C318 Why Didn't You Catch the Vast Heaven Pagoda
C318 Why Didn't You Catch the Vast Heaven Pagoda
"Ye Lee, hand over the Dragonslaying Sword and Clear Sky Tower. I will leave you with an intact corpse." The Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls licked their lips and said with a smile.
Ye Lee secretly smiled. Although the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls's realm was the same as his, it was still much weaker than his.
He had two great divine weapons, the third level of the Ancient Devil Book, and the Level SSS Gene Martial Cultivator.
How dare a tiny Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls act arrogantly in front of him?
"I really want to give it to you, but you have to be able to take it." A hint of helplessness appeared on Ye Lee's jade-like face.
"Of course I can!" Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls was very pleased with themselves.
Ye Lee thought for a few seconds and said, "Since you can take it, I will give it to you."
After saying that, Ye Lee threw Clear Sky Tower into the air and said slowly, word by word, "Absolute Kill of Purgatory, suppress!"
The Clear Sky Tower instantly became bigger. Countless bolts of red lightning struck out. How could these Dark Race of Mad Bulls react?
"Rumble!"
A heaven-shaking explosion was heard.
As the saying goes, I advise the Heavenly Duke not to shake his head. Where will all the demons and monsters go!
The Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls and a dozen or so Dark Race of Mad Bulls dodged the attack. Their eyes were wide open. It was the biggest time in history that they had ever seen something like this happen.
"This... How is this possible!?"
The Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls couldn't help but exclaim. He had always... he had always been!!
"I, Ye Lee, never intended to take back the things that I, Ye Lee, have given you. Why didn't you catch the Clear Sky Tower?" Ye Lee said slowly.
The Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls and the dozen or so Tier 5 Dark Race of Mad Bulls had already fallen to the ground. How could they say a word?
"Since you don't want to accept the Clear Sky Tower, does that mean you want to accept the Dragonslaying Sword?"
In the instant that the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls was shocked, Ye Lee's words entered their ears.
His eyes widened even more. When he looked at Ye Lee, he saw that Ye Lee had already jumped into the air.
"Ancient Devil King Slash!"
As his voice faded, the Dragonslaying Sword fell heavily.
Three thousand Fiendgod Mirage shot out, its speed as fast as lightning.
"Rumble!"
Another heaven-shaking explosion sounded out. How could a dozen or so Tier 5 Dark Race of Mad Bulls withstand the power of the Archaic Devil King Slash? All of them turned into nothingness.
At this moment, there was only one Dark Race of Mad Bulls left, and that was the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls.
The Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls dared to swear that he had never been as scared as he was today. His entire body was trembling uncontrollably. This was the fear that came from his soul.
Ye Lee's face was as calm as water, and no fluctuations could be seen on his face. However, there was a trace of loneliness in his heart.
He never intended to take back the things he had given out, but since the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls did not want it, he had no choice but to take it back.
He placed the Clear Sky Tower in the System Space. After that, he slowly walked towards the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls with the Dragonslaying Sword in his hand.
When the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls saw Ye Lee walking towards them, it was as if they had seen an evil ghost trying to kill them. They couldn't help but feel terrified.
"Devil King Ye Li, what... what do you want?" The Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls looked at Ye Lee in shock and asked.
Ye Lee stopped a few steps away from the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls. After thinking for a while, he said:
"I don't want to do anything. I just want to kill you."
When the Dark Race of the Eighth Level Mad Bulls heard this, they couldn't help but take three steps back in fear. The fear on their face could no longer be described with words.