The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

"Kill you? Heh! Not interested!"

This sentence is so light--

But Ziyangsong's whole body's nerves have been tuned up.

"What do you want to do?" He left such a sentence coldly, clenched his hands into fists, and looked coldly at the man in front of him -----

"What do you want to do? Doesn't such a smart Holy Master know? This king is going to break down the gate of your city, and slaughter all the elves' humans one by one under the sword of this king---"

The heart-cold voice was stirring layer by layer, and with the wind, it floated to the top of the city wall, and to the ears of the soldiers waiting to attack the city below!

"kill!"

"kill!"

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A burst of deafening voices resounded through, hitting the solid city wall --- hitting the heart of the already desperate elf people ---

The loud bugle sounded --- a sign before the charge ---

Ziyang Song just floated there, his eyes began to become heavier——

For a moment, he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with excitement---

"This is not what you Dongfang Yexiu should do!"

He looked into his eyes, and suddenly laughed——

He still wants to gamble—just like the bet Ling Yi made when he attacked the city four years ago.

In fact, there are many things stirring in his heart---

"Ha ha ha ha---------------"

A burst of maniacal laughter passed by, Dongfang Yexiu's purple hair swept across his eyes, but his wild eyes were not hindered at all - they shot straight into Ziyang Song's eyes---

"No? Then what should this king do? Let you wait and challenge my Dongfang Yexiu's bottom line again and again? Or let you live carefree in this magical continent?"

A few cold sounds, accompanied by whimpers, let Ziyangsong know, and made him quickly conclude that this is impossible. This man has been blinded by hatred——

"So, I won't stand idly by!

Finally, he decided to face--

Be sure to ensure the safety of the elves - even if you are hitting a stone with a pebble -

"court death!"

Stretching out his hand suddenly, Leng Sen's voice was accompanied by an arc drawn by his hand in the air, the sky-shattering dazzling light shone everywhere, and it was full of proud things ---------

"Stab!" With a sound, the black eagle soared away --- the two men in mid-air faced each other coldly.

The booming voice resounded in the air, without any relief from that posture.

Ziyang Song has always had hope, he thinks that this man will not hit him hard---

But he didn't expect that he had already killed him---

The demon king of the demon clan originally had the same level of energy as the lord of the elves -- they could have been tied ---

At this time, after this blow, he knew that he was no match for this devil!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out---

The man in the silver armor fell to the ground like that leaf---

"Holy Lord!"

"Brother Wang!"

Horrified calls came from the elves' city walls!

Standing there, Ping Lingduo realized how big a mistake he had made!

In his hand, he carried the white jade wrench---

The reason why the majesty of the Holy Lord of the elves has always existed is that the ministers know that the Holy Lord possesses two supreme treasures of the elves -- that is, the white jade finger and the white jade fan --