I’m Really An Alchemist

"He's the Demon Lord's senior brother! You're crazy!"

"We haven't completed the mission, and the Demon Lord will not let us go!"

The devil quarreled in front of the Bodhi tree.

Greed suddenly pounced on Wu Tian, ​​wanting to kill the other companions before they could react. Seeing that her palm was about to grab Wu Tian's head, she suddenly showed a look of fear and knelt on the ground in a panic.

"Go back."

Tsurumi's voice clearly appeared in their ears.

Then the red mist rolled over, and the three glamorous demons disappeared on the top of the mountain.

In the blood-colored demon world, Tsuru Jian didn't even look at the three female demons kneeling in front of him, but looked up at the sky alone. He didn't want to go to the point of using force, but there was no other way.

"Senior brother, don't blame me."

Tsurumi murmured softly, and the blood mist rolled behind him. Dapura led the excited Asura clan and raised their weapons high.

Then, Tsurumi stretched out his hand, and a huge crack suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth.

"Kill kill kill!"

Dapra raised his sword high and roared first.

.....

on the earth.

The humans and the demon clan stopped hating and fighting, and they looked up dumbfounded, horrified.

A crack spanning thousands of kilometers filled the sky and occupied the line of sight.

"God, what is that?"

It was like a vision that the sky was being torn apart, startling the life of the entire earth, accompanied by the sound of the quaking of soldiers, countless crazy Asuras flew out of the cracks.

Tsurujian was wearing a red robe, hanging on top of Leiyin Mountain, and thousands of demons gathered behind him, fierce and fierce.

"Senior brother, it's too late to stop now!"

Tsurumi's voice resounded throughout the mountain range.

Wu Tian didn't respond, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and the Bodhi tree glowed brightly, strengthening the barrier.

Tsurumi said: "Can you protect this mountain range and the human beings on the earth, brother, as long as you are willing to stop, I will immediately take the demons away, and will never harm the earth until your lifespan is exhausted!"

Wu Tian still didn't respond. Instead, a white dragon suddenly passed through the barrier, his figure rose up in the wind, and rushed towards countless demons.

"There are so many of them!" Bai Long's voice revealed a little fear.

Immortal Kalin, who was standing on the dragon's head, looked solemn, but comforted: "Don't be afraid, you are big!"

Its wooden staff swung horizontally, and the willow-leaf-shaped magic weapon flew out brazenly, split into tens of thousands of flying knives, and a cold glow appeared, forming a wall of flying knives, blocking the Ashura clan.

"Tsurumi." Immortal Kalin shouted, "Do you think who made this magic weapon?!"

Tsurumi glanced indifferently and said with a sneer, "Master has left the earth, do you want to use him to bluff me?"

Immortal Kalin felt anxious in his heart, but insisted: "Wu Tian is your senior brother. Mr. Zhou gave me the magic weapon just to protect him. Are you not afraid of your master's punishment by making such an arrogant threat?"

Dapra was furious, and with a high-energy qigong bullet in his hand, he was about to smash the white cat to death.

Who dares to punish the Demon Lord?

Tsurumi stretched out his hand, stopped the angry Dapura, stared at Immortal Kalin and said, "Master, I'll go and apologize, now, go away!"

With a wave of his sleeve robe, he saw the magic weapon flying knives, ping-pong-pong slamming together, and being squeezed into a huge ball by mana, Immortal Kalin's face changed greatly, its strongest method was so easily abolished .

Even Hakuryu curled up timidly when facing Tsurumi.

She is big, but she is pitifully small, and when she sees Tsurumi, she feels horrified.

"I count five." Tsurumi flew past Immortal Kalin and came to outside the barrier of Leiyin Temple, "Senior brother, after five tones, if you don't stop, I will let the demons on earth. Open the killing ring, this is not what you want to see, right?"

"five."

"Four."

"three."

Tsurumi's voice still had the childishness of a boy, but his tone was as cold as ice for ten thousand years. As the countdown continued, the Asura clan clung to the weapons in their hands and excitedly inspected the feared life in the barrier.

