Dugu proud incarnates the black phoenix, his brave posture is in riot, calling the wind and calling the rain, and the thunder is extremely powerful.
The Demon Dust Orb really woke up, freed from the control of the Yin and Yang seal of life and death, a superior artifact, and instantly smashed Luo Xingchen's hand through a hole.
"Dark Demon God! Dark Demon Space!"
The whole world is covered in darkness.
Around Luo Xingchen, he couldn't see his fingers, and his eyes were useless.
"Boom!"
The fist in the darkness hit his chest and back, and the palms dancing in the darkness also patted his immortal body.
Known as immortal, but strength is the foundation, and these strengths of Dugu and Pride have the strength to shake him.
There was a violent tremor in his chest and a slap on his face. The violent power only existed invisible.
The Dark Demon Space surpassed the scope of the spirit world and directly brought Luo Xingchen to another world.
"Isn't it a god? The true god is in the sky! Demon Dust Orb, let me see your power!"
Dugu proudly screamed, and almost merged with the Demon Dust Orb. The power he activated was the power of the Demon Dust Orb.
"Boom!"
The sound of turning over the river and the sea is like the neigh of the ancients!
Luo Xingchen received another palm and hit him in the chest.
The dark magic space is not only invisible, but also inaudible.
He's just immortal, he hasn't been fascinated.
This surging palm power overturned the silence in all directions, leaving behind an epic swan song.
For the first time, he faced a god-level power, which appeared on a mortal like him.
Even if it is a demigod, in the eyes of God, it is only a mortal, because of the incomplete way, the difference is too far.
The internal organs are burning hot and cold.
The blood was hot, it was a warm throat, pouring out of his mouth.
Suddenly, there was light in the dark.
This is golden sunlight, warm and shining, bringing a ray of life to the darkness, is this blood a mortal
The innumerable gaps, Condensed Dao, and Never Condensed Dao, the contest between the two, even though the solitary use of it is not his own power.
This is already precious.
In this dark magic space, he felt suffocated.
With golden blood, the senses suddenly became sharp.
"Blood Sea Abyss! Howling Palm!"
Incorporating the loneliness and pride of the Demon Dust Orb, reluctantly, relentlessly, continue to leap across the space at a god-level speed, blinking and reaching.
This time, I saw his fist received a kind of package, and it was grasped by Luo Xingchen's hand, obstructing his arm, and stepped to contain his whole body, such as being blocked by the sky, strenuous, and difficult to move.
Click! Card wipe!
In the dark magic space, thunder descended.
With thunder and lightning, Duguao saw Luo Xingchen lowered his head, his silver hair gleamed endlessly, and his face was gloomy and solemn.
This face, expressionless, has only deep anger, which can tear through the sky of anger!
It was a kingly, proud posture, and he made a cold snort: "Huh..."
Immediately, at the moment when Thunder kept flashing black and white, Du Guao saw that Luo Xingchen slowly raised his head.
The cold wind is sad, and the road to the killing of gods is officially opened!
"Thank you for letting me understand the distance between God and mortals! A naive God? I think I can deal with it! I'm okay, you keep coming, huh..."
"Yeah—"
Click! Click!
Yin and Yang life and death mark!
"Boom!"
His body was like a lightning strike, violently tugging the lonely arm! Dugu proud, unable to extricate himself, was restrained by him, staggered and fell down.
Luo Xingchen raised his knees, slammed upwards, against the lonely abdomen, the most primitive blow, exploded with full strength.
"Boom..." There was a muffled sound, like drums raining.
"Uh… "
Duguao's entire face was distorted in a moment, it was the feeling of falling into hell in agony.
His body was in a loss, trembling violently for a while, and it was crumbling!
It was just a sudden bump! The power of the flesh exploded with the power of killing gods.
"Big Zhou Tian, repeating the cycle, beginning against the week! Stacked explosions-barren road!"
Luo Xingchen's physical power has skyrocketed tens of thousands of times, with the power of the heavens and stars in it, fighting around, changing the dark demon space, and turning into a star field with black and white interlaced, yin and yang reversed!
A rush of weather fluidized into a hurricane roar, black rays of light, gnawing creatures, and wiped out all ages.
Luo Xingchen's palm could not stop, only death.
He finally recovered the most primitive fighting force, which was to use the flesh to fight a way out.
If one day, the flesh is useless, what about this flesh
The Holy Body of Law is powerful, but not eternal. Only the flesh can be immortal and depend on life and death.
Long Wudao and Luo Xingchen compared their physical bodies. The difference was too far. Long Wudao crushed the true god in half a step. For Luo Xingchen, it would be effortless.
His physical body can crush a naive god!
"Fengming nine days! Dugu is sad!"
The gray phoenix has no sense of beauty, a bit more solemn and domineering, incomparable.
At this moment, Duguao is thinking about his life. He has always been in an unrecognized state, just like the selection in the Tianyu Catalogue. There are seven talents, and there are too many eight talents that can surpass him. Qingfeng Qin Yang's nine talents , Both make him more stressed.
Looking back now, who is the king
Heifeng Liuyan, flapping his wings for 30,000 miles, opening up space, can already explain everything.
This black phoenix rolled up its dark and skyless wings, wrapped in the dark light, two kinds of dark touch, one was barrenness, the other was swallowed!
Let's collide! Let it burn!
"Luo Xingchen, what about you changing your face, what about another way? What about claiming to be immortal? What about life and death martial arts? I have the blood of God! I have the way of God! The demon god Tutian—"
He could only utter a hysterical roar, and Luo Xingchen responded with silence.
At this moment, Dugu proud was dazzling in his heart, surpassing all the evil spirits of the Demon Race, he took the lead and was far ahead.
