Eat The Fruit Of Surgery At The Beginning, And Change To A Medical Doctor

After Black Hades saw the ruins of destruction, his face turned slightly pale, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"What kind of power is this?" Black Hades' heart twitched violently, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had never seen such a powerful power that could easily destroy him.

"You have no right to know!" Lu Changqing stared at the Black Hades, his tone was indifferent, his body slowly flew up, and a bow appeared in his hand, which was the Holy Wind and Thunder Arrow.

"Hey, hey." Brilliant arrows shot out from the bowstring, piercing through the void with a terrifying sound of wind and thunder. The trajectories of each arrow were completely different, blocking all directions. The body moved wildly, trying to avoid the attacks of these arrow doctors.

However, the speed of the arrow was so fast that it almost landed on the sky above the head of the Black Hades, causing his body to stiffen suddenly, strands of sword intent pierced through his body, tearing his body apart, and severe pain spread throughout his body.

"Ah." The Black Hades let out a shrill scream, the clothes on his body were cut and smashed, and the skin was scratched with countless bloodstains, and some wounds were even deep enough to show bone.

Lu Changqing stood in the distance and watched coldly, showing no mercy. He didn't need to show mercy when dealing with the enemy.

Hei Pluto was covered in blood, with many serious injuries on his body. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Lu Changqing's figure, and his lips twitched: "What a scary young man."

After these words fell, the head of Hei Pluto dropped, and his body fell straight on the ground, already dead.

The Black Pluto died under the holy arrow of wind and thunder.

Seeing the death of the Black Hades, Lu Changqing's eyes finally relaxed. This was his fifth life-and-death battle. Although he won, he still felt exhausted and weak.

"It seems that I am indeed too weak." Lu Changqing murmured, he is only at the peak of the third level of Yuanhuang, and he is only half a step away from the fourth level of Yuanhuang. It stands to reason that his talent should not be bad. However, compared to other Tianjiao characters, his cultivation speed is too slow.

Lu Changqing sat cross-legged on the ground to recuperate his own state. He took out the elixir and took it to restore the consumed true essence and magic weapon in his body.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps entered Lu Changqing's eardrums, causing him to frown slightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a group of figures in black robes appearing in his field of vision. Skull pattern.

Deacon of the Demon Palace." A sharp cold light flashed across Lu Changqing's eyes, unexpectedly, the deacon of the Demon Temple came here in person.

The group of demon palace deacons looked at the ancient palace in front of them, their faces were covered with frost, and they vaguely understood what happened in their hearts, so they quickly passed over.

"You are finally here." A voice came out suddenly, Lu Changqing's eyes suddenly opened, his figure flashed like a ghost, and he appeared directly in front of the deacon of the Demon Palace, and uttered a cold voice: "Go back and tell the Demon Lord, I'm waiting for him here.

Hearing Lu Changqing call the demon master the demon master, the deacons of the Demon Palace couldn't help being shocked, and looked at Lu Changqing dumbfounded.

He is called the demon master, the demon king.

What kind of person is the demon lord? He ranks in the top ten of the Nine Regions list, tops the list, and is admired by thousands of people. This guy actually calls the demon lord the demon lord.

Why should he call the Demon Lord like that.

"Who are you?" A demon hall deacon asked in a deep voice. He felt a sense of danger in his heart. It seemed that he had encountered a difficult person. He could smell a strong sense of danger from the other person. The Lord has experienced that kind of oppression, which made him suffocate.

"Get out." Lu Changqing glanced at the deacon, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and his tone was unquestionable, as if he was king.

These two words contain boundless domineering spirit.

Hearing Lu Changqing's presumptuous words, the faces of the two demon hall deacons turned ashen. This bastard is simply rampant.

"presumptuous!"

He heard a roar, and saw a burly figure strolling out. He exuded a supreme majesty, a tyrannical aura surrounding his body, and a wave of magic rules shrouded his body, just like the body of a demon god.

This person's name is Mo Xing, the strength of the eighth level of Yuan Mansion Realm, but a deacon elder of the Demon Palace, who is in charge of the affairs of the Demon Palace.

"Kill!" Demon Xing roared, and slapped his palm forward. Suddenly, a huge ax was condensed, and the terrifying power of the magic way gathered together, turning into a terrifying ax of the demon god and slashing down. There is still a flame burning on the ground, as if burning the void, trying to melt everything in the world, it is unstoppable.

Lu Changqing stared at the Demon God's Axe with a solemn expression, his right hand tightly grasped the Sacred Wind and Thunder Arrow, a fierce will of the sword was released, and terrifying storm swords fell from the sky, engulfing the destructive power and the Demon God's Ax When they collided together, the ax suddenly collapsed and destroyed, and strands of storm swords continued to kill the demon punishment.

Demon Xing's figure kept retreating, his eyes showed a bit of fear, this person's attack was extremely fierce, and his strength was extremely thick, it was not like the power that a person of the third level of Yuanhuang could display. Could it be that he concealed his cultivation? calendar?

"..." Who is Your Excellency?" Mo Xing stared at Lu Changqing again and asked.

Lu Changqing glanced at the magic punishment, ignored him, and continued to close his eyes to heal his wounds. He has no energy to deal with the magic punishment now.

However, Mo Xing was not willing to give up asking, he asked again: "Where are you from?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Lu Changqing said indifferently, there was a sense of contempt in his tone, and the devil's expression could not help but freeze there,

This person is too arrogant, don't take him seriously at all.

"You are very strong." Mo Xing took a deep breath, and his face gradually calmed down. He also saw clearly just now that Lu Changqing's fighting skills are extremely proficient, and he is not an ordinary Yuanhuang third-level cultivation base. People can have, and Lu Changqing also has a lot of magic weapons and top-grade components, obviously of extraordinary origin.

Since they are not ordinary disciples, there is only one possibility, they are clan disciples.

Besides the direct disciples, only the core figures of the emperor's royal family can get this kind of treatment. Of course, they don't know the identity of Lu Changqing, otherwise, they would never dare to ask like this.

Lu Changqing still ignored the evil punishment, he knew that this person would not give up, so he simply ignored him.

He has only one goal, to kill Mo Ke, so he knows where Mo Ke is.

An hour later, another group of demon hall deacons rushed over. This time, there were three people, two men and one woman, all in the fourth level of Yuanhuang. They also felt the aftermath of the battle and the breath from outside the demon hall.

The three looked at each other, then nodded.