Chapter 343 Assassination

Jin Yang stared at all this in front of him. The flowing words of the black demon saint are all transformed by the cultivation of this demon saint. An extreme demon saint, no cultivation is extremely horrible. Jin Yang silently dodged the words of these demon saints flowing in the air, and every demon saint's words shone on a person. Physically, you must be able to directly kill a big Luo Jinxian, but everyone will not get it. You will only think that someone is whey.

The endless magic atmosphere is not without an environment. Looking at it from a distance, it is not possible to see the half of the body left after half of the death. Jin Yang looked at these without blinking his eyes, and even a piece of magic saint's hair flew out. Jin Yang looked at these and took a deep breath on the table. The horror here It's really horrible. An extreme demon saint kept breathing in the world under his feet. The confused dark spirit was not as confused as the detailed one in the space. With the breath of the demon saint, it kept coming out of his mouth.

Jin Yang's body was a little nervous. He looked up at the sky. The semi-saint bodies accumulated and turned into a mine guy. He looked the highest in the city. "Is it for such a little mine?"

Jinyang looked at this huge demon saint in the sky. He was ten thousand feet tall, and the owner behind him was suspicious. A huge thunder horn above his head emitted a few thunder and lightning. His eyes were tightly closed. Jin Yang stood for a while and felt this extreme demon saint. His breathing was very smooth and he hadn't thought about it for a long time.

A big idea came to Jin Yang's mind, who had been examining it. This can be said to be a formed demon saint, which seemed to be defenseless. Looking at the body below, Jin Yang's expression changed again. With the confused magic spirit and his indistinence, he did not notice the demon at the first time. Saint's waist-length body has not really grown out, but it keeps emitting black air, looking like a huge body flying in the air.

"Try it whether you have a chance or not." Jinyang Mulou's fierce light, and the moment of the underworld in his hand slowly pulled out.

"Do you want to kill this demon saint?"

Standing among Jinyang Yuanshen, Jingchu could see Jinyang's movements and screamed, and his eyes were full of disbelief. In her concept, Sheng is an invincible existence, a truly invincible existence, and there is nothing that she wants to do now, which directly shocks her the most. The moment of the underworld in Jin Yang's hand is the legendary weapon of the underworld in charge of death. Now does Jinyang want to harvest the life of the demon saint and kill him?

A huge question appeared in Jinyang's heart. The moment of the underworld in his hand seemed to know that this was a huge task and an unprecedented height. I really don't know if anyone in the world can complete it. Even if it is the resurrection of the underworld, it is estimated that it is a huge question.

"I don't know if the guy who has lost his god can die enough?" This question flashed in Jinyang's heart. A pair of eyes stared at the body of this huge demon saint and grew up completely. The twelve huge demon god wings behind him had grown to the limit. The golden strips of his head with dark red light kept rotating, covering his head. What are these red lines? Jinyang muttered to himself and looked at the top of this guy's head. Your red light kept spinning, like a lattice net on his face. Jinyang's expression immediately changed. He saw the fundamental red light keep coming in and out of his head. "It seems to be a little rule. The power? Or what?" Jinyang is more than 3,000 meters away from this strange body, and the body floating in the air involuntarily approaches a little. What is this? Jinyang's heart beats, is it?

Jin Yang's body has been feeling this power step by step recently, and Jin Yang can't help feeling as if he had felt it on the body of the Fourth Demon Saint.

"Is this?" Jin Yang got closer and closer, feeling the huge breathing sound. No, there was also a magic holy word flying by him, and almost had a banker on him. It turned out that the Yuanshen stood behind him and finally saw where his red light came from. Jinyang's eyes burst. This huge magic wheel was still on the body, and the red light emitted from it couldn't wait to drill his well. The body.

