I Have A Demon God Simulator

Even if the demon didn’t kill him, how could Wen Jing continue to serve it as if nothing had happened?

The original balance had been broken!

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“Brat, you ruined my plan. I’ll kill you!”

The red dragon centipede sensed Wen Jing’s intention and could not help but fly into a rage.

It opened its mouth and spat out a ball of black flames, which expanded into a sea of fire and charged towards Su Mu.

The identity of Mountain Suppressing King was still very useful to it.

Now that Su Mu had exposed him, he wanted to rope in his subordinates to deal with him.

How could the red dragon centipede not be furious?

As the sea of poisonous gas spread, the red dragon centipede attacked again.

Hundreds of scales flew out from its huge body and shot towards Su Mu like flying knives.

“I know this move of yours too!”

Seeing this, Su Mu sneered.

The dragon ghost that was wrapped around him flew out and expanded to its original size with the wind. Its size was actually comparable to the Crimson Dragon Centipede’s clone!

Then, the heavenly dragon ghost also raised its head and spat out a ball of fire, turning into a sea of fire that charged toward the red dragon centipede.

Their moves were extremely similar.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With a loud bang, the two flames collided in the air, and the entire Cloud City was lit up.

The huge power caused the buildings in the mansion below to collapse.

At the same time, the ground shook as if there was a magnitude 10 earthquake.

However, the battle between the two was not over yet.

Facing the Scarlet Dragon Centipede’s attack, Su Mu activated Corpse Explosion and temporarily increased his strength.

A row of malevolent bone blades grew out of his arms, slashing at the flying centipede scales.

These centipede scales danced at high speed and gathered together, like a storm of blades that swept towards Su Mu.

Any one of them had the power to kill an ordinary grandmaster!

However, Su Mu’s knife skills were like a god, and any centipede scales within five meters of him would be shot down.

The centipede’s scales were terrifyingly sharp. After three to five pieces were broken, a bone blade would be broken.

Fortunately, Su Mu’s arms had a row of blood-red bone blades. If a broken bone was broken, it would immediately follow and grow back!

With a series of clanging sounds, the hundred centipede scales were cut into pieces by Su Mu, falling down like raindrops.

This scene made the red dragon centipede’s eyes burn with anger.

After a few moves were broken, it was at a loss for what to do with Su Mu.

“If it wasn’t for my clone, how could I let this little thief be so arrogant?!”

“Hmm? What is it?”

Just as the red dragon centipede was thinking, a terrifying gust of wind suddenly attacked from above.

As soon as it raised its head, a malevolent wolf fang hammer smashed towards it like a meteor!

“Bang!”

With a loud sound that made one’s teeth ache, the red dragon centipede’s skull was smashed until its juice splashed out. It fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge pit in the ground!

The owner of this Wolf Fang Hammer was Wen Jing!

When Su Mu and the Scarlet Dragon Centipede were in the midst of a fierce battle, he finally found an opportunity to attack.

This Su Mu wasn’t surprised, he was sure that this person would attack.

What Su Mu found strange was that Wen Jing, a seemingly easy-going old man, was actually using such a brutal weapon like a wolf fang hammer.

In the following battle, Su Mu finally realized how fierce this hundred-year-old man was!

Wen Jing was usually only seven feet tall, and his body was relatively thin. His white beard and hair made him look like an old scholar with a smile.

But now, his body had expanded several times, and his height had increased to nine feet. After his shirt exploded, it revealed his bulging muscles.

Each piece was as solid as granite, filled with surging blood essence!

There was also the wolf-fang hammer in one hand, which was half the size of an ordinary person’s body.

Furthermore, it was made of some kind of mystical iron. It probably weighed thousands of pounds!

A casual throw could kill a cow.

Not to mention that the Gang Qi in Wen Jing’s body was surging and swirling around him like a great river, almost turning into a substance.

His bright silver hair and long beard danced wildly in the Stellar Energy, making him look like an angry lion.

Especially his pair of bright eyes, which flashed with a terrifying battle intent!

This old man was truly savage!

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Pushing out a book,” This Journey to the West Is Too Wrong “