"Bick, you haven't shot yet!" Immortal Kalin screamed to the sky.

Phew!

The clouds suddenly condensed together, and the dense water vapor enveloped the Asura demons, followed by a swift and violent lightning strike, and penetrated the demons in the blink of an eye through the mist.

The lightning with a high temperature of hundreds of millions of degrees directly split part of the demons into coke.

Only the demons with extremely high combat power such as Dapra can survive, but they are too careless. When the lightning strikes, they do not use energy to protect themselves, and they fall into a temporary paralysis. This short-term paralysis is enough to make the Gram teleports it away.

Boo!

There was a foam-like sound from the space, and Dapra and the other demons disappeared in place.

Piccolo appeared in front of the crane meeting in an instant. He was one with the earth. He was a real **** on earth. He could appear anywhere on earth in an instant, and he could also send anyone to different places on earth.

Protoss Piccolo.

He is the soul of the planet, he is the son of the earth, he can move any substance of the earth at will, and he can make himself the earth.

Being the Earth is not about becoming the Earth, but the ability to allow him to possess any substance on Earth. In the Dragon Ball world, if the combat power is higher than 10,000, the planet can be destroyed with qigong bullets, but this does not mean that the planet is so fragile.

The weight of the earth is 89.56 trillion tons, and when this force is concentrated on Piccolo, what will happen?

The output of each punch is 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 tons, and the density of each square centimeter of his body is also as high as hundreds of millions. The earth is too big, so it looks fragile, but condensing this quality into one person can create a monster.

At this time, Piccolo, even if he lies in the center of the sun and suffers from nuclear fusion all the time, he is just soaking in a hot spring.

In the Z era, it was no problem to kill Frieza and Sharu with one hand.

"Protoss?" Tsurumi glanced at Piccolo and frowned slightly.

There is a huge amount of vitality surging on the surface of Piccolo's body to control his own strength, otherwise he will form a second gravitational point with high density and mass, completely tearing apart the matter in space.

"Leave the earth." Piccolo stretched out his arm and clenched his fist slightly, twisting the surrounding space. He looked directly at the indifferent young man: "Looking at our former friendship, I will let you go!"

"You're not strong enough." Tsurumi stretched out his finger and gently tapped on Piccolo's chest, which directly pierced the body protection vitality, ignoring the enormous pressure of hundreds of millions of tons per square centimeter on Piccolo's body.

With a flick of his hand, he defiantly deflected Piccolo.

"It's a very good idea to send Dapra into the core and imprison him with the high density of the core." Tsurumi looked at the horrified Piccolo and shook his head, "But it's not enough."

His sleeve rolled down, and in the core of the earth, Dapra, squeezed by high-density matter, turned into blood mud with a puff.

Then, the king of the former Demon Realm stepped out of the blood mist behind Tsurumi with a grinning smile.

More demons killed by Piccolo were resurrected from the blood fog.

"You can't stop me." Tsurumi waved his hand, and saw millions of demons in the sky suddenly dispersed, and began to clean up and slaughter life on earth.

Piccolo didn't expect Tsurumi to become so strong.

Even he who became a star spirit seemed so powerless.

His face turned solemn, and two shadows, one black and one white, appeared from his body. The evil Piccolo and the righteous Piccolo, after their bodies solidified, flashed across the streamer in the blink of an eye, each blocking the slaughter of the demons.

Protoss Piccolo shot Dapra to death with one palm, glared at Tsurumi angrily, and also disappeared in place.

He is the **** of the earth, and between protecting Wutian and protecting life on earth, he can only choose the latter!

py: "I am Yiyong, I am not hated"

Now the ghosts who are on fire are killing colleagues, and those who love it will take it for themselves~

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Chapter 286 Chapter 43: The Sacrifice of the Cat Fairy

Asuras were born of the human mind to kill and control the power of killing and fear. They were born with three heads and six arms. They held swords, spears, swords and halberds.

