Chapter 112 Zhan Sanjun!
(In this tragic year of 2011, on November 11, the tragic went to the cinema and became corrupt. After watching the lovelorn for 33 days, it may be called lovelorn for a month. It was sad when I went in and quite relaxed when I came out. Those single men who enter the cinema with the same heavy mood must be in this mood. It's a rare movie that will make people relax. Recommend it and wish you a happy Singles' Day. It's better not to celebrate the festival next year. Looking at those who come out for the festival in pairs, I really want to kill them.)
Their conversation is too secretive and too dangerous. Once others are aware of it, the demon master will not be able to escape the punishment of the demon clan. Zhi Wuji and Muluo will also bear the reputation.
So, in an instant, the three of them took action at the same time, actually trying to capture the sword-like mind, and then found the owner of the mind and killed him.
However, although the divine idea appeared in front of them, it was not easy to be taken down at all. The sharp edge of the long sword directly broke through the joint action of the demon master and Zhi Wuji, and then the momentum turned around, directly from the red light of the eyes of the beast demon, and finally dissipated under the eyes of the three people.
"What a horrible thought..."
Muruo 'Teng' had to stand up at once, and his gentle expression disappeared. His face was only solemn. The space around him was shaken into ripples by the inexplicable pressure emanating from his body, and his eyes were still staring at the direction of the divine thoughts dissipating. The eyes of the beast demon opened, and the red light bloomed like blood, as if to see through the time. In the same way as the boundary point of space, the sticky material like blood gradually penetrates out of the space. If Lin Fan is present, he will definitely be able to recognize that this is the time substance that appeared when Mo Kuang explained the special strength of the virtual strong for him.
This kind of time matter can only be manipulated at will by the strong who return to the virtual, but the strong who return to the same realm also have the power to master time. With the help of the talent of the Eye of Beasts, Muluo wants to infer where the mind comes from. As the surrounding space slowly penetrates out the viscous blood-like substance, a The long sword hung in the air, and the cold light was pointed straight at the three people, like a cold poisonous snake spitting out a letter.
In the blink of an eye, a spiral nest suddenly appeared in the dark sky. A larger blood pupil was reflected at the bottom of the cloud. The sticky ** rolling in the pupil kept going against the current, pushing the time back to the moment when the mind hit.
At this time, the sword that appeared against the current of time suddenly exploded and turned into a figure. The figure just waved its hand and involved the wind and clouds into its sleeves. The blood pupils under the clouds were suddenly severely damaged. Countless blood sprinkled on the earth with the rain. Muluo's face suddenly turned white, and the eyes of the beast demon on his forehead were tightened again. Shut up.
After the figure finished all this, he also waved out the wind rolled in his sleeves and turned it into thousands of airflows. Each airflow was like a fierce sword spirit, causing a fine wound on Muluo's body and cutting his old but unrestrained robe.
Poo!
Muluo was hit by these airflows and was shocked like thunder. The blood in his body spewed out of his mouth, and his eyes still looked at the figure with an incredible look, as if he wanted to find a familiar shadow from him.
"Hand in hand to keep him!" Seeing this, the demon master knew that the strength of the figure was by no means an ordinary master. He immediately shrilled and pushed his hands forward. The milky white light spread all over the earth and turned into a scepter. He held it in his hand, and there was a feeling of holiness in his hand.
This is one of the demons created by the demon clan for the eight demon kings, the holy light scepter.
Zhi Wuji also shouted. His wide robe was suddenly filled with muscles. The originally thin and short old man turned into an iron tower-like giant. The fist wind can cause space to tear. Any breath is like a sword spirit, and the physical strength alone is enough to be comparable to the strength of the demon king.
The demon master held the holy light scepter in his hand, and there was a faint momentum to grasp the wind and thunder. The clouds and rain directly surrounded the figure, like a big hand pinched the throat of the figure fiercely. Then Zhi Wuji shouted and punched it through the void. The powerful fist made the ground produce countless cracks, and even turned into powder, and The rain formed a spiral of momentum and stabbed the figure.
However, the hazy and blurred figure only raised his arm and waved his hand seemingly lightly, but there were countless spaces that suddenly burst and turned into faults, as if the broken mirror was full of cracks, and blocked all the attacks of the two demon masters. Immediately, the cracks squirmed fiercely, which could destroy the sky. The riot power of destroying the earth was swallowed into the space mezzanine, and then the cracks in the space slowly healed. The attack of Zhi Wuji and the demon master was like a stone sinking into the sea without any waves, not even a wave.
This time, they can't help but not be frightened.
"Who are you?" The demon master held the shining holy light scepter in his hand, and the white mask showed a holy color. Although his tone was sharp, it softened slightly. "Your Excellency, it is a little reckless to eavesdrop on the conversation of the three of us. The content of our consultation is of great importance. It's better for you to show up and see it, so that we can have a bottom in our hearts.
After saying that, the demon master stared at the figure, but the other party obviously had no intention to speak. Instead, he opened his hands and moved all over the sky again. He was involved in the man's sleeve, and then turned into thunder, and a purple thunder sword suddenly appeared in the cloud.
