The Twelve Heavens of the Demon Clan are twelve streams of light flying over.
Who are the Twelve Heavenly Clan of the Demon Clan?
It is said that twelve great powers will appear in every session of the demon clan, and these people are the most powerful beings formed from the holy land through constant fighting.
Even their strength has surpassed that of the Holy Lord.
Twelve people gathered their brilliance and stood in the void.
These twelve people were six men and six women.
Women need not think about it.
There are no beautiful women in the demon tribe at all, just like there are no white people in the African orthodoxy.
Although they may not look pretty to others, to these native demons, these women are already the best of the demons.
Just like, white people don't like black people, but you think black people will like white people.
"See the Holy Lord."
Twelve people knelt on the ground and said to the old man.
"You twelve people are really carefree.
Do you have to wait for me to be hacked to death before you show up?"
the old man said slowly with a cold snort.
"My subordinates didn't dare."
The twelve men bowed their heads slightly.
"Everyone, get up."
The twelve people stood up and slowly looked at Mo Wuhai, "You are the one who destroyed the Holy Land and slaughtered the geniuses of the Holy Land."
Mo Wuhai took a step forward and smiled strangely, "Yes, besides me, who else is here?"
" "Then, if you destroyed the Holy Land, shouldn't you pay the price for what you did?"
one person said.
"I don't think I was wrong."
"You cut through the hundreds of millions of years of inheritance in the Holy Land and massacred the innocent geniuses in the Holy Land.
Don't you feel any guilt as a demon?"
"Why do I feel guilty that the demon clan has existed for countless years, but you don't think about how to break the seal and enter the world of light, but instead live a life like a paradise here.
You don't feel hot on your face when you accuse others?"
"I think our life is very good and peaceful.
Although we are sealed, we can still practice and become strong.
Although the light world is beautiful and rich in resources, we feel that the demon world is our home."
One person from the Twelve Heavenly Clan said, and the others nodded.
"Taiping, the bright world is now at war, and a new powerful king is about to appear.
Do you still hold on to illusions and live a peaceful life?
Then what awaits you will be a devastating blow, and even the demons will be eliminated from this world. " "They are them, we are us, even if the entire world of light is destroyed, what does it have to do with us?"
"I have nothing to do with you today.
I'm going to wake you up.
It's better to be beaten by my own people than to die in the hands of outsiders."
Mo Wuhai said.
At this time, the old man stepped forward and said with a smile, "I say, Twelve, you can just play around.
It would be bad if you hurt the eight-armed demon."
"Why, he is the legendary person sealed by the Saint of Light."
Demon Clan Twelve Heavens had a look of shock on his face.
The eight-armed demon god is definitely a well-known figure in the demon clan.
Although he has disappeared for countless years, no one can break the glory he created.
He is the totem of the demon clan and the genius of the demon clan.
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"The demon clan has seen the eight-armed demon in the twelve days."
The twelve people said respectfully, "But the eight-armed demon, although you were once the strongest in this world, now we still have to see your strength.
If your strength Degenerated, then we can only say sorry to you, you will go where you came from."
After Demon Clan Twelve Days said this, his whole body was boiling with tacit understanding, as if a large amount of demonic energy was filling the nearby space.
The demonic energy rolled around and Mo Wuhai was completely enveloped, as if he had been swallowed up by these demonic energies.
Mo Wuhai stood in the demonic aura, unable to see anything, not even the gentleman could release it.
At this moment, twelve bright lights emerged, and then turned into twelve bronze mirrors.
Each bronze mirror was like a mountain.
Falling around Mo Wuhai.
There is only one person in these mirrors, and this person is Mo Wuhai's eight-armed body.
These people are in various poses.
In the end, the twelve mirrors disappeared, and the twelve mirrors turned into twelve golden giants.
These twelve people seemed to be poured with gold, and each of them was an eight-armed demon.
Mo Wuhai felt awe-struck in his heart.
He could feel the breath of these twelve people.
This was his breath.
Even their magic power was the same as his.
This is too scary.
One person hits twelve of himself.
Once he releases an attack, it is very likely that these twelve people will release the same attack.
Even if he is strong, he may not be able to withstand it.
And if they want to retreat at this moment, the twelve people will kill them without hesitation, defeating themselves with one blow when they are most vulnerable.
Mo Wuhai sat cross-legged, and these twelve people also sat cross-legged, as if they were Mo Wuhai, and Mo Wuhai was them.
But the only difference is that Mo Wuhai has his own thinking.
But the next moment Mo Wuhai no longer thought like this, because the twelve people actually started to melt after crossing their knees, and finally the golden water droplets slowly gathered together and formed a golden-armored God of War.
The man in golden armor was covered with terrifying sharp blades, and he held a golden long knife in his hand.
The blade of the long knife shone with a strange red light.
At this moment, the man in golden armor suddenly inhaled, and the surrounding demonic energy was like water leaking, being absorbed crazily by the Jin family.
Demonic energy rolled all over the Jin family, and then a layer of black energy gathered on the golden blade, and the golden blade flashed with three colors of light.
The golden-armored giant suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were golden, with endless ferocity in his eyes.
Then the golden-armored giant suddenly jumped up and dropped his sword.
The sky was divided into two halves, separated by golden light.
A terrifying space storm appeared and swept across the world.
The light of the sword was approaching, and it fell on Mo Wuhai's head.
He saw that Mo Wuhai's whole body was instantly cut through by the sharp sword light, and blood spattered everywhere.
The surrounding audience showed shocked expressions.
If the demons are said to be powerful without sea, then wouldn't the demon clan Twelve Heavens be infinitely powerful?
Killing with one strike, such power is terrifying.
The golden-armored giant spoke.
This was a conversation between twelve people.
"I didn't expect this person to be so powerful."
"Yes, even the man in golden armor he transformed into could destroy the world."
"But I think he is still too trusting."
"Yes, he actually moved even when the sword was approaching.
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Could it be that he just wanted to die?"
At this time, Mo Wuhai's figure appeared, and no one even knew where he came out.
It's like disappearing out of thin air and appearing suddenly.
"I feel your strength, it is twelve times my strength
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