Survival: King Picking Game

But Xiong Wei, who was kneeling on the ground, heard an indescribable sinister.

"Could it be... is it your junior brother?"

After noticing the change in the big man's expression, Rong Qishi smiled again.

"But now you are weaker than him."

"what……?!"

Xiong Wei's heart was shaken.

Could it be that, after practicing "Tianmo Gong", he went astray?He couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"wrong."

However, she shook her head.

"Cultivating one more peerless martial art will naturally increase your strength..."

——"Unfortunately, the gap between you and the other party is more than one magical skill."

Rong Qishi laughed maliciously, causing Xiong Wei's self-confidence and pride to collapse completely.

"It turns out that I... have never caught up with my junior brother in my life..."

Xiong Wei muttered to himself in despair, looking like he had no resistance.

Rong Qishi didn't seem ready to let him go.

"Also, although I said that when I killed your junior brother, it was still very hard, and I almost died. However, that was the past."

"I am far ahead of him now..."

Rong Qishi raised his hands and spread his fingers.

Xiong Wei looked at her blankly.

……

——“I can catch ten of these trash fish like your junior brother.”

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This woman...what are you kidding? !

When the junior brother died, it was only a week ago. ≦Miscellaneous＝Journal＝Insect≦In other words, the strength has doubled by ten times? !

How is this possible... no kidding!

Moreover, if none of the ten junior brothers were her opponents, even if he had practiced the "Tian Mo Gong", he would still not be able to compare to the skills of the junior brothers at that time.

That is to say...

……

This is impossible.

This is impossible.

Impossible Impossible Impossible Impossible—

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The big man, whose knees were kicked to pieces, knelt down on the mud floor, suddenly wrapped his head with both hands.Screamed in pain.

Blue veins were exposed on his muscular arms and face.

The out-of-control magic power swayed through the meridians all over his body.Continue to bulge and deflate, and live like live earthworms, walking under the skin.

"This is... the foundation is unstable, has it gone crazy?"

Rong Qishi thought silently.

"...huh...huh..."

After a while, Xiong Wei's breathing finally calmed down.No more beast-like roars in pain, just constant gasping and bellows-like noises.

however.

The hair that was beaten by a lot of sweat, the strands of bangs that were glued down on his forehead, covered his pupils at the moment.

No focal length, no pupil...

Completely lost self-willed eyes!

In the eyes of Rong Qishi, Xiong Wei's life breath is rapidly weakening, and the place where he replaces it, becomes stronger and stronger, after he runs "Tian Mo Gong", it condenses behind him...

Demon phantom!

It turned out that when Xiong Wei lost his fighting spirit, the dove occupied the magpie's nest... the residual will of the ancient demon king, the great demon!

This is the descendant of the demons, and by refining his skills, he can summon the image of the peerless demon god who fought against the heavens and the earth!

The green face and fangs, the purple body and the sharp horns on the head are no different from the devil.The big demon's strong body became more solid and huge, and soon rushed into the sky... Almost separated from Xiong Wei, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Roar! Hahahahahahahaha! I didn't expect there would be such a stupid heavenly heir! But thanks to the idiot of the bottom, it has not been cheap for hundreds of years!"

The Great Heavenly Demon twisted his neck, moved his wrists, his huge pupils filled with evil and tyranny, and glanced at Rong Qishi below with incomparable contempt.