Named Dugu, why not be a king
Why not smile and fight for a lifetime to prove that he is not much worse than anyone else.
Luo Xingchen's indifferent face also showed an unprecedented surprise.
Since today, the Duguao he knows has become different.
There seemed to be some meaning in Dugu's eyes.
The two forces collided for a while, and each disappeared. They were shaken away, and there was no dark magic space, and the star field also went, and they returned to the northern wilderness of the spiritual world, which was still this deserted land.
At this moment, the place was silent, with a bloody smell all over the ground, the heavens and the earth collapsed in silence, and the reincarnation did not die.
"Hahaha... lively, so lively!"
Behind them, in an invisible place, there seemed to be someone clapping and applauding.
The sound was strange and outrageous.
This is extremely evil and annihilating humanity.
Where is the Purple Demon? What about the scourge? Where is Gu Jueying, the true god of the realm master
When the two heard this movement, they both looked indifferent, regardless of whether they asked.
The collision just now seems not enough.
Then fight again, fight until dawn, kill until the blood moon disappears, kill until the reincarnation collapses, the impermanence of heaven!
Luo Xingchen stretched out his hand and moved his fingers, with a cold smile on his face: "Come again."
"Fengluan robbery for nine days!"
Fengyi Tianxiang!
He soared into the sky, like a meteorite falling, a huge burden, and Mount Tai weighing on the top, with the help of inertial blessing force, surging surging, and boundless darkness permeated all directions.
Luo Xingchen seemed to have seen him back then, with the same desperate attitude, aside from life and death, just to fight to the fullest, nothing more!
"Killing is not guilty! Bloody battle is proud!"
Bang bang bang—
These two people, one set off the waves of the dark night, and the other ignited the bright starry sky!
Their bodies flickered back and forth, a huge northern wilderness, coming and going freely, fighting constantly by various means, and the confrontation between immortality and magic dust beads was out of control.
Maybe God, applauding for them too...
At the same time, the purple demon's head was trampled on by a foot.
The curly-haired young man who scorned all living beings, and the evil powerful men beside him, had already destroyed the Shadow Blade, and also destroyed the corpse tribe's hundreds of millions of army.
Only the Purple Demon, Su Ming, Zhou Hua, and Lei Hanyi were left, the four of them, and the four world-worriers.
Gu Jueying took Gu Qingyang to escape, and Lu Le also escaped.
A cold sword hung on Lei Hanyi's neck, and the scars of the sword were stained with scarlet blood.
"The spirit world... It’s been a long time since I came back... You the most enchanting, the most promising person, haven’t come out yet!"
The curly-haired young man bowed his head and tilted his head against the purple demon's ears. The purple demon gritted his teeth, trembling with excitement, and breathing quickly.
"I am the most enchanting... ah—"
Click!
His hand was broken by the curly-haired youth! I was so painful, I was crushed by the body before I finished speaking.
"Haha, with all due respect, you are not worthy! You want to go to the step of preaching, it is difficult, can you control the world?"
The curly-haired young man seemed to mean something else.
That person should be Yue Wushuang! The only person in the spiritual world who can continue to integrate the origin of the plane, but unfortunately, Yue Wu Shuang is compassionate and does not like merciless killing.
"She? How could it be her? You are teasing me, hahaha..."
Zi Yao sneered and mocked, disapproving.
"Boom!"
The curly-haired young man lifted his foot and kicked on the purple demon's head. Under the purple demon's body, the earth turned into an abyss. When the curly-haired young man let go, the purple demon finally disappeared like a meteor in the screams.
"Yue Kong, dog stuff, get out for Laozi—"
Zhou Hua is not afraid of these people. He firmly believes that his luck is the strongest in the spiritual world in a million years and is unmatched. At this time, he can't bear it. Yue Kong is deceiving them, saying that the people who are good for the world are a family. Kong seemed to have expected the situation at this moment a long time ago, so Yue Kong absconded secretly and left Beihuang, as if sitting on the mountain watching tigers fighting, watching a joke.
He is roaring, roaring!
"Papa Papa..."
A few slapped slaps on the face, Zhou Hua was also shot flying!
"Hijack body! I want you to die—"
Zhou Hua's face was swollen and angry, and he flew back from that day, turning his body into a sea of evil fire.
Embracing the curly-haired young man, both of them were enveloped in flames.
"Trash, let go!"
A feeling of blazing heat filled my heart, and the curly-haired youth was so angry.
His clothes were also burned.
Zhou Hua sneered coldly: "Hey hey... I want to die together-go to hell!"
"boom-"
At this moment, Zhou Hua expanded rapidly, and the explosion spread...
Since then, his life has been added to the final touch, I don't know why, before dying, he feels that this life seems to have gone the wrong way.
What can we do if we swallow luck
Can not withstand a sudden crit from an outsider.
Life is like this. When you think you can be lawless, someone will come to shatter your pride.
However, when he exploded, the curly-haired youth appeared in the sea of fire, arms crossed, knees bent, surrounded by a cloud of red light, safe and sound.
"Cough cough cough... This damn ant..."
The curly-haired young man couldn't help being annoyed. The blood on the corner of his mouth was purple, and the red moon in the sky filled him with strength.
"His Royal Highness, all right."
The few people beside him seemed to be caring eagerly and bowed their heads to him.
And their strengths correspond to the realm of gods in the spirit world, the triple heavens, the fifth heavens, the nine heavens, and the half-step practitioners.
"Where are you from?"
Su Ming stood proudly in the cold wind, not caring about the threat of a scimitar in front of him, questioned.
"Listen well, Red Moon Demon Cult—"