"Jin Yang said secretly in his heart that this is his foundation. If he can get through it, hey, wouldn't he immediately have a foundation of a demon saint? Jin Yang's heart thinks so, but it's just this imagination. He knows the horror of the wheel of the demon saint. This The wheel of the magic saint does not have the gaze of the fourth demon saint, and there is no heavy feeling at all. It is tightly a magical wheel of the magic saint, but the power revealed in it, who dares to ignore it, is completely the power of a demon saint,

I want to destroy his magic saint's wheel. Hey hey, Jin Yang thought to himself, staring at this constant change, not slipping out of the magic saint's words, Jin Yang's heart is more whimsical. Jinyang, what are you going to do? When Jing first looked at the ghost in Jinyang's hand, he kept the white dragon. Even if he was a fool, he knew that Jinyang was not good. Standing behind this big giant demon god, Jin Yang all felt the red light reflected on his face and entered the body of the huge demon god little by little. He must be transforming the yuan god. In response to this magic saint's wheel, the fourth demon saint admitted that he could not directly control it, not to mention that he did not know how long it would take to come into contact with this demon saint's wheel.

"I'm going to break this guy's foundation now. Now is a very good time, as long as the wheel of the devil's wheel is destroyed, or," Jin Yang was silent for a moment and then said, "Or by the wheel of devil's holy, I will definitely be able to escape." Jinyang looked at the quiet beginning with a greatly changed look. He immediately needed to be delicious. The words in his mouth were a little helpless, but his self-confidence was unparalleled. "You should know that the current world of light is the heirloom power of thirty saints, and he must be able to carry the big attack of this guy who has just or is about to become a demon saint." The seizure and the heart of China hypnotized himself very much. Looking at him, he had put Jingchu in his body. The world of holy light was like a fist-sized masterpiece, constantly spinning in his hand. Among them, the vast mana was no less than that of a peak Daluo Jinxian, and its combat effectiveness was stronger than that of Daluo Jinxian. Being able to isolate all breath is the strong backing of Jinyang.

Wow.

Under the pressure of this powerful demon saint's body, Jin Yang stood one kilometer behind him, and the magic gas flowing around him was like a venomous snake, but he did not read Jin Yang's interest at all. When Jinyang came in, he had long isolated his breath and put himself in an empty tone. If he was careless, he would wake up this demon saint, a demon saint who had not yet grown up.

hoo,

Jin Yang took a deep breath, and at the moment when the underworld was upside down in his hand, his eyes kept sliding through the thick magic gas, constantly observing the body of the demon saint, and the twelve flesh wings behind him suddenly shook, which had always been observing the unmoving Jinyang's heart. It almost exploded. What's going on? Wake up? Jinyang opened his eyes wide and breathed. After a while, the magic saint who shook his wings slowly calmed down, and the magic saint wheel that held at that moment began to materialize.

At the same time as the illusory changing wheel of the magic saint, a power of heaven and earth rushed into the yuan god of Jinyang, and there is a feeling of heaven and earth collapsing. The world is under the fist of the demon saint, and it will be dismantled by him in a blink of an eye.

Jin Yang stood behind him, looking dull, and there was a pause in his eyes. This is our world now.

A faint voice, like coming from Jinyang's mind, Jinyang's expression began to change, and once again looked up at the magic saint in front of him, who had been standing behind him. This time, he saw something different. He watched it fixedly, and the red light that flowed stopped, and the magic saint The wheel, like a bloody scorching sun, is constantly breathing. All the magic spirits in this empty world, all the magic holy words are entering, and the faint red light changes the world. Jin Yang's heart has an extreme god, which is about to be born.

Huh? What's the matter?"

Jin Yang's heart is not good, and the moment of the underworld in his hand is dripping sweat. This demon saint is really about to wake up. The slowly shakes the wings, the wheel of the demon saint like the hot sun begins to install, and the body of the abbot below begins to grow the part.

"No, you have to do it. You have to do it now."

Jin Yang gritted his teeth and kept Kong Ming's body all the time. The sound of the explosion remembered in his mind, and a huge thunderbolt was recorded in her body.

The sound of booming, the unity of people and swords, and explosion in the air.

Jinyang's people suddenly disappeared into the air, and their bodies were huge rocs, holding sharp weapons and appearing on the head of the demon saint.

"It's now!" Jinyang's heart roared, and at the moment of the sharpness of the underworld, sparks splashed everywhere. The sound of the body being broken sounded, and Jinyang completely stayed there.