younger brother? At this time, the silver-haired boy was a little confused, but then a black beam of light instantly appeared from Wang Yikai's body, broke through the barrier and shot straight into the sky, Ding - the real body of the devil began to release 1%...
Under the gaze of the silver-haired boy, Wang Yikai slowly walked out of the black light beam. His body was covered in black, and the fingers of his hands were separated like sharp claws on both sides. Behind him was a pair of blood-red bat wings, and his face seemed to be wearing A black faceless mask only left a pair of deeply sunken blood-red eyes and pointed ears, but the pupils of the blood-red eyes were a knife in the left eye and a sickle in the right eye. The eye slowly began to rotate. A ball of black gas wrapped around Wang Yikai's right arm and slowly gathered in his right hand. But at this time, Wang Yikai was half squatting as if waiting for something.
Sir, what should I do now? At this time, the man looked at Wang Yikai and said with fear. Although he didn't know what Wang Yikai had just experienced, the vague coercion emanating from Wang Yikai at this time made him a little breathless. He got up, but at this moment, the silver-haired boy had a smile on his face and his right hand came out as fast as the wind. Gudong, Gudong, Gudong! With three powerful heartbeats
Big, my lord? And that man was pierced through the chest and grabbed at the heart by the silver-haired boy. Ha, my servant's mission from the beginning is to sacrifice for me, and you are not even my servants. Your only duty is to bring me enough. Just a sacrifice is enough, and then he raised his heart high above his head and squeezed it hard, and blood immediately flowed into his mouth with a look of enjoyment on his face. At this time, the man was also covered by the shadow behind him and the three bullies fell to the ground. Likewise, their entire bodies were wrapped in black shadows, leaving only a pair of empty and soulless holes standing next to the silver-haired boy.
Ah, now you only have the final use value left. Come on, my puppets-Shadow War Puppet!
Woo--one of them started roaring as if it was a horn of attack, and the remaining three also rushed over.
The silver-haired boy took out a bright red bottle and said: "Originally, this was used to prepare a trump card for the trials, but now it seems that you are worthy of me using this thing. After all, you can actually use the blood of a high-level demon to transform it." ——The true form of the devil!”
As he spoke, he opened the bottle and drank it. Then he threw away the empty bottle, wiped the remaining red liquid from the corners of his mouth, and fell into a half-crouched state.
Woo--At this time, the leader took the lead in attacking, waved his hand, and punched Wang Yikai fiercely. At this moment, the ten-minute countdown started after the release of the demon's true form.
Ah, at this moment Wang Yikai roared to the sky. The air wave from the roar sent the four of them back a few steps, and a black sickle was officially held tightly by Wang Yikai. This is the home court of his brother, the deputy soul king Yi Ze of the dual soul battle body (definitely not just to make up the word count)
Wow - but they just took a few steps back and stood up again. Wang Yize rushed forward. How could four low-level demon-level guys be so overestimating their abilities to find trouble? At this time, Wang Yikai looked at the three people rushing towards him with disdain and said, Master, they are now puppets. At this time, a voice came from Wang Yize's body.
I know, and this is interesting now. After all, whoever touches my brother, I will absolutely, absolutely, never let him have an easy time.
(I can only update once as I am in a hurry. I will try to update more next week and possibly give a general explanation of Wang Yikai’s life experience. After all, the author can’t stand his own progress...)
