The footsteps sounded like a shower, and then the hall began to tremble violently, as if countless excavators were frantically demolishing.


    With a roar, the hall collapsed and became ruins.


    Of course, in terms of the physical quality of everyone on both sides, the civil and masonry buildings that collapsed in the palace could not pose a threat to them. After all, this is just a naturally falling stone, not an attack by an evolutionist master.


    It''s just dusty, and the visual effect is good.


    Bai Xiaowen''s spiritual protection automatically pushes away the stones falling on his head. The same is true of other militias.


    "My palace -"


    The evil Lord roared loudly.


    However, the roar stopped abruptly in the middle.


    The demon king of disaster suddenly found that around the ruins of the main hall, I don''t know when a large group of skeleton soldiers appeared.


    "It''s the two thousand skeleton soldiers! Why didn''t the demon lord destroy these bone shelves? It violated my order!" the disaster demon king shouted angrily.


    A voice came from afar: "who wants to listen to your orders? Oh, do you pay me?"


    They looked sideways, but saw a group of monsters not far away. In front of them was a two-story giant wolf with snow-white hair.


    Around the disaster demon king, the middle-aged human man whispered, "great disaster king, it seems that the number of skeleton soldiers is more than two thousand... Too much!"


    Indeed, there are already two thousand skeleton soldiers on the scene. On all the roads of the disaster City, you can still see a steady stream of skeleton soldiers, mixed with stronger single sewing monsters, ghosts and other undead creatures. It seems that the number is at least ten thousand!


    The evil king of disaster clenched his teeth, looked at Bai Xiaowen and said, "you have hidden your strength."


    "That''s right."


    Bai Xiaowen answered two words simply.


    "Why did you sneak into my palace so smoothly?" asked the evil Lord.


    Bai Xiaowen didn''t answer, but the three heavenly king gave up his position and revealed the dark reborn demon general and Golding''s strong body.


    "Golding - how dare you betray me!"


    The evil Lord roared, but Golding was silent.


    "Don''t delay any more."


    Bai Xiaowen said leisurely, "king of disaster, you will die today. As for you..."


    Bai Xiaowen''s eyes turned to the middle-aged human man, smiled and said, "I''m very interested in you. We''ll have a good chat when we kill the king of disaster."


    The middle-aged human man shrunk his neck.


    "Hum! Stupid human beings." the evil Lord sneered, "I have a way to get out. Your conspiracy today is just useless. After I summon the demon army, I will level all human settlements in the dark continent and make you regret."


    A green halo spread in the palm of the disaster demon king, forming a space portal. With a sneer, the demon king of disaster stepped into the space portal.


    "Sir, please take me!" the middle-aged human man followed closely.


    However, the disaster demon king and middle-aged humans, after passing through the green gate, were surprised to find that the expected transmission did not take effect.


    "What''s the matter?" the evil Lord stared around. "Strange energy interfered with my portal positioning!"


    Bai Xiaowen said calmly, "you can''t run. The Legion of the dead, divided into square arrays, has spiritual power!"


    Ten thousand skeleton soldiers were divided into ten squares. Bai Xiaowen''s spiritual power poured out wildly and connected to the ten squares. Suddenly, the images of ten black giants rose.


    Every black giant''s body is filled with powerful dark spiritual power.


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


    Bai Xiaowen felt a little hard work. At the same time, he manipulated so many powerful spiritual power images, which was quite terrible for the consumption of Zhenyuan power.


    However, the concrete strength of the ten black giants can also afford the consumption of Bai Xiaowen.


    In terms of the vigorous degree of spiritual power, each of the ten black giants is not inferior to the disaster demon king, and can be regarded as a "quasi king" strong man.


    The only thing missing is skills. Bai Xiaowen manipulates ten concrete images and can''t display any skill attacks for the time being. He can only fight in the most primitive "joint attack" way.


    Boom, boom


    Black psychic forces hit each other like cannonballs at the demon king of disaster.


    A green shining saw blade suddenly appeared in the hands of the disaster demon king. It cut horizontally and vertically at the black psychic bullet and defeated one psychic bullet after another.


    His proficiency in fighting skills is really amazing. He can block the shells coming from different directions with a saw blade without ambiguity.


    Unfortunately, Bai Xiaowen himself didn''t intend to win by skill - fighting with a high-level King level demon who had lived for a long time was just looking for abuse.


    Bai Xiaowen manipulated ten spiritual power images at the beginning, that is, to crush people with force and forcibly crush the demon king of disaster.


    Fortunately, the army of the demon king of disaster was sent to the valley of forgetu and could not come back for the time being.


    And the remaining demon troops in the disaster city were stopped by the evil beasts led by the angry claw. With the assistance of the three heavenly kings and the militia regiment, these non formed demon armies can''t come to support at all.


    Poof.


    The evil Lord of disaster sprayed green blood at his mouth. Even though he was skilled, he could not stop the endless spiritual power shells.


    First, there was no spiritual power, then there was meridian concussion, and then there was vomiting and injury.


    The evil Lord who lost his spiritual protection was very fragile, and his huge body became the best target.


    Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock——


    Bai Xiaowen''s face was expressionless. In an instant, he was bombarded by ten psychic shells on the injured body of the disaster demon king.


    Scales fell off and green blood floated. There were large pieces of chaps on the skin of the disaster demon king, and the health value fell rapidly.


    This is equivalent to ten experts at the same level beating him continuously. Rao is thick skinned and can''t stand it.


    "No! No one can defeat my power -"


    A big hole was blown out of the chest of the disaster demon king. Through the hole, you can even see the gray sky behind him.


    The evil Lord of disaster is declared dead.


    Bai Xiaowen dispersed the spiritual power for the first time and took a breath.


    Fortunately, it only consumes half of the true yuan force, which is not too exaggerated. Bai Xiaowen took out the artifact "the blessing of eternal life" and put it on him to accelerate the recovery of spiritual power. As for the ten second abnormal state that must occur every hour, it doesn''t matter. Anyway, the most important battle is over.


    As for the soul of the evil king, of course, it was forcibly absorbed by the face of death.


    Bai Xiaowen is tired of the shock and disbelief of these demons when their souls are sucked away. At this moment, the disaster demon king is no better than other demons.