Chapter 729

"Ha ha ~"

"You're fine. Do you want to be loyal to me and be my men?"

The king of hell climbed to the ground and suddenly said.

There was no anger in his eyes, but only his appreciation for Huoyu and others.

"Wishful thinking."

Without any hesitation, Leng Yeyu directly raised his king's sword and cut into the head of the king of hell.

He knew that he was not included in the people mentioned by the other party, because one will die in the dispute between the two kings, and there can only be one person sitting on the throne of darkness.

In addition to him, Huo Yu launched his ability again, improved his physical quality, and madly hammered at the king of hell.

Touch touch ~

The power of terror made the earth tremble, but the king of hell who was crazy hammered by Huo Yu still had the strength to catch Huo Yu's fist with one hand.

Huo Yu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party had more strength. Without any hesitation, he bent his left foot back to accumulate strength and kicked the waist of the king of hell.

The great power made the body of the king of hell fly sideways, and he couldn't help but loosen his hand holding Huo Yu's fist.

"You're fine."

It was this sentence that made Huoyu and others feel a trace of danger.

"Hehe, you don't know who I was before I became the king of hell. I am an existence above nightmares, Lord nightmares."

Then the eyes of the king of hell opened suddenly, and his eyes changed from the exclusive color of magma to the mysterious color of dark purple.

A lot of purple fog suddenly filled the battlefield.

Although Ye Fan has been making soy sauce in the distance, for the sake of safety, the king of hell still pulled him into a dream.

Dimly opened his eyes, Ye Fan saw two beautiful figures, Bai Lixue and Huang Xinying.

"Husband, you're up. Let's cook for you."

Bai Lixue smiled and pulled Huang Xinying out of the bedroom.

With the bedroom door closed, ye fanmeng stood up from the bed.

"What's going on? Aren't I fighting the king of hell?"

But obviously no one will answer Ye Fan's question.

After moving his body, he found that there was no discomfort. Ye Fan put on his clothes, walked to the bedroom door, and then gently opened the door.

His pupils widened suddenly. Outside the door was not a familiar scene, but a burning inferno of hell fire. In the inferno, Huang Xinying and Bai Lixue were nailed to two crosses, suffering the burning of hell.

"Husband, help me."

The helpless eyes of Huang Xinying and Bai Lixue made Ye Fan's heart tremble.

Regardless of the burning of hell fire, he madly rushed to them.

However, as he moved forward, they were farther and farther away from him. Finally, a terrible figure more than three meters high held their heads and exerted light force.

Two headless bodies fell slowly and were burned to ashes by the fire of hell.

"I want you to die!"

Ye Fan shouted helplessly, and then made a crazy wish in his heart.

At the next moment, he bled seven holes and fell to the ground paralyzed.

In reality, the king of hell holds the king's sword in one hand and walks slowly to Huo Yu.

He knew he was going to win. As long as he killed the former enemy, no one could threaten him.

Suddenly, he saw a miscellaneous fish not far away. Suddenly, seven holes bled and fell to the ground.

This made the king of hell a little stunned. He didn't remember that his nightmare power could also affect the reality.

"Have my nightmares been strengthened by the heart of darkness?"

The king of hell said something strange to himself, but the next moment, he suddenly felt a pounding force breaking out from his body.

"No!"

The king of hell seemed to realize something. He roared reluctantly, but it was too late. It was too late when he tortured Ye Fan with the power of nightmare.

The body of the king of hell fell peacefully to the ground. He died.

At the next moment, a strong fire of hell comes up from the ground. It will bring back the king's body. The king of hell should have returned to hell after his death.

Just as the body of the king of hell was about to enter hell, a bright holy light also fell from the sky.

Hell is not punishment for the devil, heaven is.

……

In the conference room of the city building, officer Mo and robbed Xueyu looked at the holographic projection on the table and breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the disaster is finally solved, and they don't have to do it, and they won't break the rules.

"What is that light?"

Rob asked in a childish voice.

Xueyu didn't speak. He was not in the mood to introduce the robbery.

But officer Mo spoke, he said slowly.

"According to historical records, high demons will return to hell after death, and they will make a comeback after a hundred or a thousand years."

"Resurrection?"

"Yes, Hellfire has the characteristics of resurrection. Demons belong to immortality to a certain extent."

He nodded and said strangely.

"Then this holy light brought the king of hell to heaven. He's dead?"

"Yes, there is no possibility of resurrection!"

Officer Mo nodded and confirmed the robbery.

"Will that plan be carried out?"

Xueyu said suddenly at this time.

"Why not? Is there any loss to us?"

Chief Mo's old face showed a chilling smile.

……

A few days later, on the hospital bed of the watchman alliance headquarters hospital.

Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes. What he saw first was the tired figure of Bai Lixue and Huang Xinying.

"Husband, you finally wake up."

Seeing ye fan wake up, Baili Xue and Huang Xinying, who have been guarding the bedside, all showed a happy smile.

Ye Fan looked at the faces of two close relatives and couldn't help thinking of it.

"Is that a dream? Just a dream."

With a sigh of relief, Ye Fan suddenly said.

"How are they, Mocky?"

Before Bai Lixue and Huang Xinying answered, the door of the ward suddenly opened.

Two not burly figures came in. They were lengyeyu and Zhang Xuanhe.

The immortal body of cold night rain made him not suffer any substantive damage after the war. Moreover, after the death of the king of hell, the dream also disappeared. It was he who brought the dying Mocky and ye fan to the hospital.

Just came in, cold night rain said.

"Just wake up, Mocky. His situation is special."

"Special?"

Ye Fan asked in some doubt. Did he suddenly think of it the next moment? The powerful combat effectiveness erupted by Mo Qi that day absolutely reached the s level.

This kind of outburst must make the other party feel bad.

He shook his head and didn't think about it. Ye Fan looked at Zhang Xuanhe who kept his head down and didn't speak.