The Man’s Decree

Chapter 5173

It took only a few breaths to deal with the two elders of the Netherworld. David’s scarlet eyes turned to the Yinsi Shadow Guards who were still fighting with the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

These Shadow Guards were originally restrained by the people of Qingyun Sect. Seeing the tragic death of the two elders, their morale had already been in chaos and their movements became stiff.

“Go to hell, you bas***s!” Chen

Ping leaped into the air, and the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand danced wildly, turning into a rain of magic flames and swords, covering the entire battlefield like a plow and sweeping.

The poisonous blades and body movements of those Shadow Guards were meaningless in the face of absolute power. Where the magic flames and swords passed, the black shadows fell in groups, and they were burned to charcoal before they could even scream.

Occasionally, there were fish that slipped through the net and tried to attack by surprise, but they were also smashed to pieces by David’s magic energy bomb.

Hu Mazi, Huo Jingjing and others stood there in shock, watching the figure wrapped in the red devil flames move freely among the enemy group, leaving corpses everywhere. They were shocked beyond words.

The powerful enemy that had just left them helpless was now like a chicken or a dog under this devil power.

Especially the Seventh Palace Master, who looked at David with horror. If David had been like this just now, he would not have been able to take even one move!

“Cough… cough cough…”

David’s body suddenly coughed violently, and the blood that flowed from the corners of his mouth was no longer black, but

flames on his body began to flicker, and a trace of clarity emerged with difficulty in his red

bit too much. I can’t bear

the Red Cloud

a little too pretentious

faded, his body swayed,

it faintly revealed black air. The power of

“David! How are you?”

Huo Jingjing asked anxiously.

and feeling the surging demonic energy and spiritual power in his body, a complex light flashed in

at the inky clouds in the northwest that had not yet completely dissipated, and whispered: “No matter what organization the other party is, this account has just

ruins, the smell of blood and burnt smells mixed. The disciples of Qingyun Sect

at the injured

a friend of mine,

“Your friend…”

“The Ninth Heaven…”