With a click, Ye Jingyu and others even saw Liang Xiaoke's head rotated 180 degrees under the slap, and his entire back hit the ground heavily, and his face was buried in the soil...

Seeing such atrocities, Jiulita and others trembled at the same time, they felt cold sweat coming out from their foreheads. How could they dare to look at Hanba more?

However, Liang Xiaoke sat up with a scream, spit out the soil in his mouth, covered his head with both hands, rotated it 180 degrees, put it back to his original seat, and jumped up again, jumping to the front of Hanba.

"As the saying goes, that beating is kissing, scolding is love, no beating or scolding, but not loving each other, beautiful lady, now you have beaten and scolded, should we be bridal chamber?" Liang Xiaoke said, and one hand was already grabbing the tender white hand of Hanba...

Hearing such words, the audience was silent again. This guy is too nonsense, right? He just slapped him and scolded him for getting out of the way, why did he have to be a bridal chamber?

A raging flame erupted in the eyes of Hanba again, and there was even a strong murderous intent burning in the flames. A small zombie, who was born in his generation, dared to make his own ideas. Could it be that he had taken action just now too lightly, right?

Feeling the powerful anger in Hanba's heart, Ye Jingyu took a step forward slightly and introduced to Liang Xiaoke in a low voice: "Brother, this is a Tianwu in the twelve Heavenly Witch Extermination Formation, Miss Hanba!"

"Haha, it turns out it's Miss Hanba, that... Sai, Hanba?" Liang Xiaoke's hand had reached in front of Hanba, and he only took a little bit of it to grab Hanba. Suddenly, he heard the word Hanba that Ye Jingyu said. He had not reacted at the beginning, but in just a moment, his face changed drastically.

Droughthorn, who is his ancestor? Legend has it that Droughthorn also belonged to the witch clan in ancient times. Although he did not know who the twelve heavenly witches in the twelve heavenly witch extinction formation was, if Droughthorn was also among them, he would never be surprised.

"You mean her..." Liang Xiaoke looked at Ye Jingyu with some disbelief, as if he wanted to know the truth urgently.

"Yes, they are the ancestors of your zombie clan, drought bar, heavenly witch, drought bar! drought god, drought bar!" Ye Jingyu emphasized heavily.

Suddenly he saw Liang Xiaoke's face turn from pale to pale, and then from pale to gray. This is the color of the real corpse.

She turned out to be a drought, a real drought? The legendary drought, the drought that his master kept muttering in his ears from the first day he turned into a zombie.

Oh my God, I actually met my ancestor Hanba, and I was trying to seduce her? No, it was her who seduces herself? She is so beautiful, why isn't she used to seduce men?

Liang Xiaoke quickly found an excuse for himself in his heart, but his body suddenly rushed towards the Hanba.

"My aunt, my ancestor, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I don't know it was you, I shouldn't offend you, I was really wrong, I beg you, forgive me!" Liang Xiaoke shouted that he was wrong, and rubbed his head against Hanba's chest.

Seeing Liang Xiaoke crying with tears in his eyes, he thought that he was Ye Jingyu's elder brother after all, and Hanba had obviously less murderous intentions in his heart. After all, he was his descendant, right? He had just walked out of the formation and only met such a descendant. He also needed to do odd jobs by himself in the future, right?

Thinking of this, Hanba's face looked a little better. He patted Liang Xiaoke on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Just know the mistake, just know the mistake. If you serve me well in the future, your benefits will be indispensable!"

Seeing all this, Ye Jingyu rolled his eyes and turned his eyes wildly. This guy is so lustful that he doesn't even forget to eat tofu even admitting his mistakes. When he saw that Hanba didn't even want to teach him a lesson, he felt relieved.

But Liang Xiaoke is not a person who is calm. When he heard the word "Serving" by Hanba, his eyes lit up and immediately raised his head. His eyes looked at Hanba, and said firmly: "Don't worry, my ancestors, I will definitely serve you all. Whether it is the old *HAN* push *CHE, Guanyin sitting lotus, or going to massage the whole body, I am very good at it. Of course, what I am best at is JN Dragon Claw Hand, which will definitely satisfy my ancestors..."

"Get out..." When Liang Xiaoke said that the old *han* was pushing the cart, Ye Jingyu had already closed his eyes, and Hanba obviously didn't understand what the old *han* was pushing the cart. However, when he said it the last thing, even the idiotic person knew what he meant.

With a roar and a heavy punch, Liang Xiaoke's body was once again smashed out like a baseball. This time, it condensed all the power of the Hanba. It was infinitely close to the Demon King, and it directly smashed Liang Xiaoke thousands of feet away. A huge blood hole was smashed in his lower abdomen, and his colorful intestines leaked out, but no one cares about him now.

When Ye Jingyu opened his eyes, the flames in the sky had been extinguished a lot, and the temperature around him had also dropped a little. He saw a man with flames standing in the void. It was Yan Senxu who had absorbed Lihuo and the Flame of Destruction and was attacked by Zhan Brass.

The aura he showed at this moment was definitely stronger than any ninth-grade demon king present, it was a breath that surpassed the demon king.

Demon King, yes, he has successfully promoted to the realm of Demon King, but I don’t know if it was because of the sneak attack by Zhan Brass. There was a long scar on his handsome face, a blood-red scar, which looked so hideous and terrifying.

The flames on his body also seemed to have some signs of being out of control. They were not able to completely store them in their body like Black Ming Ba, and reach the point of being able to be freely retracted and released.

But no matter what, the Fire Demon Clan once again appeared a demon king, the youngest demon king. In the sky, thick dark clouds had condensed at some point, and lightning flashed in the dark clouds, and thick currents were passing through the clouds, just like the handsome dragons swimming in the sky...

Feeling the pressure from the sky, everyone present had such a thought flashed through the hearts of the people - the heavenly tribulation!

(Only 2 chapters have been saved, and the remaining chapter is left to get up in the morning to write, the new week, bricks, tickets, and money!)

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