Chapter 85 Sky-level Body

In the depths of the dark wilderness, a pair of frightened eyes appeared in Jun Lintian's perception. At the moment when he felt these eyes, Jun Lintian's heart was instantly tightened. In his body, every cell was quietly changing, and this change was a chain reaction, which was like a * Connected to tens of millions of fire lines, this * burning ignited countless fire lines in an instant.

The deep changes of cells quietly spread to every corner of Jun Lintian's whole body in an instant.

The scorching heat is as if it is in the core of the sun. The surface of Jun Lintian's body is as red as a soldering iron. The black silk is gradually hidden in this quiet transformation, and every cell of Jun Lintian's body is reborn in Nirvana.

A new structure was formed in Jun Lintian's body almost in an instant, with Jun Lintian, who was as red as a soldering iron. He suddenly looked at the countless terrorist forces that hit him and roared, and a horrible roar burst out of his mouth. Horrifying sound waves made the void collapse, and Jun Lintian at this moment Flying around, he kept walking in the air. While avoiding these countless attacks, he waved his iron-like red fist.

Each punch will offset one or two attacks from the enemy.

Jun Lintian's strangeness caught Sima Chengong and others off guard. In an instant, instead of not killing Jun Lintian, but also let Jun Lintian kill several people. The sudden change was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectation.

The saint in the distance looked solemnly at Jun Lintian and felt the expanding power in Jun Lintian's body. The saint said with lingering heart: "His physical strength and physical strength are still increasing. If it goes on like this, maybe... Maybe..."

In Ji Qian's beautiful eyes beside the saint, she was already shocked. When she heard the saint's whisper, she immediately turned her head and asked, "Maybe what will happen?" Although there was already an answer in her heart, Ji Qian still couldn't believe the guess in her heart, which placed the last glimmer of hope on the saints.

However, the last hope was completely shattered by the words of the saints.

"Maybe a sentence will break through to the sky level!"

The voice of the saints clearly echoed in Ji Qian's mind, and Ji Qian was very sure that this was not her own illusion. The scene in front of her was real, but... the physical strength and physical strength at the sky level, how unbelievable this is. Under the same cultivation, who would be the enemy of the king Lintian?

No, even now, in the same level, Jun Lintian can be said to be an invincible existence. If it is not for the difference in cultivation, even the saint of the proud son of heaven has only the iron fists of Jun Lintian to admit defeat.

Jun Lintian's whole body turned into iron red, dark long hair. In the endless wind, the roots were upside down, and his dark eyes were full of hatred and desire for life. His speed was unimaginable. Between the two points of that distance, it could almost be said to be a momentary movement. The next moment, Jun Lintian's body The shadow was still in the void, and when the strong man reacted, Jun Lintian had already waved his fist that exuded the breath of death.

The attack is so simple, but such a simple attack makes everyone unable to resist, and even the heart of resistance cannot be born.

The iron-like redness is all over Jun Lintian's body. At this moment, Jun Lintian suffers unparalleled pain, which is the pain from the origin of every cell in the body, as if every moment the cells are experiencing the burning and quenching of hell, in which the pain is all gathered together, if it weren't for Jun Lintian. His consciousness is extremely strong, and he has already fallen into a coma in this boundless pain.

"No, you can't let his physical strength continue. If he really breaks through to the sky, with this guy's horrible talent, it will definitely lead to a terrible disaster. At that time, even the whole holy land will be implicated." The saints in the distance finally came out of shock.

The scarlet breath rate once again extended from the body of the saints. He directly turned into a meteor and rushed to the king Lintian in the war.

Jun Lintian felt endless power pouring out from every cell of his body. He roared and wanted to completely pour out the power in his body. At this moment, dozens of strong men of Yantian Holy Land have fallen under those horrible fists.

"Simachen, don't you want to kill me? Come on!"

The low roar made Sima Chengong's body stagnate, but before he recovered from the shock, Jun Lintian's body had appeared in Sima Chengong's nearly a thousand, still a fancy fist, still domineering power. The power of this fist directly smashed the void, and Sima Chengong's body The body is in the sunken space, struggling and then despairing little by little.

