Chapter 208 Constantly Killing

Chapter 208 Non-stop fighting

"Haha... Boy, how dare you offend my dignity many times, you can die for me, infinite magic flame, drowning the heavens, boy, I'll send you on the road." The evil said ferociously.

In addition to the color of resentment, his face is still the color of resentment. He has already hated the broken sky to the bone. A strong man of the eighth-level level was actually played around by the strong man of the seventh-level. No matter who spreads such a thing, in addition to anger, he will still be angry.

The overwhelming magic flame has completely turned into an ocean, surging and can melt everything. The sand and stone and broken wooden mountain walls here are all corroded and melted under its action.

In this magic flame, countless magic gases rolled in, and a series of magic forces kept splitting at him. A wisp of magic gas and magic flames have turned into countless magic blades, brush! Brush! Brush! He leaped over and was defenseless. Finally, he hit his body, but he could only hear the crackling sound of metal.

There is nothing wrong with his body, but this time it is different. Although there is no harm in the body of the broken sky, after those magic blades split on the body of the sky, they have turned into wisps of magic gas and penetrated into the body of the sky.

At this moment, the hard cone turned into purple gold and the magic axe collided in the air, and suddenly exploded. A heat wave suddenly dispersed, and the earth cracked again, which was powerful.

In the sea of magic flame, his fists kept beating the flying demon Yecha, and the cold laughter was everywhere, which was creepy.

However, it is in this environment that the broken sky scattered the flying demons and night forks one by one, and the thick fists of Maofa, against the purple and golden light, it is a pair of divine fists, breaking all the heavens.

"Roar..." Duan Tian roared, his hair stood upside down, and his cold fangs showed horrible emotions. Around Duan Tian's body, there was a layer similar to a boundary, but he saw that Duan Tian's claws kept waving, and the layer of boundary-like things turned into countless knives.

Under the roar of the broken sky, those knives shot out in all directions, and the demon heads and night forks transformed by the magic flame were scattered countless times under this blow.

Then, without saying anything, the two spikes on his elbows shone with the faint light of hell. If he wanted to pierce everything, his elbows kept waving, and his whole body was also pushing forward and going directly towards the evil spirits.

At this time, if someone sees it, they will find that the broken sky at this time is like a meat grinder, mechanically repeating a motion tirelessly, that is, to keep stabbing into the void.

A demon disappeared, and a night fork died, all of which died in the hands of the broken sky.

The sky was crazy, breaking through layers of blockades. From afar, he was like a small boat, driving against the water and constantly approaching the evil spirits.

"Ah, what? Damn, it's so disgusting that he dares to come to me and doesn't pay attention to me. The demon roared. In the eyes of outsiders, the demon at this time was like a mad dog, roaring there.

His eyes shot out two rays of blue oil, fell on the abdomen of the broken sky, and then saw a string of blood flowers flying, and the broken sky also flew backwards out.

"I asked you to despise me. Humph, now you know how powerful I am." The demon roared again.

The broken body was actually broken under two blue oily rays. What kind of concept is this? The eighth-level strong man can't hurt his body, and these two faint lights can actually penetrate his body.

What is the situation? What is the brilliance of this blue oil? When the devil saw that this move could hurt the sky, his eyes were full of light, and two beams of blue oil shined out again.

This is the glory from hell, with the power of corrosion, piercing the chaos and coming to the broken sky again, and two blood holes appear here.

"Roar..." Duan Tian screamed again. After the transformation, he was already beastly. Regardless of the injury on his body, he kept teleporting, constantly dodging, and rushed forward again.

And the demon also controls his time and space, capturing the trajectory of the broken sky, and then giving the broken sky a blow to his death.

However, ideas are always good, but they are always dwarfed when realized, which has to prove that sentence: "ideas are beautiful, but reality is always cruel."

Finally, Duan Tian broke through many blockades, and blood kept flowing. Duan Tian ignored it at all. He roared out of his mouth and vented his anger and hatred.

He waved his fist desperately and fought tirelessly. Relying on the strength of his body, every punch went out, the purple-gold light was great, and countless winds flew with great momentum, but he could not hit the evil spirits.

After playing for a while, he was helpless. He couldn't help this strong man who mastered time and space. His opponent always used the rules of time to delay his attack at critical times, and then he escaped smoothly. Every time it was always a little worse, which made Duan Tian very angry.

In this case, Duan Tian did not entangle too much. Since he escaped from his sea of magic flames, he turned back and rushed directly to others. He was like a beast without intelligence. He only knew how to kill. A demon clan directly met Duan Tian and roared at the same time, "You beast, let's see how I treat it. You."