The figure holds the long sword, and the illusory figure seems to be thousands of miles away from here, but the power of this sword is not what space can block and cut off.
"Your Excellency, slow down!"
Mu Luo recovered from his injury. Seeing a purple light that covered the sky and the sun, he hurriedly opened his mouth and pleaded for mercy. A scarlet light rose in his palm. He wanted to compete with the purple thunder sword split by the other party for a moment. Unexpectedly, the power of the purple thunder sword was too amazing. Mu Luo stepped forward, and the red light in his hand collided with the purple light. As a result, the opponent's offensive was still slow, but he had been repelled several steps, and his arms were unable to hang on his side. Unexpectedly, he was smashed by a blow to the bone.
However, the target of the light was not him, but the demon master and Zhi Wuji on the other side. The two people noticed that the man did not have any mercy. In a short time, they looked at each other and saw the determination and fierceness in the other party's eyes. They couldn't help carrying up the demon power in the body, and the boiling power was plated on their bodies. Layers of inexplicable brilliance, especially the demon master. The holy light made the holy light scepter in his hand feel, blooming with some strange brilliance. A pair of white wings appeared on both sides of the scepter, which seemed to symbolize something.
Zhi Wuji also shouted deeply, and his muscles were bulging all over his body, and his eyes flashed fiercely. As the demon master's scepter shot a light around white lightning, he also rushed to the purple thunder sword in front of him with a trembling pace that made the heaven and earth tremble!
Roar!
A roar like a beast sounded from the mouth of Zhi Wuji. He and the demon master used his unique skills together. Even Muluo did not dare to easily compete with this power. When Muluo was a little calm and thought that the purple thunder sword was about to be scattered, an extremely indifferent murmur rose from the light, emitted, and crossed the space. The barrier shatters the barrier of time.
"The wind is going east!"
Wow!
As soon as the heavy rain stopped, the clouds rolled, and the wind all over the sky blew from nowhere. The seemingly gentle but extremely violent wind blew in the ears of the three people. In an instant, they seemed to see the long sword mixed in the wind, the sharp and unrestrained sword light.
Poo-huh! Poo! Poo!
The harsh sound of the three sharp weapons breaking the body resounded around, and the blood luxuriously dyed the ground red and flowed out along the rain. Muluo covered his right chest, and blood kept coming out of his fingers. His face was pale like a layer of flour. The demon master next to him was half kneeling on the ground. The mask was broken, and then there were cracks all over the white surface. Slowly, the blood stained white, turning into a strange color intertwined with black and red.
As for Zhi Wuji, he has fallen into a pool of blood and gradually has no sound. Under the huge and violent wind, a generation of wise men of the monster and beasts were penetrated through their heads by sword gas and smashed the demon yuan. At this time, even the beast god and the demon emperor could not save him.
With one blow, one of the three demon masters was killed and two injured, and the figure who came to kill across the space gradually lost its strength and dissipated in the void, and the last vitality returned to the body.
Mu Luo stared at the direction in which the figure disappeared, and a blood stain flowed from the corners of his mouth. Although the wound pierced through his right chest was not serious, it also affected his strength. In a short time, I'm afraid he can't have a fierce relationship with others anymore.
As for the damage suffered by the demon master, he was not as deep as Mu Luo. Maybe his strength was not as good as that of Mu Luo and Zhi Wuji, but he saved his life.
"This man is so terrible. He can kill one of us with just a virtual shadow that appears in the distance. I'm afraid his strength is not far apart even if he doesn't have the peak of the demon king."
The demon master covered the broken mask with an embarrassed face, but his tone was full of fear and lingering fear. The whole body trembled with fear.
Although Muluo is not like this, his face is still not good-looking. In this confrontation, the other party did not even appear, so he severely damaged the three demon kings on one side of them, and killed Zhi Wuji, the wise man of the monster. If it was transmitted back to the monster, I'm afraid it would cause a big disturbance. Thinking of this, Muluo couldn't help frowning his eyebrows with a headache. Before the clan's big plan was carried out, he had lost a demon king. Although the other party had not revealed his true body, Mu Luo had probably guessed who had such strength in his heart.
"Do you really have to go to the opposite side because of the race dispute? You have your position."
Mu Luo sighed, covered the wound and stopped the bleeding with demonic force. At the same time, he looked at Zhi Wuji with regret and felt that his death was really a little wronged, but he did not know that Lin Fan's face was blue in the isolated city, and the room was in a mess, and blood flowed out along his palms and mouth. Obviously, he was also very heavy. The trauma. However, he fought against the three demon kings through the distant void and killed one of them. It was extremely rare to get such a terrible record with only a little minor injury.
But what really made Lin Fan angry was that the monsters and demons were secretly connected, and they still wanted to join hands to enter the human world!
Judging from their dialogue, it is not difficult to imagine what the amazing number of monsters just now is for. Lin Fan can also expect how much damage and disaster such a force will cause when it enters the human world.
"It seems that we still need to solve this hidden danger." He rubbed the corners of his eyes with a headache. Lin Fan half squinted his eyes, and his tone became more and more gloomy.