Battle God In Martial Meritocrats Continent

In the sky, as like as two peas of a hundred winds and a wind, the next moment, he was drilled into the head of the ancient devil who was possessed by the devil. He looked down at Lu Zhengfeng, who was very much like a mole ant and had a very troubled face. He laughed. "Lu Zhengfeng, you remember the devil's coming down, it seems that you have not forgotten the death of Nangong. Jie Jie... Your death will be exactly the same as Nangong!"

"Lu Zhengfeng, there are mole ants under the demon king! Now, you die for me!"

With the strange sound of the hundred mile Yin wind falling, the nine foot tall giant Demon King opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of magic gas towards the landing Zhengfeng. The magic gas was submerged towards Lu Zhengfeng like a flood. Lu Zhengfeng was cold in his heart and decisively urged Yun Guangjing.

The golden light in the sky collided with the black magic gas. The magic gas could corrode the golden light, but he insisted on more than ten breaths. The Yun light mirror in Lu Zhengfeng's hand came out, and the magic gas directly impacted Lu Zhengfeng's body like a raging wave.

In the sky, every trace of magic gas carrying white lightning has the power of thousands of kilograms. When countless magic gases are added together, the power can only be described by terror. Lu Zhengfeng's gold inlaid jade armor is gradually broken, and fear is filled with Lu Zhengfeng's heart.

Lu Zhengfeng was extremely helpless and even helpless. At this moment, he finally realized how strong Nangong Dingtian had borne and faced! The devil king's martial arts of hundred miles of Yin wind can be called the supreme magic skill!

Lu Zhengfeng's heart is very clear that what the hundred mile Yin wind said is all the truth. Under the martial arts of the demon king, let alone Zhenyuan master, even the master of transcendental realm does not have much resistance. You know, he is a top-grade defensive ground soldier and has a semi artifact Yunguang mirror in his hand. His realm is only Zhenyuan perfect, but his actual combat strength is equivalent to the master of transcendental realm.

"Baili old devil, I have guarded the wilderness for more than a thousand years. I will never let you endanger the wilderness. Even if I die, I will pull you on my back!"

The situation is critical. Lu Zhengfeng has made a decision. A thousand years ago, Nangong Dingtian was swallowed up by the evil gas and his bones are gone. Today, he is doomed to be spared. Instead of becoming a sacrifice of the hundred mile Yin wind, he might as well die with the hundred mile Yin wind to end the crisis!

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Zhengfeng in the boundless magic gas raised his hand and recalled the Yunguang mirror. The beam attack of the Yunguang mirror opened up a golden light channel in the boundless magic gas, which directly pointed to the head of the ancient demon king.

At the same time, Lu Zhengfeng's body has turned into a streamer and rushed into the ancient demon king's head along the golden light channel. Qi Zhuohao and others and Nangong in the sky have changed their faces. They have understood Lu Zhengfeng's intention.

However, Qi Zhuohao, Nangong Wushang and others can't stop Lu Zhengfeng. They can't stop Lu Zhengfeng. Lu Zhengfeng has no other choice. When the gold inlaid jade armor is broken, Lu Zhengfeng is lucky to open up a golden light channel in the boundless magic Qi with a light mirror, close to the hundred mile Yin wind. They can only hope that Lu Zhengfeng's sacrifice can bring peace to the wilderness.

The startling noise spread from the sky. Lu Zhengfeng's body, Yunguang mirror and other treasures exploded at the same time. The ancient demon king's head burst directly, and a bloody figure flew out of it.

Time seemed to be frozen. Not only the six Qi Zhuohao on the ground and Nangong in the sky were unharmed, but Nangong Bojie and Duan Yiba in the distance all looked here.

Lu Zhengfeng was forced to explode. Looking at the injury of Baili Yinfeng, although it was very serious, it didn't die. All the experts of the great wilderness were deeply worried. The great wilderness is really going to be over. None of them can leave here alive!

