Chapter 699 Magic Palace

The screams were earth-shaking, but it only lasted for a while. The extinct demon had been swallowed up by the flames and completely burned into dust. As soon as the magic gas shook, it fluttered with the wind.

A demon equivalent to a golden fairy was burned into ashes.

The fragments of the soul that exterminated the real demon began to be plundered by Jing Ping, and then he began to suppress it, looking through the memory of the soul, intending to understand the general form and some mysteries of the real demon world.

"Huh? Is it a magic spell?" Jing Ping raised his eyebrows. As soon as he checked the soul memory of the extinct demon, he found a magic skill. There were many spells in it, like the stars of the universe. All kinds of sinister and vicious spells were endless. It was the ultimate of killing immortals and demons. Blood and tyranny were leaked everywhere, and he just took a glance, and there was a deep The sinking magic idea came, and he wanted to completely transform Jing Ping's mind into a magic giant.

"Humph!" Jing Ping snorted coldly, and the golden light in his body only flashed slightly, which shook the magic idea into fragments. With the disappearance of the fragments, there was a last roar.

The demon thing is the most difficult to deal with, and it is extremely difficult to kill. Although Jing Ping burned the real demon into dust, the other party is a golden fairy-level demon head and the body of the demon spirit, so he lurks in the fragments of the soul and attacks Jing Ping. If he gets it this time, then Jing Ping will immediately Become the second extinct demon.

However, the golden light in Jingping's body is a combination of Daluo's holy light and merit and law. It is most effective in suppressing evil spirits, which does not let the other party win.

After the last trace of soul of the extermination of the real demon was destroyed, Jing Ping looked at this spell containing infinite mace again. In his eyes, the sea of blood was surging, and in an instant, the breath on his body was even more like a demon.

There are tens of thousands of these spells, but Jing Ping understands the principle at a glance and does not practice. He just wants to use these vicious gases to make his disguise stronger.

Daqian's illusion is extremely magical. Coupled with Jing Ping's fierce means, he is a demon, which is difficult to see. Moreover, now his breath has begun to strengthen the magic spirit. This time, it directly makes him an extremely orthodox demon. As long as he doesn't say it himself, no one can detect it.

Feeling his own change, Jing Ping just smiled, then ran the starry sky map, and began to capture the memory in the fragments to calculate the general distribution of power in the whole real demon world.

A palace with deep magic energy suddenly appeared in his eyes. Infinite magic masters are going back and forth in it. These masters are full of blood and tyranny, and their eyes are almost all scarlet, and according to the energy intensity of the reaction, these magic masters are all equivalent to The true demons of the golden immortals!

The costumes of these major demons are also different. Some wear skeleton blood bubbles and walk on the road as if he is on the blood. It is very terrible. This should be the existence of the magic door, because the skeleton blood robe on his body is no different from the demons he killed before.

There are also people wearing a thick black robe like ink. The breath on his body is decisive, sharp and boundless, and they look cold one by one, as if they were only born for killing.

This spirit of killing is incomparable even the existence of the killing world. You should know that the existence of the killing world only depends on killing all sentient beings in the world to absorb enough energy to construct self-rules and want to replace the way of heaven.

And these existences in black robes are not for the purpose of predatory power at all. They are just a word, that is, to kill and kill everything.

Simply pursue the killing and enjoy the pleasure. When you can't kill, kill yourself.

"This is the demon head of the demon killing door. All of them are crawling out of the sea of corpses and blood. The power is extremely strong, which is equivalent to the Tao Xuanmen of the real fairy world." Jing Ping recognized this unique breath at a glance. It was the sect that existed in the immortal world at the beginning, the magic killing door, but later it was completely destroyed by Jing Ping, and no one was left behind.

There are also many deep shadows of yin, one by one, illusory, as if it is not a physical object, but it can cross the mountain and the ground without hindrance. This is the power of ghost cultivation.

All kinds of ferocious monsters are also among them. They are extremely fierce, and there are still blood residues on the corners of their mouths. It seems that they have just eaten something.

The starry sky map shook again. Jing Ping's spiritual thought tried to sneak into this huge magic palace, but he encountered a huge layer of resistance and could not move forward.

"It turned out to be a strong prohibition. It seems that you can't break through, otherwise it will inevitably disturb the existence in the magic palace and attract the pursuit." Jing Ping frowned and did not move forward. "But even if I can't see it with my own eyes, I can feel that a large number of masters are gathering in the magic palace through spiritual thoughts, which are jointly refining something and has a huge sealing power."

He said a few words secretly. He was about to look at something else. Suddenly, an inspiration flashed in his mind and he remembered the words of Bu Tianlu.

"The senior management of the real fairy world knows my arrival and is practicing a sealed magic weapon called Tiandao Fairy Palace. They are about to deal with me. Is it the same in the real demon world?"

Jing Ping's eyes were full of light, and then he said, "It must be so!" I have become the public enemy of the three worlds. How can they let me go easily? It seems that I have to go to this palace this time.

In a short moment, Jing Ping has made a decision to lurk into this magic palace and listen to the specific news. If it can be destroyed, it will be destroyed, which can also cause himself less trouble.

The real fairy world already has his source, that is, Bu Tianlu, the real demon world, then he must rely on himself.

Between the thoughts, Jing Ping's body shook, and it turned into the breath of extermination of the real demon. At the same time, the magic gas exploded, and a skeleton blood robe was directly formed on his body. There was a tyrannical breath everywhere between his eyes. What is really a big devil, and no one can see any fake.

"Hey hey, from now on, I will exterminate the real demon. There are all factions in the magic palace, which can make me fish in troubled waters and sneak into it for observation. As long as I get empty, I will immediately attack and kill two to add majesty to me."

Jing Ping felt the breath on his body and immediately sneered twice. He suddenly nodded with one foot. His figure suddenly turned into a deep magic and flew out, forming a huge black line above the sky.

With his means, he can completely reach the magic palace in one step, but this seems too strong. You should know that the original extinct real demon will not cross time and space. Then Jing Ping also came to follow the gourd and fly by speed.

After flying for a while, Jing Ping had already seen the existence of the magic palace from afar. Its powerful existence was waiting back and forth next to the magic palace. The secret magic gas began to rush to Jing Ping's body, as if it was verifying his identity.

After overlapping inspections and all kinds of magic intrusions, finally, his feet fell on the ground of the magic palace.

There was no attack, no cross-examination, and he immediately understood that he had concealed it and his identity could be used.

There are many beings going in and out on the ground, all of which are real demons equivalent to golden immortals, with strong strength, but Jing Ping did not care too much. His eyes directly looked at this huge magic palace.

Ling Nian touched the palace slightly and was immediately rebounded back by a force. However, at this moment, Jing Ping came to the magic palace, unlike just exploring in the distance. Ling Nian sneaked into it through Jing Ping's breath and clearly saw the scene inside.

Countless spaces, layers of space, are really countless, and in each space, there is an extremely powerful existence. Although he has the intention to explore, he is afraid of shocking the other party. He can only pass by. His spiritual thoughts directly penetrate into the distance and see another completely demonic spirit, the beast. A miniature palace composed of bones.

This miniature palace is not big. It looks only the size of a palm, but it has more than 20 demons sitting next to it, constantly depicting the array in it. At the same time, a sad and fierce ghost is also thrown into it, and Shengsheng and the palace are together!