Sword Venerable Ling Tian

However, although these counterfeit Demon Venerable domains are nothing to Ling Tian's eyes, they are scary enough for the Martial Artists of all races in the abyss.

Hovering in the realm, the Jimo Demon King sneered one after another.

"Hehe, I said, today, no matter who you are, you will die here without returning to the abyss!"

"Li Futu, I heard that your Source Power is good, but I Although the dark demons cannot have their source, they can indeed devour Source Power and increase their innate talent. Today, your Source Power belongs to me!"

"hmph, I want my Source Power , You have to see if you have the ability to take it away!"

"Xuantian Zhengzong, Buddha Immortal Venerable, Manifestation!"

That Li Futu shocked his arms, behind The will of the fairy is manifested in between Heaven and Earth, and there are three thousand zhang high.

The illusory shadow of the immortal statue, that is an ancient Sword Venerable with a golden sword on its back, surrounded by an endless atmosphere of righteousness, will be coercive and extremely terrifying.

Even if Ling Tian saw this, he couldn’t help frowning, secretly thought, the nine sons of Wei were indeed not as weak as imagined. As far as Li Futu is concerned, this person’s Martial Dao innate talent is definitely In the Great Jin Dynasty, no one can match.

Furthermore, the will of this fairy is extremely terrifying, even if it is inferior to the ancient will of Qin Mingyue Ye Gucheng and the others, among the fairy, it is Peak's.

Under the blessing of the will of the Immortal Venerable, the cultivation base of the third rank Immortal King was completely scattered, allowing Li Futu to ignore the pressure of the dark Demon Race realm in an instant.

Li Futu took off the golden sword behind him, coldly smiled, indifferently said: "I heard that Jimo Demon King is in the dark Demon Race, and he is also a prince bloodline. There should be this ancient demon bloodline on his body. I am Li Futu. Don’t want anything, kill you, use the blood of the ancient demon to make wine and drink, isn’t it beautiful!?"

The complexion slightly changed, the eyes flickered, and then the extremely angry smiled back. The other party dared to laugh at the ancient demon bloodline, which indeed touched his reverse scale.

"Li Futu, anger me, it will only make you die worse!"

"Hum, you are responsible for cleaning up other people, this Li Futu, I will kill myself. !"

"hehe, good to say!" In the boundless darkness, the thin Demon King also turned on the Demon Transformation body. The breath was strong, but Jimo was a little worse.

"I'll take this Demon King!"

Jun Bufan danced the folding fan in his hand.

"Hehe, you!? I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Zhang Zhengxuan was not convinced.

While the Horned Beetle Wang felt that he was being ignored, he was immediately furious. The Demon King bloodline was turned on, swallowing the world, and crimson’s Monster Race illusory shadow appeared between Heaven and Earth.

In short, at this moment, the breath of all the powerhouses is no longer reserved. It explodes, billowing demonic energy, mighty righteousness and fierce Monster Qi, just like one black one white, one red, three lines, two out of the abyss Flood Dragon Rising into the sky, wantonly publicity.

The powerful aura rushed forward. Outside the battlefield, other Martial Artists of various races retreated. The powerhouse's battle, just the aftermath, was enough to kill them on the spot.

The entire non-return to the abyss, at this moment, silence, countless powerhouse eyes are attracted to the past.

The Jimo Demon King, facing Li Futu and Single Horned Monster King, laughed a lot, even in the face of Human Race and Monster Race's top Heaven's Chosen, he was not afraid of the slightest.

Moyin roar, he who turned on the Demon Transformation battle body, the magic shadow behind him is magnificent and full of heights.

The battle body of the Dark Demon Race is opened. The flesh and bones are stronger than steel. Every move is mixed with unmatched strength. It is in the color of black iron, giving people a strong visual impact. It seems that this demon can shatter this world with one punch.

But this time, it is far from over.

"Hah!"

The demon shadow manifested behind the Jimo Demon King suddenly roared in his mouth, and then there was endless rich demonic energy in the void, all pure and pure , Pitch black and sticky, like tides and waves entwined around his demon body, leaping and jumping condensed into the demon body outside, two horns growing on the head, eyes blood red, able to support both heaven and earth!

With the help of this Strength of Domain displayed by Formation, it is still able to bless the ancient magic bloodline of Jimo, making Jimo at this time more powerful than ever.

"This class of ancient demon warfare!"

"It's so strong, Jimo Demon King name is not in vain, it's indeed much stronger than our big nine sons of Wei!"

"This is the other battle strength of Demon Venerable Level!"

"Compared with this, Li Futu and Monocorn Tunyan Monster King are far from these!"

"It's over, don't we all die by the hands of the Dark Demon Race!?"

When many Human Race Martial Artists whispered, Li Futu's face was calm. Obviously, Jimo's use of methods now did not surprise him, and it can also reflect that this person still has confidence in his heart.

"Xuantian Haoran, gathers the mighty righteousness, the fearless origin, helps me sweep the evil spirits, and restores a bright universe in this world!"

Li Futu spoke piously, and the majestic aura in his body dissipated. Haohao Tangtang, like a huge ocean, is crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

On the center of his eyebrows, there is the light of the original manifestation.

Under the blessing of this source power, the three thousand zhang illusory shadow behind him is even more coercive.

Holding the golden sword in his hand, Li Futu pointed directly at Jimo Demon King, "Come on, this battle, either you die or I die!"

The voice fell, Li The golden sword in the hands of the Buddha was suddenly cut down.

Like the ancient sword of justice slashed down, the Sword Venerable behind it roared, sword light, trying to tear the realm of Jimo.

And the Single Horned Monster King of the Yan-Swallowing Tiger clan is also a roar, manifesting a fiery red battle axe in his hand, moving towards Najimo and cutting it down.

Heaven's Chosen, the top human and demon races, teamed up at this time to kill the Jimo Demon King directly in the field.

"Hehe, just your divine ability, you are also worthy to kill me!?"

The Jimo Demon King and the Demon King behind them sneered.

Waving a big hand, suddenly from between Heaven and Earth, there is endless demonic energy of its own, which seems to come from being imprisoned, and instantly condenses a palm print, cold atmosphere, containing endless divine ability, mixed with terrifying dark magic force.

bang!

It seems that Heaven and Earth collided, the sound of the explosion rang around the world, and the endless Power of Destruction exploded from the center of the hand.

The horror shot of the three powerhouses.

ka-cha!

At the moment when the three powerhouses met, the whole space burst open suddenly, and countless Space Cracks quickly spread to the surrounding sky.

Sounds and cyclones swept away, as if the Demon God divine ability spread, and every path was mixed with a mighty force.

Shoo!

The Martial Artists of all races close to the battlefield are complexion greatly changed at the moment. The violent aura from the fight is instantly suppressed, which makes the chest tight and pale, the ninth rank Immortal King complexion slightly changed, mid-term He mumbled look pale, and as for the Martial Artist under the ninth rank Immortal King, it was even more painful, with blood on the corners of his mouth. Even the hapless person who was hit by the storm, was hit hard in an instant, and it changed the color of the Martial Artists.

The powerhouses of all ethnic groups shouted in a low voice, and the body immediately condenses into a shield, guarding the Martial Artists of the respective ethnic groups, facial expression grave, looked towards the two warring parties.

The Peak powerhouse of these three ethnic groups is really terrifying.