"Demonic Armor Scripture!"
Krosa called out the name of Wang Teng's cultivation technique with an ugly expression.
He never expected that a Demon King level Demonic Armor Race dark apparition would actually cultivate the Demonic Armor Scripture!
The Demonic Armor Scripture was an extremely profound scripture of the Demonic Armor Race. It was impossible for ordinary Demonic Armor Race members to obtain the qualifications to cultivate it.
This meant that this Demonic Armor Race dark apparition was definitely not an ordinary one.
"Did this Blood Breed misunderstand something?" Wang Teng was slightly taken aback, his expression a little strange.
"Kid, which clan are you from?" Krosa asked.
"Who knows which clan I'm from? This Blood Breed really misunderstood something." Wang Teng felt even more strange in his heart, but on the surface, he said calmly, "No comment!"
"…" Krosa's face turned pale.
This Demonic Armor Race dark apparition looked down on him!
He actually looked down on him, a noble Blood Breed from the Bruch Clan!
The Bruch Clan was an extremely ancient clan among the Blood Breeds. Their bloodline was noble, and ordinary Blood Breeds could not compare to them.
What was this Demonic Armor Race?
In an instant, his expression completely calmed down. He looked at Wang Teng, his scarlet eyes seemed to contain a rich bloody light as he laughed softly.
"Kekeke … So what if you've cultivated the Demonic Armor Scripture? You're just a Demon King. Do you really think you can compete with me?"
"Then come and try." Wang Teng looked directly at the dark apparition in front of him, his tone containing a hint of mockery.
Get angry, you tool of anger!
Roar!
Krosa was indeed extremely angry. He even let out a furious roar, and a terrifying bloody aura erupted from his body.
"Die!"
Boom!
Krosa turned into a bloody light and charged straight at Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile. The Dark Astral Force in his body also burst out, and he charged forward.
Boom! Boom! Boom …
A fierce battle broke out between the two of them. The narrow space in front of them was unable to withstand the attacks of the two of them. Although the stone wall was formed by the Big Rock Armored Dragon, it was not very hard. Soon, the surrounding walls were shattered.
Boom!
Amidst the rubble, Wang Teng and Krosa charged out, breaking through the fog and charging into the sky.
The commotion attracted the attention of many dark apparitions. They stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
"What happened?"
"They're fighting!"
"Are these two guys crazy? They actually dare to fight here."
"Do they want to die?"
"Master won't let them go."
…
The surrounding dark apparitions burst into an uproar. Some sneered, some mocked, and some were terrified. All of them thought that these two fellows were crazy.
Only the Boulder Velociraptor remained motionless, as if it did not care about the two little creatures fighting beside it.
Perhaps to it, it looked like two ants fighting.
Boom! Boom! Boom …
More and more dark apparitions were attracted over. Even the high-level dark apparitions in the buildings were alarmed and flew out of the buildings.
A few dark apparitions with powerful auras stood in the sky. There were dark apparitions from the Blood Race, Armor Devil Race, Giant Demon Race, Devil Moth Race, and so on.
Judging from their auras, they were at least middle-rank Demon Emperor existences.
At a glance, there were more than a dozen dark apparitions.
"Hey, Jia Frederick, it's the little creature from your race." A dark apparition from the Giant Demon Race crossed its arms. Its entire body was abnormally sturdy. Standing in the sky, it was more than five meters tall and looked like a terrifying giant. It was talking to another dark apparition from the Armor Devil Race not far away.
"Hahaha, this little thing is not bad!" That dark apparition from the Armor Devil Race was also very tall. It was about five to six meters tall and was covered in black armor. Its eyes were emitting red light. It could not help but laugh.
"Fighting against a low-rank Demon Emperor with the strength of a Demon King. When did such a genius appear in the Armor Devil Race?" A dark apparition covered in black skeletons with blue will-o '-the-wisps flickering in its empty eye sockets spoke in a hoarse voice as its upper and lower jaws opened and closed.
"That little guy from the Blood Race is from the Bruch Race, right? He can't even take down a Demon King from the Armor Devil Race. How embarrassing." A dark apparition from the Devil Moth Race spread its wings and slowly flapped them. There was colorful powder drifting in the air. It was magnificent. Its appearance was very similar to a normal human woman. It had a beautiful face and two antennae on its head. It looked very strange. At this moment, it smiled faintly.
"Humph!" A dark apparition from the Blood Race snorted coldly. Its expression was a little ugly. Without thinking, it suddenly stretched out a white palm and slapped forward.
The other middle-rank Demon Emperor dark apparitions' eyes flashed, but they did not make a move.
Wang Teng suddenly felt a violent gust of wind formed by the Force behind him. His expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to resist, he suddenly thought of something and dismissed the idea of resisting. He just condensed the Dark Force all over his body into the Armor Devil Race to strengthen it.
As the Armor Devil Race was activated, the Armor Devil Race phantom on the surface of Wang Teng's Armor Devil Race phantom burst out a dazzling black light, almost condensing into a solid body.