Sheng Ling had lost his courage just by seeing their appearance.

Ordinary firearms have no effect on them, and the force of the demon clan is even more ridiculous. The Asura clan, who control the killing, have the supernatural power to attract people's killing thoughts. They can just stand on the battlefield and release their own innate supernatural powers. Let both sides kill the red eye.

Father and son cannibalize each other, relatives and friends hate each other.

Humans and demons who hate each other can play a dog's brain!

It's just that the Asuras don't like to play with this kind of imaginary. They prefer to use their own force to cut off the enemy's head and hang it on their waists as a sign of bravery. Fortunately, they are not willing to use supernatural powers. time.

Millions of Asuras are naturally extremely rare compared to the billions of human and demon clans.

But these millions of Asuras smudged the entire biosphere like black ink. They slaughtered all the creatures they saw, not only humans and monsters, but even beasts.

"Damn!"

Protoss Piccolo floated in the air, his expression extremely angry.

On the earth, **** slaughter is everywhere.

The blood dyed the earth and rivers red, and Asuras were like locusts, reaping life.

The star spirit Piccolo controlled the evil and positive clones with his mind and crushed the Asura demons with absolute strength, but they could survive in the blood mist and be reborn again.

No wonder Tsurumi didn't stop him.

It doesn't make sense at all!

What should we do? .... Piccolo has no time to think. He can only use the fastest speed to do his best. He can turn the brushed Asura into powder by moving at a high speed, but it still doesn't help.

The entire earth, only the west is safe.

A huge golden ring floated above Xidu, and Anna looked pale at the silhouette of the demons flying in the sky.

With the madness of these demons, the indeterminate flying ring will not be able to stop it for a long time. As long as one is put in, Xidu will become a grinding disc of flesh and blood, but the strange thing is that all Asuras saw the indefinite flying ring and took their own detours. leave.

The Demon Lord has instructed that only this city is inviolable!

But in the world, only the West has this kind of treatment.

In the demon city, Phil was full of Jiuyang infuriating energy, like a fire of red flames, and burned the attacking Asuras to ashes, but more vicious demons rushed forward one after another.

He could only stand in front of his terrified family members and cope tiredly.

"Teacher, what the **** is going on?" Phil's tone was deeply disappointed.

As the lord of the demon clan, he could not protect his subjects, and could only barely protect his family.

Seeing the guards being slaughtered easily, watching the subjects use their bodies to block the devil, Phil's eyes were split, but he was powerless.

Even Yao Lao's tone was much more solemn.

"Boy, these devils are not something you can fight against now. Let me give you a piece of advice, run away with your family!"

"Are you asking me to give up the people?" Phil gritted his teeth, his left hand was slightly bent, and the flying dragon shot out in the sky. The immortal Asura can be replenished at any time, but the True Qi in his body is about to be depleted.

Yao Lao sneered: "This planet is over, if you keep delaying it, even your family won't be able to save it!"

Phil was unwilling.

He has a pure and good nature, and is not willing to abandon his own people at all. If he wants to die, he would rather live and die together with his people!

It just hurts the family...

Phil looked back at his sister and mother, who were trembling behind him, and sighed lowly. Yao Lao saw that he had made up his mind, and after sneering, he stopped talking, obviously planning to wait for him to find someone else after his death.

"Kang Long has regrets!"

True Qi turned into a fire dragon, and penetrated the ferocious Asura one after another. Phil performed light work, took his sister and mother to seize the gap, and rushed out of the palace.

In the city, the blood is in sight, but there are still many monsters struggling to resist the devil, barely surviving.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The surviving demon clan cheered when they saw Phil.

In their hearts, as long as the king is there, they can overcome any difficulties and setbacks.

Phil looked at these monsters, and couldn't give up on them. His true energy was surging. In a desperate situation, Jiuyang Divine Art took it to the next level, and the extreme flames formed a high wall, which slightly blocked the devil.