"Ha ha! The old man Lu Zhengfeng is dead. Next, you mole ants will go with him!" Duan Yiba laughed loudly. Then, he and the mask master launched another stormy attack on Nangong Bojie and others.

On the ground of the barren Valley, Qi Zhuohao stood on the spot with a heavy face. Lu Zhengfeng died of self explosion, but Lu Zhengfeng's self explosion did not kill the hundred mile Yin wind and did not lift the crisis of the great wilderness. The bloody battle in the air of the barren valley still continued.

At this moment, Qi Zhuohao's heart is also completely cool. The Zhenyuan perfect master as strong as Lu Zhengfeng and the self explosion of semi artifact can't kill the hundred mile Yin wind. Now, what else can they do to kill the hundred mile Yin wind?

Qi Zhuohao knew that the hundred mile Yin wind had suffered heavy damage, but the hundred mile Yin wind still had strong combat effectiveness, because the hundred mile Yin wind was an evil devil, and Nangong Wushang was obviously not the opponent of the hundred mile Yin wind. What should we do?

The boundless evil spirit dissipated, and the sky returned to calm. A pair of Zhenyuan wings on the hundred mile Yin wind flapped for several times. His body suspended in the air and looked at his embarrassment. His face was shocked and angry.

"Damn it, you Lu Zhengfeng almost destroyed my body. Fortunately, I also have top-grade defensive ground soldiers to protect my body. Your self explosion can only hit me hard, far from killing me!"

The hundred mile Yin wind then said to himself, "Lu Zhengfeng, it's great that you can hit me hard. Go at ease! Don't worry, all the creatures in the wilderness will come down to accompany you. You and Nangong are destined not to be lonely!"

Previously, Lu Zhengfeng once again used the Yun light mirror to rush into the body of the ancient demon king. The process was almost completed in an instant. The hundred mile Yin wind only had time to sacrifice the body of the defensive ground soldiers and could not make other reactions.

Otherwise, how could he bear the self explosion of Lu Zhengfeng's semi artifact with a hundred Li Yin wind? It can also be seen that the strength of the hundred mile Yin wind is strong. The ancient demon king has blocked most of Lu Zhengfeng's self explosion!

"Nangong is not hurt. Lu Zhengfeng no longer exists. Now it's your turn. Although I'm seriously injured, it's easy for me to kill you. Just die obediently and don't struggle!"

In the sky, the hundred mile Yin wind fixed his sight on Nangong Wushang. At this time, Nangong Wushang looked scared. Lu Zhengfeng, the first expert of the wilderness, sacrificed himself and couldn't kill the hundred mile Yin wind. He was destined to die under the hundred mile Yin wind.

"Hundred miles old devil, fight if you want to fight. Where do you get so much nonsense? I don't believe you can show the demon king again when you are seriously injured?" Nangong was unhurt and forced to calm down. Now he can only fight to death. As for the outcome, he has no intention to think about it!

Nangong Wushang didn't plan to escape, because he knew that no one could escape in front of the hundred mile Yin wind!

"Jie Jie, Nangong is not hurt. You can be calm, good, good!" Laughing for several times, the hundred mile Yin wind disdained and then said, "Nangong is not hurt. Although I can't use the demon king to come to the world, it's really easy for me to kill you!"

Before the words fell, the hundred mile Yin wind had raised his palm and shot dozens of palms in the direction of Nangong no injury. The magic Qi shrouded Nangong no injury like meteorites. Dozens of magic Qi explosions were enough to clean up Nangong no injury.

Seeing this, Nangong was unharmed and his face sank. Lu Zhengfeng could block two magic gas explosions before. That's because Lu Zhengfeng's realm is high, his strength is strong, and he has the protection of top-grade defensive ground soldiers. If it was him, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Moreover, at the moment, Baili Yin Feng has used dozens of magic gas explosions to deal with him. Nangong Wushang is very clear that even if he uses his most powerful defense means, he will never feel better, and what he is worried about is the next round of attack of Baili Yin Feng! Thinking of this, Nangong Wushang couldn't help sighing sadly in his heart, the great famine is in danger!