This man, wrapped in a black robe, looked a little thin. His name was "Qikai". Before, he had insulted Duan Tian and recognized this person. After folding himself, it was like he rushed to him.

The sharp claws cut through the air, crackling, and there is no hesitation. He is a strong man with seven levels, the same level as the broken sky. Naturally, he is not afraid of breaking the sky.

The black robe is windless and automatic, and layers of sand waves are rolled up behind him. The earth is cracking and drawing a huge opening. On his chest, something similar to a crystal ball appears. It is purple and black, beating sparks, and lightning also flies around it. Such a scene is as if it is going to be destroyed.

However, without saying anything, the claws turned into countless phantoms. The places he lived were full of claws, and then he opened seven times and pressed them away.

"Hmm, the magic sphere, the magic dragon is against the sky." As soon as the sound fell, a dragon-like creature flew out of the purple-black crystal ball.

As soon as this object appeared, there was a black corrosive rain in the sky, and the wind kept sweeping. The black dragon-shaped creature let out a dragon roar, and then spit out a magic flame, and the sharp claw phantom space of the sky was broken.

The broken sky was unmoved, and a teleportation suddenly appeared on the back of the black dragon, and then stretched out his hands, his sharp nails shot out a cold light, and directly grabbed the dragon's back.

However, this claw did not hurt the black dragon, but made a sonorous metal sound, and a string of sparks appeared. The black dragon moaned again, rolling in the air, constantly shaking its body, and wanting to break away the broken sky.

On the other side, Qikai kept chanting spells. Inside the purple crystal ball, a stream of energy kept coming out of the black dragon's body, keeping it vigorous fighting power.

It turned its head and sprayed at the broken sky again. A black magic flame spit out and dodged the broken sky. The magic flame hit the ground and a huge pit appeared. Countless corrosive forces swam through the huge pit. It can be seen that if the broken sky is hit by such energy, even if the body is strong, it will at least be hurt, what's more Moreover, the black dragon, who doesn't know where to summon, has unmatched energy under the blessing of the ameth-black crystal ball.

The dragon flew around in the sky and hugged its body. He stabbed the dragon's body desperately with his elbows. This thorn really pierced its body, and the painful dragon kept chanting in pain.

In the distance, Qikai saw this and said angrily, "Damn it!"

The broken genius doesn't care about so much. Since this move is powerful, he stabbed crazily. Countless holes appeared on the dragon's back, and a mass of black blood flowed out and spilled down. The black blood drops in the sky became more fierce, and the dragon became more painful.

It flew over the peaks and collapsed countless peaks. It kept swallowing black airflows in its mouth. One peak after another was corroded, turned into a black viscous body, and slipped down.

Duan Tian held the dragon's body. With the help of the wind, he successfully climbed to the dragon's head, grabbed its head, and then raised his elbows. Two but sharp spikes pierced the dragon's head fiercely.

Puff.

Black blood splashed, sprinkled a large area, and the place where the blood flowed, all exuded a smell of rotten smell, and the black dragon also fell down with a sigh, crushing countless peaks and mounds, stirring thousands of feet of smoke and dust. In the distance, the purple-black crystal ball in front of the seven open bodies burst into nothing Counting fragments fell to the ground.

"No..." Qikai roared sadly, and his heart was extremely unwilling and full of anger.

His eyes were blood-red, and he didn't care so much. He teleported directly to the front of the broken sky, clenched his fists, and then punched directly to the broken sky's chest.

At this time, the broken sky was a little exhausted. He lay on the dragon's head and gasped, but without waiting for him to rest, a pair of fists came towards his chest. He hurriedly protected his chest, but in a hurry, there was always mistakes, and his seven open fists hit the chest of the broken sky.

Boom.

The broken sky was blown away, directly smashing through a small mountain behind him, and the whole person was submerged in the pile of rocks. At this time, all the other demons came forward, and countless energy light masses hit the broken sky.

These people really understand the true meaning of "taking advantage of your illness to kill you". They are not soft, and they all go all out. All kinds of power fly and keep bombarding to the sky.

Suddenly, the stone pile turned into powder, and a huge pit appeared in that place, lying in the center of the huge pit. He kept gasping for breath. Although he was very tired, he seemed to instinctively jump up again and fought with the demon again.

Do not flinch, do not give up, and fight to the end. At this time, the sky fell into a crazy state. His combat power comes from the wisp of obsession in his heart. In order to save the "Yier" in his heart, he can't die, he can only fight.