Boom!
In an instant, the palm of the Blood Race dark apparition condensed into a huge dark red palm print and landed on Wang Teng and Krosa, causing them to fall like cannonballs.
Boom!
Two dull loud noises came out, and smoke and dust rose from the ground.
"Haha, these two guys were indeed beaten up by Sir."
"I knew they were dead meat!"
"They dare to fight here. They are simply fish-mouthed."
…
Seeing Wang Teng and Krosa being slapped to the ground, many dark apparitions gloated.
The smoke and dust slowly dispersed, revealing the situation on the ground.
Krosa was smashed into the ground, and only a deep pit could be seen.
Wang Teng, on the other hand, was standing on the ground. Only the ground under his feet had cracks like a spider web.
This scene stunned many dark apparitions, and their faces were full of disbelief.
This Armor Devil Race member could actually stand under the attack of a middle-rank Demon Emperor!
"This bastard …" Krosa climbed out of the deep pit. Although he was not seriously injured, he looked abnormally embarrassed. When he saw Wang Teng not far away, his face suddenly became even more ugly.
"Interesting!"
The middle-rank Demon Emperor dark apparitions in the sky all revealed surprised expressions.
A Demon King actually blocked the attack of a middle-rank Demon Emperor. This little thing from the Armor Devil Race is quite something.
The face of the middle-rank Demon Emperor-level Blood Kindred dark apparition that had attacked just now was a little ugly. A mere Demon King-level had actually blocked its attack.
This made it feel quite embarrassed among the dark apparitions of the same level.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of this Blood Race dark apparition, and it stretched out a hand again. The dark force condensed into a giant claw, grabbing at Wang Teng below.
Boom!
The giant black claw stretched out in the roar, erupting with a strong wind of force, blowing the dust and sand on the ground in all directions.
F * ck (a plant)!
Wang Teng's face changed, and he cursed in his heart.
This Blood Race dark apparition is really shameless!
Attacking once is bad enough, but it wants to do it again.
And this time, it obviously attacked him alone, completely excluding the Blood Race dark apparition next to him.
F * ck, this is simply differential treatment.
Bastard!
He had already restrained his strength. Otherwise, with his strength, he would have been able to shatter the attack just now and not be slapped to the ground in such a sorry state.
But he didn't expect the other party to be so narrow-minded. It wanted to attack again just because he was not as embarrassed as the Blood Race dark apparition.
If this was in the human world, he would definitely teach it how to be a human … No, teach it to be a dark apparition.
What should I do now?
Should I attack or not?
Facing the attack in front of him, Wang Teng fell into hesitation. Although this attack was not enough to kill him, it could seriously injure him.
This wasn't what he wanted to see.
But if he fought back, who knew if this Blood Race dark apparition would continue to attack?
By then, there would be no end to it, and the situation might only get worse.
In the end, Wang Teng still didn't move.
He was betting that the dark apparition of the Armor Devil Race would attack.
He had already displayed enough talent. He didn't believe that the dark apparition of the Armor Devil Race would ignore him.
On the side, Krosa's eyes were filled with mockery. He coldly watched as Wang Teng was about to be pinched by the giant black claw.
Boom!
There was a loud roar.
The giant black claw finally fell and pinched Wang Teng in the palm of its hand.
Smoke and dust rose into the air, and all the dark apparitions stared at the situation in the smoke and dust.
"Yes!" The middle-rank Demon Emperor-level Blood Race dark apparition frowned and turned to look at a middle-rank Demon Emperor-level dark apparition not far away. "Jia Frederick!"
"Xue Lun, don't you feel ashamed to attack a Demon King-level little guy?" Jia Frederick said lightly.
"Humph, I'm just teaching a Demon King-level a lesson," Xue Lun said lightly.
"It's not up to you to teach someone from the Armor Devil Race a lesson," Jia Frederick said coldly.
"What if I have to teach him a lesson?" Xue Lun narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at it.
"Then let's have a fight. Let's see if you have the ability." Jia Frederick's body was extremely tall. He stood in the sky and rubbed his fists together as he sneered disdainfully.
Xue Lun's expression was uncertain. In the end, he snorted coldly and didn't say anything more.
Below, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Wang Teng's figure appeared. At this time, his body was covered with a huge layer of black magic armor. It was bigger and harder than the magic armor he had condensed before. Obviously, it wasn't condensed by him.
Xue Lun's attack didn't hurt the magic armor at all.
As the attack dispersed, Wang Teng walked out of the magic armor and looked at the sky.
It seemed that he had poisoned the right person.
"Little guy, come with me." Jia Frederick looked down at Wang Teng from the sky and said lightly.
Wang Teng didn't say anything. He glanced at the Blood Race dark apparition that attacked just now, smiled coldly, and left with Jia Frederick.
"You, come with me." Xue Lun's expression became even uglier, but he couldn't do anything to Wang Teng. He was extremely aggrieved and could only say coldly to Krosa.
Krosa was speechless. Д) o!
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