Chapter 2088: You ungrateful animal

Oh la la la

The general manager of Yaksha had just finished speaking. Xia Ping’s big hand waved, and suddenly a head fell from the void, like a football, rolling on the ground.

The head is the head of the green frog demon. As soon as it appears, it exudes endless suffocation.

Although Xia Ping just killed the green frog magic, his body was beaten, but still left a lot of body parts, including its head.

"This!"

Many demons are sucking a cold breath and can't believe their eyes.

In particular, a group of Yaksha demons, who once played with the Marsh Legion countless times, naturally recognized the true identity of this skull: "Impossible, this is actually the head of the green frog magic? It, it is dead? !"

"Yes, this is indeed a green frog magic. I have killed it with countless times. I know it even if it is gray."

At night, thirteen eyes condensed, staring at the skull on the ground.

To be honest, it and the Green Frog don't know how many times it has been killed. He always wanted to kill the Green Frog, but he never succeeded, and even fell into the wind many times.

But now the green frog magic is dead, and his head has been cut off.

"How? Even the green frog magic was killed by me. Can this prove my credit?"

Xia Ping held his hand.

"impossible!"

A Yaksha general jumped out and still couldn't believe it: "The strength of the green frog magic is so powerful that it is one of the best demons under the lord. Just how you burn the magic is the opponent of the good green frog magic, you are What is the use?"

"It's not a means, but to find a weapon for a **** jailer and use it to kill it."

Xia Ping waved his hand, and the white crying sorrow appeared in his own hands.

Suddenly, this crying sorrow appeared, immediately exuding a sinister and strange atmosphere, it seems that this area has been turned into a boundless sneaky, so that countless demons are shivering, the whole mountain is shaking, ghosts crying.

"My God, is this the weapon of the **** jailer crying?!"

"No, I thought that such a weapon is just a legend. It has long been annihilated in history. Now there is still."

"It is a weapon of the jailer. It is too strong. I can even feel the immortal breath from it. I can hold this weapon and even communicate the source of hell."

"It's no wonder that you can kill the green frog magic. If you have this magic weapon, even the green frog can't be an opponent."

Many nightshades are shocked again and again. They now completely believe in Xia Ping’s words. With this weapon in hand, it is really easy to kill green frogs like killing dogs.

"how is it?"

Xia Ping picked up his eyebrows: "I can prove my credit now, what else can you say?"

"Not yet."

A Yaksha general waved his hand: "You said that this is the weapon of the **** jailer. It is really, the world's fake and shoddy weapons have not been seen.

So, you will hand over this weapon, let's take a closer look and see if it really has such powerful power. After the inspection is completed, you can confirm your credit and this weapon will be returned to you. ”

It looked at Xia Ping with a bit of yin measurement and made a bad idea.

Obviously, it is to take the opportunity to seize this magic weapon, now how such a tyrannical magic weapon can fall into the hands of this little burning magic, should be mastered by their Yasha Legion.

"Yes, this idea is good."

The night is very satisfied, it also feels that this is a very good way. After all, this is the weapon of the legendary **** jailer, even if it is the immortal lord can not have it, it is simply a magic weapon of legendary level, with boundless power.

Rumors that master these weapons can become the new master of **** and become a god.

Therefore, such a magic weapon they let go, it is simply being thundered.

"Like this, you bring this magic weapon up, so you can prove your credit."

At night, I immediately said: "Once you prove, you can get a million pieces of stone, and you can get one level, you can command a army, a house, three thousand demon dead, and even the Burning Legion can rise one level. ""

It lists a series of benefits, and hopes that Xia Ping can turn over the magic weapon and cry.

"moron."

Xia Ping glanced at it and uttered two words.

"What? What do you say, there is a kind to me to say it again."

The night thirteen jumped up, screamed and stared at Xia Ping: "Do you want to face the face, do you think that you have defeated the Marsh Legion and killed the Green Frog, you can take your enthusiasm and arrogance?

I tell you, just rely on your sentence, dare to insult the Shangguan in public, the following commits, insulting and commanding, this is a big sin, sin is unforgivable, death is not enough, what merit is useless. ”

It is violently murderous and angry.

"Abusive commander, the following commits, when you are!"

Many of the Yaksha generals screamed and were excited. They finally grasped the handle of this guy and put the **** burning demon to death.

"kill him!"

At night, I screamed and gave a killing order. At this time, it had completely torn the face, and did not care about any rules.

In fact, the weapon of this **** jailer is so sorrowful that it is enough to tear up any rules. If the lord knows this, he will not hesitate to launch a war at the lord level.

Oh la la la

The voice just fell, and many of the generals around the Yaksha were born. They were armed with steel forks, fierce and fierce, and the wings behind them shook, and they thundered with lightning.

Hey! ! !

In the twinkling of an eye, a black ray of light smashed the past, surrounded by emptiness and murderous murder, overwhelming, blocking the void, and almost no escape to Xia Ping.

"What **** things, give me a roll!"

Xia Ping was crying and screaming, and gently tapped toward the void.

Rumble

Suddenly, the depths of the void were born, and there was a wave of horror. The ghosts were crying and screaming. It seemed that the whole world was crying. Countless gods were crying, and the sky was raining.

"what!"

A general manager of the Forehead did not know what was going on, and was immediately hit by this force, penetrating their body defenses, directly bombarding them in the depths of the soul, all screaming.

A few times, their heads immediately shattered, like a watermelon explosion, split into pieces, turned into a mass of bolognese, and even the soul was shattered into pieces.

This is the horrible power of crying and sorrowful, and when it goes down, the world is full of joy, and the world is crying, and the ghosts are shocked.

"you!"

Night thirteen, etc., the nightshade demon is shocked and angry, this burning magic gallbladder fat to this point, even the soldiers and generals of their Yasha Legion are dare to kill, too mad.

"Night thirteen."

Xia Ping said faintly: "I kill a green frog magic as easy as killing a dog. Just rely on you, the chickens and puppies. I don’t know where the firewood appeared. I also want to force me to hand over the magic weapon and cry. No.

Now I will tell you that all of your Yasha forks will die here. Even if the rock lords appear in this place, you will all die, and no one can keep you. ”