. He subconsciously looked down and saw Shan Luo, who was half kneeling on the ground in front of him, looked up at him. At this time, Shan Luo's expression was so hideous and terrifying. His eyes were covered with blood, and blood was flowing out of the corners of his eyes. The blood stains outside his mouth and nose were hiding in the skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. The two fangs in his mouth were extremely sharp, like the teeth of a tiger and lion.

"Just you? Little bastard, even if you rely on that unknown power, you are just an ant!"

The Coffin Demon King said with a ferocious expression, his voice was like a monster roaring. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his huge foot and stepped on Shanluo.

"Push!"

Just as the Coffin Demon King raised his feet, Shan Luo's originally weak and powerless black phoenix blood wings suddenly spread out. The next moment, his figure rose from the ground and instantly passed over the head of the Coffin Demon King.

"You are the bastard! I won't be a human being if I don't tear it apart!"

Shanluo's angry voice shocked the woods. After a turn in the air, he suddenly grabbed his right fist and smashed it directly. The whole process was so fast that people's eyes could not keep up with the speed of their movements. This fist was irresistible to the face of the coffin demon king with a three-color cyclone.

"I want you to die!!"

At this moment, Shan Luo's face was twisted like a fierce ghost, and the blood in his eyes drifted out with his movements. With a loud bang, his angry punch actually made the head of the Coffin Demon King twist nearly 180 degrees, and his body took five steps back.

After landing, the furious Shan Luo hit the ground with a punch, which directly broke the ground under the fist. Then his body turned into a sharp arrow and attacked the Coffin Demon King. The two sharp fangs kept spilling out blood, and the blood actually floated magically around Shan Luo, moving with his movements, as if Shan Luo was the sun, and these blood were all the stars of the Milky Way.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"...

Shanluo, who was bullied, flew away in the air, and his fists and feet hit the chest of the Coffin Demon King like raindrops. His power was extremely heavy, and it actually shook the Coffin Demon King backed back. At the same time, Shanluo could feel that the blood in his body had boiled to the critical point. If the temperature was higher, he would explode!

On the other side, the giant sword of the God of Killing inserted in the soil began to shake violently, and the sword body burst out with a terrifying blood, as if it would break out of the ground at any time.

"Miscellaneous! Miscellaneous! Miscellaneous!"

Shanluo attacked the coffin demon king frantically, and he kept roaring like a demon. The scene of the silk quilt killing appeared in his mind again. At this moment, he forgot the system, the real world, and the virtual world. There was only one thought in his mind!

That's catharsis!

He must kill the demon king of coffin!

"Bang!"

The Coffin Demon King, who was beaten backwards by Shanluo, finally exploded. He grabbed the giant coffin behind him with one hand and slapped it directly. Because the speed was too fast, Shanluo was shot away without any time to react. How terrible the power of the Coffin Demon King was, especially when he took anger and pulled Shanluo out dozens of meters away.

What surprised him was that Shan Luo did not fall to the ground in a mess. In the end, he fell down like a butterfly that had lost its gravity. His hands naturally drooped and his feet stood together. Now the black phoenix blood wings, which had already spread to a length of seven or eight meters, were gently flapping in the woods.

The two sides stood dozens of meters apart, with various flowers, plants and trees in the middle. At this moment, Shan Luo grabbed his eyes with his hands and raised his head and smiled strangely. His silver hair was blowing without wind, and blood flowed out from under his palms along his cheeks. The two fangs in his mouth were even more bloodthirsty cold.

"Although I don't want to kill you, I really want to kill you. I really really long to kill you now! Miscellaneous!"

Shanluo's strange grinning echoed throughout the woods with the blessing of literary spirit, and the face of the Coffin Demon King became even more ugly.

The dark woods, the blood demon nightmare laughs, the gloomy and terrifying
Chapter completed!