Chapter 82 That's Magic

Jun Lintian, who performed the transformation of the Dragon God, still stayed in mid-air, but two ferocious blood holes appeared on this huge body. Whether it was the blood hole in the back of the neck or the throat, it was a fatal injury. However, at this moment, on Jun Lintian's body, the surface of the big Dragon God's body was filled with darkness. Breath, black silk, turned into wisps of smoke and kept rising. In the end, it turned into an endless dark flame.

A fierce magic spirit burst out from Jun Lintian!

Yantian Holy Land and others in the distance, looking at this unexpected scene, especially the elder Taishang and others, frowned deeply when they felt the breath from Jun Lintian's body. If you look carefully, you can find that there seems to be some kind of look in the eyes of the Taishang Elder looking at Jun Lintian, which seems to be It is a kind of shock and palpitations.

How is it possible? How could it be him?" The elder Taisang muttered in shock, but this low whisper, no one heard it.

The dark magic dragon vein is still fighting with blood at this moment. In the face of the number of strong people far beyond their own, and the strength of these people is not weak, which has caused a lot of losses. However, as the twelve-week dragon vein, its vitality is extremely tenacious. Since it was sealed for endless years, it has not died. I can see it.

When Jun Lintian was shot through his throat by the saints, the remaining light from the eyes of the dark dragon vein fell on Jun Lintian in the distance. He felt the power of the burning dragon vein and the hell evil dragon vein from Jun Lintian. In addition, Jun Lintian performed the dragon god change at this moment. It can be said that Jun Lintian at this moment is a twelve-week day. Dragon vein, but even so, the vitality of Jun Lintian is still passing at a very fast speed. The dark magic dragon vein can't help but feel sad. He knows that he will end up like this soon.

But when he was secretly sad in the heart of the dark dragon vein, he suddenly felt an extremely familiar breath, which was the power of darkness, extremely pure darkness, and that was the breath of demons.

As a dark magic dragon vein, it is extremely ** to the power of darkness. When he smells this breath, even if it is as powerful as the dark magic dragon vein, it still shivered in his heart. The dark power on the dark magic dragon vein is like a semi-finished ceramic compared with this dark power. A perfect and exquisite finished ceramic is compared.

"This breath is a demon... In that boy's body, there is actually a demon..." The dark demon dragon vein seems to think of all kinds of things to the west, so that it is as broad as him, as powerful as it, and scared in the heart, which is a fear from the depths of the soul.

"He must die!"

This is the last idea made by the dark demon dragon vein, and just when the dark demon dragon vein felt this, there was a roar between heaven and earth, and the dark and fragmented void was suddenly completely filled by the dark breath. Endless darkness enveloped the world, and the roar of demons from the abys of the earth were unscrupulous. It echoes between heaven and earth.

"Jun Lintian, are you willing to die like this? This is not your person. Have you forgotten the persistence in your heart?

The dull voice resounds directly in the depths of all souls, and the dark power on the huge dragon body of King Lintian is also becoming more and more intense, pure and almost quickly turning into dark ink.

Two fine light pierced the dark void, which was projected in Jun Lintian's huge eyes. The constantly dilapidated soul was repaired by the dark force, and the eroding power was also swallowed up by the dark force. Jun Lintian's injury was stopped in an instant, not only on the soul, but also on the flesh. The injuries are being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rhythm of life gradually appeared on Jun Lintian again, but at this moment, in everyone's perception, it seems that something has changed.

The power of darkness rolled like ink, and the low roar came from the king's mouth. After the elder in the distance saw this scene and shouted lowly, his old body had rushed directly into the thick black fog. At this moment, the saint was holding a red long gun and stood in the black. In the fog.

The elder appeared beside the saint almost instantly. The saint looked at the rise that suddenly appeared beside him. The saint looked at the nervous elder in surprise. Before the saint could react what was going on, a huge force burst out from the elder. This force It's the saints who can't resist, which is the power that belongs to the peak of the sky.

In the eyes of the saints, he was getting farther and farther away in the figure of the elder Tais, and the huge body of Jun Lintian also disappeared from his vision little by little. However, in an instant, the saint found that he had stood with Ji Qian and others at this moment, and the saint looked at the endless darkness again. In his breath, he wanted to feel what was going on there, and began to the dark force completely block his horrible mind from outside.

In the saint's mind, he once again remembered the king's Lintian who had a dark power in his body. At that moment, in the saint's perception, the king's day seemed to have changed. No, at that time, the king's sky could no longer be regarded as a person, but it could not be regarded as a twelve-week dragon vein, in the saint's sense. Zhizhong, the king's reign at that time was very similar to the ancient 'demon' recorded in the holy land. Even the saints felt that the king's reign was a demon, but he hid it deeply. Now it has to be exposed at the critical moment of life and death.

Thinking of the ancient records about demons, even if they are as powerful as saints, they can't help but feel a suffocating panic.

"Is it really a demon? Didn't you say that the demons have completely disappeared in this world? The saint was whispering, and although his divine mind could not detect the situation in the dark breath, the saint's eyes had never left the strong dripping black fog.

Unconsciously, the saint clenched his fist. If Jun Lintian is really a demon, then perhaps even the elder may not be able to completely subdue it.

"Boom!"

There was a dull impact sound from heaven and earth. The next moment, an old figure turned into a meteor and flew out of the black fog. The man was the elder, but at this moment, the elder was extremely embarrassed, messy pale beard and ragged clothes, which showed that the elder had just hit him. It has the upper hand.

"Roar!"

Another demon roar echoed between heaven and earth, and Jun Lintian has now reduced the dragon god and turned into a human body.