"Baili old devil, you want to kill me. How can it be so easy?" He forcibly pressed down the uneasiness in his heart, and Nangong Wushang gave a loud drink. The majestic Zhenyuan force coagulated wildly around him, and soon formed a purple gold armor. At the same time, Nangong Wushang's body also became purple gold. Qi Zhuohao could feel that Nangong is harmless at the moment, and his physical defense is extremely strong.

The defense means that Nangong Wushang exerts is the body refining skill of Nangong aristocratic family, Ziqiong golden body. The exertion of Ziqiong golden body can not only condense purple gold armor, but also make its skin and flesh as hard as purple gold. Double defense is very powerful!

Of course, with such a strong defense as Nangong Wushang, can you stop dozens of magic gas explosions in the hundred mile Yin wind? Qi Zhuohao didn't dare to guess this. Of course, in his heart, he didn't want Nangong to die without injury. The hundred mile Yin wind hasn't been eliminated, and the experts of the great wilderness can't die anymore. Otherwise, the great wilderness will be really over, and he has no power to fight back under the blood washing of the hundred mile Yin wind!

Qi Zhuohao felt extremely remorse for Lu Zhengfeng's death. It can be said that Lu Zhengfeng was killed by him. If he hadn't been greedy enough to take away Chi min sword and magic qianyun sword, the disaster of today's famine would not have happened.

Up to now, Qi Zhuohao's regret and remorse in his heart are useless. He must find a way to kill the hundred mile Yin wind, avenge Lu Zhengfeng and master forgetting Kong, and return the wilderness to eternal peace!

Qi Zhuohao's brain is running wildly. What should we do to kill the hundred mile Yin wind? The war has lasted for less than a quarter of an hour. Lu Zhengfeng is dead and Nangong is in danger without injury. These Huayuan masters dare not intervene at all.

After thinking about it, Qi Zhuohao always couldn't think of a specific method. He only knew that to kill the hundred mile Yin wind, he must first destroy the body of the hundred mile Yin wind. If the hundred mile Yin wind only left the soul body, then the hundred mile Yin wind would be beheaded by him like the original dove Wudao.

Qi Zhuohao's idea is actually the only way to kill Baili Yinfeng. Baili Yinfeng has been attacked by Lu Zhengfeng's Yunguang mirror beam, and also by Lu Zhengfeng and the semi artifact Yunguang mirror self explosion. The flesh body is about to lose its support, and the spirit body of Baili Yinfeng has not fully integrated with the flesh body of master forgetting Kong, It is feasible to destroy the flesh of the hundred mile Yin wind.

However, Qi Zhuohao also knows that if he wants to destroy the body of the hundred mile Yin wind, unless he has the power of Lu Zhengfeng's self explosion before, all his ideas are Utopian. This is his most helpless place. How terrible is the power of Lu Zhengfeng's self explosion? He doesn't have that ability. Even Nangong Wushang doesn't have that ability.

In the sky, Nangong Wushang's body is wrapped by thick purple gold armor. Ziqiong gold body is the Zhenzu body refining skill of Nangong aristocratic family, with amazing defense. Nangong Wushang is confident that he can block dozens of magic gas explosions, but he will also be seriously injured.

As Nangong Wushang expected, dozens of demonic gas exploded around him, his purple and gold armor gradually broke, and his purple and gold flesh was scarred under the terrorist force of the demonic gas explosion.

With the disappearance of a series of explosions, Nangong's uninjured body had fallen to the ground of the barren valley. His face was pale and his mouth was bleeding continuously. At this time, he was seriously injured and lost his ability to fight again.

This situation makes Qi Zhuohao more helpless. Lu Zhengfeng is dead and Nangong is not hurt. Now he is at the end of a powerful crossbow. Who can help him destroy the body of Baili Yinfeng? Is the war about to end with their total annihilation?