Douluo's ancestor roams

Chapter 792 The Fifth Magic Crystal

"Wan Jian, return to Yuan!"

Condensing the flames, Xian Ling'er is also condensed with thousands of black and white, but mixed with fiery red sword energy. Once she makes a move, she is at the level of the heavenly class. It seems that Xian Ling'er wants to deal with this demon saint even more .

This time, he still relied on the long sword body to condense the sword energy, and the attack was also upgraded to a higher level. Its power was not inferior to the mid-level fighting skills of the sky rank.

"How is it possible, Heaven Rank!!"

The Nightmare Saint looked at it, and he was also very surprised. It's not that he doesn't have sky-level fighting skills, but he has never seen anyone use such advanced ones, except for the Master, the Great Demon Saint, and the Second Demon Saint.

"Heaven-level fighting skills, the disintegration of all demons!"

The shock is the shock, the soul body that has been shaved for thousands of years, if it is severely injured again, its strength in the future can only fall to the level of Dou Zun, or even Dou Zong.

If there is an entity, damn it...

Nightmare Saint was a little annoyed, and his killing intent towards Xian Ling'er had increased a lot, but seeing the weapon in Xian Ling'er's hand, he was discouraged again.

If you want to kill Xian Ling'er, you must destroy the artifact in Xian Ling'er's hand. You must know that an artifact recognizes its owner more loyally than a monster recognizes its owner.

Thousands of black mist directly confronted this fairy's ten thousand swords. .

In an instant, the palace began to tremble slightly, as if the fight between the two could not be restrained.

In this competition, there is no distinction between top and bottom. It can be seen that the gap between strength and strength, the realm of sage and venerable, is also insurmountable, even though the soul of this devil sage only has the strength of a semi-sage.

"It seems that we must use that trick!"

Xian Ling'er had no choice but to recall the sword move, Wan Dao's sword energy suddenly dissipated.

Faced with such a situation, the Demon Sage was not the slightest bit happy, but trembled deep in his soul.

"What's going on? What's going on? Why am I afraid, what is this??"

Seeing Xian Ling'er standing aloofly, a transcendent force began to gather momentum.

"Shocking, a sword!"

That's right, what Xian Ling'er is using at this moment is a sword move that is particularly deeply remembered.

I remember vaguely, this day's sword moves, 72 moves, and the last few moves, it can be said that the world is shocked, and ghosts and gods cry! !
"Do not!!!"

Seeing such a simple move that surpassed the heavenly rank fighting skills, Nightmare Shouted.

In the end, the sharp sword energy of this move was like a light of purification, completely purifying it from the world.

"Ding Dong!" Finally, at that moment, a black, crystal-clear magic crystal fell from Nightmare Saint's body.

Looking at this piece of magic crystal, there is actually a crack.

With Xian Ling'er's move, all of her battle energy was drained, and then a kind of agile energy emerged from her body.

"This is!!" Moisturized by this gas that surpassed fighting spirit, Xian Ling'er was also shocked.

"Seven-star Douzong, eight-star Douzong, nine-star Douzong, peak,..., half-step Douzong!!"

Suddenly, his strength skyrocketed uncontrollably, without the slightest vainness.

"What kind of power is this? Could it be an imperial weapon?" Xian Ling'er was also at a loss, and finally, looking at the long sword in her hand, she thought to herself.

The improvement of strength is naturally good, but the inexplicable improvement makes people feel that it is a little unreal.

In the end, Xian Ling'er picked up the magic crystal, which shocked the strength of the sword, destroying a saint with one sword, and unexpectedly improved.

I don't know if there will be such an improvement next time, but there are very few opportunities for Xian Ling'er to do her best.

Fingers across the sword mark...

"Devil Emperor, your purpose is indeed obvious, but in order to become Emperor Dou and stand at the pinnacle of this world, if you tell me the way to become Emperor, I will naturally not blame you..."

Xian Ling'er held the magic crystal, and in the end, received the ring, and said firmly.

Becoming Emperor Dou has a close relationship with restoring his memory. One move of the sword is already so powerful. So, where is my origin?How exactly?
The battle ended, and Xian Ling'er released Wang Susha and the others.

"Xian'er, are you okay, what about that thing?"

"Of course it was wiped out!"

"..."

As soon as Wang Susha came out, she looked at Xian Ling'er worriedly, she was safe and sound, but Zi Yan also said the result.

Xian Ling'er nodded, then walked to Zi Yan's side, patted her on the head lightly, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, what Zi Yan said is right, he has already been beheaded by me..."

Smiling and looking at Wang Susha, such a refined girl who cares about him is worthy of love, but, it feels like parting in the future, a little unhappy and sad.

However, the complexion still can only force myself to smile.

"It's fine!" Wang Susha, Yu'erhong and the others also nodded. You must know that Xian Ling'er is alone, and they are all tied together.

Xian Ling'er smiled wryly, and then released the one-horned demon dragon, as well as people from Li, Zhao and Luo's families.

"Roar!" "Li Gou, take your life!" "..."

I saw that the scene was a bit chaotic.

"This Nightmare Saint has some tricks. If it is a real Fighting Saint, I am afraid it will be tricky!"

Xian Ling'er looked at these people who were still in chaos, and couldn't help but praise Nightmare Saint.

As soon as the consciousness moved, the fifth magic crystal that left a sword mark appeared in Xian Ling'er's hands. These magic crystals are not just a key, but also a collection container for various evil spirits.

I saw Xian Ling'er urging the magic crystal, the magic crystal is now an ownerless thing, and it turned naturally, taking away the violent spirit of the dragon and several people.

"Hey, what happened to us? What about the monster?"

Seeing such a shattered scene, looking at Xian Ling'er and counting girls beside Xian Ling'er, the guys were stunned. You know, that thing is something that the Unicorn Demon Flood Dragon Shop is afraid of.

"Really alive, okay, it's just..." The one-horned demon dragon was a little happy, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe, but after seeing Xian Ling'er, especially the black wolf, his face turned dark.Originally, he was also black. .

In the end, it could only become Xian Ling'er's mount. Alas, can it resist? No, Xian Ling'er even killed such a terrifying monster. He is a small seventh-level flood dragon, and he can't bear it.

"Well, the one-horned dragon, remember our agreement. From now on, when I go out, you will carry me on your back, hehe,"

Xian Ling'er looked at the one-horned demon dragon, and joked with a smile, this demon dragon, but a master who is used to freedom, should not be used to serving others.

Of course, what Xian Ling'er needs is not a mount, but a "divine beast" that can frighten Zhongzhou's strength.

The One-horned Demonic Flood Dragon fits this image exactly. You must know that the One-horned Demonic Flood Dragon still has the blood of the Dragon Clan in its body. .

"Understood! Aww~"

The one-horned demon dragon had no choice but to imitate the cry of the black wolf in the end.

Next, there is another task. This one-horned demon dragon who has lived for several years naturally knows all the treasures here...

(End of this chapter)