Eternal Demon Sovereign

Boom boom. Boom boom

A series of terrible sounds of turbulence were heard all the time, and a strange dark air filled the battlefield. It seems that the huge platform may collapse at any time, and the collapse is on the verge of danger.

On the long slender scroll, a hundred birds of prey figure gallop out. In a short time, the original colorful scrolls turned into nothingness, empty scrolls, empty scrolls, no longer half sticky ink and seal inscriptions.

Gollum. Gollum

On such a terrible platform, the turbulent atmosphere of continuous explosion gradually calmed down. There was a dead silence on both sides of the inner gate Temple Square, and everyone guessed the life and death without trace in their hearts.

"Ha ha, Biluo is so accomplished in the way of magic. It's a pity that she doesn't enter the temple of holy Dharma!" Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Deputy master of Shengfa hall, smile and look directly at Shengzhuan hall. Zhu Xing, the Deputy master of Shengfa hall, speaks softly.

"Ha ha, brother Wei is joking. If brother Wei is interested, I can let the disciples of the two halls communicate more in private in the future..." Zhu Xing, the Deputy master of Shengzhuan hall, was obviously in a good mood, and even threw an olive branch to Shengfa hall as if there were no one else.

"Haha, I wish the Lord of the temple, Wang Yuan is also very gifted. Do you think it's better to have a chance in the future to make him close to Miss Feng?" Hongtong, the Deputy master of Shengzhen hall, smiles and looks at Zhuxing, the Deputy master of Shengzhuan hall.

"Ha ha, brother Hong, let the younger generation decide for themselves! We old bones, it's better to join in less! " Sheng Zhuan hall deputy hall Master Zhu Xing light smile, looked at the eyes of Sheng Zhen hall deputy hall master Hong Tong nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Hong Tong, the deputy chief of the holy array hall, laughed and said nothing. He turned his eyes to the platform again.

On both sides, anyone can hear the meaning of Zhu Xing, the Deputy master of Shengzhuan hall. After all, the performance of Wang Yuan, the disciple of Shengzhen hall, is really unsatisfactory.

Wang Yuan was not only killed on the spot by the aftershock, but also suppressed strongly by no trace. Wang Yuan was the worst of all the disciples who came to the stage to fight. Such a bad performance, but also want to cross with the brilliant wind blue fall, in the eyes of others, this is tantamount to becoming a laughing stock in the eyes of the public.

"Cluck, the Sutra Pavilion of the Academy, but so..." a burst of light laughter, extremely untimely resounded. On the platform, a long dress floats to the ground, the wind is blue, and the face is proud and indifferent, scanning the bottom of the platform and saying coldly.

"Brush!" With this remark, all the disciples in the inner gate of the Great Hall trembled. All of them were full of emotion and blood, and they focused on the figure of a few people who were slightly weak under the stage.

The fourth elder martial brother's west wind is withering. The fifth elder martial brother's poem is full of beauty. There is a strange smile on their faces. It is obvious that they are ridiculed by a child's spiritual realm, which is the first encounter in their lives.

"Damn, this little girl, the more she looks, the more disgusting she is!" The little fat man Zhen Bucai's face was dignified, and he was staring at fengbiluo on the platform.

"Ha ha, if you don't win, you will be so arrogant! Is it hard? Does she really think she's going to be the no trace boss? " Aftershock Han Han's face above a sneer, it seems that for no trace, aftershock has unprecedented trust. This kind of trust is groundless and even blind. It's like trusting more than yourself.

"Cluck, it's boring!" The upper wind of the battle platform is blue and blue, haughty raised his head, extremely indifferent swept his eyes below the battle platform. Then, he saw his hands waving again, and a more terrifying power of seal script charm bombarded the empty long scroll.

"Hum!" The empty scroll trembles in vain, and bursts of dazzling white light burst out on its white as snow file.

The bright white awn turns into the hazy white light of Taoism, and gradually turns into the white dove of Taoism under the impetus of the seal script charm.

A white dove all waved their wings up into the sky, and in each pigeon's eyes there was a trace of black ink.

"Kick!" A slight to imperceptible sound of footsteps, faintly from the black air mass surging out. Immediately, he saw a strong virtual shadow, in a trance, he wanted to walk out of the terrible turbulence.

"Damn it, I'm hearing something!"

"Look. Look. There seems to be a figure there!"

"I'll strangle him. He can survive such a terrible spell attack?"

"Metamorphosis. All the disciples of the Sutra Pavilion in the academy are metamorphosis!"

A noisy noise came out one after another, and the seats on the square of the inner gate temple were startled. Everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief and looked up at the most turbulent center of the battle platform."Hum, a hundred pigeons fight for the stream!" A cold hum, the wind blue, indifferent eyes in vain flash out of a touch of Xiao Sha cold. Then, one hundred doves rushed out of the void at the same time and turned them into pure white awns. They flew down and attacked the shadowy body in the middle of the battle platform.

This time, more than 100 white pigeons are more powerful than the previous birds of prey in terms of momentum and power. Obviously, the hundred pigeons are transformed by the power of long scroll. Naturally, their power is much stronger than that of the single Qi seal charm.

Boom boom. Boom boom

A sound of terrible explosion sound, again shake the sky shake the ground like spread out. In the battle platform shrouded in black smoke, the shadowy figure did not hide or flash, allowing a hundred pigeons to fly straight down in the void and bombard their bodies, creating a strong and mysterious atmosphere.

"Damn, is this guy crazy?"

"Well, isn't that a death wish?"

"Ha ha, it's time to let the Sutra collection Pavilion of their academy break off. It's dead this time!"

A voice of sarcastic ridicule, from the inside door Saint nine hall team out. The terrible turbulence is still continuing, the shadow of the virtual step suddenly stopped in place. The pure white light of the road will go crazy, and the virtual shadow will be submerged and swallowed in the thick white fog in an instant.

"Suddenly The terrible and turbulent explosion of Xuanli gradually eased down, and the white fog gradually merged with the black waves.

The black-and-white waves of air flow up, and instantly all the corners above the surrounding platform are full of the power of seal characters and charms.

The surging power of the seal inscriptions and charms is integrated into the black and white Qi, and the terrible power stirs up the mysterious Qi contained in the surrounding void. It seems that after repeated attacks, the whole round platform has been transformed into its own absolute home