With the power of Sima Chengong's sky-level barren power, in the face of the king Lintian at this moment, there was no room for resistance. Gradually, desperate eyes emerged from Sima Chengong's eyes. Over the years, the open and dark battles have been thought of how colorful he lived in Sima Chengong's mind for a short life. However, no matter how he guessed, any calculation, he never thought that his death would be so close, and it would be such an ending. By now, the roles of hunters and prey have been completely transferred in the blink of an eye.

Sima Chengong couldn't help smiling bitterly at the corners of his mouth, "Fate always teases people so much..."

"Boom!"

The horrible explosion exploded in the void, and a large area of the void sank in, and a figure with fishy red silk all over the body stood in front of Sima Chen, and took the deadly blow of Jun Lintian. Looking at this arrogant and cold figure, he had just saved himself, but... But why Instead, there is a heartfelt anger in your heart?

"Saint..." Sima Chengong looked at the person in front of him. Over the years, a scene that had been overwhelmed by the saints reverberated in Sima Chengong's mind. Sima Chengong suddenly felt a sense of grievance and humiliation from the depths of his soul, and he stood in front of him. The figure roared hysterically: "Who wants you to save it? Get out, my death, what does it have to do with you? Our Machen workers don't need you to be pitiful..."

The angry roar suppressed all the voices in the world, and Sima Chenggong's dull eyes kept trembling, and he couldn't tell whether it was out of unwillingness or anger.

The saint did not pay attention to the hysterical roar of Simachen. He just looked at Jun Lintian in the distance with fear. In the blow just now, he felt the physical strength of Jun Lintian and had undergone a qualitative transformation. He couldn't tell where exactly this transformation was. Li, but the saints know that now they are only five or five points against him.

Jun Lintian's whole body is still red like a soldering iron, flying around, and his eyes are cold and murderous.

"If you want to keep me, you have to pay the price of bleeding!" The cold voice came from Jun Lintian's mouth, and at this moment, Jun Lintian's figure once again disappeared into the eyes of the saints. At this moment, the saint felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. He felt as if Jun Lintian's figure existed in every inch of void, and the world stood on his opposite side.

Jun Lintian does not have too many combat skills. He is just a strong body, moving at a terrible speed in the void, and then constantly looking for opportunities to attack. Such a horrible speed can almost be said to be teleportation, and its explosive power is even more unimaginable.

I don't know when the saint's forehead was full of fine sweat. He shouted, and the scarlet silk suddenly splashed every inch of void.

Jun Lintian's body was moving at an unimaginable speed in the void, and the whole void was suddenly covered by horrible red silk. Once again, facing the red silk, Jun Lintian knew the strength of it. At that time, Jun Lintian immediately adhered to his consciousness and did not let his consciousness be red. The desire for blood in the silk is controlled, and at the same time, in the depths of the wilderness, Jun Lintian has desperately extracted his dark power.

The black breath climbed up, and the scarlet silk can't approach Jun Lintian's body at all, because the red silk seems to have their own consciousness. When they feel the dark breath, they are instinctively expelled.

Although he could not pose enough threats to the king's Lintian, he let the saint control the movement of the king's day. The saint suddenly looked at a void, where the space fluctuated distance came. He narrowed his eyes and the power of the wilderness in his body ran at full force. Then he counterattacked and directly rushed to the king's Lintian that flashed. The void was smashed away.

The power of destruction fills the universe, and the heaven and earth are almost penetrated. Xingyu is also trembling, as if it is possible to fall down at any time.

The two hemispherical air masks confront each other and suddenly appear in the air. In the air mask, they are the king Lintian and the saints who collided with each other at this moment. Time seems to be fixed at this moment. The power of the two is constantly impacting, while the hemispherical air mask bursts out dazzling brilliance.

Boom!

With the general roar of the explosion of the stars, the two confrontational figures retreated from each other, and a trace of scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of the saint's mouth, and Jun Lintian also felt that his chest was stuffy and was about to spit out blood.

The saint's eyes fell on Jun Lintian. He suddenly saw that Jun Lintian's body had become translucent, and in the translucent body like a glass carving, he could see dots of light, which flashed like stars, emitting terrible power.

Seeing such a scene, the saint's body couldn't help trembling and his heart was half cold, "The sky-level body... Is this the physical strength of the sky-level?"